“You look stunning,” John had told Sara. Of course she did. She knew it, too. She had great legs, a nice ass, and long blonde hair. The costume she chose, with the form-fitting black bodice and the black mesh stockings, was meant to show offer her assets and to evoke the sexy vixen look. “I’m going to be the envy of every man at the office masquerade party tonight,” John added as they walked to the car to drive to his boss’s lakeside retreat.
Four hours later Sara was alone, broken-hearted, oil lantern in hand, sitting on the pier overlooking the calm lake. How could he do this to me, she thought. What did that other woman have that she didn’t? Why was she getting all of John’s attention, while he literally ignored his own wife?
Sara placed the lantern down on the wood pier and slowly lowered herself into the cool lake waters. The water level reached only to her waist, so she began to walk toward the center of the lake where the water was the deepest. As the water level reached her shoulders, she was about to submerge herself completely when she heard her husband behind her frantically calling her name. Then she heard a splash as he dived into the water and swam toward her.
“Sara, what the hell are you doing out here?” John screamed.
“Leave me alone,” Sara said, tears streaming from her eyes. “Go back to your little Barbie doll that you seem so enamored with. I hate you.”
“Sara, if it’s Claudine you’re talking about, she’s my boss’s wife,” John explained. “I was just playing up to her to get on her good side. She’s very influential on her husband and I was hoping to score points with her so she would sing my praises to her husband. I promise you that was all there was to it.”
John reached out and grabbed Sara and started pulling her to the pier. “Now let’s get out of the water, dry off, and go home, where I’ll prove to you that you’re the only woman in my life.”
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo challenge. Photo credit: Kamil Rybarski on Pexels.com.