Chapter 3 I’m Samantha

After the show at my daughter's university, my husband continues to act like the best of husbands, although he doesn't even try, he brings me cheap details that he finds anywhere, he doesn't kiss me with love, you can see the annoyance with which he kisses me. He is a hypocrite! Tonight, he invited me to a meeting with the partners of the company, so I decided to go to the hairdresser's and get dressed up, I had a beautiful haircut, make-up, and manicure. I bought a beautiful tight"fitting white dress, despite having had two children, I had preserved myself, and although for my age I was already considered "old", I felt in the prime of my youth. I felt beautiful, and I was. I just wanted to see my husband's face. He picked me up as we agreed, he was very elegant and really handsome, he was a gentleman, he was older than me, but the center of attention of any young woman was too vain, he kept his body, he went to the gym, his face was hairless, but you could not see the passing of the years, and his blue eyes made me sigh. It was in those moments that I realized how much I was in love with that man, he had been my husband for more than fourteen years, and I didn't know it. How was that man capable of wanting to hurt me? I had given him everything, damn him! "Wow my love, but how beautiful you are, my dear! You had all that well hidden from you!" Cristopher said to me when he saw me, this time it sounded real, his eyes opened, and his pupils dilated while he saw me. "Thank you dear, you look very handsome too," I answered him while I held out my hand for him to kiss it. Christopher takes my hand, he kisses it, and little by little he goes up my arm until he reaches my neck, when he is there, I feel a rush, I was liking him, but no, I had to remember that everything was a lie, and that I had to hold my desire to be with him, I didn't deserve it. "Darling, we are going to be late. I give him a kiss on the cheek and push him away from my body" his countenance was different now, he felt scorned and under his pants his manhood was exposed. We had a spectacular evening, not thanks to him, but to his friends, who made me feel the center of attention, giving me compliments and treating me as if I were a young girl. My husband looked as if he was jealous. I couldn't believe that he had any such feelings towards me. On the way back home his cell phone kept ringing, we already had a few drinks on us, and I blurted out. "Answer your lover, she must be desperate not to hear from you!" I looked at him and smiled in a mocking tone. "Look, I'm not in the mood to put up with your bullshit, I didn't like the way you behaved at the party, you talked to all the men, Amanda, you're not a young girl anymore". "Oh, honey! And who said I was being treated like one?" Christopher's eyes are now darker and full of much more will go, anyone would think he was burning because he loved me, but well this time he had tried to act natural. That night he turned off his phone, lay down next to me and tried to be intimate, but my dignity was greater than my desire, so I pretended to sleep, for the second time that day the poor guy had been left like me many times, with desire! The following days everything continued in total normality, my husband continued with his false attentions and his hypocritical and feigned love, meanwhile my daughter took it upon herself to become friends with the girl he was dating and for whom he was going to leave me in ruins. Camille despite being so young was quite mature, and managed to get the information I needed so much at this moment, so I went to pick her up at the university and to my surprise, at that moment she was sharing with my daughter. "Hi mom, it's so good to see you, it's so good to see you coming to pick me up," my daughter says excited to introduce me to her new friend. "Hello, my love, I see you have a new friend, my name is Amanda, I hold out my hand to her". "Hi, Miss Amanda, nice to meet you! I'm Samantha Avile" "Oh what a nice name! , well girls, what do you say we go eat something delicious?" I needed to interact with that girl, her face was that of a very young woman, she still reflected innocence, but by her attitudes, she looked like the devil himself. Her clothes were quite flashy, that morning she was wearing a leather mini skirt, a blouse that only covered her breasts, her hair loose, and some nice sneakers, she had every right to dress like that, she was young and beautiful. "Oh, no, Miss. Amanda! I think I will refuse your invitation; my boyfriend comes for me almost every day, and today we are going shopping, you know I can't refuse" Her smile invades her from ear to ear, she gives a little squeak taking my daughter's arm, who smiles falsely at her. "Of course! I understand you, and uff when it comes to shopping, we can never say no," I tell her with antipathy. "No, of course not, he gives me everything I want, so I must take advantage of it!" "Oh yes, everything?!" my look is now full of anger, and I would like to smash her against the world, I don't care that she was a young girl, my desire to hit her was becoming more latent. "Mom, come on, I'm starving!" As if my daughter sensed that something was going to happen, she interrupts me and pulls me by the arm. Samantha's phone rings, she pulls out a state-of-the-art cell phone, it was obvious who had given it to her, her nails were perfectly manicured. "Oh hello my life, where are you my precious daddy?" Samantha answers the call in a rather cloying tone. She leaves our sight without even saying goodbye, I grab my daughter by the arm, I want to just scream, run after her, I wanted to kill her, my husband gave her expensive gifts, while he gave me any wilted flower he found in the neighbor's garden, I could not describe what I felt at that moment, I just know that I wanted to kill her! "Mom, stay calm, Christopher doesn't deserve you to be like this, let's go out to eat something, I feel you should start by loving yourself, take care of yourself and dedicate yourself, my brother is independent he doesn't need you full time, I want you to study something, go to the gym, I don't know, but no more, I don't want to see you suffer anymore" my daughter hugs me tightly, she knew that inside me I was breaking, and although there was not much she could do for me, she was absolutely right with what she said to me. I sink on her shoulder lost in tears, I can't contain myself, I tried to be strong all this time, but it was inevitable, my husband had changed me for a basic girl and much younger than me, he was taking all her money, the worst they wanted to keep even mine, and I was simply being deceived and manipulated by my husband. But this was not going to stay like this, he was going to pay for it!