Hypocrisy Bites

HYPOCRISY BITES

Robin came early to the coffee house to meet her lover-to-be. She was still deciding if she wanted to be with him. So far, they had not had sex per se, but she knew she had to give in to him or break it off. If they had sex, that would be the end of her marriage. When it came to sex, she couldn't multi-task. She started her internal deliberation with a review of her husband Kirk's best qualities.

Kirk was the proverbial 'good guy.' Theirs had been a rebound relationship initially. Both had had marriages that had ended because their partners had cheated on them. Kirk had been a good, non-judgmental listener and had a nice, strong shoulder to cry on. It didn't hurt that he was boyishly handsome, well-built, and had plenty of money. Kirk never pressured her towards sex or anything else she didn't want to. The sexual tension grew as they dated more and more. She almost had to rape him to get him to have sex with her the first time. Robin was ready to move on with him at the time.

Robin had made it crystal clear that the one promise that meant more than any other: Fidelity. Kirk must remain loyal to her and their marriage. She couldn't conceive that she would ever cheat.

The sex in their marriage was excellent and, even now, she began to get wet just thinking of the times they had had in bed. Kirk seemed reluctant to get married for fear of being cheated on again. Robin understood but eventually got him to take the chance. Their first few years were wonderful, sex-filled and satisfying. She liked how he paid attention to her, complimented her, and usually went overboard with his presents on her birthday, Christmas and anniversary. On Mother's Day he gave her more presents for his mother-to-be and most actual mothers got. Robin was not being taken for granted. She was not aware of what had happened or did not happen that would cause her to do anything to threaten her marriage. There wasn't anything wrong in her marriage and it was called hypocrisy.

It bothered her that she was contemplating being unfaithful to him. She remembered how she felt when her ex had cheated on her. Robin feared what the likely effect on Kirk would be when he found out he was being cheated on again. Why had she even participated in the seduction by Francoise at the beginning? Why risk her terrific marriage? Her only answer was that although she loved Kirk, she was never really 'in love' with him. She ferverently believed that Francoise was her soulmate. When it came down to it, Robin knew she was more afraid of losing Francoise than she was of hurting Kirk's feelings. That's how passionate she felt when she was around, or even thinking about, Francoise.

Francoise -- just the thought of him led her already wet pussy to gush. It was lust at first sight when he came to her table at this coffee house one day. He had a killer smile with dazzling bright teeth. His wavy, dark hair and tanned features caused her to sigh in hopes of him wanting to pay attention to her. When he spoke to her with that French accent, part of her was ready to go off with him at that moment. Falling for him made no sense logically, but it sure made sense sensually. She remembered their first meeting.

"A beautiful lady should not have such a sad face. I am Francoise and I am a good listener."

"I . . . uh . . I'm Robin." She held out her hand to shake, but her took her hand in his and kissed the back of it. Robin's whole body shivered with excitement in response.

For some reason from the first instance, she felt completely comfortable in talking to this stranger about the slight depression she was feeling and the questions she was having about her marriage. Francoise supported her feelings and her desire to do something about it. He offered his friendship and another meeting with her. She quickly accepted.

That night Robin masturbated to the thought of being fucked by Francoise as soon as she got home and before Kirk got home. It was the best orgasm she had ever experienced. She couldn't help but think about what it might be to really have sex. In the next weeks, her contacts with Francoise were more frequent and more intense. They moved from hugging to kissing to fondling to mutual masturbation.

She awoke from her daydream when Francoise sat down beside her. Once again, his smile caused her to melt in her seat. His presence made it easier for her to bring up what she needed to talk about. Robin had decided to make her lusty desires known. "Francoise, I want to be with you so badly it hurts when you're not next to me. I just can't have sex with you while I'm still married. Fidelity was the cornerstone of our marriage. On the other hand, I don't think I could stand it if we have to wait to have sex during the months that it would take for a divorce to go through. I don't know what to do."

"Robin, have you thought of a legal separation before the divorce? That allows you to avoid the problem of keeping your wedding vows and is simple and quick to do."

"That could do it. Yes, that's the way to do this. But even then, it's scary to think about. I hate to tell Kirk, but I need to. I cry sometimes just thinking of how demoralized he will be." Robin took a few minutes to control her emotions.

She chuckled as she continued, "I can't believe that here we are talking of separation and divorce like they were items on a menu." Robin turned serious. "Francoise, I can't take the risk of ending my marriage if I'm not absolutely positive that you will be there for me."

