My Ex's idea of social distancing
My soon-to-be-Ex Rain and I moved here six years ago when she was offered a huge paying job, most of which we put into savings, some of it tax-deferred. I wasn't making nearly as much, and I had been wanting to go back to school for an MBA, so two years ago I started taking MBA classes on a 2 nights a week/ 3 hours a night schedule.
When Covid hit, we both had to work from home. She was obviously going batshit crazy. I kept expecting to hear from my college that my class was cancelled or online or something but I didn't. So the next Tuesday night I left for class at 6:30 as usual. I got to the school and found a 4-page notice on the main door saying the in-person classes were closed and giving login information on how to connect with the prof online. So I headed home.
I pulled into our driveway, curious about the two strange cars out on the street. I unlocked the door and didn't see Rain in the kitchen or living room, so I went up to our bedroom, opened the door, and found Rain on our bed practicing social distancing with two of my friends, one with his cock in her pussy and the other in her ass, with not one mask among them, let alone a condom. She screamed, I freaked, her "friends" bolted, and I slept in the guestroom, ignoring her pleas to come in.
The next day was much more pleasant. I got a referral to a divorce lawyer a co-worker had used and made an appointment for that afternoon. Until then I just ignored Rain's constant calling and texting. When I sat down with the lawyer she listened for no more than 15 minutes, then told me I was going to be in good shape. It seems this is a community property state, so I was entitled to half of everything, which wasn't much, except for the $480,000 we had accumulated from Rain's job.
Karma's a bitch.
Finally, a totally reasonable and justifiable reaction to a whore spouse. Damn. Felt good just reading this.