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Illicit Desires Ch. 05

Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: goodhusband, Rating: 33, Source: LushStories

Maybe we could have that evening together tonight." Katie looked at me with a pained expression. "Frankie, don't you remember, this is my night to have dinner with Andrea." "Can't you switch it to tomorrow night? Tomorrow night I'm going to be in Kansas City. You and Andrea can spend the entire evening together." I knew that Katie wasn't going to spend either night with Andrea. She was going to spend both of them fucking Pete Munson. I just wanted to hear what she was going to say. I also have to admit that I was still harboring a faint hope that she might actually cancel her evening with Munson so she could spend it with me. I was disappointed. "Frankie, Andrea is divorced. She lives alone. Our Tuesday evening dinners are important to her. I can't let her down." I wanted to scream, "But you don't have any problem letting me down!" I didn't. I kept my cool. Instead I said, "This week why can't you change your dinner to Wednesday night? That shouldn't matter." Katie thought for a moment and then she said, "Because Andrea and I have established a nice routine. It works. I don't want to do anything that might ... disrupt that routine." "Even if it takes away from the time we have to spend together?" Glaring at me, Katie said, "You were the one who didn't get home until 11:00 last night." I glared right back at her. "I was working. I wasn't having dinner or shopping with friends." "Oh I see what this is all about. You're jealous that I have a social life. Yes Frankie, I do have friends and I enjoy spending time with them. If you weren't such a stick in the mud engineer you might have a few friends too." I shook my head. "I thought I had one friend, a best friend who cared about me. Apparently I was wrong." And then I turned. As I walked through the door into the garage, I said, "I have to go to work. I'll see you Thursday night." I pushed the button that opened the garage door and got into my car. As I was backing into the street Katie burst into the garage and ran down the driveway. "Frankie stop! I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. You're not a stick in the mud." I shifted my car into drive and accelerated down the street. I didn't look back. All of the frustration and hurt of the last few days was now boiling out as anger.