From wife to slut: a new begining

(Part 11 from 14)

For the next two months, Misty is driven by excersise. She uses this as a means of stress relief. She has been at the weights and aerobics so hard lately which results in her body being harder than when she was in high school sports. She is proud of what she has accomplished. Her body is chisled. There are no strech marks or any hints she gave birth just over two month ago. She looks good, damn good, and she knows it. She can’t wait to see the lust in her husband’s eyes as he looks upon her for the first time in almost a year.

It is raining hard in Florida the day she looks out the window and sees two military men approach her door. She opens the door just before the gentlemen knock. She is full of fear, and knows this is bad news to follow. The men inform her Dean had been killed in a truck accident in the Middle East. She is horrified and in shock. What is she to do now? Standing in the doorway, she watches as the men depart. She thinks to herself how ironic it was that it is raining. Raining just like in a movie when bad news is delivered.


The funeral was a beautiful one if there is such a thing. Misty looks around at the family and friends that have gathered. She is happy that Dean has such a large number of friends. She is also happy for her having an extended family. She would always have a shoulder to cry if when she needed it. Her strong appearance though is a mask. Inside she is but a shell of a woman. With Dean gone she feels her life is empty, but for the love of her small child. This is going to be a rough road ahead she feels. It has been quite a long time since she has been in the work place. She is to be a single mother with the need to make ends meet. The family and friends leave the funeral and return to Dean’s father’s house.

The night drags on and Misty finds herself drinking harder and harder trying to drown her pain. She is talking with one of her four brothers and her father as she finally breaks down into tears. Her Aunt Carol and Mark give their condolences as Mark hands her another drink. She needs to get drunk tonight. She wants to get hammered. She wants to drink until she is numb. Mark tries to strike up some small talk with Misty, but still can’t seem to hide his attitude towards her. She can’t believe after all this time this little prick is still pissed at her for turning him on. Misty excuses herself from the family heading out the backdoor towards the pool and hottub. She staggers along her way with a bottle of rum in her hands. Pausing only momentarily to power-drink the rum as she nears the hottub.

Dean and Misty always loved this hottub. She remembers the times they spent making out in it as kids. She smiles remembering how many times she got him hot and bothered before they married. Her head spining wildly she removes her blouse. Next her skirt is removed. She sits her way into the hottub with just her bra and thong panties. Her father-in-law is concerned were Misty may have staggered to in her present condition and sends Mark to find her. Mark finds her at the hottub, but she is so drunk at this point she is babbling incoherently. Mark grabs her under her arms trying to pull her from the hottub. Misty stops him and she has something to say. She rambles on about how she is sorry for what she did when he was fixing her sink. Mark pays her no mind and pulls her drunken body from the tub. As Misty is thanking Mark for his help, her world fades to black as she slips into unconsciousness.

Misty awakes the next morning at her own father’s house. She wonders how it is she got there. Her brain and body are racked with the unmistakable remains of a major hangover. What the hell happed last night? How long have I been asleep? Her brother David walks into the room with a cup of coffee for her. David tells her mom and dad are at work. They wanted to let you sleep off your boozing last night. He explains the baby is with her in-laws. Misty is the youngest of five children. She has four older brothers, David being the youngest of the brothers. David is 25. Mike is 27. Paul is 29. The oldest brother is John and he is 33. David asks how she is feeling and what she remembers from the night before. Of coure like shit, and nothing are her answers. David being the ever proper brother asks if she would like to get out of her blouse and skirt offering her use of some sweats and a tee-shirt. She gladly accepts the offer. David tells her to meet him in the study after she gets changed.

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