So, I ruined Christmas #cherrypiecure

posted by susan-oh-susan / february 24 at 8:00 am / uncategorized / 5 comments

I didn’t ruin Christmas Eve.

But I ruined Christmas.

Yeah. Christmas Eve. Locked in the master bedroom. On my bed. Our bed. The bed we both slept in just last night, both got out of that morning. The last few nights had been rough—I barely slept, to be honest. I lay on the edge of my side, and when John rolled over and reached for me, I went stiff as a board. Did he feel it?

Probably not.

Our bed.

I tried to remember the last time we had sex in that bed. It wasn’t that long ago. Not months. But a few weeks.

Not that that seemed extraordinary, you know. John never had that high a sex drive.

How the hell did he have the energy, the desire to have an affair?

How amazing must she be for him to…

Oh. God.

John knocked on the door a little bit after midnight.

“Susan? Can I come in and go to bed now?”

Like, no.

I tried to make the word. But I couldn’t.

So I reached for the phone.

What would I say? What could I say?

Please believe me—there was no premeditation or manipulation or planning to what I did.

He was on the other side of the door, asking to come in.

I couldn’t cope with seeing him.

I sent a text.

“How much time will we have, honey-bunny?”

Another one.


And a third.

“You know I’ll settle for what I can get. For now, anyway.”


5 comments on So I ruined Christmas:

sugar&spice76: OMFG. What did he do? Susan? Are you posting tomorrow? What did he do?

BeautifulThingsEveryday: You never told me that’s what you did!

susan-oh-susan: I did! I told you I texted him.

BeautifulThingsEveryday: Well, but I thought that meant: “John, I know you’re cheating on me.” Not verbatim quotes of his skank’s texts. Respect, sister. Well, well done.

mommyshidinginthebathroom3: Hi! I just landed here today for the first time. Funny (or not) backstory: I googled “how stupid does a man have to be to sext with his girlfriend on his wife’s iPad,” because that’s how my BFF found out her loser of a husband was cheating on her. Just read through the whole blog. What Sugar said. What did he say? What did he do?

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About mjanecolette

Writer. Reader. Angster. Reformed Bohemian (not). Author of the erotic romance TELL ME, the erotic tragedy (with a happy ending) CONSEQUENCES (of defensive adultery), the award-winning rom-com (she's versatile) CHERRY PIE CURE, and TEXT ME, CUPID--a (slightly dirty) love story for 21st century adults who don't believe in love... but want it anyway. A sought-after speaker and presenter, Colette is also the author of the Dirty Writing Secrets Series, which includes the non-fiction collection of essays ROUGH DRAFT CONFESSIONS: not a guide to writing and selling erotica and romance but full of inside inside anyway, 101 FLIRTY WRITING PROMPTS TO SEDUCE YOUR MUSE, and ORGANIZED CREATIVE. She's also the curator of the fab YYC Queer Writers anthologies Queer Christmas in Cowtown, Screw Chocolate, and A Queer Summer Night's in Cowtown. Releasing Spring 2020: CUPID IN MONTE CARLO.

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