She Did It for Him

This is a fictional story. Not real. A figment of my imagination. Don't take it too seriously. There are mistakes, and I hope you are able to find them. They're there to test you If you don't find any, you'll need to read the story again. Good luck.

Not breaking any new ground. No sex in this one. If that's what you're looking for, you're going be disappointed.

Nasty comments will be deleted. I've discovered that I enjoy deleting them as much as anonymous people enjoy writing them ( yes, I realize we are all anonymous ). If you leave a comment complaining about anything I've warned about, it will most likely get deleted, unless its funny.

I know it's too long, or probably too short. I know there are misspellings. I know the grammar sucks. I know it's impossible for this to happen in real life. I know it's factually incorrect. I know it's in the wrong category. Enjoy.

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My wife Maya and I had been married for not quite 3 years and were still in the honeymoon phase of our marriage when I got the shock of my life. At the time, I didn't believe we could have gotten along better than we did. It seemed that everything each of us did was based on how it would benefit the other, or us as a couple.

I was normally a shy guy, and a little socially awkward. I had friends, but Maya was the love of my life and I was perfectly OK with my friends calling me "pussy-whipped". While I would never blow off Maya to be with my friends, I had no problem blowing off my friends to be with Maya.

We were at the point in our marriage where we were seriously considering children in the not to distant future. We were in our late twenties, but still couldn't get enough of each other, and doing pretty well financially. We were leasing a midsize split level home with the option to buy, and were seriously considering it. It was in an older neighborhood that was sprinkled with elderly couples, middle aged couples, and young couples like us.

Maya and I weren't perfect, even though I constantly tried to convince her that I was. We both had quirks but we always picked up where the other was a little weaker. Maya hated to load and unload the dishwasher. No problem, I did it. I, with a passion, hated cleaning up after the dog. Maya did it without complaint. Maya was colorblind, I helped her match stuff. I hated gory movies and tv shows, Maya never put them on. "Bones" was persona non grata in our home. It seemed that we truly wanted the others' life to be as enjoyable as possible. I was a little bit of a germaphobe. Maya would help me avoid things that would skeeve me out.

I worked as a regional sales manager and had to travel once every couple months, but only for one night, two tops. Although I was normally shy, I was able to open up when it came to the products my company sold. I was very well compensated for my job. We didn't need for Maya to work, but she wanted to, and took a job at a local kennel that had been turned onto a doggy day care. They didn't usually take dogs for long term, but they did occasionally for special customers. I guess 'Doggy Day Care' sounds better than 'Kennel'. Presently she worked part time, three days a week, but I think she wanted to work more, and had even hinted at opening her own such business.

It was a Thursday evening, prior to an overnight trip for me. I would be leaving early in the morning, and make a 7 hour drive to Buffalo. I would meet with our client in the late afternoon for a couple hours then spend the night in a local hotel. I would then head home Saturday. I figured I would be home around 2pm. Traffic on the Schuylkill expressway was sometimes brutal, so I figured I would leave really early in the morning just in case.

I had left the office early Thursday so I could cook a nice dinner for us. I expected to get home well before Maya and sure enough, when I got home the house was empty. I figured I would make a spaghetti dinner with grilled chicken and garlic bread. I'm a Ragu' kind of guy, so it certainly wasn't difficult to fix and well inside my wheelhouse.

I cracked open a beer while I worked and Maya walked in just before I finished. "Hey, beautiful, how was work?"

"Great as always," she replied.

"Nice. That must truly be your dream job. You get to play with dogs all day and hardly ever have to deal with any people."

"It really is. I think we should seriously look into starting our own. These people pay a ridiculous amount of money to have us play with their dogs all day."

I smiled back and, trying to make small talk, said, "we can certainly look into it. Hey, whatever happened to the high school kids they hired? You were talking about them and their high school drama a lot for a while there. Lately, not so much. It was. a boy and a girl, right? They were dating each other?"

"Oh yeah... uh...Kerry quit. Andrew still works there, though."

"That sucks," I said, "what happened? Playing with dogs seems to be a perfect job for a high school chick."

"I don't know, she thought Andrew was cheating on her."

"That's gotta suck. Did she catch him?"

"No, she never actually caught him. I think other people were getting in her ear. You know how high school kids are. He never actually did anything."

