She Cheated with Her Ex

It's mid-morning Sunday; my friend Ken has unexpectedly arrived at my place.

"Ken! You look terrible! What's wrong? What's happened?"

"Alan, the bastard. He fucked Ella. She cheated. She cheated with that bastard. Of all people. Him!"

"No. Alan fucked her? Are you sure? She gave him up a year or so before you got married. How do you know she cheated?"

"She told me. Last night. In bed. We had sex - nah, it was better than that. We made love. It was best ever. And then afterwards she started crying and she told me."

"What did she say? When did it happen?"

"It was while you and I were at the cricket yesterday. She had gone over to Tony and Fran's place with a few friends swimming in their pool, and he was there. He said he would bring her home afterwards but they went to his place and he fucked her there. She said she should have stopped him but she didn't."

"Did she tell you any more than that? Did she say why she let him do it?"

"I don't think so. I probably wouldn't have heard her if she did anyhow. She was crying and I was shouting at her and I went and spent the night in the spare room. She was gone this morning. I don't know when she left or where she went. Probably to her mother's place or Fran's. Most likely Fran's - Fran's her best friend. She wouldn't be silly enough to go back to fucknuckle's place."

"I know the sun's not over the yardarm yet, but I think this calls for something from the medicine cabinet. Laphroaig?"

"Yeah. Thanks. A big one. How many bottles have you got?"

"OK, so have you thought about what you're going to do about Ella?"

"No. I know what I'd like to do about that other bastard though. I'd kill the arsehole if I got my hands on him. But Ell, no. I don't know what to do about her. That's why I came here before I did anything else. I thought if I talked to you first, at least I'm less likely to do something stupid that I'll regret later."

"Yeah. Fair enough. Good thinking. Look, I've been friends with Ella and Alan since we were kids together and you've become a really good mate since your family moved here. I don't want to lose any of you as friends - not even Al the silly bugger. So anything I can do to help, I will.

"But anyhow, if I'm hearing you right, at least you're prepared to listen to what Ella has to say before you make any decisions about this?"

"Not yet I'm not. If she was here now it would be just the same as last night. I've got to work out what to say to her and how to say it so that she tells me the truth about what happened and why she cheated on me."

"You really want to know."

"I want to know why she did it. I don't want to know the gory details of what they did together. They fucked. That's enough of what they did. I want to know why she let him do it. After she dumped him she said I was a much better man than Alan could ever hope to be and she couldn't work out what she saw in him in the first place."

"Lots of us never understood what she saw in him as a boyfriend. He's fun in a group, but he's always been totally irresponsible."

"Yeah. Well what she did was bloody irresponsible too. We had our first wedding anniversary last week and we had a great time together and now she does this. Why? What the hell could have given her the idea to do it? Everybody knows what lamebrain is like, he's always trying it on. Why the fuck did she let him do it?"

"But then at least she told you that she had done it. It wasn't as though you caught her. She confessed, so she's obviously feeling horribly guilty about it."

"She must have been. After she does it with him, she comes home and does it with me. And she did it like she really loved me. Like I said, last night it was the best ever. She was really working at it. It must have been her feeling guilty. . . . . . Ahh shit!"

"What?"

"Shit. She's had that bastard's cock inside her and then she comes home and I've done it with her straight afterwards."

"That's not new. You've done exactly that before and laughed about it."

"But we weren't married then."

"It's still only two cocks one after the other in one cunt. No difference, really."

"It is different. It's different when the cunt is married to one of the cocks. It's different when the cunt is supposed to be forsaking all other cocks. I don't know that I could ever have sex with her again. She's damaged goods."

"Now that's an interesting statement. So does that mean that even if you forgive her and take her back, there will be no sex from now on? Think about it. What happens then?"

"Nah. That's not going to work, is it."

"That's what I reckon."

"So what do you think I should do?"

"I reckon the first thing to do is to stop worrying about what she did and get her to tell you why she did it. She let you down. When she dumped him and married you, you both agreed to love each other. So far as you're concerned, a wife who loves her husband doesn't let the ex-boyfriend fuck her."

"She doesn't do lots of other things with him either, if she really loves me."

"That's what I'm trying to say too. There were a lot of things she did with him before she married you that you would upset yourself about if she did them now. Sex is just one of them and probably not even the most important one."

"It's important to me."

"I understand that. But like I said, the sex is really no different from before you married her. It's a cock in a cunt. It's been in there before. That's why you have to try to get her to say why she did it. We know why she did it before - she loved sex. We know why she shouldn't do it now. But we don't know why she did do it now, and I'd bet that she doesn't know either."

"If it's like you say and she doesn't know why, then how is she going to tell me? It'll be a waste of time asking her."

"That depends on how you ask. If you ask the wrong way, all you will get is an excuse that she thinks up when you put her on the spot. Either that, or she'll just say she doesn't know why. That won't help."

"I know. Then I'll start shouting again and she'll start crying. We're back where we started."

"Maybe see a professional? Have you thought about counselling?"

"I haven't thought about anything much apart from her and him and how she could be so bloody heartless. I don't even know if I want her back anyhow, now, after what she did. I need to sort myself out before we see someone to try and get us back together."

"I don't think a decent relationships counsellor would just be trying to get you back together. They try to help you work out what's best for both of you. There's no sense in getting back together if it's not going to work and you're both resenting it."

"Do you know of any good ones?"

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That evening, Ella drops around for Conversation 2. It will be submitted for publication in a couple of days' time.