The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth - Sex Stories

The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth

... deserve someone of Jane's quality. Once she'd dumped him, do you know what the fucking no-hoper did? Became a tramp. I'm not kidding. A tramp. Just gave up. I guess the old saying is true. Sloth is the key to poverty." Peter laughed. "Jane's a good girl, though, she didn't go running back to him out of pity, she stuck with me. She knows which side of her bread is buttered. It was kind of amusing though this week. While he was rooting through the bins in a park, looking for his next meal, I was rooting his wife in a five-star resort in Thailand."

Peter's laughter was met with silence. It seemed to expand and finally got through Peter's buzzing brain. He looked around until he spotted Jane standing like a statue, with a look of utter devastation on her face. He sobered up instantly as a replay of his recent words scrolled across his brain.

Jane looked from him to his audience. She saw the increasingly condemning looks, particularly from the women. While some had made compromises to ensure their comfortable existences, none of them had wreaked such devastation doing it. Those that weren't staring at Jane were giving Peter equally sour looks.

Jane turned and bolted. Peter gave chase and dragged her into a cloakroom near the front door. Jane ripped into him along the lines of,you've won, why humiliate the guy even further? She was starting to realise what an insensitive prick her new partner was capable of being; how friendless her immediate future was; and, not for the ...

... first time, thought she may have made an enormous mistake.

Her new 'friends' never did call her.

Peter had to remain for his own damage control but failed to convince Jane to stay. When he was sure he hadn't ruined their relationship, he gave her the keys to his top-of-the-range BMW SUV and promised to meet her on Sunday. They'd agreed for her to bring her children to the mansion to attempt to seduce them with his wealth. He'd arranged for his children to be there as well. Fiona with her husband, Mike, and eight-month-old baby girl, and Brent. Mike was another high-flying business executive and Fiona had chosen to give up her career to be a stay-at-home mum. Getting Brent to attend was a simple matter of asking him to be awake by midday.

CHAPTER 6

Peter was a little non-plussed when Jane and the children arrived in her old station wagon rather than the BMW. Jane looked miserable, and the children were very reluctant to get out of the car. Peter greeted them all and explained to the kids where the pool was. They sauntered off. Peter looked askance at Jane, who buried her head in his shoulder, sobbing. When she quieted down, Peter questioned where the Beamer was.

"Oh, Peter, it was awful. I offered to let Bart drive over here on his L-plates and said that you might buy him one like it for his eighteenth birthday, like you suggested. He... he said, 'He may have bought you, Mother, but it will be a cold day in hell when I let him buy me.' Then he and the others went ...