Chapter 7
It was the first weekend after Robert got home from Las Vegas that he called and insisted that I meet him and Tatum for dinner at his country club. Robert has no clue that Tatum and I spent the entire four days screwing each other while he was out of town.
He also has no clue that she came to my house and fucked my brains out two days ago while he was out playing golf with his buddies.
I was stunned when I saw Robert and Tatum standing at the bar waiting for me in the country club.
The short blue skirt Tatum had on was so short that I could see the elastic tops of her blue nylons and an inch or so of bare skin on her thighs. The bluish gray blouse was unbuttoned so much that I could see the top of her frilly red bra.
I was incredulous to see that Robert was glancing around the club like he was bored. I could barely take my eyes off of Tatum and I was still all the way across the room from her. And I noticed that there were men all around the club gazing her way.
Suddenly, Tatum’s face broke into a broad smile as soon as her eyes met mine.
Robert suddenly looked shocked when she raced away from him to come greet me.
He seemed befuddled when she threw herself into my arms and kissed me openly in front of everyone in the bar.
I saw all the men in the bar staring at Tatum’s ass with her raised up on her tiptoes. Robert just seemed even more bored.
I took a quick gaze down at the tops of Tatum’s tits when she stepped back.
“See something you like, sailor?” Tatum teased me.
“Always,” I answered. Robert seemed almost sheepish when we finally were seated for dinner.
He seemed to want to look anywhere except at me or Tatum.
He seemed oblivious to the fact that Tatum was sitting next to me rather than next to him.
After ordering our drinks and then our dinners,
Robert excused himself to go use the men’s room. “What’s up with Robert? He seems strange tonight for some reason,” I asked Tatum as I watched him walk away.
“We’ve come to an arrangement,” Tatum announced softly with a smirky grin on her face. “What…sort of arrangement?” I asked curiously. My mouth fell wide open when I saw Robert was now over at the bar again with a gorgeous redhead on his arm.
“I have agreed to keep my affair with you a private affair and he will continue having affairs with a number of women that he has been seeing regularly for the last two years,” Tatum told me while her foot rubbed up and down against my leg.
I almost swallowed my tongue when I saw that Robert was headed our way with the gorgeous redhead on his arm. “Jack and Tatum, this is Rose,” Robert announced when they arrived at the table. “Tatum, it is so nice to finally meet you! Robert has told me all about you,” Rose purred like a kitten.
“Robert has told me that you two have a history,” Tatum answered cutting Rose off. “It might have been nice if I had known about your history as long as you have known about me,” she added while shooting a aggravated look at her husband.
“In the future, keep me out of your histories,” Tatum hissed as she stood up. “Let’s go Jack! I lost my appetite,” Tatum told me as she reached down for my hand. I stood up without hesitation and slipped my arm around Tatum’s waist. “Don’t wait up…she won’t be coming home tonight,” I told Robert.
Tatum held her head high as we made our way out of the club. “It was bad enough that he was fucking around behind my back for two years. But the fact he was telling his whores all about me is just too much to take,” Tatum told me once we were in my SUV.
I reached over and held Tatum’s hand while we drove to my condo. Tatum told me she wanted to take a shower while I called for a pizza to be delivered since we did not eat dinner at the club.