The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth - Sex Stories

The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth

... was clear she needed to hear them and his reassurances again.

"The only thing that will scupper those plans and make us play hardball for longer is if he wants equal custody. I will tolerate him picking up the kids once or twice a month, but I want them to look upon me as a father figure and my house as their home, not somewhere to live for the week. When they see what I can buy them, I'm sure they'll love it."

"I don't know, Pete, he lives for those kids. He'll be devastated. Maybe we should..."

"No, Jane. We've been through all this. It was part of the deal, remember? He'll be so hamstrung, that in the end, he will grasp at any straw we throw him."

Jane still looked very downcast, so Peter threw in the reserves.

"Look, Jane. Dave will be upset for a month or so, then, when he realises its business as normal again, and he can see his kids, he'll bounce back. Meanwhile, you'll be treated like you deserve. The friends of mine you've met love you, and the rest will as well. I'm sure my kids will adopt you, and even if they don't, they're grown up now. Your friends will swallow the story that you and Dave fell out of love, and for those that don't, we can always hint that Dave fooled around on you. It's all covered."

They held each other until it was time to shower and face the children when they returned from school. To distract themselves, they talked about where they'd met, a mere year and a half prior. Peter was a benefactor and member of the board of the ...

... museum where Jane worked as a tour guide. For Peter it was love at first sight and, being able to afford anything he wanted, just had to have her.

Once the children returned from school and were seated, Peter did most of the talking. To say the children took it badly was an understatement. The story of falling out of love didn't really wash, and they demanded to see their father, not fully understanding the concept of the restraining order. Chloe, at thirteen and the youngest, kept asking what her father had done wrong. The only way Jane mentally got through it was to look around at her humble home, then imagine the widower's sixteen-room mansion on its two acres of manicured gardens that she'd be moving to shortly.

They remained seated in the lounge after the children had stormed off to their rooms. Jane winced when a text arrived to say that Dave's plane had landed. Relieved when the text came from the lawyers to say the papers had been served, they sat quietly as the time came and went for Dave to show up if he was going to ignore the restraining order. They were just beginning to relax, especially Jane, when the sound of jangling keys followed almost instantly by thunderous knocking at the door made them both jolt. They concluded Dave must have stopped to read the papers thoroughly and knew he was in violation of the order.

The knocking ceased and Jane held her breath, hoping the worst was over. After a short silence, his frantic yells demanding to see his kids ...