Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
She was the kid sister of one of my son’s best friends, is the way I saw her. Our families weren’t exactly close outside of that because Jolene and Marly never got along. I didn’t know until lately that it was because Preston still had a crush on my wife, something I thought was long gone since high school.
Anyway, I saw Anne as little more than a child at first, but then things started changing about the third or fourth week she was here. I don’t even remember how it happened; it was so subtle. We were joking and laughing in the office, the only ones there since everyone else had gone for the day, and Anne was just there finishing up some stuff.
I don’t recall who kissed who first or what led up to that first contact, but I remember the electricity that ran through my body at the time. That feeling of coming alive still lingered days after. And the sex was like reliving my youth all over again. A tight young body that hadn’t had kids and bore no wear and tear from life.
It was a heady feeling those first few weeks, especially when no one else knew what was going on. I looked forward to coming to work more than I had in quite some time, but I was sure to keep my excitement contained, especially at home, because I wasn’t sure what I wanted at that time.
There were days I felt guilty and days when I felt like I hated Jolene for existing and being in the way of my happiness. Some days, I imagined life without Jolene, and that wasn’t too pleasing either. So, then I thought, why not have both?
No one had to know about the affair, and I could carry on having the best of both worlds. A wife who loved and adored me, who had given me kids and a home that any man could be proud of, and a new hot lover on the side who only wanted to have mind-blowing sex with me.
But somehow, things didn’t turn out that way. For one, Jolene seemed to find out about the affair long before I knew that she did, so that when I was forced to ask for a divorce, she just agreed. I hadn’t even meant it then, even though Anne was in my ear begging me to leave my wife and family.
I thought I had things pretty much under control by then and was more than capable of stringing them both along for as long as I wanted. By then, I’d come to realize that I still had feelings for Jolene, granted it wasn’t the fiery passion I’d felt for her when we were teens, but there was still something deep and abiding there that I didn’t want to lose.
Sex with my wife was still amazing as well when I compared the two, just different. With Jolene, my heart and emotions were always tied up in everything we did together, while with Anne, there was nothing but physical lust that burned hot and had become very addictive.
When I first started hearing the whispers, my only thought was keeping them away from my wife, but then she started acting strange, and I suspected that she knew or suspected something. But when I asked for a divorce, and she just agreed, that was the shock of a lifetime.
I never expected it; I expected her to fight for us, at the very least. The woman I know is very family-oriented, not to mention forgiving, loving, and kind. I thought asking for the divorce would jolt her out of whatever headspace she was in and show her that her behavior was leading us down the wrong path, but her ready acceptance threw a wrench in the works, and I haven’t been able to recover since.
I play golf with the judge most weekends and was able to buy myself some time, but if word gets out about that, we’d both be in trouble, and time is running out with no let-up in sight. Jolene has dug her heels in and refuses to budge an inch, and my whole world is burning down around me.
My kids stopped accepting my calls, and now my own father seems to have turned on me. The only one still on my side is Mom, but it’s always been that way. She’s always been my biggest advocate, and she hates Jolene, so there is that.
I don’t want anyone to misunderstand. I like Anne fine; I have no regrets about what we have, it’s just…. I thought I could have them both. That would’ve been best for everyone. Like I said before, some men do it, and it works out fine for everyone, so why couldn’t it happen for me?
Is what Sheila said the other day right? Is Jolene relying on her future inheritance, and that’s why she finds it so easy to throw me away? But that doesn’t make sense. She’s always known she stood to inherit because she’s their only grandchild, and she always had a better relationship with them than they did with her mom.