“Um, you mind?” Cindy said, smile still on her face as she tried to look past David.
David looked behind himself and found a TV playing a lesbian porn.
“Ah, no, sorry.” David said, slinking out of the room and closing the door behind him.
“David! What the fuck? I told you I packed all your shit already! Why are you bothering Cindy?” Susan angrily whispered.
David blinked. He did remember Susan saying his stuff was packed up already. Cindy’s shouts of ecstasy and pleasure began to ramp up, and Susan no longer felt the need to whisper.
“Come on, man! I told you not to go through my shit! Cindy’s trying to get off and you’re staring at her like a fucking simpleton pervert - and I’m saying this as a fucking perverted slut! She’s not interested! She likes women.” Susan said.
David’s head was swimming. That’s right, Cindy had always been a lesbian. She taught yoga out of her house, and her classes had suspiciously only been sexy women. Susan had joined to get in shape and then…. And now Cindy’s house was a yoga studio, and she was living under Susan’s roof.
“I-I’m sorry. I don’t know why… what happened.” David said.
Susan felt almost sympathetic. Her new, dominant, “alternative” side was fighting against it, but her old love for her husband still prevailed.
“David, it’s fine. I brought your stuff to the car. But remember - this isn’t your house anymore. You can’t just go opening doors and staring at my girl like that!” Susan said, a bit more gently.
“You’re… you’re right.” David said. He couldn’t argue with her. It wasn’t his house anymore.
******
David drove his luxury SUV out of what used to be his house. He was officially moved out now, his car filled with the last of his items. He drove towards his new place - a penthouse, filled with high end furniture and classy decor. Everything about David’s new life would be classy, unlike his slutty wife.
David felt a single tear run down his face as he drove away, but as his memories altered again, even the good times with Susan became corrupted. After the divorce, he remembered things that seemed innocuous at the time. Susan staring down the shirt of a hot waitress. Susan looking at girls with fat asses as they walked by. Susan acting extra flirty with attractive saleswomen at jewelry stores or car dealerships. Honestly, David felt like a fool. How could he not see his wife’s desires before this? “Oh, well. I hope she enjoys her new life.” Thought David, as he drove off into the sunset.