Author's note: If you aren't a fan of stories where a majority of the characters have little to no morals, please don't read this. You've been warned. Move along if this concept doesn't intrigue you. There are some evil and screwed up people in this story. The sexually active son may be the lesser of the evils.
This isn't a lighthearted love story. Its companion piece "Juicy J" is far more upbeat and lighthearted. Feel free to read that story (about Lilly's sister) if you prefer that style.
This one is also layered tale with several characters. One minor character may say something that another major character draws from later one. Things are connected. If you want a simpler tale with only two characters then please don't read this.
Editing thanks go to Todger65.
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Chapter 1
Lilly was crying. The slap her mother gave her caused the 36 year old to break down. Though the pain from the slap wasn't the main cause of her tears - her world was falling apart. She suspected her husband, Judd, was having an affair. Lilly also did something she vowed to her twin sister she would never do - go to their mother for help.
"Get a hold yourself Lilly!" Her mother, Darla, scolded her. "You brought this on yourself!"
Lilly wiped away her tears and nodded, sniffing, she was able to muster a quiet reply, "I just don't know what to do."
"You don't know what to do? I'll tell you what to do," Darla said, pointing her index finger in her daughter's face, "you get out there and you do what is necessary to make that man jealous and realize his errors."
"I don't have proof that he's - " Lilly countered.
"Yes you do. Your intuition. You know it's true," Darla interrupted her.
Lilly nodded once more, looking to the floor. Her and Judd's sex life had gone down the toilet, he was working later hours at the law firm, his body had improved, becoming sexier than it already was, often causing Lilly to have masturbatory fantasies as she lay in bed alone late at night. She even saw pieces of pubic hair in the bathroom, on the floor around the toilet or trash can. She guessed he was grooming himself and must've missed the picking up a few hairs.
The tears welling up again, Lilly asked, "What do I do?"
"You find a man, take him to bed, and sleep with him. Judd will smell his cologne, he will notice it, he will figure things out and he will come crawling back to you. Men like him disgust me," Darla said, causing her daughter to wince at her harsh words.
"They marry someone, but have a whole stable of women on the side. The second their lonely wife at home catches on and sleeps around, he feels threatened; he doesn't want to lose that little wife and his house and his toys in a divorce. So he will change. Just like your father," Darla said, speaking from personal experience.
Lilly sat at the kitchen table, rubbing her throbbing temples, "I just don't know," said through the tears.
"Look for opportunities. Call your cousin, Marie, she's been sleeping around on her husband since they've been together," Darla explained, pouring herself more coffee in the kitchen behind Lilly.
A million thoughts were running through Lilly's head. She questioned her logic for going to her mother for help. However, she had no friends, no social life, no one to turn to. She didn't want to go talk to a psychiatrist or a counselor about her problems, so she gave in and talked to the one person she promised her sister she wouldn't. Lilly then thought about her twin, Jessica, having fled Florida shortly after turning 18, and now living in Los Angeles. They hadn't spoken in quite some time; Lilly didn't want to burden Jessica with her troubles.
The thought of sex with another man made Lilly cry even more. She was incredibly shy and introverted. She assumed meeting someone on her own would be near impossible.
"I'll call Marie and tell her to call you, since I know you probably don't have the courage to do it yourself," Darla rolled her eyes from the kitchen. "You two can go shopping, hang out, Marie can set you up with one of her friends. I'll do all the work for you, this time."
"If that idiot husband of yours doesn't catch on that you, too, are sleeping around, then you are on your own. It'll serve you right for marrying a scumbag like him," Darla said setting her coffee on the table.
"Do you understand?" Darla asked a smug grin on her face.
Lilly nodded once more, sighing to herself. "Good, now leave, I'm expecting company."
Lilly did as she was told and headed home. A few minutes later she arrived, heading straight to her bedroom, closing the door and cried while sitting on the bed. She composed herself and finally let her mother's advice sink in. "Maybe it would work, like it did with dad," She thought.
Getting up, standing in front of bathroom mirror, she noticed her red roots were showing. She decided to put on a fresh coat of black dye if she and Marie did go out. Lilly shook her head, looking at her face, unhappy with her pale, white skin. She smiled, observing her corrected snaggletooth grin. Her overbite wasn't as severe as it was in her teen years, her husband complimenting her pearly white smile, slightly prominent incisors, and "pretty little mouth" as he called it early on in their relationship. Now, Lilly couldn't remember the last time Judd complimented her.
Lilly studied her mouth, it was slightly small, but had nice full lips. She remembered to her teen years, sucking Judd's cock, listening to him smugly urging her to "suck that horse dick." Her mouth hurt afterward, but she loved every second, and inch of it.
Judd was who she lost her virginity to. They started dating in high school. Lilly would watch him play football from the bleachers, thinking how lucky she was to have him, not the cheerleaders. She recalled Judd telling her long ago that when she first started showing up to his games in 10th grade to watch him, he wondered if he ever have sex with her. By the time she was 17, Lilly was pregnant with their only child, Jake.
Lilly stared into her light green eyes in the mirror, smiling slightly, pleased that her face still looked fairly young - hardly any wrinkles, and somewhat child-like in appearance. She still got regularly carded at the grocery store when buying wine. She was even mistaken as a college student at the nearby library during one of her book hunting sessions a few months ago. That smile quickly faded when she thought of Judd again.
She asked why she married him. She wondered if it was because of his big, "horse dick" as he called it. Lilly thought of his personality. Judd was arrogant, cocky, a go-getter, and a power hungry leader. He was the total opposite of Lilly. She was quiet, reserved, meek, and a follower, not a leader. She felt safe with him, like he was in control, like he was taking care of her. She stayed with him. She followed Judd to the same college, sleeping with him, all along the way, and then marrying him shortly after graduation.
His parents happily help raise their son, Jake, while Lilly and Judd finished school. Judd went onto law school; Lilly raised Jake, working part time jobs here and there while Judd's parents continued to chip in. It didn't take Judd long to rise in ranks at a business law firm in Miami, moving his family into a upscale neighborhood, paying for Lilly to get her tubes tied, paying for some corrective dental work, and paying for the luxurious life they now live.
Lilly shook her head once more. It was time for her to inspect her body. Undressing herself, standing nude in front of her bathroom mirror, she looked over her pale body. She was a lean 5'8" hourglass. She wasn't too curvy, somewhat petite, and had round, perky, medium sized breasts with small nipples. She combed her fingers through her dyed black hair, letting her locks fall over her breasts, before pushing the hair back over her shoulder.
