Things were good in the beginning; we took romantic trips, walks on the beach and dined out twice a week. We had a hot sex life throughout our time together or so I thought. He liked being risque by wanting to have sex in public no less. I went along with it for a while because the anticipation of getting caught turned me on. After a while, it was monotonous. I ask myself why I stayed so long. The sex was great but I realized that that is all there was: just sex. The day my marriage ended was when I caught him with his secretary in our bed of all places after I came home from work. He was fucking her up the ass when I walked into the bedroom. He said he was sorry but he got bored with being married. He preferred to play the field and didn't want to be tied down.
My sister has kids and I love them dearly so I'm thankful we never had any. It would have made the divorce bitter and the kids would have suffered. I kicked him where it counted and I kicked her ass after his little flat-chested whore of a secretary got dressed. I guess I was pissed because he screwed me first before I got the chance to leave him. I served him with divorce papers so fast he did not know what to say. After all, I worked in a law firm at the time.
Why was my boss an idiot? The second reason was he had given the biggest account I worked on to that new employee bitch Michelle. She did not have half the experience I possessed, the brains or worked at the company as long as I did. Michelle O'Hare's only talent was doing the mattress mambo with any new employee that came into the office from what I had heard. She's a looker, not that I'm a lez or anything but she was hot. She had long brown hair, green eyes, killer legs and perky breasts. I found myself wanting to walk by her so I could bask in her musk scented perfume as it enveloped me. There were a lot of guys that wanted to take her to dinner or just take her whichever came first. I couldn't help but get jealous when she flirted with all the guys and they didn't pay as much attention to me.
Since we belonged to the same athletic club, I had seen her on the treadmill or stair master. She had toned legs and her form-fitting shorts showed off her tight ass.



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