Broken Fantasy : Part 6

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Broken Fantasy (M/F, Intr, Cuck, Voyeur, Anal, Blkml, Preg)

by Bob Fuzzy

Chapter 6

Later after the baby had been put down and we were in bed she said,
"You need to pay condolences to Dante's family."

"They're not going to want to see me." I replied.

"It doesn't matter. It's the right thing to do. You killed Dante
and you need to tell them you're sorry."

Consciously I did not even question Teri's motives for this. Maybe
subconsciously I thought she might have had some other ideas.

I told Teri, "I will stop by Dante's house in a day or two to pay my
condolences."

I avoided Dante's funeral. I felt it would be in bad taste for the
man who killed Dante to be at his funeral. On Saturday I went to
Dante's house. His sister was there going through things. I
introduced myself and she told me to call her Sherry. She was a
little heavy set and appeared to be in her early twenties.

I told her I was very sorry for the accident and I hoped she and her
family could forgive me. She said it was an accident and there was
nothing to forgive.

She said that Dante was a troubled spirit and she hoped he could be
at peace. I could tell there was something she was holding back. But
I did not pry.

I said that he and I had worked together and had gotten togther
socially sometimes. I told her I felt really awful about what had
happened. Sherry smiled at me. I don't know why but she started
telling me about Dante and her family.

"You know Dante was the only boy in our Family. Our daddy went to
jail for life when Dante was ten. It was just him, my momma and our
older sister."

"After Daddy left Dante thought he was the man of the household. He
would try to order the rest of us around. Momma did not know what to
do and in a way Dante kind of took over the house."

I really could not believe this woman was revealing so much about her
family to me. I was a total stranger to her that had run over her
own brother after all.

I asked if there was anything I could do and she asked if I could
take some heavy things and load them in the moving van she had
outside.

She said her momma were coming by later. But she was not in good
enough shape to carry some of the heavier stuff. I spent most of
the morning hauling stuff to the van.

Sherry just kept telling me more about her family.

"When Dante was eleven he moved into our momma's bedroom and slept
in her bed. I was a little young to know what was going on. But
momma was just barely taking care of the family. She was working
two jobs and she had no time for herself. The next thing we know
she was pregnant."

"She had another daughter and another mouth to feed."

"Dante was doing stuff to make some money and my older sister dropped
out of High School and got a full time job as a cleaning woman."

"Dante was good at football. If he had not been so good at sports I
don't think he would have stayed in school."

"He stayed in momma's room even when she was pregnant. About six
months after momma got pregnant, my older sister Denise got pregnant
too. She lost that baby. I think it was because she got to drinking
too much."

"Denise got hooked on drugs and ended up a whore. She would go out
at night and bring Dante back money."

"When I turned ten, Dante came into my room one night. He raped me.
I told momma but she did not do anything about it."

"Dante was a high school football star. He had cheer leaders coming
by and they would spend the night with him in his room. There were
girls of all races. It did not seem to matter to Dante. There was a
rumor that he even got a teacher pregnant. He had scouts from
colleges all over the country coming to see him play. He got a
scholarship with a full ride to play and then he was gone."

"I'm so glad he moved away or I would have ended up like Denise. She
died a few years ago. She ODed on heroin. It was Dante who messed
her up. She had good grades and worked hard to help momma until
Dante got to her." and then she just looked down and stopped talking
for a moment.

"Dante was not a good person. We were all a little afraid of him. I
hope he changed. But he never seemed to. My momma did not even
mention his name the last few years. We all have to go sometime.
For his sake I hope he repented his ways."

I could not lie to the woman. So I just bowed my head and did not
say a word.

When Sherry's momma showed up I paid my condolences to her. She had
a couple of pre-teen girls were with her. I figured they must be
Sherry's half sisters.

After getting the van loaded I told them again that I was sorry for
there loss and I left.

I found out later the police had performed a full investigation of
the accident. They talked to several friends and co-workers. But
they could not find enough evidence to make it anything but an
accident.

Teri and I had problems. It was like we were on different planets.
I was hung up on my guilt over killing Dante. I was not really
paying attention to Teri and I could not look at the baby Tanya
without thinking I killed her real father.

Since the baby had been born and Dante had been killed our sex life
had been practically non-existent. Teri was always too tired for
sex. When we did have sex she even sometimes fell asleep before I
was done.

Since I still had Dante's videos I would watch them while Teri slept
and masturbate. I don't know why I kept watching the spy cams of
Teri's activities every day. It was like I expected something to
happen.

It was few months later that I saw Teri masturbate in front of our
computer. I checked the history and found she had searched for
interracial sex. She had been on several sites that showed video
of black men fucking white women.

This started to become a regular thing for her. I did not understand
what was happening. It intrigued me. Was she going to leave me?
Was she hung up on interracial sex?

Then one weekend she said she was going to her mothers and she would
be back the next day. When she was not around I called her parents
and asked what their plans were for the weekend. Her mom said they
had no plans except to work around the hosue and she asked me what
we were up to.

I told her Teri and I were hoping to get some time alone and asked
if she could babysit Tanya overnight. She said she could and hoped
we might be planning a romantic evening together.

I said that might be the case.

I had caught Teri in a lie. So a few hours before Teri said she
planned to leave for her parent's house I told Teri I was taking
Tanya to the playground for awhile. I packed up a bag of Tanya's
stuff including food, diapers, and clothes and drove the hour
to Teri's parent's house.

I left Tanya with Teri's mom and quickly drove back home. I gassed
the car on the way home. I had put a GPS locator in Teri's car. She
was still home when I got back. I parked around the corner and
waited.

I saw Teri pull out of the garage and I followed her at a safe
distance. She got on the freeway and headed for the City. When
she got tere she drove to a hotel in the downtown area and parked
in their garage.

I parked on the street around the corner and rushed to the door of
the hotel. I saw her check in at the desk and then carry her
overnight bag onto the elevator.

I rushed over to the desk and said, "I just missed my wife. I had
saw her board the elevator. I was parking the car and she was
suppsoed to wait for me. But she must have forgotten."

"Can I have another room key to get in?"

The desk clerk looked a little suspiciously at me and said, "May I
see some identification please?"

I pulled out my wallet and showed her my driver's license and said,
"Here's a picture of my wife and I see?" as I showed her a snapshot
I carried in my wallet.

"Oh but your last name is different."

"My wife uses her maiden name. You know how strong willed women can
be these days." I said with a smile.

Fortunately my guil was enough and the desk clerk handed me a card
key for the room.

"What room is it?" I asked.

"Room 1210 sir." she responded. Then she turned her attention to a
man who was behind me.

I went back to my car and moved it to a garage down the street. Then
I went back to the hotel and up to the twelfth floor. I found room
1210 and then I found a room with vending machines a little ways down
the hall.