That was it! - Sex Stories

That was it!

... mistake?"

My head hurt so much I put it in my hands and started with all the things I thought of before I got too paralytic to even think. "It started about three years ago. She checked out of our marriage, her words, not mine." I thought about it, how much do I tell Julie? Bugger it. She's our friend, let her decide. "One night before Christmas I wanted to get intimate, and she just said. 'If you must' and just laid there. After that I stopped trying. Then there was the New Year's Eve fiasco. I don't think she was as innocent as she made out. Hindsight is an exact science. Leaving me outside for 12 minutes, whilst she danced with Richard. Then losing all this weight, new clothes, sexy stuff. She worked out that Richard liked bigger older women and if she could get me on side, she could get a pop at Richard. It was all a ploy. She admitted she fancied him. And she had the chance, she just didn't think his mates would follow him and put it on Facebook. I think she planned all this from the start."

"Dave, she loves you, she wouldn't do that to you. Things just got out of hand, that's all."

"I'm sorry Julie, you've been a good friend to us for the last twelve years or so, but this time it's too much, even if it was innocent. I don't think it was, she had sex with another man and that's me out of this marriage. And I bet his Grandparents aren't dead."

She looked across my shoulder at nothing in particular. "No, they are both alive and well and living in Spain. It ...

... came out as part of the investigation."

We sat there in silence for a while, then Julie asked. "Can I get some more of her clothes?"

"Help yourself, take it all. She's not coming back."

"Aren't you going to ask where she is?"

"Nope, don't care, I just hope she's not a burden on you."

"She's going to her parents. My place is too small for two people."

I went and found Julie some suitcases. She went into our bedroom and I helped her pack Ellie's clothes, take them downstairs and put them in the back of her car. "There really is no chance is there?" she asked.

"I am pretty certain she planned this from the word go, she made a mistake of leaving Richard out of the planning. If they had got together and she told him what she planned, they could have got away with it, and I'd have been none the wiser.

"Look Julie, I've not got many years left on this earth and I intend to enjoy them, not worrying about what she's doing or who she's with or some other young 'Richard' who has a fetish for old fat women. No, I'm done. Maybe I'll find a widow or divorcee who will be happy to keep my bed warm at night."

We put the suitcases into her car and she looked at me and said, "I've left my handbag indoors, can we go and fetch it?" Not the handbag ploy.

I followed her in, I was in the hallway just inside the house and she came back to me. "I'm sorry this has happened. I feel really sorry for you. I had no idea she was going to do this. I warned her what would happen if ...