Sarah Martin smiled at her husband, Bill. He grinned back at her and she felt the familiar tingle run up her spine. Damn him, he could turn her on even when she had other things on her mind.
"Honey, we need to talk."
"Can it wait, Dear, I am running late for work. I'll try and be home early tonight, OK."
"OK, but we absolutely have to talk tonight. Got it?"
He grinned and wiggled his tongue at her. Her heart skipped a beat. She knew what he was thinking. She thought about his love making and felt her panties grow moist; she shook herself. What could she do with him? She loved him with all her heart but this was driving her crazy.
This latest Credit Card bill was in the morning mail. This time it was worse than ever. She had totaled it up. In the last six months he had charged over $13,000.00 to a site listed only with a phone number.
OH! He had been paying the bill all right. But where was he getting the money. It appeared to have started about six months ago. He had even withdrawn money from their savings to pay the bill one month. He had replaced the money a few days later. This was crazy.
Tears ran from her eyes, he had to be cheating on her. Look at me she thought. He is a real sexy hunk, that smile would get him between any girl's sheets. Yeah! Look at me, 8 and a half months pregnant, huge belly, swollen tits that are leaking milk. Hardly able to get up from a chair, then waddling along. Hell, I don't even like to get in bed with myself. I can't blame him. God bless him, he says I am more beautiful than ever. The dear boy says I glow. Damn right I glow, I am so damned uncomfortable, what else can I do.
She turned to her computer and put the cursor on the logo for the new program a friend had loaned her. She could use it for just two days, then she had to uninstall it and return the disc. She scanned the screen. Yes! There was what she was looking for. She entered the numbers off the credit card bill. There it was. She put her face in her hands and sobbed. It was true. He was cheating on her.
Even worse, he was paying for sex. He was using whores, escorts. The phone number was for Joy's Escorts. Oh God! She clicked the exit and then hit start and found the program logo and found the uninstall program and started it. She didn't need it any more.
What was she going to do? She knew she would always love him, but this was too much. He had told her numerous times how he hated a cheater. He had said that there was no possible excuse of that kind of behavior. Now here he was cheating on her. Right when she needed him the most. The baby was due in two weeks; she wouldn't be able to do it with out him. Maybe she should just keep her mouth shut until the baby arrived.
Could she live with him knowing he was a liar and a cheat? It was going to be hard. He had been so damned good eight or nine months ago when her mother had died. He had been a real rock. He had comforted her and had made all the arrangements for her father. No one could have done more. It just wasn't like him to cheat. She just couldn't understand it.
It wasn't like she never gave him sex anymore. She had wanted sex more during the last six months than she ever had in her life. Horny, she was horny all the time. Bill was afraid to do vaginal sex now so they had had long sessions of oral sex. He loved nursing at her breasts. It felt very good to her too. She really enjoyed giving him a blowjob. She adored his cock and loved touching it in any way. She especially loved it in her mouth. She loved everything they had been doing.
In turn, he seemed to love to suck and slurp around in her pussy. He would lick and suck on he clit for hours, bringing her off lots of times. She had believed he was totally satisfied with their sex lives. Now she wondered. When was Bill able to find the time to have other sex? Hey! He didn't have time to woo a girl, wine her and dine her. That explained the use of escorts. Probably a half an hour to an hour was all he would need. A quick stop on the way home from work would be all he would need. Once or twice a week, at three hundred something a pop would add up in a hurry ever after the split with the agency.
Twice a week would add up to $1600.00 a month. Wow! Sounds like a good job. Hey, once a day, five days a week would net a girl four grand a month. No wonder there are so many of them. Yeah, but could you have sex with any guy you didn't know who just walked in off the street? That took guts. It was craziness to even think that way anymore.
Well this is getting her nowhere. Damn it, she just couldn't believe her sweet Bill was having sex with someone else. How could he hide it from her? She knew his every mood swing, when he was feeling lusty, when he was tired or angry about something. He was never able to keep anything from her for very long, she would sense he was up to something and could always figure it out before he could really surprise her, she always pretended to be surprised to make him feel good about fooling her. He was such a sweet loveable guy. But he was not stupid, far from it. Maybe he just let her think she was reading him. Damn all this thinking when your belly was about to explode and you were craving a big Banana Split from Dairy Queen with whipped cream, chocolate syrup and cherries on top of it could give a girl a headache.
Well she had her chores to get done no matter what. It seemed to take so much more time and effort these days. Thank God Bill pitched in and helped with everything. Bill did do a whole lot. Was this how a cheater acted? You wouldn't think so would you? She thought back, she could not recall one time he was not home within five minutes either side of five thirty after work, unless he stopped to shop for her. The sweet man never complained about anything she asked of him. He just got it done and grinned at her. He acted as if he loved doing things to make it easier on her while she was pregnant. She kept expecting him to wiggle all over like a puppy when she thanked him. This man cheat? No damned way!
But what about the credit card? Shit, she would wait until he got home and hit him with it. Yeah but what if he was doing something wrong. What would she do? Say, 'time out until after the baby comes'. Yeah! Right! She needed to talk to some one. Maggie, she'd talk to Maggie. Maggie was about ten years older and was very wise and had good common sense.
She dialed Maggie's number. Maggie picked up right away. "Hi Maggie, this is Sarah, how are ya doin'?"
"Just fine, Sugar, how are you?"
"Not too good girl. I am down in the dumps, I need you to cheer me up."
"I'll give it my best shot girl, it's us against them, lay it on me."
"It's Bill. I think he is cheating on me."
"Honey, I just don't believe that! No way in hell I would believe that shit. Not Bill. No way!"
Sarah told her what she had found. Maggie said, "I know it looks bad but there has to be some other explanation. I remember last year when you told me you would be willing to bet your life that Bill was true to you. Do you remember that?"
"Sniff, yes I do. But."