Francoise exaggerated having a heart attack. "Your words would have wounded my heart if I had not already given it to you. Look into my eyes my darling, to see if I'm lying. Robin, I love you. You are the most beautiful, sexy woman I have ever known. You will be the mother of my children. I have loved you and wanted you from the first moment I ever saw you. I promise to love you until the day I never see you again many, many years from now. What else can I do to assure you?"

"I believe you sweetheart, but I still have to face Kirk with the news. It's not going to be fair to him no matter how I say it, but that's the best I can do. I can't have sex with you before that. I couldn't stand the guilt. Francoise, come to my house and stand beside me when I hand him the separation papers. I will need your emotional support to be able to leave him if he cries. Kirk is really a good guy and doesn't deserve what I am about to do to him, but I deserve the life I want with you."

"I'll be glad to come as long as Kirk has no gun in his hand." He chuckled.

"Don't worry. He is not a violent man. I'm more worried he might harm himself. I really hope he finds a woman who loves him as much as I love you."

*****

THE DAY

Kirk came home and immediately noticed there was no smell of dinner being prepared coming from the kitchen. He assumed that meant they were eating out. Robin came into the living room with a serious face and issued the infamous line of cheating women, "Kirk, we need to talk."

Kirk keep standing and tried to keep his temper as he anticipated bad news.

"Kirk, I hate to do this to you. I love you and I don't want to hurt you . . . "

He interrupted, "BUT!"

"But, I've met someone. Someone I'm in love with and I'm sure is my soulmate. I hope you believe I wouldn't do this unless I was absolutely positive it is for the best for both of us. I have here a legal separation prepared which will change into a divorce petition after 90 days. As of right now, however, the document says that you and I are free or our marriage vows and can be with someone else if we want to be. Eventually, when you see we're both better off apart, I hope we can still be friends." She waited for a reaction.

Through gritted teeth he asked, "Who is son-of-a-bitch?"

"There's no need for name calling. You wouldn't know him. His name is Francoise. He's from France. I want you to meet him so you can be sure I will be all right. I think in different circumstances the two of you might have been friends. I have packed a couple of bags and will leave with him tonight after you meet him. Francoise, you can come in now."

Francoise came from out of the kitchen. Immediately, he and Kirk locked eyes. Both had a moment of shock. Kirk walked over to Francoise. Robin became concerned that she had misjudged her husband's desire to commit violence.

As the two stood toe-to-toe, the tense atmosphere was broken by an exclamation from Kirk.

"Frankie Douche-bag!"

"Dog-breath Kirk!" They hugged and patted each other on the back.

Francoise/Frankie spoke -- without a French accent. "Man, it's so good to see you. What's it been? Ten years? How's your Mom?"

"Fine thanks. You know she asked about you the last time I talked to her." Kirk looked at his wife and back to Frankie. "I see you're still a pussy hound."

"Yeah, sorry about that. I had no idea she was your wife. I guess she uses her maiden name. I'm surprised you got married."

"Don't worry about it. I was getting tired of her anyway. Well, you've still got a good eye. She is one fantastic fuck. I decided to get married so I could get regular sex without having to spend the time always trying to seduce someone new. Were you really going to go away with her?"

"Are you kidding? I'm a catch-fuck-and release man. I thought we might last a weekend before I would have to 'fly off to France.'"

"I don't think I could do stuff like that anymore. I don't have the energy it takes for a seduction and escape."

"You're crazy, dude. The fun is in the chase. Sex is the icing on the cake, and you know how I like to lick the icing." They laughed.

"Hey, Frankie. You want to go to a bar and get caught up?"

"Sure, and I know just the place. I guarantee you that you and I will get laid tonight. Hey, it's even better now that you are legally separated from Robin. She can't use your philandering against you in the divorce."

"You sure you don't want to stay here and claim your prize?"

"Not really. I don't think Robin is very interested in sex with me now. Are you as good as Kirk says, Robin? I can always come back later." A smirk crossed his face.

Robin sat in a trance where she was more than a deer caught in the headlights. She was more like a deer hit by a semi. "She finally spoke. What about me?"

Kirk responded, "Your bags are already packed. You need to go somewhere else to live. Be gone by the time I get back. Frankie and I may have company when we return."

Robin burst out in tears as the two men walked out.