Your wife is here to get you...

You turn as you hear someone speak to you.

“Are you going to be ready soon? The car is parked in a 30 minute zone…”

You sigh as you realise it's your wife Stacy standing expectantly behind you, tapping her foot impatiently.

“Yeah, I’ll be done here in a second” you reply reaching and picking up your bags.

Without another word your wife turns and heads for the car, and you follow. The last few months in hospital have given you an outside perspective on your family life and you couldn’t honestly say it was completely without regrets. You had met Stacey in high school and the two of you had fallen in lust, you were the hard working student and she the social creature. No one would have said the two of you were an exceptional couple, Stacey was quite pretty, though never a stunner and well… you were you but you got along well, and more importantly for you at the time – Stacey put out.

…and then she got pregnant, and the two of you got married, as was the thing to do at the time. After that; things had just run down, you were both young and had a baby daughter to care for, you worked two jobs but you still only just managed to make it through college without going completely broke. Stacey got pregnant again and you started your own software business on the side to try and support your growing family. When it eventually took off, you could finally afford to support your family properly. This was fortunate because by the time your first daughter was in first grade and your second daughter was toilet training, Stacey was pregnant again.

It seemed that after each child, the two of you spent less and less time together, Stacey lost interest in having sex with you and you became consumed in your work. You always felt you were slaving to keep your company up to date in a competitive field and the whole time Stacey was at home and raising your family without you. It has finally come to the point where the two of you hardly speak anymore, and you suspect that Stacey not only resents you but is using you to support her increasingly extravagant and adulterous lifestyle.

Her hair is cut short, silver blonde and perfectly styled, a testimony of continual visits to expensive hair salons. Her face is small and pretty but you don’t see the beauty in it anymore because her dazzling green eyes that used to warm you turn to stone when they look at you now. She’s kept her figure trim through the years with a series of younger handsome male fitness and sport instructors, as well as some minor cosmetic surgery.

You remember joking once, saying that if you were going to pay for all her surgery maybe you should have a say in what was getting changed, all she had said was “Boobs, right?” sighed and walked off. It was partially true, her bosom wasn’t anything special, slightly stretched from breast feeding but otherwise firm and of average size. Her legs where slender and her butt firm… all in all; your wife was still moderately attractive.

You follow her out to her Mercedes and you’re astonished to see your neighbor Jeff lounging comfortably behind the wheel. Jeff was 30 and separated from his wife, rumor had it he was divorced when his ex-wife caught wind of his countless infidelities and you knew enough about of him to believe it.

“What’s he doing here?” you mutter softly to your wife through clenched teeth.

“Don’t be ungrateful!” She hisses back at you “He’s been a lot of help with you in hospital, looking after the girls and giving me a hand when I need it.”

“You let that horney prick look after the girls?” you whisper fiercely “I bet he couldn’t believe his luck…”

“He was glad to be of help, now shut up and get in the back!” She replies angrily, then smiling brightly runs ahead of you to greet him.

“I bet he was…” you say to yourself as you throw your gear into the trunk and climb into the back seat of the car you paid for.

Jeff leans around from the drivers seat and grins at you.

“Good to have you back buddy! Now let’s get you home huh?”

Your wife squeals excitedly as he revs the engine of the Mercedes and screeches his way out of the hospital car park with you fuming in the backseat.