My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4 - Sex Stories

My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4

CHAPTER 7 I had planned to be rid of Sheila, but it was not to be. Nan and I were watching a football game one Sunday evening when the phone rang. I could tell from the Caller ID that it was the police. “Evening Tom—Sergeant Perkins here; we have your wife in custody for DUI. She was picked up on Main weaving all across the road. Want to come down and bail her out?” I was on a first-name basis with a lot of cops. I had convinced Mary Ann to donate thousands of dollars of electrical equipment to the Police Athletic League when they wanted to renovate an old warehouse, turning it into a gym and classrooms for our town’s kids. I had personally inspected the premises with the cops and made suggestions as to what would work out best. They changed a community eyesore into a marvelous facility that served hundreds of kids every year. “There have been a lot of changes in my life since we last spoke, Jim. Sheila and I will be divorced soon. She no longer lives here and she’s no longer a part of my life. I’ll come and get her tomorrow morning, but only because that’s what my new fiancé would want. Let her cool her heels overnight. It’ll be good for her.” We spoke for a few minutes longer, basically about the allegations against my soon to be former wife. He said he’d leave a note of explanation for the day sergeant. I ended the call and returned my attentions to Nan. “I’m glad you’re doing this, Tom. I think it’s the right thing to do. I also think we should go to bed. You’re going to ...

... get up early to take care of her.” She turned off the TV, pulling me behind her to the bedroom. We cuddled in our new queen-sized bed with Nan spooning in front of me, her tight little butt pressing against my cock. As though she could read my mind she turned and whispered, “Not tonight, darling—we need to sleep. However, tomorrow….” She kissed me and placed my hand on her breast. We’d slept naked our first night together and had never seen any reason to change. I loved the sensation of her soft smooth skin against mine. We were up at six, showered by 6:15 and finished eating a light breakfast by 6:45. I left Nan to clean up the dishes and make the bed, chores I normally shared while I drove to the police station to bail out my wife. I was shocked when I first saw Sheila. Her clothes were filthy and her hair was a mess with something grimy clotted in it. I stood by silently while her possessions were returned to her. Taking her arm I led her out to the street. “Since when have you been drinking? You never drank when we were together. You’re lucky you didn’t kill someone.” “Please don’t lecture me, Tom. I don’t need a lecture.” “Apparently you do. Look at you; you’re a mess. Where are you living? You need a shower and change of clothes before you go to work.” She directed me to a nearby boarding house. I guessed that most, if not all, of the other residents were students at one of the nearby universities. I waited in the car so I could drive her to work. I gave her cab fare so ...