Sometimes The Good Guy Does Win. [My Psycho Wife Saga!] (Book - 1)

(Chapter 2) One Month Later! [Am I Getting Fat To You?]

         
               ~My Psycho Wife Saga!~
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Cherry Hill (California)
July\16\2018 (Summer)
11:30 AM (Morning)

It's been a month now. Turning June into July! Since the accident that transpired between herself and that nobody guy at her boyfriends, friend party.

'Brad was it?' she thinks trying to remember who party it was. Sitting at her makeup desk, she usually would be doing her makeup creating the perfect look for herself. But her focus just wasn't where it should be.

Her mind was set on the perfect specimen, the perfect physically fit human being, the only man that can make her corn cream.

The man of her dreams [David Freeman] the (Jock/Most popular) guy in their four years of highschool. The man she considered as the love of her life. He was just as popular as she was, having every man wanting to be him and having every girl wanting to do him.

She frowns as she thinks of that revelation. Dave was hers and hers alone. He had a few guys he truly considered truly his closest friends through high school.

[Brad Kidd] the (Peace Maker Hippy), [Isaac Tombs] the (Playboy), and [Jeremiah Jabroni] the (Aggressive Fighter) there were more in their inner circle but they were merely just party members who got only invites to the party.

Plus there was literally way too many to count.

He had way too many friends for her liking. She had gone to nearly every party ever thrown. Some guys even threw themselves at her in secret despite knowing who she belonged to.

But she kept quiet. She didn't need saving like some damsel in distress because she usually shut it down before it starts.

Brad was a harmless free spirited meathead who threw them types of parties so casually, that you would think he gets paid for doing so.

But so did a few of their other friends, she woke up hungover more then she does sober so much that her simple little mind just couldn't keep up with whose party is who anymore.

'Yeah! But you never fucked someone else... Before now, that is.' her mind reminds her of the infidelity she did.

She cringe still can't seem to get that four eyed guy's stench off of her. No matter how hard she tried. After the accident she went home, hopped in the shower and scrubbed her flesh raw, trying to rid herself of her wrong doing. Praying she could get his stench off her physical body and off of her soul.

'The stench of, loser!' She shrieks in her head.

When she hopped out the shower still feeling icky! She did the only think she felt could work.

She went straight to Dave's place then hopped into his bed and fucked Dave senseless.

Without protection, hoping to counteract her wrong doing at the party!

It wasn't her smartest bag of tricks to try and delete the invisible disease that she felt the four eyed nobody left behind, inside of her. But it was her only go to card at that moment.

It still made her shiver in grossness knowing he was inside of her. She probably even sucked his cock considering how drunk she was.

She was told how nasty she could get off of alcohol by Dave plenty of times. That day she was so drunk, she couldn't even recall ever going upstairs to a bedroom.

"Ugh!" She physically gags. Now that was straight nightmare fuel, to even think about, With his surely small penis. It has to be small there was no way a guy like him had a huge cock.