Debbie examined the shirt collar again with a disgusted smirk on her face. She had enough of Scott's crap. This wasn't the first time she found lipstick on his clothing.
Scott had been coming home late ever other evening from work and he expected her to stay home and wait and be his servant. Wash his cloths, make his dinner, keep the house clean. It was the same old thing day after day and she was tired of Scott lying to her about his affairs with these tramps he has been hanging with after work.
Debbie knew that Scott always depended on her being there when he got home. It didn't matter to him that she accused him of cheating on her, he would just deny it.
They argued for a week when she found a phone number stuck in pocket of his pants. When Debbie called the number, a man answered who happened to be the husband of the woman's name on the note.
Scott yelled at her the next day for calling the number and trying to start trouble. She just didn't get it! Scott gets to screw around and she is supposed to stay at home like a dump housewife and take it.
Debbie threatened Scott so many times with divorce and even told Scott she was going to find a man to screw. Of course, he would never believe her. Scott knew Debbie didn't have the guts to go out and screw someone.
Debbie knew that as well and she loved Scott but she would like to give him something to think about. Maybe if she just went out to a bar or club somewhere and just had a couple drinks and maybe listened to music.
Debbie laughed to herself as she thought about coming home and telling Scott she was out at a bar dancing with other men. He'd be jealous and he might even be mad but at least he would see that she wasn't going to stay here at home any more and act like a little innocent housewife and turn her back to his infidelity.
The next morning Debbie was on her way to the mall to shop for a new dress. Her mind was in deep thought. She told Scott last night that she was going out to buy a new dress. He was curious to know why she needed a new dress.
She didn't give him an answer but made herself perfectly clear that she wasn't going to stay home while he messed around on her any longer. She heard the typical story about how she was imagining these things.
Scott told her to go out and buy the new dress if it made her happy. Scott even went as far as to tell her she could go out if she wanted. Scott said he had to work late this Friday and didn't care if she went out to "See a movie" as he said.
Yeah. Scott would never guess she would walk into a bar or club on her own. If he was going to cheat on her than at least she could go out and have a few drinks and maybe dance with a few guys.
There were so many things missing in their marriage. After six years, Debbie wanted to have children. Scott allowed her to stop taking the pill two years ago but nothing ever happened. Scott finally went to a doctor and they told him he had a low sperm count.
The doctor told him it was possible to conceive a child but he was never home long enough to practice. Debbie tried everything with Scott, wearing sexy lingerie and surprising him late at night when he came home.
Debbie wasn't stupid. She was only turning a blind eye on what was really going on. He was screwing other women and she was in denial. He'd come home drunk and smelling from perfume and liquor and wouldn't have any interest in having sex.
She was going to turn thirty this June and what did she have to show for six years of marriage? Scott was a cheating husband that didn't seem to care about her or her feelings.
Debbie found a dress in one of the specialty shops. It was black halter styled dress which tied around the neck. A plunging neckline allowed a peak at her cleavage. It tied around the waist with a thin ribbon and was asymmetrical around the hem, revealing her right leg far above her knee.
She bought matching black heels and a nice black pair of panties'. The material was thin but she couldn't wear a bra because of the plunging back. The black dress contrasted with her long blonde hair.
Scott didn't ask her anything about shopping for a new dress that night, Debbie figured he must have forgot or wasn't interested. She assumed that he didn't believe her when she said she was going out Friday night.
At coffee Friday morning, Scott mentioned to Debbie not to fix dinner because he was going to be late. She didn't bother reminding him that she was going out that night.
Debbie showered and got dressed early that evening. She was happy the way the dress looked and finished applying her makeup. She used her favorite perfume and when she was ready to go, she placed a note on the bed for Scott letting him know she went out dancing.
Debbie drove along the busy street which was about a mile outside Tampa. She finally saw one of the clubs she had on her mind and pulled into the parking lot. She was nervous as she got out of the car.
She already felt dirty walking toward the building wearing the sexy black dress. It wasn't that she had anything on her mind like picking up a guy. She just didn't feel right tonight.
Debbie walked through the door, there were men starring at her when she walked past them. She found an empty seat at the bat and sat down and ordered a drink.
She looked around the club while sipping her drink through the straw trying to see what kinds of people were in the club. She saw a few couples dancing but it seemed as if there were more singles lurking around.
It didn't take long before a few guys started to ask her to dance and at first Debbie turned them down than after awhile she started to accept their offers.
Debbie spent most of her time on the dance floor and after four hours at the club, she must have danced with more than twenty different men and had more than a dozen drinks bought for her. Debbie laughed at herself, as she thought that she could go out to a club like this and never buy a drink.
Luckily she was able to talk with the bar tender and he started to make her drinks really weak for her so she wouldn't get too drunk.
Debbie was sitting back at the bar listening to the music when a man with a deep voice whispered into her ear, "May I ask you to dance?"
Debbie turned her head and saw a tall black man standing behind her so she nervously smiled at him and didn't want to be rude and accepted his offer to dance.
They danced a couple songs and the man introduced himself as Jason as he followed her back to the bar.
Jason had to stand next to Debbie while they spoke, the other stools were taken in the crowded club. Jason seemed like a nice guy as he got acquainted with Debbie.
Debbie learned that Jason was single and had just returned form being in Iraq for a year. She told him she was married and had just visited the club for the very first time to have a few drinks and listen to the music.
As they spoke, the club kept filling up with more people. Jason suggested going to a bar across the street that he knew that wouldn't be so crowded. Debbie was reluctant to go with him but she changed her mind several minutes later.
