Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who has read this story and especially those who have reviewed. I didn't think this story would be as popular as it's become and it's definitely a surprise to me. I also like to send a special Thank you to everyone who has read this story with an open mind about adult relationships.
And in case if anyone is wondering, I based Tracy Batista's physical appearance on the beautiful Tera Patrick. Yes, a porn star.
Enough babbling…onto the story.
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Rae shook her head. "I know it's early but I swear I just heard you asking me why I'm not sleeping with your ex."
"I'm just wondering why you and Dave aren't hooking up." Tracy wondered.
"I don't know. Maybe it's because your soon-to-be ex-husband is an absolute dumb-ass."
"Is he the only one?" Tracy smiled.
It was natural that Rae and Tracy formed a close friendship upon meeting each other. Tracy was a former stripper/Playboy prospect turned accountant/soccer mom when she met and married Dave in a quickie Vegas drive-thru ceremony. She didn't care that he had two daughters for she had a daughter as well.
The relationship was passionate, beautiful, and raw. The couple were exhibitionists and often had sex in as many public places as possible. That was until Dave started traveling. And that's when the relationship turned something short of hell. The pair constantly fought and Dave was thrown out of the home many times.
Yet, despite the constant windfalls in their relationship, both Tracy and Dave felt that had a common and unwilling ally in Rae. "Trace, it's early, I'm craving a cigarette and I'm grouchy. I just want to sleep."
"Meh, you're always grouchy. Let's chat for a minute." Tracy pointed to a nearby bench.
Rae started to whine. "We're going to do this whether I want to or not, huh?"
"Yep, so get comfortable." Tracy said as she sat down.
Rae lit up her cigarette. "Since we're on the topic of how brilliantly genius your ex is, I need to know…"
"Yes?"
"Other than the obvious reason, why are you and Dave divorcing?"
Tracy sighed. "Well, where do I start?" She took a sip of her Vanilla Almond coffee. "The fact that when he was home he was never home? He was always out with his boys or at the gym? The fact that he needed—not wanted—but needed to buy a four-hundred dollar scarf? He would spend six hundred dollars on a goddamn lunch pail that was going to collect dust? The fact that he was some comic-book hero to the girls for two days a week while I was the villain for the remaining time?"
"Dave said you had a problem with him being on the road so much?"
Tracy shook her head. "Try seeing your husband for only eight days a month and you'll have a problem with it too."
"What about the Superman syndrome?"
"Dave is gone for four, five days of the week. That leaves me to raise three girls alone. And I couldn't even tell you the number of times his daughters have constantly told me that I wasn't their real mother whenever I had to punish them. I would call Dave and tell him to talk to them. What his response? 'What do you want me to do?'" Tracy shook her head. "I want you to help me raise the kids, motherfucker."
Rae smiled. She always appreciated Tracy's smart-ass comments and her light approach to life. "What about his affairs? I mean, it's obvious that it bothered you but I don't understand…" Rae took a puff of her cigarette. "I mean, you're beautiful, you're intelligent, you're everything."
"I knew about all of his affairs. I'm friends with the Divas and a lot of the wrestlers, so I knew about everything. Dave rubbed a lot of people the wrong way when he made those comments about Smackdown! a while ago. He didn't think for a minute that those people were watching his every move and reporting it back to me."
"So you accepted the fact that he was cheating on you?"
"Are you fucking kidding me?" She rolled her eyes. "But you need to understand something. If you struggled for six years to make a relationship work through all of the traveling, the injuries, and the illnesses and what-not…what are a couple affairs?"
"So you allowed his affairs?"
"Oh no, baby, I threw his ass out of the house many different times. Dave got on me for being jealous, but please, I look better than any of those bitches any damn day of the week. If the shoe was on the other foot, Dave wouldn't let me leave the house."
"What about his career? Did you support his career?"
"I've always supported Dave's career. Am I a fan of professional wrestling? When it's good, yes. When it sucks, hell no. But did I want to hear the fucking shit 24-7? Not really. Did I want to be put on a strict diet because he couldn't eat certain foods? Hell no. I want my fat!" Tracy laughed.
Rae smiled. "So what's going to happen now with you two?"
