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Zeb_Carter (c) 2018
Karen
Karen walked down the steps to the sidewalk in front of her house, bent over and picked up the paper. A whistle startled her as she stood up and spun toward the noise. She smiled shyly at her neighbor Jim as he smiled, ogling her. Karen grabbed her yellow sundress and curtsied to Jim. He had been after her ever since she and Bill had divorced three months ago. Karen was hesitant to get involved so soon after Bill's departure. She was also hesitant to get involved with a married man. She especially did not want to become a home wrecker like that little tramp Michelle.
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Michelle had been her best friend in the world until the day she came home from work early and found her in bed with Bill. She stood in the bedroom doorway watching as Michelle slid up and down Bill's lovely cock. The noises they made, even now, as she walked up the walk to go back in the house, aroused her. Yet the thought of her husband giving and receiving pleasure from someone other than her caused an anger to rise in her mind she had never felt before.
Screaming at the top of her lungs, she had attacked Michelle, tooth, and nail. By the time Bill had pulled her off the naked female, Michelle was covered in scratches and bite marks, cowering in the corner of the room. As Bill dragged Karen off Michelle, Karan kicked her as hard as she could, her foot landing a hard blow to Michelle's ribs. Crying out in pain Michelle just lay there as Bill tossed Karen onto the bed. Karen was screaming at Bill and Michelle as she rolled across the bed and came up swinging at her husband. Bill backhanded Karen who fell to the floor her head ringing. Karen, shocked, sat there glaring at Bill as he helped Michelle up from the floor. He gently sat her on the bed and collected her clothes. Climbing to her feet Karen stepped back watching them both.
"Get out. Both of you. And don't you ever talked to me again Michelle. Bill, my lawyer will call you about our divorce."
"What? Divorce? Are you crazy?"
"Karen, don't, it wasn't what you thought..."
"Shut up bitch, just shut the fuck up. Get your clothes on, get out, and stay out. Bill, get dressed and go with her. I don't want to talk about this, I just want you gone."
"But darling, you don't mean that..."
"Shut up Bill and get out," Karen screamed.
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That was four months ago and ever since Jim has been trying to get in her pants. She giggled to herself as the door closed behind her. She tossed the paper on the coffee table in the living room and continued to the kitchen. She sat down at the kitchen table just as the doorbell rang.
"Damn that Jim, doesn't he understand the word 'No'?" Karen muttered under her breath as she rose from her chair.
When she opened the door ready to tell Jim off, she was surprised to find Michelle standing there looking at her with the eyes of a scared deer caught in headlights.
"What the fuck do you want?" Karen calmly asked.
"I...I just thought we might talk, so I could apologize to you. Look, it was all my fault..."
"Shut the fuck up, bitch..."
"Karen, please, I need to tell you..."
"Well, I don't need you to tell me..."
"Then why haven't you closed the door in my face?"
That question stunned Karen to silence. She stood there looking at the woman who was her best friend in the whole world. Wondering, wondering why this woman had betrayed her trust. Standing aside, she waved Michelle inside. Karen followed Michelle to the kitchen where Michelle sat at the table and waited. Karen stood at the counter thinking.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No thank you, I'm fine."
Karen opened the fridge and grabbed two bottles of water from the shelf. She walked to the table and gently place one in front of Michelle, then sat across the table from her, waiting, opening her bottle and taking a long drink.
"I truly am sorry for what happened, Karen...no just hear me out, please. I didn't mean to betray your trust. It was certainly not meant to hurt you."
"Then why did you do it?"
"I will try to explain as best as I can. It all started about a year before you divorced Bill when Geoff started to insist that I...I sleep...sleep around."
"What?"
"You heard right. My loving husband, Geoff, wanted me to fuck other men, then come home and tell him about it, while he fucked me before I cleaned up."
"What?"
Michelle just looked at Karen while she absorbed what she had just heard. Opening her bottle of water, Michelle took a sip and gently set it back down in front of her.
"So anyway, Bill and I got to talking, over that last month, before we got together. When he heard my story he said that you and he were into the same thing."
Karen's eyes popped at that revelation. Michelle just nodded at her.
"I figured he was lying to me, but after almost a year of fucking other men for Geoff, I just jumped into bed with him. I have no excuse as to why I did it, just the story I have told you. If you want you can talk with Geoff about what he has had me do?"
Karen took another swig from her water bottle while she thought, then she placed the bottle down to the side, she reached across the table and slapped Michelle as hard as she could. Michelle's head snapped around from the force of the blow. As she turned back to look at Karen the other hand hit her on the other cheek. Karen was then at her side and holding her in her arms as the ringing in her ears subsided.
Michelle wrapped her arms around her best friend in the world and started to cry. Karen was crying too. They held each other for a long time. Then Michelle pushed Karen's head back and kissed her. Karen jumped a little from shock, but then kissed Michelle back for just a second. Pulling away Karen went back around the table and sat down.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why does Geoff want you to...you know?"
"Ah, that why. I'm not quite sure how to explain that."
"What about you Michelle, why did you do it?"
"I can tell you that part. First, don't get me wrong, I love Geoff more than I love anyone in the world, except maybe you. Second, once I thought about what he wanted me to do I found it very exciting, very, very exciting. So, I did it because I love my husband and it makes me hot and when I get home Geoff can't wait to slip his hard cock into me which I love more than anything."
"Michelle, I don't know what to say, really. Although, what I have heard Bill call guys like Geoff is not pleasant."
"What? Cuckold? Wimp? He's heard them all and doesn't care."