Caught Staring

The story behind this story started in a gas station on a typical Sunday afternoon, even though the story itself doesn't. I caught myself staring at a woman, trying to decide if she was that ex-girlfriend I hadn't seen since high school, outside of pictures on social media. Luckily, neither she nor her husband seemed to notice my staring, so I paid for my drinks and hurried out. The first part of my trip was spent debating with myself over whether or not it really was her, since I hadn't been brave enough to ask.

However, that soon morphed into imagining what might have happened if her husband had confronted me for staring at her. A simple answer to my question would have made for a boring story, although that's most likely what would have happened. "Yes, and would you like to fuck her again, for old time's sake, while I watch?" would have made for an interesting fetish story, but that's not really my fetish. So, my mind twisted it into what you're about to read below.

It's not your typical Loving Wives story, but I think it fits the general theme of sarcastically describing certain wives as 'loving'.

I hope you enjoy it.

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"I think you've been staring at my wife quite long enough."

I was startled by the voice behind me. I had been lost in thought, and stopped paying attention to my surroundings. Still, I knew who it had to be, even if I'd never heard his voice before. I didn't even turn around.

"Oh, hey, Brad. My apologies, if I upset you or Lisa."

"How do you know our names, because neither of us recognize you?"

"Ouch! I guess it's been years since she's seen me, but I'm not going to lie. That stings a bit.

"Tell her that Travis sends his apologies and will be leaving shortly." I had finished my sides first, leaving just a bit of steak to cap off my meal.

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I was listening to Brad, but I was focused on his wife, who was still sitting on the other side of the restaurant. From the frown on her face, she didn't like that I appeared to be ignoring her husband. It made me smile, which made her frown even more. It didn't help that Brad just stood there, silently, apparently still at a loss as to who I was.

"Don't tell me she never mentioned me? I know we didn't date for long, but she should have shared her sexual history with you at some point."

"What are you talking about? She tore her hymen while cheerleading, but she was still a virgin on our wedding night."

I couldn't help but laugh at that, and not very quietly either. "You better come around and have a seat, because I wasn't her first either."

He looked a little shook as he sat down across from me.

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"So, did she tell you anything about me?"

"Not much. Just that you were a short, rebound relationship in high school; nothing serious."

I took another bite of my steak, making him wait while I considered how much to tell him.

"Did she tell you about the guy before me?"

"Just that when she started getting serious, he got scared and dumped her. She said it was too painful to talk about it more."

I couldn't help but laugh again, which earned me a glare from Brad and a bigger frown from Lisa.

"Did she tell you why she picked me to be her rebound guy?"

"Uh, not really. Was there something more to it?"

"Oh, you could say that...

"Andy was a friend of mine. I wouldn't say we were best friends, but I was closer to him than most. If I had been a better friend, and told Lisa no, maybe we'd still be friends."

I paused for a moment. "But, I'm getting ahead of myself. You have to understand her relationship with him, in order to understand her relationship with me."

I took another bite of steak, to give myself time to organize my thoughts.

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"Andy was a good guy, to an almost annoying degree. He was also a bit gullible, as he tended to see the best in everybody. No matter how badly you treated him, he would still help you, especially with your homework. He explained things better than most of the teachers, and I'm pretty sure he's why our year had the highest average GPA of any graduating class within ten years.

"Today, we'd say he was on the spectrum. Back then, we just said he was weird. Well, that was one of the nicer things we said about him."

I had to take another bite to recover. I wasn't proud of how I had treated him, even before I fucked his ex-girlfriend.

"Have you ever heard the advice about looking at your girlfriend's mother to see what your girlfriend will look like in 20 years?"

He looked confused at my sudden change in direction, but managed to nod his head.

"It's true, but it's also superficial. You really need to look deeper. You need to look at her behavior and her attitude as well. Andy could have avoided a lot of pain, if he had just viewed Lisa as a young Janet."

I had to laugh when Brad flinched, as he obviously saw the truth in that comment.

"When she said he got scared because she got serious, she couldn't have been farther from the truth.

"He never told me the details, but apparently she had regaled him with tales of nightmares about him taking her virginity. She even gave him a book on pregnancy and contraception, to scare him, saying she feared he was going to get her pregnant. At the same time, she kept telling him to make sure and buy condoms, since he was going to keep pushing her for sex.

"She manipulated him to the point that he felt guilty, despite having never actually pushed her. Instead, she led him by the nose, all the way to his bed. Yeah, she even planned it for when his parents were gone, right after they both turned eighteen, so her first time could be in a real bed, rather than the back seat of his car.

"Still, Andy took their move to a sexual relationship very seriously. To him, they weren't just fucking, but were making love. In fact, I found out much later that he had felt out his parents' thoughts about her as a future daughter-in-law. Sadly, they bit their tongues trying to make him happy."

