So here is the unofficial sequel to Spector_Dugan's three-part, dark masterpiece "LIKE THE DEVIL WITH A DEAL". If you haven't read that first I suggest you do so as it will make everything in this story make a lot more sense.
As such the characters in this story are extensions of the characters created by Spector_Dugan and as such this is a completely unofficial follow-up un-endorsed by Spector_Dugan himself, so if you don't like this story and you feel it ruins the original then it is all my fault.
Also I would like to thank Spector for his superb assistance and support in making this story possible, without his encouragement I would not have been able to finish this in the short time I have. All the active participants in this story are over 18 years of age and as they are fictional most of them know what they are getting into.
That said, let's get into it. Enjoy.
Part 1 - "Fancy seeing you here."
September
"Andrew," Kate said. We'd come to this now. My stunningly beautiful ex-wife was now calling me by my full name. Of course there was always a chance we'd bump into each other at the same place, in this case entering a restaurant, after all, that's life, but it had been three years since that night of debauchery with Brian and Vanessa and a full year since the split, one would think I would be over it, but I wasn't. The fissure between us was a wound that still hadn't closed, and seeing her looking more incredible than ever brought all of that back.
"Andy, who's this?" asked Nikki. I looked around and remembered my own pretty girlfriend standing next to me as she nodded her head towards Kate, her light brown frizzy hair bouncing all over the place.
"Oh, sorry. Nikki, this is Kate. Kate, this is Nikki," I replied as they gently shook hands, Nikki smiling enthusiastically and Kate smiling with slightly more reserve, as was her way. Kate was wearing a floral dress that buttoned-up the front and it was hard not to remember how good she looked with those buttons undone, her perfect cleavage showing, her dark luscious hair, her tan legs and all the way back up top, those alluring eyes, those eyes, those fuck-me eyes. The amount of times I'd seen her like that and pulled her to me with that open dress and kissed her hard. I'd move my hands to that right breast and squeeze and feel her tongue slide into my mouth while her hands would go to my belt, pulling them open to get to her prize. She'd slip them down and then turn and bend to get her treat. I'd lift her dress up and stroke that tight ass of hers and rub my cock up and down her snatch and then...
"Nice to meet you, Nikki. This is Troy," Kate replied, destroying my daydream of fucking her against the kitchen work tops.
"I've heard a lot about you!" Troy said, extending his hand to reach out for mine.
"Really?" I replied, smiling nervously. I gave a sly glance to Kate who shook her head gently while brushing her hair back. Whatever secrets may have lurked between us over what happened three years ago were clearly our secrets still.
"Yeah, she speaks about you all the time, thankfully I'm not the jealous type," Troy laughed in a friendly manner. I knew he didn't mean anything by it but the words "Jealous type" felt like a gut-punch. Jealousy and resentment had ripped Kate and I apart. We'd tried for months to save our marriage but we kept coming back to the same arguments and bitterness over our own stupid decisions on a night that we both agreed should never have happened. We'd managed to get home in silence and Kate on the morning-after pill, she'd decided it was that or have an abortion and she didn't want it to get to that stage. Kate risked her life to avoid an unwanted pregnancy and save our marriage and whilst she was successful with the former we weren't with the latter. But that wasn't the worst of it, although Kate was safe, Tara, Kate's sister, wasn't.
Only three weeks later she announced to everyone she was pregnant. This made any events where Tara and her other half, Jesse, attended incredibly awkward. I would be wondering if their child (Jesse Junior, cute right) was mine and Jesse would be looking at Kate and I with this smug, self-satisfied grin that spoke volumes about how much he enjoyed fucking her that night. Every time I'd see him I'd have to fight back the urge to punch him repeatedly in the face. It was fair to say that between Jessie and Tara, who duped us into swapping with them, and Brian and Vanessa, the two people who invited us to their stupid party, were the four people I blamed most for the demise of our marriage, with Kate being the last of the people I held a grudge against, even though she was as much a victim as I was.
This more than anything is what broke me up, this perfect woman that I considered myself lucky to be with, this woman that I shared so much of myself with and agreed with on most things was now gone due to the efforts of these people.
"Well, enjoy your meal," Nikki said, smiling sweetly as she did, her features bright and cheery, her coffee-coloured skin seeming to shimmer between the warm light inside and the sundown outside.
"We will," said Troy, and they both turned and walked away...and that was that. Kate was gone. Maybe I'd see her again before leaving, maybe not. Nikki and I had gone out to celebrate our three month anniversary but right now I really didn't feel like celebrating anything.
"Aw, she seems really nice!" Nikki stated as we waited to be seated. Nikki was wonderful and after the split I became that walking cliche of guys in their thirties trying to date young girls in their twenties. Nikki was twenty-six and a perky, little pixie. Even now she was being a darling over my ex, but she was like that. She was always a ray of sunshine wherever we were. During our first date we'd got caught out in a surprise summer shower and as we hid under a tree, she was just standing there laughing, drenched to the skin. It seemed like the warm weather was still with me wherever I was with her, even though when Nikki and I first met, she initially rebuffed me due to a misunderstanding over what she thought I wanted.
"Any plans for me?" I asked the pretty, new receptionist. She looked at me with a pitying expression as she waved her huge head of hair.
"I have a boyfriend," She said with a sympathetic smile. I just laughed at her and then noticed her name badge.
"Er...no, Nikki, is it? My name's Andy. I believe you're keeping some plans in reception that I'm meant to be collecting," I chuckled. Nikki looked mortified at her error, placing her hands over her mouth. I couldn't stop laughing at this point and had my head on reception in tears.
"I am so sorry, it's my first day," Nikki apologised as my laughter got the better of me and I was now completely lost in hysterics.
"It's okay, and don't worry, I'm not the kind of guy that just randomly asks women I've never met out on dates. It's not my style," I replied while she searched around reception for the plans.
