My Perfect Woman

"Why are you being such a hard ass over this Rob? Why can't you let me explain that it isn't what you think it is?"

"Why can't you understand that what I think isn't the problem here? The problem is what I know, not what I think. I know that you have been cheating on me wholesale and while I don't know exactly how long you have been doing it I do know that it has been at least a year."

Then I had a thought. What was done was done and while my temperament didn't usually run toward things like revenge and I hadn't given any thought to going after the men Shelly had fucked. True, they did know she was married, but I couldn't blame any man for wanting Shelly and I couldn't blame any man for taking her if she said "Come and get it" and she had done just that. I'd heard her on the phone taps calling guys and asking them to come and keep her from being lonely on our bed. But Chuck wasn't just any guy. Oh no, Chuck was 'my very good friend' and very good friends shouldn't fuck your wife so Chuck was going to have to pay. To make him pay the way I wanted I had to make sure that he didn't know that I was coming.

"Okay" I said, "I'll listen to what you have to say, but there is a price. If I listen to you then you have to promise me that you will not let Chuck Maxwell know that I know about the two of you."

"Why?"

"Because he was supposed to be my friend and friends don't fuck their friend's wives. He has to pay and for that to happen I can't have him looking over his shoulder trying to see me coming."

"Why? It wasn't his fault. I went after him. All he did was not look a gift horse in the mouth."

"Doesn't work that way with me. Being my friend he should have said no. Being my good friend he should have told me about you going after him and he didn't, did he."

"That's not being very realistic Ro..."

"That's my price for listening to you. Yes or no! I don't want to hear how you went about getting yourself fucked. I don't know what you feel you need to tell me about, but I do not want to hear a blow by blow or step by step description of how you got yourself fucked. Is that clear?"

"Yes Rob."

"So Chuck never finds out right?"

"Okay Rob; he never finds out."

"Okay then, go ahead and speak your piece."

"You know I love sex and God knows that I give you all you can handle and you never ran from me when I wanted it which I'm sure that you'll remember was often. What you probably never realized is that I wanted it all the time. When you started traveling for your job I'd get so horny I'd be climbing the walls. As long as your trips were only two or three days I was able to fight off my urges and wait for you to get home.

"But then you made that five day six night trip to Akron and I was going crazy sitting in the apartment doing nothing so one night I went out for drinks with some of the girls from work. I didn't go out meaning to cheat, but after some drinks and some flirting I ended up in a motel room. The next night I said what the hell I've already done it so I called the guy I'd gone to the motel with and we did it again.

"I felt guilty as hell when you came home, but nothing changed. I still loved you to death and it didn't seem to hurt us any. Your next couple of trips were two and three day ones and I was able to hang on. Then you went on a four day one and on the third night I ended up in a man's apartment. Again, it didn't hurt us any.

"The next time you went on a trip I decided that since it wasn't hurting us any why fight it while you were gone and I started doing it every night you were gone. So you see Rob? I wasn't doing it because I didn't love you. I wasn't doing it because you weren't man enough for me. I was just getting the sex I needed when you were not there to take care of me."

"The Akron trip? My God Shelly, that was over four years ago."

"My point exactly Rob. Four years and we have been a happy and loving couple all that time. What I did when you were gone didn't hurt us at all. I'm still crazy in love with you and you know it."

"So you only did it when I was gone and you needed sex badly?"

"That's right Rob. If it upsets you so much I'll quit it, but there isn't any need for us to be apart Rob. I love you honey and you know I do."

"That's it? That's what you wanted me to sit down and listen to? That's all of it?"

"Yes honey; now will you please come home?"

"No. Besides being a cheater you are a liar. You only did it while I was gone and you needed relief? Bullshit! I know all about the book club meetings and bridge games you skipped to fuck your boyfriends even when I was home. I know all about the times you fucked your bed buddies while I was here in town but out playing golf. You have cheated on me with God knows how many men and that makes you a whore in my eyes and there is no way I can live with a whore.

"Plus that you have put me in the position of wondering if every friend I have has fucked you like my friend Chuck did. You have any idea of what it is like for me seeing a friend and having the first thought on seeing him be "Have you been fucking my wife?" No Shelly, you fucked away our marriage and I will not be coming home. Don't forget your promise" and I got up and left her sitting there.

Whether or not she would keep her promise not to tell Chuck only time would tell. Face it; she wasn't very good with promises. She obviously didn't keep the ones she made during our wedding ceremony. I did spare her the embarrassment of being served at work. She was served as she left the house to go to work. I copied all of her stuff on the computer onto a thumb drive and mailed it to her and received an email back asking me how I could walk away from her when I knew full well that she loved me. I sent her a photo that I had pulled from her video with Pete. It showed him buried in her ass and she had a look of rapture on her face. I enclosed a note that said:

"This is why."

I guess it finally got through to her since she stopped trying to get in touch with me.

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The divorce was final in six months and I kept my promise to Sheila. The day my divorce was final I told her that I was officially a free man and I asked her if she would go out with me and she said yes. We had been having lunch together a couple of times a week and we talked and so we knew quite a lot about each other and so there wasn't any of that first date awkwardness. When I took her home after a 3 D date (dinner, drinks and dancing) she kissed me goodnight and it was a scorcher.

I stepped lightly with Sheila because of our workplace relationship. A wrong move on my part could have made for strained working conditions. She must have thought that my being cautious meant that I was shy or something and she took the initiative. When I took her home following our fourth date she kissed me and then said:

"Would you like to see me naked?"

After six months I thought we had something good going and I started thinking that maybe we should make things permanent. Sheila put an end to those thoughts the night that I proposed.

"I like you Rob; I like you a lot, but I don't love you. I can't marry a man I don't love even though I like him a lot and he is a great bed buddy. Can we just stay friends with benefits?"

I said sure, but it was never the same after that and while we did remain friends the benefits part slowly began to fade. Sheila understood. Once she asked me why we were getting together less and less and I told her the truth.

"I liked being married and I want to get married again. You made it clear that it wasn't going to be you. I need to start looking for a permanent mate and that means less time spent with you."

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I was looking and I was dating, but I wasn't finding anyone other than Sheila that I wanted to make the long haul with. I wasn't missing the sex part of marriage because I was getting plenty. I was seeing Franny once or twice a week and Sheila once or twice a week and I had one more bed buddy that would have filled up all my other nights if I would have allowed it.

It was a Tuesday evening and I had been home from work for about twenty minutes when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door I found Shelly standing there. Before I could ask her what she wanted she said;

"Do you know what today is Rob?"

"Tuesday."

"It is our anniversary Rob and we have always celebrated our anniversary by trying to recreate the first night of our honeymoon."

I stood there looking at her and remembering that night.

"Come on Rob; what have you got to lose? You know I'm the best piece of ass you've ever had. Let's take a walk down memory lane."

She was right. She was the best I'd ever had and truth be told I still loved the cunt and I missed her, but – and it was a big but – I couldn't be married to or live with what she had become. Still, she was the best.

"No stings attached?"

"No strings."

I stepped aside and let her in.