Vows of Deception: Something old, new, borrowed, and BLUE... by K. Harris Page B

night to receive a call from her phone, he was prepared to give her a hard time. As soon as another man’s voice came on the line, he went from zero to a hundred in anger. How dare she step out on him?
    The unidentified man then went so far as to explain why he was calling. Stating his wife was seriously intoxicated and would need a ride home. Lamont found the humor in the situation and let it be known that he knew she needed him. Belittling her by calling her foolish for getting drunk, the line disconnected with no further words. He didn’t even get the location of his wife’s whereabouts. Tracking her credit card came back nothing after her cell phone went straight to voicemail. He considered having it tracked but thought better about it. After all she is the one that left, he would let her figure out how to get out of trouble. For all he knew the so called saver could have been a crazed lunatic.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Packing, what does it look like?”
    “I can see that but why?”
    “I’m going home.”
    “Home? To her?”
    “Yes home. To my house. She should have cooled down by now.”
    “Why are you going back to her?”
    “Because she is my wife.”
    “But you don’t love her.”
    “I don’t love you.”
    “You could learn to.”
    “Look, I am not going to throw away five years for two months. Are you crazy?”
    “What about me?”
    “Nothing will change between you and me. That’s my home and I won’t give that up. You will either have to deal with it or…”
    “Or what?”
    “Would you really like to find out? How will you pay your bills with no job? The gifts, trips, and perks of being with me, is it worth the risk of giving them up?”
    “…”
    “I didn’t think so.” Lamont finished getting his things together. The bulk of his belongings were fine to stay at his secret condo that Danielle knew nothing about. He was only taking a suitcase back for the meanwhile. “Let yourself out, turn the key into the attendant downstairs, and I will see you at the office.”
    “…”
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.” He said roughly pulling the silent woman to him.
    “Yes sir, Mr. Graves.”
    “That’s more like it.” He turned to leave but another thought came to his mind. “Oh and don’t wear any panties today. We have that long boring ass meeting. I need something to occupy my mind.” That gained a blush from his temptress.
    “As you wish sir.”
    “Good girl.” With one last wink he was on his way to make someone else’s day. Life was good. He had a wife, a home, a stellar career, and endless playmates around town. He was the luckiest man on earth, if he didn’t say so himself. Most men wish they could have it that good. His father taught him well coming up. Now that the wife was on to his game now it would be no conversation of whether he was cheating or not. The answer has been made evident. Unfortunately she will start to be needier and requesting he give her more time than the others. Just as his mother had.
    Like it was yesterday he could remember his parents going at it strong about his father’s infidelities. His mother was hysterically crying about how terrible he was treating her. The countless threats she had made to leave him fell on deaf ears as his father just nodded his head. Then smirking with a deadly undertone he laid out some simple speech of encouragement.
    “Then what will you do?” “Where will you go?” “You are going to let another broad reap the benefits of having me. Me? The sole provider of this house. The man of this house. My house. With so many influential people in my pocket how far do you think you will get if you leave me? NO money. NO place to lay your head. You were poor when I found you and you keep being ungrateful you will be once again. As long as I come home to you there is nothing to worry about. I will always come home to you when it’s said and done. Remember I chose you to share my name and for you to have my