Business Date Part Three: Pride

I re-watched the video. I loved watching the young woman take my cock as I fucked her on the hotel bed.

She was much younger than Nadine, and while her tits weren’t as big, I liked watching them bounce around and sway as I fucked her.

I had been wanting to fuck another woman since Nadine had been fucking other men. Why shouldn’t I do the same?

I was at the part where I pulled my cock out of her and came on her tits. “See how she likes it!” I smiled.

I waited until Nadine came home from work. She took a shower and then sat down next to me as I sat on the couch.

“Long day?” I asked.

“Yeah, we had a lot of projects we had to close,” Nadine said.

“I bet Carl had you running around,” I mentioned his name to get a reaction.

“He wasn’t in today,” Nadine said calmly. “He left Chelle and I in charge.”

“I have something to show you,” I said as I got my phone out.

Nadine took it in hand as the video started to play.

It began with her sucking my cock.

Nadine didn’t say a word but sat back and crossed her legs, looking intently at it.

“Is that the barista from the coffee shop?” Nadine asked after a few moments.

“Yeah,” I said, a bit angry that she was so calm.

“You’ve been trying to get her number for the longest time,” Nadine grabbed the remote from my hand and silenced the television.

I was getting aggravated that Nadine wasn’t getting mad.

“She’s actually doing a good job, most women don’t like sucking cock, she looks like she likes it,” Nadine smiled. “I bet it felt good.”

“It did!” I exclaimed, hoping she would get angry.

“Here comes the good part,” Nadine shifted forward. “Please say you fucked her better than you’ve fucked me these past few years.”

“Fuck, you’re so tight!” I said in the video.

“I bet she is. Look at her!” Nadine said excitedly. “What is she like twenty-four, maybe twenty-five?”

“Twenty-six,” I corrected her.

“Probably been with what maybe four or five guys, with average cocks,” Nadine said as she stared.

Then she looked at me. “Stanley Eckbern!” Nadine was giving me a scolding look.

“What?” I asked.

“You haven’t learned a thing!” Nadine said, furious.

“What!” I yelled.

“She’s faking!” Nadine shouted. “Look at her face!”

“I can’t tell,” I said, staring at the video.

“Of course you can’t,” Nadine shook her head. “You didn’t with me and now this poor girl!”

My temper was rising.

“You can’t just shove your cock in a woman and think that’s going to get the job done,” Nadine said. “Most of us don’t get an orgasm from intercourse, I told you that!”

“She did!” I yelled.

“Okay,” Nadine stopped the video. “Look at her face and the expressions,” Nadine went back to when she was sucking my cock. “Look! Enjoyment, you can see it in her face, her eyes, the way she is looking at you.”

She went back to me fucking her. “Blank as a board and just moaning, she’s bored out of her mind!”

“But,” I started to say.

“Did you ask her out again, or did you do it again?” Nadine threw the phone onto my lap.

“No, I mean I asked her, and she said….” I started to say.

“We will see, or I will think about it,” Nadine finished the sentence. “I will call you.”

That was precisely what she had said.

“Did she leave right after?” Nadine asked.

“We laid down for a bit, then yeah, she said she had to go because….” I stopped. “Her dog was at the sitter.”

“She has no dog, she lives with her best friend,” Nadine shook her head. “I know, I talk to her whenever I go to work and pick up a coffee.”

Nadine took out her phone.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Calling her,” Nadine smiled. “Didn’t go as planned, huh?” she stared at me.

‘Bitch!’ I sat back.

“Katie!” Nadine said. “Can I put you on speakerphone?”

“Hi,” Katie said, the girl I had fucked.

“It’s okay,” Nadine said. “I know and I am not mad at you, I am madder at him.”

“Okay, this isn’t weird at all,” Katie said.

“Just a few moments and I will let you go, sweetie, I am so sorry about what happened,” Nadine said.

“You’re sorry?” Katie asked.

“I know you’re into older guys and I am sure my husband didn’t measure up, did he?” Nadine stared right at me.

There was silence.

“Katie you can answer honestly,” Nadine said, still staring at me.

“I mean he is old, older than the last guy I was with,” Katie said. “I thought he would be better you know older guys know more than younger guys, and all that.”

My temper was rising.

“So, it was bad?” Nadine asked.

“Horrible!” Katie said. “I had to rush home and finish myself off.”

“Thank you, Katie,” Nadine smiled. “See you tomorrow.”

Nadine stared at me. “I told you!”

“Fine,” I said. “I want that divorce; I am done with this game!”

“Okay,” Nadine said as she stood and walked to the kitchen. She pulled out a large vanilla envelope. “Go ahead, sign.”

“You had them ready?” I asked.

“I told you many times, over and over,” Nadine stared at me. “I wasn’t happy, I wasn’t going to keep having sex with you if you were the only one benefiting from it. I am not one of those wives that push that feeling down and accept it. I told you how many times Stanley?”

“A lot,” I nodded.

“You would get better for a week or more and it went right back, so don’t make me the enemy here. I tried to make it work, but you didn’t meet me half way, remember that,” Nadine cried as she gave me the pen. “Sign it and I will be gone; you can have the fucking house!”

Nadine folded her arms.

I knew that look meant she was way past sorry. Nadine had told me many times, and I called her bluff when she said she wouldn’t put up with it.

I didn’t think that would mean she would go with other men. I thought it meant she would get more toys or whatever other women do.

I took a deep breath and signed.

“Bye, Stanley!” Nadine took the papers and left. She didn’t even go upstairs to pack or anything; she was out the door.

I sat on the couch in silence.

“You’re a fucking idiot!” my dad yelled as I told him everything.

“I should have stayed?” I asked as I held the phone.

“Where do you think she got the idea from?” my day asked.

“No,” I shook my head.

“Yes Stanley, with my bad hip and bad knees I can still make your mother crawl up the bed,” my day said.

“Dad!” I yelled.

“She has a guy and I have this younger woman,” my father said. “You’re an idiot!”

My father hung up on me.

I tried to text Nadine, but she didn’t answer. Then I finally got an answer: it was an image.

‘Busy at the moment,’ it read with Carl’s massive cock inside her.

“Fuck her!” I yelled. “Fuck all of them!”

I looked around the empty house. I was better off alone, anyway.