The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth - Sex Stories

The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth

... thoughts of Dave's pain and the fact she'd been the sole cause. Peter had been successful in convincing her that once the custody hearing was complete and all restrictions were lifted, Dave would rejoin society and eventually get over his pain. She half-heartedly tried to convince Peter to relax some of the restrictions, particularly the restraining order, but he was adamant. He wanted everything on his terms.

As arranged, Jane messaged her mother when they were leaving the airport. The kids were at school, so the house was empty when they arrived. Peter had Jane text her parents, asking what flight they were on so he could get them upgraded to business class seats, but a terse 'no' was the only reply.

The one good thing about returning early, Jane realised, was they could attend the neighbourhood party that Friday night. It was a once-a-month tradition attended by all her closest friends. The venue rotated among the dozen or so families involved. This month it was at Sarah and John's place. Sarah was Jane's best friend and had been told the same story her mother and father had. Jane tried ringing her on Wednesday and Thursday, but the calls weren't answered. Finally, on Thursday evening, the night before the party, Jane left a message that she and her new beau would be attending. When Jane went to check for a response Friday morning, she couldn't find her phone. Peter pulled it from a crack in the sofa when he arrived home that night just before rushing off to get ...

... ready for the party and the chore of winning over Jane's friends. If she'd looked at Peter's face during the exchange, she may have deduced that he was hiding something. He'd taken Jane's phone away that day to get his IT people to install some spyware on it.

If Jane had checked the messages on it, she may have been spared the embarrassment to come.

They rushed to Sarah's place, arriving about half an hour after the usual start time. It was only two blocks, but they took Peter's Bentley. He opened the door for Jane, resplendent in her new designer dress. Nothing flash but nonetheless costing the equivalent of the clothing budget for an average family for an entire year. Jane had spent most of the day choosing it and several others with the help of Peter's credit card.

Arm in arm, they strolled past two men having a smoke outside the front door. Neither had been close to Jane and Dave, so Jane merely nodded at them before stepping into the house. As it was a cool evening, the action was in the lounge and kitchen rather than the outside entertainment area. Jane led Peter in only to be greeted by a rapidly expanding silence.

Laughter, hubbub, conversations, and smiles, all stopped in the space of about five seconds. All eyes stared at the new arrivals. John glanced towards the kitchen just as his wife, Sarah, appeared from it. Her easy smile quickly morphed into an expression of annoyance.

Quickly marching over, she hissed, "Didn't you get my text?"

"No, my phone ...