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My name is Frank Grimes, and my wife is Peggy we have been married for twenty years and have two children Mike and Emma. I am returning home from taking Emma our youngest to start at university.
I am looking forward to getting home and to finally confronting my wife about her affairs spanning the last twelve years. This last affair being the most serious as she intends to leave me for her lover now that our children have gone. I'm just turning into our street and can see our house, the light is still on, so she hasn't left yet. I pull onto our drive and get out of the car, I open the front door and walk in. My wife is sitting on the sofa looking a bit scared, I don't know why I have never even raised my voice to her let alone my hand.
She looks at me and glances at the two suitcases standing just inside the door. I also look at the cases.
Peggy:
Frank has gone to take Emma to start her first year at university, I'm sitting on the sofa waiting for my lover to pick me up my bags are packed, and I've left a note telling Frank that I am leaving him for another man but my lover is late and I'm worried in case Frank comes home first. This is just the latest in a long line of lovers I have taken over the past twelve years but this one is special, and we are in love. I think back over the last twelve years and the lovers I've had; the first lover was my tennis coach at the country club. He was so attentive and caring it was a great shock when he moved away without so much as a goodbye.
The next one was a work colleague and, on a work, related trip to New York we had a little too much to drink and I woke up in his bed, at first, I was annoyed with myself but then I though why not no one will know. This affair lasted over two years always on company trips and sometimes in his office when we were working late. Then one day he just didn't come to work, it was rumoured that he ran away with a girl half his age who disappeared at the same time.
The one after that was an old flame from college, we met by accident at charity sale. After the sale he asked me to lunch, and we sat and reminisced about our fling at college and ended up in a motel where we fucked all afternoon this lasted all of six months then one day, he just didn't show up at our meeting place anymore.
This brings us to my latest lover; Tom he is the husband of my best friend we started flirting at a BBQ he and Gina hosted. It started out innocently with a bit of flirting and then touching and finally kissing. After that first kiss, we groped each other whenever we could. We fucked in his bed and also in our bed. We were insatiable and then we realised we were in love and needed to be together. So here I sit waiting for Tom to pick me up, he is now nearly half an hour late and I'm getting worried that I've been dumped again.
I look at Frank he looks so calm and in control, what does he know that I don't.
''So, Peggy were you going to just leave with Tom or were you going to tell me?''
{He knows about tom how did he find out}
I point to a note on the table with my wedding rings on it. He looks and picks it up throwing my rings onto the floor, I wince at the implied insult.