"How would you know?," I laughed. "He may have been screwing half the girls in his high school,"

"Well of course, I don't know what he did when he wasn't at work." She seemed a little exasperated.

"God," I said, "to be eighteen again and in high school knowing what I know now."

"He's actually nineteen, almost twenty. He failed a couple times when he was younger."

"Whatever. Any more word on your ex, Luke?"

"What? No. All I know is what Kendall told me. He's been back for a few weeks on leave. I think she said he's leaving soon for Germany."

"Good. If he tries to get ahold of you, let me know. He's an asshole."

"I'm pretty sure he's figured out to stay away from me."

" I only hit him once, and it wasn't that bad. Hey, garlic bread's ready, lets eat. How about we go to bed early tonight, I really want to do some bad things to you?"

"You got it handsome, lets eat."

We ate the meal then cleaned up together. When we were done, we went to the bathroom and jumped into the oversized shower together. We took a nice long shower that included a lot of groping, then took it to the bedroom.

Maya and I had a very active sex life. It wasn't unusual for us to have sex daily. Most of the time it was a quicky in the morning, and it's certainly my libido that drives it. She knows I have a very high sex drive and happily acquiesces. It's part of our compromises for each other. This was one of those very rare weeks where we skipped two days in a row and I was horny as hell. We turned on the ceiling fan over the bed and went at it. The very first thing I did was make sure she got off by going down on her. After that I pretty much climbed up and took her.

The first was frantic and I didn't last long. The second was slower, but still pretty quick. After number 2 she laid on my chest and asked, "got one more in ya?"

I laughed a little and said, "yeah, but I'm gonna need about 15 minutes and a cup of juice."

After the third, which was much slower and drawn out, I was done. "I'm out, beautiful. Even juice isn't gonna do it."

Maya laughed and said, "OK, I'm gonna jump back in the shower. You get the wet spot."

"No worries, sweetness, you jump in the shower, I'll change the sheets." I heard the shower start up as I pulled off the maroon set and replaced them with a dark blue set. I quick ran downstairs and put the dirty sheets in the washing machine and started it. After I was done I stepped into the bathroom and Maya was just about done. I told her to leave it running and climbed back in.

I washed quickly, mostly paying attention to the important parts. When I got into the bedroom, Maya was already in bed and had the tv on. I climbed in and she snuggled back against me. "Umm...,Maya?"

"Yeah?"

"Spoiler alert. They don't find anything on Oak Island."

"I know, I know. It was this or Bones."

"You never know, maybe they'll find something this week. Lets leave this on and find out."

"That's what I thought you'd say. Goodnight, David. I love you."

"Goodnight Maya, I love you, too."

Maya took the hand I had draped over her and brought it to her face and kissed the palm of my hand. "I love you so much, David. I don't know what I'd do without you."

I kissed her on her neck right behind her ear and replied, "that's something you'll never have to worry about."

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I got up at 4:30 and quietly left the bedroom without waking up Maya. I put coffee on and proceeded to get dressed in the clothes I would be wearing for the drive up to Buffalo. I put some coffee in a travel mug and headed for the front door. I picked up my gym bag, which had a change of clothes and some toiletries, and headed out to my truck.

I headed through Woodbury and stopped at the Colonial Diner for a breakfast sandwich. I figured I would run in and get one to go and be on the road in 5 minutes or so and it would be better than McDonalds. I went inside and up to the counter and who happened to be sitting there? Maya's ex-fucking-boyfriend, Luke Williamson. He was sitting with his father and his younger sister, Claire.

I had exactly zero interest in interacting with Asshole. He had been Maya's last boyfriend before we began dating. She broke up with him when he backhanded her. After we had started dating we had run into him at a BBQ thrown by mutual friends and he got drunk and started making a scene. He started saying very loudly that she would be crawling back to him because she wouldn't be able to resist him.

At one point he got up and staggered over to me and with a stupid grin on his face, and in a very loud voice said, "Yo Dave, doesn't Maya give...". That was all he got out before I punched him in the mouth. A bunch of guys jumped between us and a couple of his friends took him out of the party.