"Well, we're divorcing. It is what it is. I still have a lot of love for him but it just wasn't right for us. It worked for six years. " Tracy said with a contrite smile. "And we're sharing joint custody of the girls. His daughters want to stay living with me and Dave isn't contesting it. But I'm not complaining. I'm getting a nice alimony payment for a while." She smiled. "But enough about me. What's going on with you and David?"
"We're friends, Trace. Nothing more."
"You mean to tell me that he has been living with you for two months and nothing has happened?"
"He's not living with me, he's only staying with me until…"
"Save the goddamn speech, Rachel. He's living with you. That bullshit speech you're spitting may have worked on everyone else but not this bitch." Tracy nodded.
"I slept with Orton." Rae blurted.
Tracy slightly cocked her head to one side. "Did his dick hurt?"
"A little, yes." Rae remembered one particular time where Randy took her from behind. She never screamed so hard in her life. "But he's a sweet guy, Trace. He's just a sweet guy."
"What do you like about him?"
"He's simple, you know?"
"Yeah, I know, you know." Tracy mocked. "That boy should never give an interview again."
Rae smiled as Tracy referenced Randy's infamous 'you know' interview. "I mean like, he has such a big heart. I just love his big heart and his simplicity."
Tracy rolled her eyes. "In other words you love that he's a dumb ass with a big dick."
Rae nodded. "Uh huh."
"So are you and Orton together?"
"I'm not sure. I don't want to call him my boyfriend quite yet and he's not quick to throw out the girlfriend name around me."
"How many times have you fucked him?"
"Ten."
Tracy stopped drinking her coffee. "And how long have you guys been hitting it?"
"About three days now."
"Damn."
"It's been a long time, Trace."
Tracy nodded. "I can relate. I remember one time when Dave came home from traveling overseas, we sent the girls to your house for two days." She smiled. "We fucked in every room three times."
"Hey, I thought you and Dave were sick!" Rae questioned.
"And boy did he make me feel better those days." Tracy smiled.
"Well, I think nothing is going to happen with Dave and me. He's with Kristal and…"
"He's not with Kristal, trust me on that one." Tracy assured. "If I know David and I know him pretty well, he's not with Kristal. She was just something to do when he was bored."
Rae laughed. "No love lost?"
"Hardly." Tracy changed the subject back to why she wanted to talk to Rae in the first lace. "I want you and Dave together. You're the only one that me and the girls can stand and the only one that Dave can truly appreciate."
"We'll see." Rae answered. "He's a cheater, Trace. If he fucked on you, he'll definitely fuck on me."
"I'm not sure about that. I see how you two interact with each other. I think the feeling is mutual." Tracy then grabbed Rae's hand. "Consider this a blessing from me and the girls."
Rae was touched. "Thanks, Trace."
"Anytime, sweetie." Tracy glanced down at her watch. "I hate to cut this short, baby, but I need to get ready to meet with the divorce lawyers. They can't believe that Dave and I are being civil about everything."
"I'm a little surprised myself."
"Well, with three girls and two careers, is there really any time to be hateful towards each other? I'm not saying that I forgive him like that." Tracy snapped her fingers. "But there really is no time to be angry."
"True."
"But you wanna know the weirdest part about us divorcing?"
"What?"
"Our problems didn't truly start until he was home all the time." Tracy took another sip of coffee. "Talk about irony."
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Immediately after leaving 7-11, Rae headed straight home to find Dave wrapped in a towel making a protein shake. His body was still glistening from the shower and his short black hair was wet. He cracked a smile when he saw Rae walk through the front door. "Hey."
"Hey." She said as she walked over to him. "Making another one of your delicious shakes?"
"Oh yeah." Dave smiled as he looked at the ingredients. "It has a lot of stuff that I'm not sure what the hell it is but it has a lot of nutrients."
"Right, right." Rae smiled. "So what do you have going on for today?"
"Well, I need to meet with the lawyers in a little bit and then I'm going to sign off the lease papers today."
"You're what?"
"Yeah, the lease papers. I found a place that's not too far from here."
Rae felt herself panicked inside. Dave found a place too soon for her liking. And he was actually going to move as soon as possible. She decided to swallow her pride for once and take the initiative. "Dave, can I talk to you about something?"
Dave glanced down at his watch. "Can this wait? I need to get ready for the meeting. I'll be right back, though…."
Rae removed Dave's towel and pressed her body against his. Dave looked at Rae and saw the want in her eyes. "I think I can spare a few hours."