The Wives Club

Time again for ‘Friday Fictioneers’. A weekly 100 word photo prompt hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. A merry band of over 100 people participate each week. Becoming addicted is guaranteed, resistance is futile…..

janet-webbs-sangria

Ted’s confidence lasted about as long as the ice in his Sangria. Sally watched his eyes flit from one woman to another; a little blonde by the wall, the brunette, another blonde by the kitchen. She watched his tongue slip out just a fraction over his lips. Stood by the doorway, she couldn’t miss the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead or the dark patch of dampness spreading across his chest.

“Shall I introduce you to my husband ladies?” she said scornfully,

Ted swallowed.

“Or should I say OUR husband”

Their eyes met.  Sally smiled. Ted’s legs gave way.

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38 thoughts on “The Wives Club

  1. this is priceless. absolutely priceless. this reminded me of a memory and a thought – my ex would always check out any and all women – he thought I was totally oblivious, that he was some sort of slyyyy dog – NO – i saw it all of the time.

  2. Love that Sally’s got game! Well done Helen; really draws us into the story. The final sentence in the first paragraph seems to be off by a word? “Stood by the doorway,” should that be Standing? Otherwise, I got a little confused there.

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