Vera’s bad day
Vera’s Bad Day © This is fiction; any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. ************************************************************************ Mrs. Peal was frustrated; nothing seemed to be going right. Her husband had apparently lost interest in sex. She wondered just who he was fucking now. Was it that new blonde bitch assistant he had just hired? He seemed too eager to attend that two-week seminar in Vegas. The morning after Hal was gone; she had to call the plumber to fix a leak. The two hundred dollar charge to fix a leaky faucet was bullshit. Then she had had a fight with her oldest daughter, Susan, after catching her sucking her boy friend’s cock by the swimming pool. Vera paused in front of the hall mirror to take stock of her body. She blew a strand of …