I was widely accepted that Luke had crossed a line and deserved what he got. There was never any retaliation or revenge. In fact, it pretty much died that day. I, however, still carried a little bit of a grudge. He went into the Army shortly after that and I haven't seen him for a couple years, until now.

Luke stood up and held out his hand. "Dave, how are you? It's been a long time." Lukes' father was sitting next to him and his sister on the other side of his father. I didn't really want to be an ignorant asshole, so I took his hand and gave it a little squeeze.

"Hello, Luke. How's the Army?" His father smiled at me and his little sister Claire had a smile that had to hurt it was so big. I assumed that Luke's family never heard about why Maya broke up with him, or about our little altercation.

"Oh, it's keeping me busy. Lots of business. I'm about to leave for a posting in Germany for three years. I leave tomorrow."

"That's great!," I may have said with a little too much enthusiasm.

"Hey look, Dave, the past is the past. I'm sorry for acting like a jackass back in the day. I know I was out of line and I'm not that kid anymore."

I stared at him for what felt like an uncomfortable amount of time, which was probably about 5 seconds, and said, "OK, Luke, I appreciate that. Good luck in Germany," and started to turn around.

"Thanks, Dave, drive safe to Buffalo."

I picked up my sandwich off the counter and got another coffee in a to-go cup and walked out to my truck. I drove across the Walt Whitman bridge, went through Philly, and started the long drive the Buffalo.

Maya called at 10am and said that her boss called and asked if she could go in at noon even though she doesn't normally work on Fridays. Since I wasn't there anyway, she decided to go in. I told her to have fun with the dogs and I would talk to her later.

I pulled into Buffalo just before 3 and went directly to the clients offices. By 5:30 I was done and was trying to decide where to go for dinner. I know when you're in Buffalo you're supposed to go to one of the places famous for wings, but I'm not really a wings guy.

I hit a small pub in the city and had a great meal and headed to the hotel room I had reserved. By 8:30 I was in my room and exhausted. I took a quick shower and was ready to hit the sack. I called Maya, but the call went to voicemail. "Hey, Sweetness, sorry I missed you. I'm in the hotel room now and about to hit the sack. I plan to be up and on the road really early, and hopefully home by twelve-ish. See ya then. I love you" My head hit the pillow and i was out like a light.

Being asleep by 8:30 meant I was up by 3:30. I was up and dressed and walking out to my truck by 4. I saw a text from Maya that she had sent at 11 the previous night. "Sory I misssed ur call. I was by the fre and dnt her it. Pls driv careful ". Apparently she had partaken of some alcoholic beverages before sending the text. I didn't bother responding, I figured I would call her a little later.

The good thing about starting at 4 is that there is virtually no traffic and all the cops are "catching up on paperwork" in quiet, hidden places.

After driving for a while I stopped in Danville to fuel up and grab a bite. I was back on the road in about 20 minutes and making great time. At 9:00 I called Maya and she answered on the 4th ring. "Umm...hello?"

I started laughing. "Maya? You OK? Did I wake you up?"

"Umm....yeah. I was up really late. I had a couple friends over last night and had a fire in the pit."

"OK, look, I was able to get up really early and I'm making good time. I should be home by 11." That seemed to wake her up.

"Oh...OK. I'll have the place cleaned up by then."

I laughed a little and said, "how cleaned up does it need to get, I was gone for one day?"

"No, there isn't much. I just need to straighten up, that's all. It's mostly stuff in the back yard."

"Whatever, I'll see you around 11, I love you."

"I love you too, David. Please drive carefully,OK? I'll see you when you get here."

"OK, Sweetheart, I'll see you soon."

I pushed the 'phone disconnect' button on the steering wheel and 'Sweet Home Alabama' started coming through the speakers. I accelerated up to 80 and settled back in the seat.

A little before 11 I pulled into our driveway and turned off the truck. I got out and stretched and grabbed my duffle bag. I went into the house and loudly proclaimed, "Maya, your Lord and Master has returned."

"I'm in the kitchen."

"Exactly where you should be," I joked. "Would you happen to be barefoot? Pregnant?"

"You're such and ass. You know you clean the kitchen more than I do."

"I will never admit such a thing to anyone who does not live here!"

"Whatever. Hungry? Want to go grab something to eat?"

"Sure, what do you want to do?"

"Let's pick up a couple hoagies at Wawa and head over to Lake Alcyon."

