“She never would have opened herself up so completely, physically or emotionally, if she'd known he'd continue to play with other women. Hadn't he promised her he wouldn't do that?No Alice, she scolded herself once she was belted into her car, he told you the very first night that he sometimes played with experienced subs. He never said he'd stop because you were now his sub.Alice made it onto the freeway before she completely broke down into tears. Were all men unfaithful? Had she been naïv...e to leave her husband when no man could be trusted? No, she refused to believe that. She knew men who would never cheat on their wives. Some of her best friends were married to them, plus she was sure her father had never cheated on her mother. She wasn't Victor's wife, though. He owed her nothing.By now she was crying so hard that she couldn't see to drive. She pulled off the freeway, into a gas station, and sat there sobbing. She wanted to call someone. She reached for her phone. Katt would still be up. She dialed her number, but Katt didn't pick up. She couldn't go home like this and face her mother. Her married girlfriends? They barely talked to her anymore. Ray? With shaking fingers she dialed his number, and as soon as she heard his voice she started crying harder. Ray asked her where she was and told her that he would come get her.Within a half-hour, she was sitting in her old living room, crying on Ray's shoulder. It was late on Saturday night, and he'd been home alone, just as he'd said he would be. Ray kissed away her tears and tried to get her to tell him what was wrong. She refused to tell him anything, though. Before she knew it, they were naked, and he was on top of her. She stopped crying as he entered her with his usual vigor and complete lack of finesse. Alice held him to her and enjoyed the ride for what it was. Afterwards he helped her to bed and she fell asleep, back in her old room in her old house, feeling comforted.She woke up to the sun coming in through the blinds. She sat up and looked around, instantly regretting what she'd done. Then she remembered Victor's betrayal. She got up and took a shower and redressed. Now she'd have to do the walk of shame home. She could only imagine what her mother would have to say this time.When she came downstairs, she could smell bacon and coffee. She thought about just sneaking out and running for it, but then she heard Ray rustling around in the kitchen, and curiosity overcame her. She peeked inside. Was he … cooking? She couldn't believe it; the man would occasionally show off at the grill during a party, but he had always left the bulk of the cooking to her.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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