From wife to slut: a new begining

Misty leaves the mall satisfied for the first time in months. To her amazement, Misty feels no guilt by what she has done. Again, she dismisses her behavior on the pregnany hormones. She walks to her car with newly discovered hope. Cheating on Dean wasn’t going to be as painful as she thought. She further convinces herself Dean is doing the same where he is, and if he is not, then he should be.

She spends the next couple of months screwing anybody willing to fuck her. She barely wears clothes anymore at home. When she goes out the clothes she wears leaves little to the imagination. She has made it a point to leave her bedroom window open so Mr. Johnson could watch her. She has met the pizza delivery boy naked at the door on more than one occasion. Even now a man has still never turned her down in the late stages of her pregnancy. The more she grows with baby the more she is reminded of her first gangbang. Everytime she remembers that night is a time she needs to find a man to fulfill her desires. She feels the first signs of labor. She knows sex is put to a halt. She prays for a speedy recovery.

Six hours after giving birth to her little girl, she awakens in her maternity room. She feels her swollen, sore vagina and is happy to find no inscission had to be made during birth. She knows this will get her back on her feet and fucking quicker. She presses the nurse call button and asks for her child to be brought to her room. Holding her newborn girl, she looks at the baby’s features. Who could the father be? Holding the child against her chest, she is amazed to find herself getting horny and wishing fuck. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” she asks herself. She cannot believe these thoughts are going through her mind right after giving birth. “This is not right. One of forty or so men made this child, and I am here alone. I can’t believe what I have done over the last nine months. Something has to be wrong with me. No woman could need sex this much. I am a mother now. I need to make a new start. I need to be the loving wife to Dean again. I need to put an immediate end to my whoring ways. I am a decent person and I will start acting like that again. I am done, no more.” Misty makes this vow to herself during her stay. This is something she plans to keep. With her new child and Dean coming home in less than a month, her life will return to normal. Dean will just have to understand they have a normal, everyday family, and what happened before he left was due to his leaving for such a long time.

Returning home with her child, Misty is good to her word. She has started dressing conservatively again. All her shades are drawn shut at night. She is in bed early and up early with her daughter. She has found a certain serenity in her new life. She entertains herself with excersise. The only thing missing is Dean. She knows it will only be two days until Dean boards that “Freedom Bird” and returns home to her. She is dreaming of his exiting off the plane. She sees the look in his eyes as he picks up his daughter for the first time. She is peacefully dreaming away as the solitude as broken be the ring of her phone. She answers it. “Hello, Dean”

This phone call was not one she ever expected or wanted. Dean proceeds to explain his unit has been extended for another three months due to recent hostilities overseas. She doesn’t want to hear this. She wants him home. The Army has had him long enough. It is her turn. She deserves it. Breaking down, she weeps to him on the phone of her longing his return. She can’t take anymore. She loves him so, and since returning to regular life has been overwhelmed with guilt and wants to make it up to him with love. She feels helpless not being able to care for him, as a wife should. She begins to shake as the phone call ends.