"Umm...OK. You know that used to be a superfund site, right?"

"Stop it. You know it's been cleaned up for years. If you start growing a thumb out of your forehead, I'll just cut it off."

We had a really nice lunch by the lake. I told Maya I ran into Luke in the diner with his father and little sister and she wanted to know pretty much every word we said. We fed the ducks with bread from our hoagies then walked down Main Street, Pitman for a while. We basically spent the day together just hanging out with each other. Running errands, grocery shopping, and enjoying each other's company. It was really nice.

We got home around 7pm and put away all the stuff we bought and plopped down on the couch. I laid my head back and said, "man, I'm freaking exhausted!"

"How about a beer and some frozen pizza?

"That sounds great. I'll find something mindless on tv, 'cause I don't think I'll be up long tonight."

Sure enough, by 8:30 I was trudging up to our bedroom. I undressed, went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, then went back into the bedroom and climbed into bed.

I crawled into my side of the bed and rolled over onto my left side toward the center. I pulled the comforter and top sheet up to my chin, then closed my eyes. I laid there for about 5 seconds then realized what I had seen. My eyes popped open. What I was looking at just didn't make sense. I was only gone one day.

I was now wide awake. I pulled on a pair of pajama bottoms and went downstairs. Maya was watching tv but didn't see me as her back was to me. I went into the laundry room and there it was, the dark blue bottom sheet. Right there in the laundry chute.

There weren't many reasons to change a sheet after one day. Maya had obviously been the one to change it, because the one on the bed was the wrong color. Color blind Maya had changed out the blue one with a green one. I stood there looking at the sheet and thinking about Luke telling me to drive safely to Buffalo.

I didn't really want to touch the sheet, but I carefully pulled it out and grabbed a t shirt from the floor. I balled up the sheet and put it into the t shirt and threw it on the floor between the washer and the wall, where it wouldn't be seen. I went back upstairs and grabbed another clean sheet. I shook it out and threw it down the laundry chute so she would think that was the dirty one.

I really didn't know what I was going to do with the dirty one. it's not like I was going to send it out to be analyzed. I just felt like I should keep it since she had tried to hide it.

I climbed back into bed and again started thinking about fucking Luke telling me to drive safely to Buffalo. I was praying that his departure to Germany would be delayed for a few days so I could get with him.

After about an hour of laying there and trying to figure out how I could maim Luke without going to prison, Maya came into the room. I pretended to be asleep with my back to her. She snuggled up against my back and I felt her kiss my shoulder and eventually fall asleep.

I don't know how much longer I laid there awake, but I woke up at 8am and I could hear the shower running. A morning shower usually meant that she could be coming back to bed for a morning quicky, and I really didn't feel like it. I got out of bed and grabbed a pair of running shorts, a t-shirt, and a pair of socks. By the time Maya came downstairs, I had my sneakers on.

Maya came down dressed and said, "hey, Dog Shop called and asked if I could come in for a few hours. You don't mind, do you?"

"Nope, knock yourself out." I know my voice had a flatness to it.

She looked at me a little funny and said, "You sure? I could call them back and tell them I can't make it. If you have some plans for us I can stay here."

"Nope, go ahead and go."

"David, is everything OK?"

"Yep, do what you need to do."

"OK, I should be back around 12 or 1."

"OK, have fun with the dogs."

"OK, I'm gonna throw some laundry in, then take off."

"See you when you get back."

"OK, I love you David."

"I love you too."

Maya went and threw what she thought was the dirty sheet into the washing machine with a few other things, then left for the kennel. I changed into jeans, then jumped into my truck and headed to Lukes' parents house.

When I walked up to the front door and rang the bell, Lukes' younger sister, Claire, answered and gave me a huge smile. "Dave! How are you? Twice in three days? You stalking me?"

"Hi Claire. Umm...no. As much as I would like to, I'm not stalking you. Is Luke around?"

"Nope, he left yesterday morning for Germany. Kinda surprised you're here to see him, though. I thought you guys didn't like each other."

"Well, umm...Claire, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Sure, what's in it for me?"

"What do you mean? What do you want?"

"Well, if you ever split up with Maya, you have to make sure I'll be the first one you ask out," she said with a smile.