Brad just sat there, stunned at how different this story was from what he'd been told.

"No, what killed their relationship was when Andy learned that he was a pawn, played by Lisa against her mom.

"Lisa didn't pay attention to who was nearby when she was bragging to her friends. She was too anxious to share how she got one over on her mother, and what concessions she got out of her, by agreeing to dump a boyfriend she had already planned to break up with anyway."

"Yeah, that sounds a little harsh."

"Oh, that wasn't all. I'm sure Andy was hurt by that, but he probably would have continued to date her until he left for college."

Brad looked a bit confused, so I added, "Sure, it probably would have been more fucking, rather than lovemaking, but he was about to leave for college, so why not stick it out with her until then? Or rather, why not keep sticking it in her until then."

Brad just shrugged, but the grimace on his face told me he wasn't happy.

"No, the coup de grâce was when she continued, lamenting how her mother had recognized her ploy and refused to give her anything, back when they first started dating. You see, Andy was a poor kid from the wrong side of the tracks. She expected her mom would give her a lot, just to keep him away from her. Growing up, they had always gone out of their way to do what they thought was best for their little princess, no matter her thoughts on the matter. They even held her back from starting school for a year, so she would stand a better chance of being at the top of her class."

Brad fidgeted silently in his chair, clearly uncomfortable with what he was hearing. I found it hard not to laugh again.

"In her defense, as much as I hate to say that, she initially stayed with him because her mom called her bluff, but I think she had grown to love him by the end. Don't get me wrong, she never loved him as much as she loved herself, but I think she truly saw it as just a year-long vacation from their relationship, and they would pick right back up when she joined him at college.

"No doubt, she planned to find a temporary boyfriend, in order to take advantage of those concessions she got from her mom. After all, she needed somebody to take her out, buy her things, and keep her well fucked, while Andy was away at college.

I don't know if she expected him to fuck around, or to remain celibate while waiting for her, but it didn't really matter, because once word got back to Andy about how she had used him, he ghosted her. No goodbye. No explanation. In fact, no contact at all. I don't think he's spoken a single word to her since that day."

Brad was looking a little pale, so I called the waiter over to get him a glass of water.

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"Now, I didn't know any of that yet, when Lisa asked me out. She told me that they were taking a break, rather than doing the long-distance thing. I thought she asked me because I was his friend. Little did I know how right I was.

"I expected a purely platonic relationship. I was never cut out for college, so I was staying local and had a job lined up. As Andy's friend, I would be a safe, placeholder boyfriend until she left for college in a year. I hadn't had much luck dating, so I saw this as a chance to have fun and gain some experience.

"Imagine my surprise, when, on our second date, she had me drive out to an old tree-shrouded driveway off a dead-end road. All we did that night was make out, but it was pretty intense. After she kissed me goodnight, before she went inside, she leaned in and whispered, 'Make sure you have condoms for next weekend.'"

Brad looked just as shocked as I had been that night. I was glad I had gotten him the water, as he gulped it down.

"That's when I should have figured out that something wasn't right. But I didn't.

"That's also when I should have been a better friend and broke it off. But I didn't."

I couldn't completely suppress my grin at the memory of what ended up happening instead.

"What I did do, however, was think with my little head, and bring condoms on our next date. No matter what else I might say about her, Lisa was definitely a good fuck."

That brought a bit of color back into his face, and widened the grin on mine, for a moment.

"It wasn't until weeks later that I learned she had picked me just to hurt Andy, and our hidden spot had been their spot first. I had felt good when I heard she was spreading the word about how much she enjoyed sex with me, until Andy came home for a weekend, and I realized he had ghosted me as well. Her comments were never meant to sing my praise, but to punish Andy. Suddenly, I realized that everything I thought I had with Lisa was nothing but lies. I was just a convenient tool. It was too late to salvage my friendship with Andy, as he never spoke another word to me either, but I still walked away from Lisa, in an attempt to salvage a little bit of my dignity."

I stared at the last piece of steak on my plate while Brad just sat there, stunned.

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"Thanks in large part to Lisa, I have trust issues with women. That's why I'm still single, and dining alone tonight.

"Still, you don't have to worry about me trying to steal your wife back, or even sleep with her again. Seeing her just forced me to revisit my demons.

"Luckily, Andy fared better than I did. He found a good woman at college, who helped him through his issues. They're married and have a couple of kids now. They look happy, in the pictures she posts on social media. It doesn't look forced, like in the pics your wife posts.

"Now, you better get back to your own table. From the glares she's been sending our way, you're already looking at a rather unpleasant evening, and I bet telling her who I am isn't going to improve her mood any."

I had one last chuckle, as I watched Brad stumble back across the restaurant. He looked like a dead man walking.

Stabbing my last bite of steak, I saluted the manipulative bitch across the room with it. I savored the delectable flavor of that last bite, then signaled the waiter for my check.