Best Revenge Is To Reject Her

"Looks like we got to get back. Eh, Richie?"

Richie nodded vigorously, "Yep. Time to work."

"We'll walk you out," Abby suggested and grabbed her coat. Melvin knew that she was up to something and had a good idea of what it might be. He wondered what it would be like to be on the other side of the coin for once. To be the man cheated with instead of the man cheated on. Sounded kinda nice.

As they made their way towards the door, Abigail pulled Melvin's arm, putting them a step back behind both Tina and Richie. She looked at him with sharp eyes. A wicked grin curved the corners of her mouth.

"So, Mel. Are you sure you got to get right back? I mean, well... we could catch up on old times. We could get a room nearby where we could, you know, make up for lost time," she said, rubbing his arm. Her breast pressed against his forearm as she leaned into him. It was not an unpleasant sensation.

He considered it for a moment. This was his chance for revenge, wasn't it? To use Abby the way she had used him and then treat her like garbage. But the thought of fucking her just didn't appeal to him. She disgusted him, not turned him on. And did he really want to be on the same level as the lawn boy that had destroyed every last shred of his dignity, every last sliver of confidence he'd ever had? Melvin realized that the only way to get revenge on Abigail would be to reject her as she had rejected him. She'd fucked some kid, left him and moved on to the next cash cow she could dig her filthy claws into and suck out dollar bills while probably fucking other kids. Now, he would reject her and move on with his life, putting her behind him forever. He wanted nothing to do with her, ever again.

"I don't think so. But tell your husband that I say hi and to get out while he has some pride left," Melvin said, pulled free of Abigail's arm, and walked away.

Her mouth dropped open, and she was so shocked, she didn't even hear Tina stifling a bark of laughter.