In 15 years

15 years

The thing about the future, is you never know where you're going to end up. One moment you're happy with raising twins with your high school sweetheart and the next you could decide that you're unhappy out of the blue. Maybe you decide you need something different, everything in your life was a constant up until a certain point and you were just tired of it. One day you're a guidance counselor at your kids' high school, married to the same guy for 17 years and the next you're getting a divorce from him after he caught you cheating on him with his ex. 

I never thought of her as more than a friend, I guess it all started at our high school reunion. I had been unhappy for a while, but I didn't know why. Then she came in, Regina George, blonde hair swaying down perfectly down her back with a slight curl towards the ends, red lipstick glossed perfectly on her usually pink lips, her legs exposed for everyone to see as she wore a short light pink dress that clung perfectly to her curves. That was the moment when I realized just how unhappy I was in my marriage and why. I wanted... no, needed something new. I came alone that night, Aaron decided to stay at home with the kids, deciding to see a football game with them. 

The second she entered the room, I could tell everyone was looking at her, I mean how could they not when the most gorgeous girl in the world was right in front of them making the grandest entrance ever known to mankind? Yet, I had a feeling that she was looking right at me, into my soul, could she tell how interested I was in her? Was I imagining everything? I was quickly cut short from my thoughts when I heard an angelic voice call out my name.

"Oh my god, Cady. Are you deaf or something? I asked how's life going?" The blonde in front of me quipped with a sharp attitude. It had been months since I'd seen her. I had stayed at home with Aaron and the twins, and she had gone to Costa Rica with her son for the summer. Costa Rica was good to her, but I couldn't just tell her that. Hell, I was married. But was the marriage even real, if we barely talked and hadn't been intimate together for the last 6 years? 

"I'm not happy with him. I don't think I want to be with him anymore." I spoke out, admitting to anyone, even myself how I was feeling, how I have been feeling. I had just let everything bottled up for years now and with just one simple question, I had let everything out of the bottle that it had been enclosed in for so long. 

I felt Regina's fingers lightly graze against the hem of the short sleeve of my cocktail red dress as goosebumps began forming alongside my shoulders. Her fingers went from the hem of the dress onto my shoulder, I could feel her cold fingers graze alongside my goosebumps as she leaned in, I could feel her warm breath pressed up against my ear. "That's too bad. I can't say I'm surprised though, a girl as sexy as you should be with a power-hungry businesswoman such as myself." 

When I heard Regina say those words, my back began to shake in anticipation and that was the moment that my marriage had ended. I smirked, grabbing lightly onto her wrist before tugging her closer to me, and I kissed her. I kissed Regina George in the middle of my high school reunion in front of everyone, and yet I felt like we were the only two people in the room. Our lips mixed gently and passionately at first, almost as if they were always meant to meet together but soon the kissing had become violent and passionate, almost as if to make up for lost time. I felt her hands gently and slowly work their way down to my ass checks, before she squeezed them roughly and at that moment it was over. I had felt all the sexual desires I had kept withheld from the rest of the world explode before my very eyes. I had pulled back, only to suggest that we go somewhere a bit less public so we could get a bit more private.  

I knew after that night, there was no going back, and I wouldn't want to go back even if I was giving the opportunity to go back. Regina made me feel good, like I was a teenage girl in love for the first time, again. Every moment we had together was pure bliss, whether we were fooling around in bed or out on a romantic date together. Without even realizing, I had missed this feeling and now that I had it again, I never wanted it to go away. 

It had taken 6 months before Aaron walked in on me and Regina in the middle of an intimate moment. Her head was between my legs and my legs were wrapped around her shoulders. I knew it was wrong, this whole time, I knew Aaron was heartbroken about what he had just witnessed but I just couldn't get myself to care. 

Aaron just stood there, his body basically deflated as tears began to run down his face, he didn't say anything, presumable over the feeling of his heart breaking. He just leaned back against the wall and look defeated. Luckily, the kids were at school so they wouldn't be a witness to any of this. Me and Regina only hooked up when the kids weren't around, anyways. We weren't complete monsters. Though, I hate to admit that I called out of work a few times, just to get a few extra hours with Regina.

Regina had pulled back after a few seconds, causing me to let out a low grumble of disapproval, desperately wanting her head back to where it previously was. She had turned to face Aaron with a satisfied smirk on her face. "God, Aaron could you go. I'm in the middle of pleasuring MY GIRLFRIEND, here." Regina had claimed, in her usual bitchy tone, showing little to no remorse over everything. Which, I honestly found to be a bit of a turn on. 

"Where done." Aaron had muttered out after moments of long silence and Regina just continued to smirk. 

"I think, she figured that the second my mouth touched her boobs six months ago." Regina claimed pridefully, and that was when the whole divorce process between me and Aaron started.