Ain’t Love Grand

He told her he wanted to offer piano lessons in order to bring more money into the household. “We can’t afford a piano”, she said.

He bought one anyway, with their savings.

Every night he had women in, “teaching them piano” he said.

Susan wasn’t stupid, she knew he wasn’t teaching piano to these women. Making up a fake name, she emailed Stanley and set up an appointment.

That night, she waited in the piano room, wearing a sexy red dress and a blonde wig. When Stanley put his moves on her from behind, she put Stanley through the piano.

Copyright John Nixon

This little foray into the world of infidelity and the ramifications of such an act, is my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers. click on the frog for more stories.

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