Where to start. I had left my cheating spouse and moved to another state. My employer had gone overboard to keep me. I got a good office and was kept busy. I would work then go to my apartment. My co-workers took to calling me the hermit.
Thinking back on the past was what I did every night while at home. At work I was busy enough that I didn't dwell on the past and what Sarah had done to us. Home was another story. I didn't drink or do drugs, so the pain seemed to stay right there. No matter where I was I missed her, and hated her. I was torn up inside. Angry, hurt, and lonely.
I had asked myself many times over why, why had she done what she had done? Why throw it all away? Why the other men? I had lots of questions. No answers. The females at the office soon learned that while I seemed to be available I wasn't. They quit being quite so 'friendly' after a couple of months.
The guys would try to get me to go out with them, but since their fun was bars and women, I declined. I just went home to work out, eat dinner, go to bed. I would get little sleep over the night, tossing and turning all night. I will say that my body was in the best shape it had ever been in now. Rock hard everywhere, and even gaining size in the arms and chest.
Part of my workout routine was to run each night. One night as I got home, I saw June standing there in my front yard. We talked for a bit. She seemed to know what I had been going through. I thought at first that she was there to hit on me. I soon found out that she was there for Sarah.
Well sort of anyway. Sarah didn't know that June had come to see me on her behalf. We talked into the night and then when I went to bed, June was in my bed and I was on the couch. I was a bit surprised when June didn't come out during the night and try to get it on with me. I realized then that she was being genuine in her hopes to get us back together.
The upshot of the whole thing was I decided to go back home and see if it was possible to patch things up with Sarah. It was either patch it up or cut and run. I was tired of living the way I had been and just wanted to be happy again.
When I showed up at home, the house was clean. Sarah had been staying with June, so I dumped my stuff and then went over to June's house. Sarah looked terrible. She was thinner and had a lost, lonely look about her that hurt me deeply.
I still felt some anger towards her cheating and the things she had done, but I also felt that my love for her was still there too. I was confused. I wanted to hate her for fucking around on me but I just couldn't bring myself to do that.
On the other hand I wanted to take her in my arms and hold her. I wanted to kiss her and just love her like days of old. I felt my heart going out to her, as she stood there unbelieving that I was there in front of her.
"Ben? Is that you? You look different, bigger."
"Oh, I have been sort of working out after work the last few months."
"Well, uh...so...how has work been?"
"Sarah, I came here to talk to you about us, not about work."
"Us? You came here to talk about us? Is there still an us Ben?"
"I don't know Sarah. I want there to be, but there is the matter of the pain and hurt between us now. I am not sure that I can ever forgive you for what you did. I trusted you with all. I...I...loved you with all my heart...and you..."
"I destroyed that by fucking around on you Ben. I should have never gone to work, I should have been honest with you from the start and I wasn't. I became a slut. A cheating slut that didn't care for anything but the next fuck. I am so sorry Ben. So sorry."
Needless to say, the conversation went on that way for hours. I went home alone that night not sure of my future at all. Sarah stayed with June. June had stayed out the house for our talk and didn't come home until after I had left.
That night as I tossed and turned, I kept thinking back to how Sarah had looked so happy while fucking all those men. How she had been into the fucking and sucking. She had really loved it all. No acting, she had loved it.
The next day, before I went over to June's I went to the club. I talked to Bob. Our conversation was stiff and cold at first, but soon we got over the issues at hand and actually talked about Sarah. I found that Bob had a thing for Sarah and had she been the least bit interested he would have moved on her in a serious fashion. As it was she had gone the other way and he had not pressed her.
"You are a lucky man Ben."
"Lucky? Yeah right, so lucky my wife went and fucked half the town for money. I am soooo lucky."
"No really, you are lucky. She may have loved getting fucked by all those men, but she truly loves you. Only you. Those other men were just...well...cocks for her to use and enjoy. You are her one true love."
"Tell me again how much she loves me Bob. She fucked around on me. She was nothing but a whore. That isn't how a wife should show her love for a husband."
