Carol and Marvin

"You said you loved him," I said. "That was on the tapes too."

"Like I said, I thought I did, but I didn't; I know that now, as self-serving as it sounds."

"It does sound self-serving, Carol.

"Carol, for me it was not just the cheating, as bad as that was. It was not even the fact that you ripped my heart out when you said on the tape that you loved the asshole. Or the way you made me feel inadequate talking about my cock. It was the fact that I had trusted you and you betrayed that trust. I need to be able to trust the woman I sleep beside each night. I need her to be on my side, not some other guy's."

"I know, and I guess I will never be able to convince you that I am trustworthy now. I am trustworthy though. I know I am, but how to convince you? I don't know how," she said.

"I met with you tonight," I said, "because I wanted to see what you'd say. I know our girls want us to get back together. Hell, at odd times, I want us to get back together. But, how can I be sure that you won't get bored again, or look around for another big cock to satisfy you," I said.

She was crying, but I could see she had something else on her mind. "I'm looking for happiness now, Marvin, not just some high schoolish thrill. I need a man to sleep beside and to trust me and be trusted by me too. If you give me a chance, I will prove myself worthy, I promise. I need a chance. Once burned twice warned, Marvin. I won't make a mistake like that again no matter what."

I walked toward the wall and banged my head against it.

It startled her. "Marvin!"

"Call the girls to come up, Carol."

"Huh?"

"I know they're with you tonight. They're your back up aren't they?"

"How did you know?"

"I have my sources, and no, it's not the girls," I said. I didn't say that I had promised Bob, Jenny's husband, that I would not double-cross him and let the girls know he'd told me what they were planning to do to get me and their mother back together.

The two newlyweds must have been listening at the door. They arrived in less than eleven seconds.

*****

Julius married the bargirl I saw him talking to that day. We see them on a rare occasion. Carol still works for the agency, and so does he but in a different town. He stays clear of us, but big company affairs include some people we are not keen about.

Carol and I are living together, but not remarried. I am not sure we ever will be. I am not a big fan of divorce, and Carol knows that just one more mistake, even so much as a passionate kiss given to another man, will end us forever.

Whatever the future holds remains a mystery, but at the moment things are pretty cool. Jenny has let us know that we will be grandparents in seven months. That is something that Carol and I are really getting in to.