community prevented that。 It was also the reason for her wild behavior。
The strict rules and conduct she had to abide by at home didn't apply
when she wasn't there。 Her father's dated codes of what a lady should
act like always collided her unbridled spirit。 And after high school；
she became even more rebellious toward him。
All of this seemed to change when she started seeing Simon。 It was as
though her popularity had dropped to zero。 All the guys stopped asking
her out； and wouldn't even flirt with her anymore。 At 6' 5〃 and the
middle linebacker for the football team all four years he was there；
Simon was an imposing figure that nobody wanted to mess with； but Melisa
didn't take this into account。 She thought men didn't find her
attractive anymore。 In a way； this was all right； because she fell in
love with Simon； and didn't want her past indiscretions to ruin their
relationship。
But； within six months after they got married； Melisa began to feel
unwanted and repressed again。 Even though she always wore the sexiest
clothes she could lay her hands on； Simon didn't seem to want her。
Before they moved； her confidence plummeted to an all time low because
he hadn't fucked her in over a month。 She couldn't understand why Simon
didn't want to fuck as much as she did。 Melisa just couldn't go that
long without sex； and didn't know how her husband could。
Sure； she enjoyed fucking the guy last night and the one this morning；
it helped take the edge off her sexual appetite。 But she really didn't
want to fuck them； she wanted Simon to fuck her。 〃Well； if my own
husband won't screw me； at least I know other men still want to。〃 she
said aloud when she stepped out of the shower。 As degrading a thought as
this was； Melisa decided it wasn't her fault。 She also made up her mind
that she'd fuck someone else again if Simon didn't start paying more
attention to her。
It was only eleven o'clock in the morning and already Simon was well
on his way to getting bombed。 He picked up the tenth shot glass from the
neatly lined row of twelve； and gulped the fiery liquid down in a single
swallow。 Janice was still sitting across from him； talking up a storm
about something or other。 He didn't know what she was saying； or did he
really care。 She had been yakking away ever since she picked him up on
the side of the road。 He looked at her through the empty thick shot
glass。 All he could see were two distorted red lines； opening and
closing。
〃You still suck cock？〃 he blurted out。
Totally stunned； Janice sat there with her mouth hanging open as Simon
continued his one sided conversation。
〃I didn't think my wife did； but she does。 She's a pretty good at it
too； opens her mouth up real wide and plays with your balls。 You play
with the balls when you suck a guy's cock？〃
When the bartender looked their way because Simon wasn't being so
quiet anymore； Janice leaned forward and said； 〃Why don't I take you
home now； Sy。 I think you've had enough。〃
〃Is she with him？〃 he mumbled。
〃What？〃
〃Is she still with him？〃
〃Simon； you're not making any sense。 What are you talking about？〃
Janice asked； not really understanding him。
Leaning over the table the way Janice was； Simon got to within inches
of her face and said； 〃My wife and some other guy are playing hide the
salami in our own fucking house！〃
〃I don't believe it！ You're just imagining things。 Why； from what I've
heard； your wife sounds like a real nice girl。〃
〃I saw it with my own eyes！ Melisa was sucking this guy's cock and
rubbing her pussy all over his face； right there in the middle of our
own fucking bed！〃
〃Listen； Simon； why would any girl in her right mind want to run
around on you？ Besides； name one guy in this neck of the woods who would
even dare think of doing something like that with your wife。 Hell； you
only moved back a couple of weeks ago。 Nobody's even met her yet！〃
Janice truly believed what she was telling her former boyfriend；
because that was how she felt。 Six years ago； they were the hottest item
in town。 Janice had dreams of marrying Simon one day and living happily
ever after； but then things changed。 When he received a full scholarship
to a university on the east coast； she was happy for him； but also sad
because her plans for getting him to ask for her hand in marriage were
put on hold。 The day Simon left for college； Janice thought her life
ended。 She would have waited until Hell froze over； if he asked her to；
but never Simon did。 Janice was completely shattered； and blamed herself
