1. Real Housewives


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: ejls, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    and grass looked different. The air smelled sweeter. She realized she was missing something in her life that girlfriends and shopping could not fill. She was lonely, and the long winters didn’t help. The changes in Cassie’s body and attitude found her receiving attention from men, even if she and her husband were out having dinner. She didn’t understand it, so she chose to ignore it. She and Mark didn’t know how to talk to each other anymore. Their “couple” friends now all wintered in Florida, so the snowy months led to more solitude. She was forced to change jobs, so many work friends had pretty much moved on. She literally went to work, grabbed her dinner and went to the guest room which was now her bedroom. No, she wasn’t even sharing the house with her husband; she was living in one room of it. Cassie was zipping up her jacket to head outside to shovel, hopefully for the last time of the season. She looked out her kitchen window, watching Becky’s garage door open. That’s odd, she thought. Neither Dave’s truck nor motorcycle was parked there. Outside, she became lost in her thoughts while scraping the frozen crystals from the front walk, when she heard Becky call to. “Hey Cassie, can you do me a favor?” “Sure, what do you need?” “I’m going to visit my sister in Texas. Would you mind watching the house while I’m gone? I fly out Friday night and I’ll be gone for two weeks.” “Sure, not a problem. I’m surprised Dave’s going. I know he’s never really gotten along with Diana.” ...
    Becky pushed her hood back, dropped her head and quietly said, “Dave’s gone.” Cassie felt like she had been punched. “Www….what?” Tears welled up in Becky’s brown eyes. When she finally spoke, she was crying so hard the words came out in hiccups. Cassie put her arm around her and led her back to her home and got her out of the cold. “H….h….he was sssssss….sleeping with h….her!” Christ, this was bad. When Becky finally calmed down, she told Cassie about the weeks since the first of the year. Dave had been having an affair with a young woman at work, who told him she was pregnant. He explained to Becky that he promised to marry her and give the child his name. Apparently the promises he made on his and Becky’s wedding day meant nothing. Now, their sons would have nothing to do with him and their eldest accused Becky of driving Dave into the arms of another woman. “I can’t do this. I can’t be here right now. Diana is actually paying for my flight. Oh, Cassie, what am I going to do when I get back?” “We can cross that bridge when we come to it. Go see your sister, work on yourself, and come back feeling good about you.” Becky was no longer crying, because there just weren’t any tears left. “I have to pack. I have to call the boys. I just want to get out of here. Hell, I don’t even want to come back, but this is my house. I came up with the down payment and I paid the mortgage each month. I’m not going to leave it just because of that cheating liar.” Cassie was at a loss for words. ...