Betrayal

     Stacy sighed as she recounted the events of that morning to her best friend, Rita. They were sitting on the cozy couch in Rita's living room, sipping cups of hot tea. Stacy had sought solace and understanding in Rita's company, hoping to find some clarity amidst the confusion that clouded her mind.

"Nathan is slowly drifting apart from me, Rita," Stacy began, her voice laced with frustration and sadness. "He's always cold, distant. He doesn't touch my food or show any interest in our physical connection. If I feel the slightest bit of desire at night, he dismisses me, saying he's too tired to have sex with me. This is not the husband I married anymore."

Rita listened intently, her eyes filled with concern. She knew how deeply Stacy loved Nathan and how much they had once shared. Seeing her friend in such pain was making her excited, finally Nathan was going to be finally hers, she couldn't wait for them to divorce, so she could have him all by herself.

"He might come around, Stacy," Rita reassured, but inside of her she was obviously leaping in joy. "Perhaps he's just going through a busy phase right now, and it's affecting his behavior. Give him some time, and things might change."

Stacy tried to hold on to that glimmer of hope, even though it felt as fragile as a delicate glass sculpture. She wished she could believe that Nathan's distance was merely a temporary phase, a passing storm in their relationship. However, deep down, she feared that there was something more significant at play.

As Rita finished speaking, her phone dinged, interrupting the heavy silence that had settled between them. A bright smile spread across Rita's face as she picked up her phone.

"Aw, my cute darling has sent me a message," Rita gushed happily, her eyes shining with delight. "He's so caring and attentive."

Stacy couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness as she observed her friend's excitement over a simple message. It served as a stark contrast to the lack of affection and attention she was currently experiencing from Nathan. She remembered a time when Nathan would shower her with similar gestures, but now, he seemed so distant, as if they were living in separate worlds.

Stacy forced a smile, masking her true emotions, not wanting to burden Rita with the weight of her crumbling marriage. She longed for the days when Nathan would send her messages and call her every hour, just like Rita's partner did. But those days seemed like distant memories now, buried beneath the layers of disconnection.

As they continued their conversation, Stacy couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that enveloped her. She missed the deep connection she had once shared with Nathan, the unwavering support, and the passion that had once burned bright. The growing distance between them seemed insurmountable, and she was left wondering how they had ended up in such a desolate place.

Little did Stacy know, this was just the beginning of a journey that would force her to confront the issues in her marriage and make difficult decisions about her future. The road ahead was uncertain, but she knew she couldn't continue living in a loveless relationship, hoping for a change that might never come. It was time for her to find the strength within herself and face the challenges that lay ahead, with or without Nathan by her side.

"Can I at least see your boyfriend? You've gotten over Kelvin too fast, and I wonder who is the guy that was able to make you forget about Kelvin," Stacy said, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

Rita, typing a reply to her boyfriend on her phone, looked up with a mischievous grin. "I won't show you now, maybe some other time. You're going through a lot, so I would wait until your marriage is settled," she replied, her eyes glinting with anticipation.

"Aww, he wants to call me now," Rita exclaimed, her excitement evident as she shifted her attention back to her phone.

Stacy couldn't help but chuckle at Rita's infectious enthusiasm. She shook her head lightly, observing her friend's animated response. "You're such a naughty soul," Stacy playfully muttered, her words laced with fondness.

As Rita continued her conversation with her boyfriend, her phone suddenly rang, causing her to react with swift eagerness. She picked up the call almost immediately, a delighted giggle escaping her lips as she fidgeted with her nails.

"Hey, darling," Rita purred into the phone, her voice filled with affection and anticipation. "Aww, I miss you so much. I can't wait to see you tonight. I'll make sure you forget about everything. It's going to be a steamy night," she added, laughing with excitement. Stacy couldn't help but shake her head at her friend's unabashed enthusiasm.

"Such a naughty babe," Stacy murmured, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

After what seemed like forever, Rita ended her call with her boyfriend and turned her attention back to Stacy, a sheepish smile on her face.

"Sorry, Stacy, I won't be coming to the get-together party tonight. My boyfriend and I are having a steamy night," Rita confessed, her giggles betraying her delight.

Stacy laughed, the sound bubbling out of her. "You're so naughty, babe. Anyways, nothing will stop me from attending. Enjoy your night with your mysterious boyfriend," Stacy teased, her voice filled with genuine affection for her friend.

"Yeah, he's the best thing that has ever happened to me," Rita gushed, her voice filled with a dreamy inflection. "And his ahem... his... you know," she trailed off, blushing slightly.

"Rita!" Stacy exclaimed, a mix of shock and amusement on her face, which only made Rita laugh harder.

Their laughter echoed through the room, a testament to the enduring bond of their friendship, even in the face of life's challenges.

Little did Stacy know that this would be the final night of their friendship, marking the beginning of a treacherous and bitter rivalry with Rita.

"I need to get going, Rita. See you whenever," Stacy said, her voice laced with a tinge of sadness. She stood up, picked up her bag, and turned to leave.

As soon as Stacy departed, Rita's eyes narrowed with malice, and she let out an exasperated scoff. "Just wait and see, Stacy. I'll make sure I take your husband away from you," she muttered venomously. "I can't wait to witness the devastation on your face when you discover him drilling my pussy."