His Second Girlfriend

By Fiona Masters

Jon's whole world brightened when he fell for Bella. Things are perfect, until he meets her roommate, Catrina. She's a sweet, adventurous girl with a naughty streak. What will Bella say?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fiona Masters
• Release date: Sep 2, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005738495

Fiona Masters

Fiona Masters is a librarian by day and a smut writer by night.

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His Second Girlfriend

By

Fiona Masters

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 1

Jon awoke the following morning to sunlight streaming into the bedroom window. When he turned over, he found an empty place in the bed beside him. He saw a note pinned to the pillow.

"Good morning sweetheart,

I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed last night. You are a wonderful and caring lover. You were sleeping so nice that I didn't want to wake you. Give me a call when you get up sleepyhead!

Love B"

Jon fell back on the pillow with a smile on his face. She certainly had it wrong about who was the caring lover he thought. When he turned and looked at the clock, his smile faded as his eyes fell on a picture of Daniella. A cloud of overwhelming guilt suddenly enveloped him. He closed his eyes and sighed then looked at the clock. It was already 11 am on Sunday morning. He would normally have been at Daniella's gravesite for his weekly visit by this time.

Jon got up, his muscles aching and his head still buzzing from his alcoholic binge. He dressed quickly and hurried downstairs. He stopped at a table that held the many photos of Daniella and picked up a locket that Daniella had often worn. Inside was a photo of Daniella and him taken not long after they were married. It was the two of them, cheek to cheek, squeezed into one of those cheap carnival photo machines.

As Jon stood there looking at the locket, a feeling like he had never experienced before came over him. It was a feeling of warmth and comfort, like everything was going to be okay. He suddenly knew what he had to do.

With the locket in his hand Jon left the house for the cemetery. He stopped at a roadside flower stand like he did every Sunday and picked up a bouquet of flowers.

It was a beautiful mid-September morning when Jon stepped out of the car. He looked around at the still green trees, their leaves not yet showing any hint of the fall season that was just around the corner. There was a gentle breeze rustling the leaves and the sun was shining brightly in the crystal blue sky.

Jon walked on weak legs up a grassy knoll to Daniella's grave. This was the place that Jon had come every week since Daniella had died. It was his place of solace, a place he could talk with Daniella, his light in his darkest hours.

Jon held the flowers in his hand and opened the locket to look at the photo again. He felt comfortable here; his little talks with Daniella always left him feeling better. But today the emotions were somehow different. There was a strange feeling surrounding him, sad but yet happy, almost like this wasn't his place anymore.

Suddenly from out of nowhere, Jon was surrounded by thousands of colorful butterflies, flapping their wings in a frenzy of activity. Jon couldn't help but smile.

Then almost in unison, they landed on the grass around him, with the exception of one lone butterfly. It landed on the open locked Jon held in his hand. Jon gazed at the beautiful butterfly as it sat silently, slowly moved its wings. When the butterfly didn't move, Jon knelt and placed the locket and flowers on the grave marker. When he stood back up, the butterfly flew from the locket and as if by some unheard signal, all the other butterflies flew back into the air in a whirlwind of color.

Jon watched in amazement as the kaleidoscope of color moved again in unison, floating on the gentle breeze, climbing toward the top of a large oak tree. Soon they were so high that they disappeared in the blue September sky. Strangely with the movement of the butterflies Jon felt his guilt lift from him like a blanket, his heart soaring on the breeze that carried them away. He turned, leaving the locket and flowers on the grave and began to walk back down the hill. As he passed an old couple that he often saw at the cemetery he said, Did you see all those beautiful butterflies?

The old couple looked at him and shook their heads. Butterflies? The old man said. I don't think there are many butterflies around this time of the year.

Oh really? Jon said in surprise and looked one last time above the oak tree at the empty sky. He thought he saw one lone butterfly hover atop the tree then disappear. He smiled at the old couple and said goodbye and walked away, feeling an exuberance that he hadn't felt in years. Everything was going to be alright now.

Chapter 2

Jon went home and packed up all of the memorabilia of Daniella from around the house. He left a menagerie of pictures on the wall but otherwise everything went carefully into an oak hope chest of Daniella's in a spare bedroom. Then Jon called Bella.

Hi sweety, he said with exuberance in his voice.

Hi, Bella answered brightly, you sound excited.

It's been a very good day. I was wondering if you had time for dinner tonight?

Certainly, Bella answered. I know a quiet little Italian restaurant not far from here if you're interested?

That would be great. I'll be over at seven.

Jon arrived a little early and was surprised to see Catrina answer the door.

Hi Jon, Catrina said and hugged Jon, kissing him lightly on the lips. Bella's still getting ready, come on in.

Jon was a little surprised at the kiss since he really didn't know Catrina that well. What he did know about her he liked. She seemed to be a