Elizabeth still had no idea why this had happened to her. She had only been married a few months and already, her husband, David had been caught cheating on her. She thought he had been at work, but after she came home early from teaching classes at the private school she worked at, Elizabeth had seen David screwing Mary Brooks.

As she drove down the busy streets of Atlanta, Elizabeth kept thinking what she saw was only something of a bad dream, but… It wasn't. So with nothing else to do, Elizabeth turned into the parking lot of the first bar she saw. A drink might help her cope with the pain, maybe even dull it, but the damage had been done. Elizabeth turned off her car, grabbed her purse and walked into the bar.

But she wasn't the only one there. Two of her closest friends, Lucy Black and Amy Jones were there having a drink as well. Elizabeth walked right past them without even saying hello, and marched right up to the counter where the bartender was fixing drinks.

"I need a Don Julio Anejo, neat. And don't try to slip me that curvo swill, again!" Elizabeth said, her voice was full of anger. "I wouldn't drink that with YOUR mouth!" she said under her breath.

The bartender had seen many women come in angry, so he knew better then to not give her the drink she wanted. Amy and Lucy knew something was wrong and they wanted to find out what was bothering their friend. So, the two girls got up from their table and walked up to Elizabeth.

"Uh, Elizabeth?" Lucy said softly.

Elizabeth turned to her friend. "Oh, hi," she groaned, then gulped down her drink.

This was very concerning to Lucy seeing her friend in this grumpy mood. "Are you alright?" she asked Elizabeth.

Then, the pain returned. It struck her deeper now ever before. "No, I am not alright!" Elizabeth then signaled to the bartender to pour her another shot and she downed that one. "I caught him!"

Lucy blinked. She had no idea what her friend was talking about. "Uh...who?" she asked confused.

"DAVID!" Elizabeth shouted.

Amy looked at Lucy then at Elizabeth. She too seemed to be confused. It wasn't until Elizabeth told them about David and his so called affair. "What did they say when you caught them?" Amy asked.

Elizabeth looked down at her empty glass. The bartender filled her glass. "They didn't see me." she sighed sadly. "When I saw them, I just left and came here." Then she downed her glass, looked at the bartender with the 'give me another' look. He poured her another, which she downed in one gulp.

Now these actions of her were really starting to worry her friends. Seeing her down four rounds of tequila was so upsetting, but that was when Elizabeth just lost her cool. "We've been trying to have a baby for three months, but it's no secret now to why I can't have a baby with that cheating bastard. It is because David has been blowing his load into the neighbor before I even get home!"

Elizabeth went on and on about how she wanted to have a baby, but couldn't with her husband cheating on her. Finally, Amy asked, "Elizabeth, do you really love David?"

Do I really love David? Elizabeth asked herself. She didn't know what to say now. With the pain of her husbands adultery still hitting her had, being only slightly dulled by all the tequila she drank, Elizabeth broke down crying.

"What have done? I have been married to someone I wasn't in love with. Wasting my happiness on a life that I haven't been able to live," she sobbed. "I have been to worried about the happiness of my mother and others around her to focus on my own happiness."

Lucy hated seeing Elizabeth this way. She always saw her as a younger sister, but what could she do to help her? Sure, Lucy had few boyfriends that either cheated or only dated her to get close to her mother. And after the breakups, she would always have her brother...Brother?

That was it!

"You know..." Lucy began with a smile. "My brother is coming back from overseas this weekend."

Elizabeth felt her body tingle at the mention of her ex-boyfriend. "Fisk is coming back?" she asked blushing.

Lucy nodded. "I know he's always liked you. If you are interested."

Elizabeth chocked her head. "Are you suggesting that I have an affair with Fisk as some sort of revenge?" she asked.

Lucy shook her head and held up a hand. "All I'm saying that you two used to date. So it would be good to hook up with him as a friend." she said, then pulled out a pen and wrote down his cell phone number on a sticky note. Elizabeth picked up the sticky note and studied the number. It sounded like a good idea, but was it?

So after spending some more time with her friends, Elizabeth returned home. When she got there, David was outside in the yard talking with Mary Brooks' boyfriend. The boyfriend was a tall and strapping young man, but clueless to the fact that David was screwing his girlfriend. Elizabeth quickly put on a fake smile as her husband waved at her, she waved back but didn't make eye contact with him.

Once inside the house, Elizabeth went to work doing her duties as a good wife should. She cleaned the floors, made dinner, washed the dishes, and mopped the floor. But during all that time, her thoughts kept going back to her time at the bar and how Lucy gave her Fisk's number.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop thinking about her ex-boyfriend.

