1. Her Husband’s Ex


    Date: 2/9/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    reflecting that the same personality tic could just as easily be considered irritating. “But why then did you leave Ken for… for this other… Why did you leave him for this woman?” “You mean Liz? Yes, I thought… Well, I’d always been attracting to women… I thought she was the one. But it just didn’t work out in the end.” “And why was that?” “I guess I wasn’t as much a lesbian as I thought I was.” “Oh!” said Caitlin, who was actually quite disappointed by this discovery. The conversation with Sonya went remarkably well. That is, considering that the two women were ostensibly on opposing sides of what was a situation with no room for compromise. Sonya’s view, and one which Caitlin couldn’t really argue with, was that, in practical terms, it was Ken who would have to decide. Sonya might agree to no longer see Ken, but would Ken necessarily agree not to see Sonya? And Caitlin made it fairly clear that she would much rather that Ken stayed with her, however much she privately believed it unlikely. “I live just round the corner,” said Sonya when the two women had stared long enough at their empty mugs of mocachino. “We can continue discussing things there.” Caitlin’s heart jumped. What was there left to discuss? Surely this was just an excuse which would be a prelude to realising the sexual triangle whose possibilities she had been subconsciously considering as she studied Sonya’s small tapering fingers, her long arching neck and that little mole just under her lip? However, ...
    when Caitlin followed Sonya up three flights of stairs to her small one-bedroom apartment just two streets behind the main road, she soon knew for sure that sex was most certainly not uppermost in Sonya’s mind. At least, not sex with Caitlin. It was more an opportunity to break open a bottle of Argentinean red wine, sit on her battered old sofa and, against the backdrop of a wall lined with paperbacks and CDs lit up by countless low wattage lamps. And for Sonya to reminisce about her life with Ken, agonise about her foolishness in divorcing him, and apologise, profusely, for having resuscitated their relationship. While Caitlin sat opposite Sonya, sipping her wine and regarding the CD collection that in so many ways was much more to her husband’s taste and not at all her own, she contemplated the facts of her situation. It was no longer theoretical. It was real. Sonya wasn’t going to leave Ken. And Ken wasn’t going to leave Sonya. It was Caitlin who was the anomaly in the triangle, not Sonya. All that was required was for her to step aside so that Sonya and Ken could resume their relationship from where they left off. Then they could cuddle up on the sofa listening to those awful Oasis albums, watch those horrible Robin Williams movies and, no doubt, also watch those violent American television programmes that Ken loved and Caitlin found so disagreeable. And that huge white cat cuddled up against the radiator could now shed its fur on Ken’s suits with impunity. It was halfway ...
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