That was it! - Sex Stories

That was it!

... to her. "If you think I am going to take one more second of the humiliation of seeing my wife of 40 years dance with some bloke younger than our son, get ignored for the rest of the night, you have got another thing coming. And it was him you gave a New Years kiss to not your Husband, and in front of all your work people. I will be humiliated no longer. Now fuck off to your boyfriend, I've got to try to get in here."

She jumped aback at my use of the 'F' word. I rarely used builders' yard language at home.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think."

"No, you haven't for ages. Well, only about yourself." I saw that that hurt her. The truth does.

"I'll get my handbag." With that she went back inside.

Julie made her way to me. She gave me a hug. She pushed me back, looked at me and said. "Don't worry, they can't do anything, there is a moral behaviours clause. If they do anything they will both lose their jobs."

"That didn't stop the humiliation."

She looked sad. I looked at my watch, how long does it take to fetch a handbag?

Julie said. "Give me your car keys and I'll get your car out. Ellie couldn't get in there anyway, but I can slide across. I've always wanted to drive of this beauty." She held her hand out, I dropped them into it.

Julie opened the passenger door and slid across the car to the driver's seat. She started the engine, it sounded good. She moved it out in front of the main doors.

It was now over ten minutes, how long does it take for her to pick ...

... up her handbag?

It was 12 minutes before she got back. Jullie was standing next me looking worried.

"Where have you been? It doesn't take 12 minutes to pick up your handbag."

"I had to say goodbye to Richard."

"It doesn't take 12 minutes to say the word 'Goodbye.' What else were you doing?"

"Just a quick dance that's all."

"Most songs last three to four minutes. WHAT else did you do?"

"His favourite Grandad just died, and his girlfriend has dumped him. It was just a few dances to say goodbye."

"So, you left your husband outside at half past midnight on New Year's Day in the freezing cold to dance with your boyfriend. It was also enough time for a quickie in the bogs. That's a fucking good start to my year."

"How can you say that? I would never cheat on you. He's not my boyfriend. I'm sorry, but I was worried about him. I'm sorry."

"But obviously not worried about your husband of 40 years hobbling around on a walking stick outside in the cold. Get in the car and take me home or fuck off inside to your boyfriend and I'll manage."

I went to open the door. I must have winced. Julie got to the handle first and opened the door. As I got in Julie whispered. "I am sure nothing happened, but I will check. I'll pop round Tuesday after work"

Ellie started driving home. "Sorry sweetheart. He was upset. I was just consoling him, and I got carried away. I didn't forget you."

"Yes, you did. You spoke to me 5 times all night, yet you waved your fat arse ...