Reassessing My Life - Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Reassessing My Life - Pt. 1

... this one, and maybe she either just can’t say ‘quit,’ or she’s head over heels about you.”

“Ooorrr?”

Her tongue piercing clicked against her teeth as she thought. “Do you have a prenup with her?”

“Yeah. The details are a little complicated because of the trust, but as of right now, I think she’ll get a few thousand. A little spousal support? Less because she cheated, though.”

“Mmm. Yeah, there could definitely be something there. I’d need to look at it to be sure, though. Do you have a copy of it?”

“Not with me, obviously. At the house, I think.”

Cass smiled. “Well, I guess you’re making me dinner, then.”

Cassandra showed up at six, still dressed in her corporate goth outfit: mostly black with a white shirt, but something subdued enough to pass for the office. Her makeup was similarly understated– for her, at least– and her long black hair was tied in a ponytail to keep it out of the way.

I made dinner only in the sense that I called the Chinese place and put the dishes out. She poured the wine, and we talked over the meal.

“I spoke with Kim today after lunch.” She swirled the wine in her glass. “I don’t think she’s going to give up. I asked why she cheated, and I think she’s kind of compartmentalized it. It was a ‘bad thing’ that she did, but she’s ‘very sorry,’ in her words, and she’s willing to do anything to get you back. She asked me to talk to you about it, of course. I told her we had been talking about the divorce, but I kind of skirted ...

... around the fact that I haven’t exactly been trying to get you two back together.”

I chuckled, but that raised a question in my mind. “Why? Why haven’t you been? She’s your sister.”

Cass took a big gulp of her wine. “Because you deserve better, Jason. Not just the cheating; I honestly don’t know what the hell you ever saw in her.”

“That’s fair, I suppose. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m sure she…” I was about to say that she’d have made a good wife for someone, but she’d cheated on me. Then I almost said that she had good qualities, but other than being hot, socially adept, and fun in bed, I was having trouble listing them.

Cassandra laughed as my mouth opened and closed. “Yeah, my point.” She looked at her glass. “I don’t like saying that. There was a time… honestly, I loved her. I still do, sort of; she’s my sister, y’know? But when she went with Mom after the divorce. I lost a lot of respect for her when she did that, and then it plummeted as I saw that she treated guys like Mom did. Like she just wanted to be Mom’s little Mini-Me.

“And I look at what Mom did to Dad and what Kim tried to do to you, and I just get pissed off. You’re both good men, and neither of you deserved to be cheated on like that. I’m just glad you were able to get out before she really got her hooks into you.”

I gave her a warm smile. “Thanks, Cass. That means a lot. I feel like a real ass for letting it get so far, but… I dunno. She shouldn’t have cheated on me, but we shouldn’t have ...