Sexy Sassy Sexpot

When I officially knew I had the position at Mr. Daniel's financing firm, I called Nancy to let them know I would not be returning to the company. Greg had called and insisted we meet, as much as I did not want to, I felt I owed him a discussion. I agreed to meet with him at a restaurant we use to frequent.

My lawyer informed me was that Melissa had received the divorce papers, but things were quiet on that front.

I was keeping busy. My realtor had me looking at properties, and the new job helped keep my mind off the last few weeks. Samantha, Stacey, Heather, Amy, Christina, Felicia...they helped too.

I pulled my car up to the front of the posh restaurant, the valet opening the door for me, and I tipped him a few bucks. He thanked me, and handed me a tagged number. The young hostess greeted me with a smile, "Good Afternoon."

I return a smile, "Hello, I'm meeting Mr. Breton."

She nods, "Right this way, they are waiting for you."

I pause. They? Shit. I take a deep breath and move forward. She leads me to the back of the restaurant, towards a sun room, a small fountain in the middle. Small goldfish swimming around the base. I glance up and see Greg, along with his daughter, the one woman who destroyed my life. Greg stands when he sees me, his smile wide, and genuinely happy. He reaches his hand out and I place my hand in his for a firm shake. "Victor, you look great! I'm glad you're okay, your leave of absence had us worried."

"Thank you Greg." I say simply. Greg is wearing his usual navy blazer, white button down and pressed khaki slacks. His hair seemingly more silver than gray. He always reminds me of a guy ready to go on his yacht.

Melissa stands, why, I'm not sure. I pull out the chair farthest from her and sit. Greg's expression is one of confusion, and I know this lunch is going to be a tough one. He doesn't know anything, and my behavior towards his daughter is something he hasn't seen. I have no idea what she was thinking, that I would act like nothing happened, like we aren't divorcing, that she didn't fuck that dickwad on our couch. I'm beginning to get mad, my temper surfacing. I take a deep breath.

"Melissa tells me you had a family emergency that required you to move back home temporarily. But Nancy says you're leaving."

Oh yeah, we're gonna do this. Haven't even ordered a drink yet. I need a drink. I flick my finger up, signaling a waiter. Someone is next to me within seconds, "A whiskey, neat please." I order.

"Is that wise? It's only noon." Melissa pipes up, and I look at her. She's wearing quite a bit of make up, more than normal. Small imperfections on her face, that I once loved are gone. Pure hatred resides. I don't respond to her and look at her father, who is watching us closely.

"Yes, Sir. I am leaving. I appreciate all that you have done for me, but I am moving home permanently."

He nods. "Well with a successful sale of the condo, you'll be able to find a beautiful home in the country. The best place to raise a family."

The waiter places my whiskey on the table in front of me, and I pick it up, downing it quickly. "Another." I cough out. I look at Melissa, "You haven't told him?" I accuse her. Her eyes widen. I shake my head. Geszus. "You got the papers?" I ask her. She nods, "I was hoping we could talk." she says quietly. I scoff.

"Greg, I'm sorry.  Due to your daughters infidelity our marriage is over." I say simply.

His head snaps back, like someone slapped him. "What?" he looks at Melissa, who quickly tries to defend herself. "It's a misunderstanding daddy, we are working it out."

"We are not." My voice comes out terrifyingly menacing.

"Victor, I'm sure you are misunderstanding this. You guys can work through whatever spat this is."

Now it's my turn to feel like I'm being slapped. My head shakes back and forth involuntarily, because my mind is already repeating no. I came here to speak with Greg, and get ambushed by my cheating soon to be ex-wife.

"I'll be frank Greg, and I apologize beforehand, this isn't just some spat. This marriage is over. I've spent the last few weeks separated from Melissa, building a life for MY future, one without HER in it." I point a finger towards her but don't bother to look at her. "When you catch your wife being fucked from behind by a man who is not you, there is no moving pass that." Greg visibly flinches, and which I feel bad to unleash that on him, I need him to know that I am not the one wrong in this situation. You always hear about the husband cheating, and it's rarely the wife.

No one says anything, the waiter returns with my second drink, I grab it and toss it back. I stand and leave the table without another word. I've said enough. I inform the valet that I will pick up my car in a hour and head to a pub down the street.

Before I know what I'm doing, I'm entering Sliders and taking a open seat at the bar. It's pretty busy for a Friday night, but that's a given. My brother's, V and Chase are at the track, they told me to come out, but I declined and here I am.

"Hey man." Mike greets me, placing a coaster in front of me. I scan the bar, and don't see the hot sultry sexpot that was here the last time. I return his greeting and order a double. Going straight for the kill. "Tough night?" he asks placing the glass full of caramel liquor on the coaster.

"Oh yeah." I say and take a nice sip of the smooth bourbon. He leaves me to answer another patron.

After a few drinks, I'm feeling pretty good. The lunch is a distant memory and I'm chatting with a cute blonde. I'm holding onto a thread here, as she paws my chest, and tickles my neck. I forget her name, but name she has nice lips. Lita, Laney, Lauren..

"Lacey." I hear that sexy voice, and my head snaps to my right. There she is, and she looks incredible. Her arms on the bar top, her shirt dangerously low, showing a lot of cleavage. They're like cantaloupes. Hmmm.

"Hey Jade." the blonde responds, right, Lacey. I was close.

"Now I know you aren't taken advantage of a drunk man." Jade's raspy voice has my dick twitching in my pants. I smile at her.

"I'm fine." I tell her, but she doesn't look at me.

"You heard him, he's fine." Lacey shoots back, and Jade purses her lips. She's sassy. Sexy and Sassy.

"Alright, well, I wasn't gonna bring this up but your man is deployed and you're here practically dry humping another dude."

Say what? Lacey straightens and puts some space between us, and I look at her, "You got a man who's deployed?" I ask with disdain, she rolls her eyes and then walks away.

I ponder on my many hook ups, and never even bothered to ask if they were married, or taken. I don't dwell on it too long. My attention returns to the Sexy Sassy Sexpot. The thought makes me laugh. "Well now what?" I slur.

"You're cut off."

"Says who?"

"Me." she states, then asks, "Do you have someone to come get you?"

I shake my head side to side and lean forward onto the bar putting our faces closer together. "I'll call you a cab." I'm watching her lips move, but I don't really hear her. Then it goes black.

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