The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth - Sex Stories

The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth

... whose only failing had been to be pressured into starting a business at exactly the wrong economic time.

Jane's thoughts were too painful to remember. She continued to stare until a large, rough looking man went up to the bench Dave was on. Words were exchanged, and Dave picked up his bottle and belongings and shuffled to the top entrance before disappearing. Jane sat a while longer until she had the strength to move, then walked home in a daze.

She was sitting silently when the children came home. They ignored her as they'd done for weeks now. She was still sitting at the kitchen table when Peter came home. He stopped, looking around the room, noting the absence of signs of dinner being prepped. Normally, he'd only have time to change into casual clothes before it was served. Jane's devastation was written across her features like a neon sign. Peter did the only thing he could think of - he wrapped her in his arms and gently asked what was going on. Jane broke down and it was twenty minutes or more before he had enough of the story to make sense.

He re-doubled his hugs, doing what he knew Jane, or any woman for that matter, would expect, but inside was triumphant. As a competitive businessman, he didn't just want his opposition to suffer; he wanted them to haemorrhage. Besides, for him, his ideal scenario for Jane and her children was to never have any contact with the ex ever again. Things were turning out better than he hoped. If Jane came to accept her husband ...

... as a loser now, then the idea that he'd always been a loser became much more believable, an easier step to take.

Peter ordered take-out to feed the children, then took Jane to bed to console her. When she stopped sniffling, he fell asleep after a busy day. Jane, however, had a sleepless night. The internal arguments swung wildly. Her conscience thought she should abandon her plans of a comfortable life with Peter and take Dave back. That would make her feel better in the short term and gain her the kid's forgiveness. But what were the odds of Dave fully forgiving her? Even an attempt to reconcile with Dave, though, would burn the bridge with Peter, and she had her heart set on a life of luxury. She'd known Dave would be hurt but had no inkling it would cause the devastation she'd witnessed today..., yesterday..., whatever.

Despite the risks, the loss of her dream life, she was stealing herself to back out of her plan, until the evil hour of 3:00 a.m., or thereabouts. That's when the subliminal messages from Peter started working their evil magic. How strong was David when he never lifted a finger to fight for her? He fell at the first fence. Gave up totally. Did less to defend himself and his family than a sloth would have. Thoughts of Dave already being mentally exhausted after five years of long hours, fighting for his business before having to deal with the napalm attack of his wife betraying him in the cruellest way, tried to get through to her, but were beaten back ...