for letting him get away。 Even though she had married someone else since
then； she still loved； and often dreamed of Simon。 Janice doubted that
Melisa was cheating on him； but maybe； just maybe； this was the second
chance she'd been hoping and praying for。
Simon； for the first time since she picked him up； really looked at
Janice。 Her soft chestnut hair was longer than it use to be； and her
face was thinner； but Janice was still very attractive。 She still has
that look； Simon thought。 Janice's deep brown eyes were what attracted
him to her in the first place。 When they were alone in the past； which
was often； she would give him a look that was adoring； while at the same
time very sultry。 She was giving him that look now； and the old feelings
for her were starting to come back。 Simon reached out to hold Janice's
hand； but she jerked it back quickly。
〃Let me get you home。〃 she said as she gathered up her things。
〃I told you； I don't want to go home。〃
〃Well； I can't stay here all day； Sy。 I've got shopping to do and a
house to clean。 I really have to go。〃
Feeling sorry for himself again； Simon leaned back in his chair and
said； 〃I'll be fine； why don't you take off。〃
Driving away and leaving Simon at Don's tavern； Janice began thinking。
If his wife was really cheating on him； she could get Simon back。 She
had heard the rumors about her own husband's infidelities and figured
that all she had to do was wait around and catch him in the act； then
file for a divorce。 Janice suddenly pounded on the steering wheel when
she realized exactly what she was thinking about。 〃Damn it； Simon！〃； she
yelled； 〃Why did you have to come back？〃 and then she started crying。
Part II
〃Where's dinner？〃 her husband called out to Janice when he got home
from work。
〃If you don't mind； I thought we'd go out to eat。〃 she yelled from
upstairs in their bedroom。
Normally； her husband preferred a home cooked meal； and Janice
expected him to object to her suggestion； but he surprised her。
〃Let me give the Carsons a call。 We were suppose to meet them later
for drinks anyway； so they might as well join us。 How's The Landing
sound？〃
〃I thought we might go over to Don's place。 We haven't been there in a
while。〃 Janice replied quickly。
She was hoping to run into Simon again since he lived so close to the
small tavern。 This was the reason she was getting dressed up。
〃Okay； I'll tell them to meet us there for supper； then we'll all go
to the Landing for drinks when we're done。〃 Tom yelled back。
Janice wasn't the only one with a motive for wanting to go out。 After
hearing from Jack about how the hot redhead drained his balls this
morning； he wanted to see her again。 In a perverse sense； this was Tom's
way of getting even with Simon。 Several nights over the past six years
he heard Janice talk in her sleep and mention his name； but when he
asked her about it in the morning； she denied having any feelings for
him anymore。 Tom didn't believe this； and suspected his wife was still
in love with her former boyfriend。 He didn't plan last night's jaunt on
the patio with Simon's wife； but when it was over Tom looked at it as a
macho victory over the man his wife still cared for。
Janice finally came downstairs and announced she was ready to go。 The
way she was dressed removed any doubts Tom had on how Janice felt about
Simon。 Instead of the blouse； jeans； and sneakers that she usually wore；
Janice was decked out in a short pale…blue skirt； a tight fitting white
sweater； and heels。 Right then； Tom made up his mind he was going to
fuck Simon's wife again； even if he had to go over to their house like
Jack did。
〃Bob； will you tell him I need those shot glasses back。 I only got
about five clean ones left！〃 the owner of the small tavern pleaded。
〃Hear that； Simon？ Don's cutting you off。 Time to go。〃
〃I'm not getting in that fucking boat again！〃 Simon shouted without
even looking up。
〃What's your position on cars？〃
Back and forth they went； Bob trying to get Simon to leave； and Simon
trying to get Bob to stay and drink with him。 In the end； Simon won； but
only after Bob made him promise to eat something。 Bob had seen his best
friend like this before； and knew all to well how belligerent he could
get。 Don came over to the table then and asked； 〃Can I take these away
now？〃
〃Shit； it's about time！〃 Simon said。
Playfully； and not too hard； Don hit Simon over the head with a tray
he was carrying。
〃What are you doing here anyway？〃 Simon finally asked Bob。
〃Remember； you and Mel were suppose to come over