Never Settle

      Women have a sixth sense- women’s intuition. Based on the amount of affection Greg gave Angel regularly, she knew nothing of his extramarital affairs. His sexual habits didn’t change, which are normally the first signs of infidelity, and the fact that he worked such unusual hours, Angel couldn’t fathom him cheating. Not only was he cheating, he had been living a double life. How could he have enough time to live so many lies? Angel was now finding out that people make time for things that are important to them and time is never really a legitimate excuse. Angel had seen this kind of shit on some of the ridiculous talk shows and never thought something like this would happen to her. But here she was, sneaking around in her own basement to uncover everything she’d missed over the last seven years.

      Rachel’s letter basically said how much she loved Greg and was ready to start the family he had promised her. She did write about how she would patiently wait for him until his divorce was final and that she was certain she wanted to be with Greg and only him. Rachel sounded convincing to Angel the night they met just over a year ago. Now, here Angel was seeing it in black and white. She thought it was strange that Greg would leave something like this sitting out in the open. Maybe he didn’t care anymore and was planning to be with someone else anyway. Who knew? Thumbing through the rest of the letters, nothing caught Angel’s attention until she bent down after accidentally dropping one. As she went to retrieve the letter, she noticed a box underneath the desk. At this point, Angel figured why not know everything? There was no harm now, the damage had already been done.

      The box contained three DVDs. They weren’t labeled, so that prompted even more suspicion. She grabbed them up and went to the other part of the basement with the 54” television and the DVD player. Angel immediately put the first disk in. There was nothing more than the old movie Good Fellas playing. She fast forwarded it a bit. Whew! she thought. Angel had let her nerves and suspicion get the best of her. Now she was just paranoid looking for something wrong in every little thing. Angel went to take the DVD out and return them all to the original location. Just as she reached her hand to remove the DVD from the player, she saw it with her own eyes. There was Greg and a strange woman having sex!

      Angel backed away from the television so quickly she fell backwards over the glass coffee table and flipped onto the floor. “Damn it!” she hissed as she climbed up to her feet to regain balance. She looked again, and there was Greg screwing some nasty looking woman with double D breasts and wild hair. Angel gagged, thinking she was going to be nauseous and vomit right there on the carpet. From the looks of both their faces, they seemed to be enjoying some hot and steamy fucking.

      The DVD made Angel visually realize that she wasn’t the only pussycat in Greg’s life. She went over to stop the DVD. Hell at this point, Angel figured why not view the other two just to make sure there was no one in the videos she recognized. She popped in the other two DVDs just to see what was on them. Of course, both had more of her husband screwing. Each one of them was a different woman. Angel didn’t see so much as a condom. There was no telling how many woman he had fucked over the course of their marriage! He has not only put himself at risk but the selfish bastard didn’t even think enough to try to protect her either. They have two children for goodness sakes!

      Angel could feel the blood rushing through her body. There was no telling what she would do to him the next time she saw him. But for now, she had a better idea. Angel took all three DVDs and burned copies of them. There was no way she was going to let his ass off that easy. She was hurt, disappointed, and just plain fucking mad. The only reason she ever started seeing Mark was because Greg was out fathering children while she was working everyday, taking care of their children, and the house. She gave 150% to their relationship. Angel gave until she could give no more. She had stuck it out all this time so they wouldn’t have to work out visitation. Angel was so worried about Greg’s and the boys’ feelings; never once did she put herself first. Well today was a completely different day. She was getting the hell out of here, never to look back, as soon as daylight came. If Angel wasn’t so damn exhausted from trying to locate the pitiful son of a bitch today, she would leave now. But she knew it was dangerous to start on her way to Ohio this time of night.