My Super Tiny Teeny-Weeny Ex - 12

Sydney came home from work, took a shower and came to bed ready to have sex as usual. It was hard for me to open my legs up to him knowing that he’d been lying to me all this time, but I made myself do it, like I had done for the past six months since I’d found out about how much money he was hiding. Even when I hinted around for things that we needed in the house or how a bill was about to go unpaid and said things like “We’re going to have to come up with the money some how,” he never gave any indication that he had it in the bank. Nor did he produce any cash.

Not wanting him in my face, I let him in from behind and falsified my moaning and groaning, encouraging Sydney to finish his poking faster. When he was done, he collapsed and pulled me to him. “I’ll be ready for round two in about an hour,” he chuckled.

I lay there silently in random thought about how challenging marriage really was. When I heard Sydney begin to snore softly, I scooted forward out of the spoon.

“Where you going?” he mumbled putting forth a little effort to keep me in place.

“I need some water,” I lied. I wasn’t thirsty; I just couldn’t lay there one more second in the arms of a man who refused exert any more effort, no matter how slight, to better his own life, and then be so selfish on top of that. It was a turn off, no matter how good the sex could be.

“Bring me something to drink when you come back,” he mumbled. “Please.”

“Okay.”

With no specific purpose other than to get out of Sydney’s presence, I walked to the kitchen and leaned against the counter, folding my arms across my chest. There was complete silence other than the ticking of a wall clock. The sound drew my eyes to it and reminded me that there were only three sleeping hours left before I would have to get up, get the kids ready and go to work. Sydney was working from four to midnight, so it only seemed logically right that he would get Casey off to school, and keep Carlos, during the day time, but he still refused forcing me to pay the extra daycare money anyway.

I was so disgusted with my lying lazy husband.

Which made me think about Quinton Larowe.

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