"I just sat there and looked at the dumb bastard and wondered why he couldn't just pray that she would be gone when he had done his time. Cindy was a ...ound-heeled slut, was one before Donny married her, and her wedding vows hadn't changed a thing. My brother was right when he said he knew that I didn't even like her, but I don't believe that he knew the real reason why. Cindy started coming on to me the night of the wedding reception and in the six years that she and Donny had been married she. ‘It goes in the upstairs front bedroom. Don’t break it.’ I got a quick view of long, blonde hair, a great body poured into a brand new pair of expensive jeans, and a real nice rack. Exactly the kind of woman I’d been dating ever since I’d made my fortune and moved into this swanky neighborhood. Most of them had been just as warm and friendly as this one. I shrugged and walked toward the house. I wasn’t busy, Dave was a good friend, and this was a new neighbor. ‘You helping us out?’ Bob asked. For almost two years I regularly gave it up to another guy while I forgot about the man I loved." "You mean you stopped having sex with your husband." "It happened gradually, but by the time I was in the middle of my third affair that was about it. Richard, that's my ex husband was lucky if he got a mercy fuck once a month." "Why? Didn't you like him?" "No, I liked him, I loved him too. Hell, Richard Marks is the only man I'll ever love." "So why did you cut him off?" "That's not the full. She told “No”. I didn’t talk anything further and just moved away. Next day, she was with her friends when she passed my office, so I was unable to talk anything. After a few days again, she was all alone, I went to her and asked her whether she was willing to come and clean my house which is just a half km away from the place. She said she has a tight schedule as she is working in 2-3 places, I asked her once a week will be good for me. And asked for her number. She hesitated a bit and gave me.