A Short Story

Wednesday

Let me introduce myself, I'm Grace, I'm 34, work as a receptionist and live with Will.  (Yes I know, and we get the piss taken out of us for that all the time).  Will and I have been together for 9 years, never married and never had kids.  Will is gorgeous, 37 and works in a big spacious office doing accounts and, I have just found out, is having an affair with a young stick insect that he met when she did some temp work for him.

Ok, so she's 23, has a model figure and is called Megan.  Obviously I don't know for sure, but I bet she's waxed to within an inch of her life, visits the hairdresser every 6 weeks, has no cellulite, drinks in trendy wine bars and never watches soaps.  Unlike me.  Nuff said.

You may wonder why I haven't kicked him out, or how I can be so relaxed about it.  Simple really, I have been having an affair with Megans' Dad, which is how I found out about Megan and Will.  I must add at this point, that Andy (Megans' Dad) is only 41 and single.  Oh the tangled webs we weave!

My biggest problem now, is that Andy wants me to meet Megan and her lovely boyfriend, Will on Sunday afternoon.  This could prove slightly difficult and somewhat uncomfortable for all parties.

So, I decided to come clean with Andy last night and tell him who Will is.  Needless to say he was pissed off that I had lied about being single, but was mollified when I promised to speak to my boyfriend and finish it (followed by excellent sex, with Andy, not Will).  I then told him who said boyfriend was.  Unfortunatly that went down like a ton of bricks, but we decided that we would catch him out.  I think we're slightly evil.

Friday Evening

I surprised Will by cooking, despite the fact he was off out with the lads (Megan, obviously).  After we had eaten I informed him that I'm having an affair and waited for him to own up also.  Guess what?  He didn't.  After shouting and much finger waving, he told me he was off to stay with a mate (Megan no doubt) for a few days to 'think'.  Think I'm doing the washing up then.  Andy, by the way is delighted and has asked me to move in.  I may as well, I can't afford this house on my own and Andy is minted.  I can't fathom what he sees in me, but I'm better not questioning it really.

Sunday Afternoon

Well I've had a few texts from Will, saying he's prepared to forgive me, but things have to change (?) and we'll talk at home tonight.  I don't think so, I moved in here yesterday.

Andy and I are eagerly awaiting our visitors, Andy phoned Megan last night to tell her about me moving in, apparently she was excited about meeting me.  He didn't mention my name.

Shit, the doorbell has just gone, my heart is bashing against my ribs so hard now I'm a touch concerned I may break one.  Here they come.

Andy walks into the living room, closely followed by the stunning Megan and Will.  Oh I wish you could see Wills face, his mouth is hanging open and he's shaking his head.

'No, no, I don't believe this' he's saying

'What's wrong Babe?' asks Megan

Andy is standing by watching and waiting.

'I think Will's in shock' I say, 'If you'll excuse me, I'll just put the kettle on'

One Year Later

The wedding is a huge success.  It has probably been the weirdest wedding I have ever been to and certainly not how I would have expected my wedding day to be.  Megan and I are both 4 months pregnant and have just had a joint wedding.  Andy and I are more than happy to share our wedding day with Megan and Rob.  Rob is a lovely lad, the same age as Megan, he picked her up and brushed her off after she kicked Will into touch, which she did on that fateful Sunday afternoon.

Megan and I became best buddies from the word go.  I don't think either of us expected that, but we both love her Dad dearly.  Speaking of which, Andy has just stood up to make a speech, I think I'll just have one glass of champagne, one will be ok.