Chapter 10
Franky
I knock softly on the den door. “Hey Jack, can I come in? I want to talk with you,” I call through the door. “The door’s unlocked” he grumbles his answer.
“Look Jack, I was not trying to hurt your feelings or start another fight between us. I don’t tend to sugarcoat things. I do my very best to be straight forward and tell the truth. That is that nature of who I am,” I confide to the absolutely hunk of a man sitting at the computer desk.
“So what you are telling me ..“straight out..” is that my wife has been cheating on me all these times she has been away?” Jack asks gruffly. “My mother has been a promiscuous slut since before I was a teenager.”
“As soon as she received that Billion dollar inheritance, she has been a cock hungry slut and with her money she can have any man she wants. “Then why did she marry me at all?” Jack asked forlornly.
“I don’t know. Probably because you’re famous and she likes having her name linked with yours.
Everything is about show and tell for her.
Being married to you she has lots of steamy stories to tell.
Even if they are taken from the pages of your stories,” I answered.
“You might want to recall that she kept her own last name when she married you,” I added.
“So I am, basically her boytoy who she uses for sex when she’s home as and fodder to brag about while she’s on the road?” Jack asked in a raspy tone.
“Oh Jack, you are so much more than that,” I gasp. “You are a very smart and educated man. You are a very successful writer and you give happiness and vision to those who read your stories,” I reply.
“On a personal note, you are a drop dead gorgeous man and if you were mine I would love and adore you every day without exception.”
There was a long silence after that statement. “Did I go too far in my praise?” I ask. “Wow, you would really feel that way?” Jack asked in disbelief.
I sat down on his lap, crushed my lips to his and kissed him deeply. I am thrilled when his hands raise to fondle my breasts. “Oh, sorry,” Jack gasped when he saw where his hands landed. “I loved it,” I responded and then kissed him torridly again.
“I know that you have a lot to think about Jack. But I want you to know that you are welcome in my bed any time you please,” I announced as I lifted off his lap. “Any time,” I repeated and then left the den.
Jack
I am confounded. Not only did I find out that my wife is probably cheating on me. Probably has been the entire time we’ve been married. But I have also found out that the sexiest woman I have ever met welcomes me to share her bed.