Daisy - Sex Stories

Daisy

... eyes! You cheating bastard! You make me feel guilty for sacrificing to change our lives for the better and all the while you cheating on me with some fleabag ho! If you didn’t want me to do it, why did you sign the damn contract! Why hurt me like this? You said you loved me!”

“Wait a minute. How did you see it?”

“I can’t believe you’d do this to us.” She paced.

“Answer me damn it! How…” Pete stopped. “Mr. Keane showed you, didn’t he?”

“Cheating on me with that skank-ho bitch!”

“Answer me!”

She stopped and glared at him. “What?”

“Aiden Keane showed you that set-up and you fell for it.”

“He owns the place you went to.”

“And you think that was a coincidence? I know he owns that place. And that skank-ho you threw out of here, she works for him. You met her, remember? Down in the casino lobby? At the bar!”

Daisy frowned. She looked to the door then to Pete.

Pete nodded. “That’s right, she works for him, Daisy! He sent her to me. Had her take me there and get me liquored up. Then he turned on the monitor.”

Daisy shook her head. “No. He didn’t do that.”

“How the fuck do you explain it! I was lured into that room just at the moment you are standing before the screen. If you had finished watching that little performance you would have seen that I walked out. I could never cheat on you. I love you. LOVE YOU!!!”

Daisy stepped back against the wall.

Pete glared at her. “Your turn. Tell me how much you love me. Tell me what happened with ...

... you and Aiden Keane.”

Daisy’s eyes flittered around the room and Pete felt his chest swell. “You did it didn’t you? You slept with him.”

“I thought… I tried to call.”

“Where did you go?”

“He… when you left he wanted me to see the helicopter. I…”

“We agreed you wouldn’t leave.” Pete said, his voice hollow.

Daisy’s head spun. Her chest felt like it had caved in. She knew Pete. He wasn’t lying to her. He didn’t cheat on her: he couldn’t have. It wasn’t who he was.

“Why did you leave with him?” Pete shouted.

She shook her head and tears dropped on her cheeks. “He said we would just go to the Grand Canyon and back. And then we went to breakfast. He wanted me to wear a dress and… and… and he wanted me to see his boat… I tried to call here. The hotel, but you weren’t here! It was happening so fast, Pete. It really was. And then he showed me… I mean, I didn’t know she worked for him… I was so hurt and confused. And he just, I don’t know. It just happened.”

Pete dropped to the bed. She went and sat on the wet mattress next to him. “It’s over. It’s over with and we can just go. Let’s just go. Let’s just get the money and go.”

“I got a question,” he said, staring down at the floor.

“Pete, please. Let’s just take the money and go.”

“Was it once?”

“Huh?” Daisy drew back.

Pete looked over at her. “How many times?”

“It wasn’t like that.” She flinched. “I don’t remember.”

“How many?”

“Stop it… you agreed… you said I should—”

“HOW MANY, ...