That night, Elizabeth was getting ready for bed when her husband walked into the room, smiling. "Elizabeth, I love you," he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you too, David," she said softly, loud enough for him to hear her, but she didn't mean it. The truth was her body felt cold to the kiss and his words. Elizabeth hated him to point of just wanting to slap him and divorce his cheating ass.

Elizabeth still kept that fake smile on face as she walked over to the bed. She sat on the bed and stretched out, her fingers clutching the sheets and making them pucker. While Elizabeth laid there, David went to her, stood over her. Her grin was still there, but on the inside she was frowning. He suddenly lunged for her waist. She emitted a shriek as he twisted her over on her stomach in one practiced flip.

He pulled up her nightgown, yanked her panties down and grabbed her hips, moving them towards his torso with one hand as he pulled his boxers down with the other. Elizabeth was disgusted, but she played along and acted like she enjoyed the sex. When David was done, he kissed her one more time before going to bed, but not Elizabeth, she stayed awake and cried silently. Tears ran down her cheeks. She felt so cold and alone.

The next morning when she awoke, David was already going to work. He kissed her goodbye and left. Getting dressed for work herself, Elizabeth looked at the picture of her and David on their wedding day. The anger of betrayal was still burning hot. Without a second thought, she picked up the picture, looked at it and with all her strength threw it against the wall.

Glass flew everywhere. Elizabeth picked up the photo and ripped it into tiny pieces, cursing the day she even said yes to being his wife. "I hate you, David!" she screamed, then stormed out of the house and drove to the school she taught at.

The students sat quietly as Elizabeth entered the classroom. One of the boys, who was known to have a huge crush on her got up from his desk and walked up to her desk. She looked up and smiled this spectacular smile and asked what she could help him with. He set his assignment on her desk and asked her the question pointing to a place on the paper.

"I can't read upside-down very well, Jason. Come around with it," Elizabeth said.

He walked around her desk and set the assignment in front of her, looking down her shirt at the same time. Her cleavage was spectacular and he could see a lot of her breasts and the flawless canyon of perfection between her famous orbs. His words got all garbled as he couldn't focus on anything else but her breasts. She looked up at him, catching him looking down her shirt.

Elizabeth stood up, shocked. "What do you think you are doing?" she asked Jason. He felt his face grow hot as he quickly looked away.

"Sorry," he said.

Elizabeth pointed to the door and shouted, "To the principal, NOW!"

Jason could see his teacher was clearly in a very bad, so he did as he was told. Classes proceeded on without hitch, but the mood in the air was gloomy. Other teachers could see that Elizabeth was hurting, but she pushed their concerns to the side and finished her work with a smile.

When she got home, she saw David flirting with Mary Brooks. They didn't see her and she went inside to prepare dinner. David came in shortly after that. When he put his arms around her, Elizabeth pulled away.

"Something wrong?" he asked her.

Yes, you've been cheating on me! Elizabeth's mind screamed, but she said, "One of my students was being a pervert and looking down my shirt."

David rolled his head back in annoyance. "Little freak," he said, then went to get washed up for dinner.

That night, while David slept peacefully, Elizabeth laid wake, staring at the ceiling. She was thinking about seeing Fisk, but her thoughts kept turning turning into sexual fantasies. Closing her eyes, Elizabeth places her right hand on her left breast and began to grope it. Her body began to heat sexual desires, she needed to get rid of all the pent up stress. Getting out of bed, Elizabeth made her way into the bathroom, before removing her nightgown. She looked at her nude body in the mirror, as her hands began to move down to her slit.

"Oh, Fisk," she said, then plunged her fingers into pussy. She let out a low gasp, but not loud enough for David to hear her. Elizabeth let out low moan as she continued to finger her slit, soaking her hand in her juices. She closed her eyes and kept on imagining Fisk going in and out of her at a steady pace. She moved her hand faster and started to moan louder, her juices dripping down her legs, forming a puddle underneath her.

Elizabeth continued to masturbate until she reached her climax. Her legs became weak as fell to her knees, panting very hard from her orgasm, licking her licking her fingers and tasting her own juices and loving them. When Elizabeth was done licking her fingers off she suddenly realized what she had to do.

Returning to the bedroom, Elizabeth picked up her cell phone and dialed Fisk's number. She was going to see Fisk. However, her call went straight to voicemail. So she left a message for him. Putting down the phone Elizabeth put her nightgown back on went to sleep. Now all she had to do was wait until Saturday to see Fisk.