Sidechick Chronicles by Shadress Denise

at my mom and then I see how he looks at Constance. He and my mom have history.  They have me and that's essentially where that love stems from. Now with Constance there's this passion and desire look. It's like they can't live without each other, like their souls and hearts are one. It's kind of hot if you ask me."
     
    I wasn't sure how to feel.
    I couldn't breathe.
     
    I thought he only looked at me like that. I believed I was the fire buried beneath his eyes.  I thought his heart only beat in sync with mine.  I wanted to stop her. I wanted to end this conversation. I didn't think I could listen to anymore.  Initially I fought the urge, but like a junkie I held my arm out for more.
     
    "Do you think they will ever leave each other?"
     
    I knew that question would probably raise her eyebrows. It wasn't smart; a total red flag on my part. It wasn't even logical to ask.  I was feeding this need to know more.  I shook my head. Love made you say crazy stuff. Heartbreak made you act even dumber.
     
    "At one point I did. Now I believe the love they have for each other is unbreakable.  They are soul mates and will be together forever."
     
    I was prepared for an answer.
    A simple answer.
    Just not that particular answer.
     
    Any answer would've been better than together forever.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    C onstance
    5
     
    I left Dr. Gregory's office under the assumption we had a long way to go.  Not to mention a lot more to talk through. Here I was sitting on his couch, pouring my heart out about my husband's affairs and I was having one too.
     
    Hypocrisy at its finest!
     
    Unfortunately, my situation was different.  It was somehow justified in my mind.  By the time he was going to comment, I was halfway out his door.  I promised him I would make another appointment. We could finish this conversation later.  Right now, I was horny and I needed a fix.
     
    I needed Armond.
     
    I only had two days before Laurence and the kids came home. I wanted to fill them with repeated orgasms. His wife and daughter would be returning from the retreat as well, so we didn't have a lot of time left.  I assumed he was ready too since he called me repeatedly while I was in my session.  We hadn't had much time to spend with each other due to our church obligations and my marriage. I plugged my phone into the charger and started my car.
     
    I didn't get out the parking garage good before my phone rang again.
     
    Husband.
     
    He was the last person I wanted to talk to right now.  After this session, I realized I was still carrying a grudge towards him.  I knew if I didn't answer he would begin to worry.  Before I knew it one of his nosey church people would be at my door "checking" on me.
     
    "Hello Laurence."
     
    I didn't answer with any enthusiasm. 
    No real excitement towards him.
    I wasn't happy and I wanted him to know it.
     
    "Baby where have you been?  I've been calling and texting you for the last two hours."
     
    He was right. I saw all five missed calls and texts.  I didn't care at all. He was the last person I wanted to speak to.
     
    "I had an appointment.  What's wrong?"
     
    He knew damn well why he hadn't heard from me.  I was still pissed off and he was the reason for it.  I really didn't want to get into this with him right now.  My head was somewhere else. Somewhere my body was trying to get to.
    "Are you okay?"
    "Are the kids okay?"
     
    "Yes everyone is fine. The boys are having a blast and Ambrosia is off with the young adult group. "
     
    "Oh well that's good to hear.  Well if there is nothing wrong, I'll see you ball when you get back.  I want to enjoy my last two days of solitude."
     
    "I miss you Constance.”
     
    I had no response. No real feelings to reciprocate to him right now.
     
    "See you when you get back Laurence."
     
    "Okay, I understand and I know you're still mad. We can fix it when I get back. I promise it will be better. I love you