Diary Of a Pissed Off Wife(6)

“It’s okay baby, not to worry.” I believed him, he can’t look me in the eye when he lies, so I know he was telling me the truth. Good. With that settled it was on.





Funnily enough, I had more fight in me now that I knew that he hadn’t fucked her. Somehow I felt more empowered.

“Babe, go shopping, buy whatever you want, but please don’t get your crew involved in this.”

“Sorry babe, I have to. They’re my backup; you passed the baton when you told me to ignore this shit. Besides, this is women’s work.”

“What do you plan to do?”

“Nothing too illegal, not to worry. Make sure the kids do their homework and eat their dinner. Maybe you should order pizza for dinner. This might take a while.” I got up and checked my phone again, looking at the pictures she’d sent.

It wouldn’t take much to find out her last name and shit now that I knew she was on the cheerleading squad.





“How did she know about our bedroom furniture?”

“Her father sells furniture or some shit, she asked me what kind you were into. I just told her the name, but I swear she was never here.”

Damn, I should really milk this, but he looked so miserable.

“I hope you’ve learned your lesson, because we are never to go through this little exercise again. There won’t be a next time. Stay the fuck away from females. Unless you want me to return the favor.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that if you strike up conversations with women that get to the point of you discussing my taste in furniture, I will park my ass on a bar stool somewhere and do the same. Even Steven.”





Chapter 8





I left him lying on the bed and headed into the bathroom. I needed a nice long bath to wash away some of the drunk off my ass. I took my phone to start my phone tree. Without giving anything away I sent out an S.O.S, let my chicks know what was going on. They all said they’d meet me at the designated spot in an hour. Time to get a move on.

Now my girls are made up mostly of other team wives. It makes sense that when our men are away we’re there for each other. Even the coach’s wife hangs with us and she’s a lot older. I wasn’t sure exactly how to go about telling them about this. None of us had ever had to deal with this particular headache before.

“Baby you calm now?”

“No why?” I came out the bath and was moisturizing and getting myself together.

“Nothing, I just…I’m not sure this is such a good idea. Shouldn’t you wait until you cool down? You don’t wanna do anything rash.”





I gave him my ‘don’t be an ass’ look. Now in my house, my hubby is top dog, he knows it and I know it. But there comes a time when a woman has to take the reins, and for me, this was it.

This bitch disrespected me. She wasn’t getting away with it. “You see all the things you’re thinking right now? Write them in book. Keep them at the forefront of your memory when you’re on the road. So that you will never do this stupid shit again.”

“I don’t see how having a perfectly innocent conversation could cause all of this”

“Well it did, now you gotta ask yourself, how you would handle this shit if it were you?” He didn’t like that shit one bit if the way he puffed up was anything to go by.

“Look, stop worrying. Nothing’s gonna happen. I just have to teach this girl not to mess with the big dogs. Rrrrrhhhh.”

To fuck with his head I put on a short dress that fit right in all the right places. I could see him watching and thinking. He knows I usually wear jeans and tees when I’m going out the door, unless it’s a special occasion.

But for the next little while, for the few days that she stole from me, he was gonna sweat. I left after giving him a disinterested smooch on the lips. I was still mad at him for bringing this shit to my door. The ass.





Chapter 9





My girls were already waiting when I got there. I guess I wasn’t as slick as I thought I was on the phone, because they were all looking at me with worried expressions. Damn, they brought the newbie, oh well.

I sat down and ordered my first Appletini, they knew it was on.

“Okay what happened? spill.”

So I told them the whole story, from beginning to end. The first thing my girl Jilessa did, was break out her phone and go searching for this Tiffany broad. She called around to some of the other girls on the squad, until she got what she was after.

“Carry on.” She was not looking too happy.

"Jane, you know if a man cheats on you once he'd cheat on you again. I never understood women who forgive men these indiscretions. I know Travis said he didn’t actually cheat, but the whole thing just smacks of indiscretion to me.