How wrong she'd been! Matt wouldn't keep his hands off her! it was obvious now that he'd been spending so much time with Billy so he could get closer to her.How wrong she'd been! Matt wouldn't keep his hands off her! it was obvious now that he'd been spending so much time with Billy so he could get closer to her. She realized now that she'd snubbed his every attempt to make a date with her these last several months. The divorce had been too upsetting. She'd shunned all men since the divorce, despite her increasing sexual frustration. She had good reason to distrust men-after discovering Sam's deceit and faithlessness. She'd married Sam while still in college, even before veterinary school. Billy came along within a year after the wedding, after Sam insisted on fucking her a minimum of twice a day. She should have realized even back then that Sam's fuck-lust would lead him to other females eventually. Connie didn't know if Sam had been fucking around behind her back during the entire fifteen years of their marriage. If he had he'd done a damn good job of keeping it secret. All she knew was that she did catch him at it once, and once was enough. She'd divorced him without giving him a second chance and she'd never forgotten the shock of discovering her husband fucking another woman. It was a sunny summer afternoon, and Connie had come home from work two hours earlier than usual, something she seldom managed to do. On the way home she'd waved at Billy, on his way to swimming practice on his bike. Matt's car was in the driveway, and Connie had pulled in next to it, quietly closing her own car door so she could surprise him. Little did she know the surprise she herself was in for. Stepping in the front door, Connie almost tripped over a newspaper sack half-filled with papers. Now what was that doing here? She pictured Trixie Smith, their cute little papergirl with the pigtails who always wore a baseball cap and went barefoot, a regular little tomboy, about a year younger than Billy. Connie searched the downstairs, but she could find neither Sam nor anybody else. She was about to call out, starting to feel a touch of uneasiness, when she heard a squealing giggle come from upstairs. |