0 comments/ 29496 views/ 1 favorites Life Goes On By: BatsandGlamour When my wife Jeannie passed away two years ago, I was devastated. Never mind that she was a beautiful woman-mind, body and soul, and just thirty-eight years old. We were happily raising two strapping, wonderful boys, aged seven and nine. I did the only thing I could do: I put their needs first. I've been mother and father, friend and advisor, doctor and teacher to them. I made sure that my boys adjusted as well as possible to their loss, and I think they've come out fine. Thanks to all our love and efforts, and the help of grandparents, friends and a caring community, we've all made it through; sadder, of course, but grateful that our family has survived in one piece. That's why it came as such a shock to me when I recently found some old feelings coming to the surface again, at a cub scout meeting, of all places. The first time I saw Annette she brought a lump to my throat. She's about five foot-six with auburn hair, piercing blue eyes and the kind of lips that just beg to be kissed. Her breasts, although not large, were perfectly shaped and looked to be really firm, the kind that stand up even without the aid of a bra. The other mothers at the meeting paled by comparison. As luck would have it, our groups were assigned to work together on scout project. I'm no homewrecker, so I kept some distance from her at first. Standing next to each other, though, Annette and got to talking. I found out that she's divorced, the mother of one son. She's originally from Oklahoma, but has been living in the New York area for a few years and likes it here. Her soft Oklahoma accent made her even more attractive in my eyes, like a lovely western flower. We hit it off nicely, and when the meeting ended both wound up going our separate ways. Fortunately, there was a Cub Scout picnic about a month later that we both attended. It was then that I saw Annette's legs, and let me tell you, I was drooling. She was wearing a tank top, short, rather tight denim cut-offs and high-heeled sandals. I must confess I'm a leg man from way back. A nice set of legs just makes my mouth water, and Annette’s legs were the kind I like best. Not skinny, but solid, with large, muscular calves that flexed every time she got on her tiptoes to see over the heads of the boys. They're the kind of legs I used to just love to stick my face between, but hadn't in so very long. As I walked up from behind, I think she caught me staring, though I'm not sure. Annette turned to greet me with an enthusiastic hug and a kiss on the cheek. We sat and talked for a while as the scouts played. Finally, I told her that I had been out of the dating loop for so many years that I forgot how to ask, but I wanted to know if she'd be interested in taking in dinner and a movie with me. At first she looked down, somewhat shyly, and I was sort of embarrassed that I had asked. But then to my surprise Annette looked up with a big Oklahoma smile and said she'd love to go out. I felt like I was back in college again! The evening of our date, I showered, shaved and put on my favorite cologne. Although I'm forty-one, I've kept myself in very good shape with diligent weight lifting and aerobic sessions with the stair stepper and punching bag. At five-foot ten, I'm a muscular, solid one hundred eighty-five pounds. Also, sex has always been very important to me. Watching porn tapes and reading erotic literature have helped maintain my strong sex drive. After dropping the kids off at my folks for the evening, I was excited to pick Annette up and start our big night out. Annette looked lovelier than I had hoped, in a sheer, tight-fitting summer dress with spaghetti straps and those legs! With stockings and high heels, they were just breathtaking. She complimented me on the way I looked too, so I was feeling confident. On the way to dinner, I had the top down on the Mercedes The night was warm and inviting. Her son was away at camp for a week, so we had no home responsibilities. I was ready to go. After a light dinner with a great bottle of white wine and fun, engaging conversation, I asked Annette what movie she'd like to see. She replied that our conversation was so enjoyable she'd hate to sit in silence and stare at a movie screen. I suggested that since I had an empty house, we could sit in the den with a bag of microwave popcorn and more wine or beer. She just loved the idea and off we went. What a fun gal! At my house, Annette kicked off her shoes and snuggled up to me. Drinking beers, we talked, laughed and sang. Then I gave her a thorough calf and foot massage. She probably had no idea how turned on I was getting. But then again, I had no idea how turned on she was becoming until she began to show signs of it. Annette soon began to moan softly as I massaged her. While I sang to her, she stopped talking and closed her brilliant blue eyes, She started to rhythmically move her hips and then I knew what was happening. After all, I'm no novice. I began to massage further up her smooth, tan thighs. Annette offered no resistance at all. Instead, she moved closer to me and began to rub my chest and neck, first outside my shirt, then inside. Then we kissed. Oh, that first kiss. It had been so long since I'd kissed a woman. My lips trembled slightly but soon we had our rhythm going. We kissed passionately, and she licked my neck until it was wet. My cock was so hard it was pounding, believe me. My hand moved up her thigh and found her mound, and I began to massage it with my fingers. Annette was squirming around and writhing in pleasure. Looking up, I could see her nipples clearly outlined beneath the thin fabric of her dress. Now, I know that nipples are a woman's real hot button, so I began to encircle her nipples with my index fingers. Then I squeezed them gently. By then Annette was getting really hot. She was moaning and sighing, speaking softly, "Oooh, that feels so good, honey. Mmmm, yes, right there." I lowered the straps of her dress to reveal a beautiful set of tits. Slightly larger than I expected, they were crowned with small, pink nipples, which I would first lick, then blow on, while squeezing the other one. They got hard immediately. She stood up, smiling seductively, and pulled her dress off. My God, what a body she had. Tight, athletic, with a flat, firm stomach, defined arms and shoulders and a beautiful, manicured pussy, shaved to perfection, I stood up and removed my clothes too, to Annette's approving glances. I laid her down on the couch and licked her from bottom to top. I started with the arches of her feet and lingered long on those delicious calves. Oh, what calves she had, so long and shapely, ending with delicate feet capped with dark red polished nails. By the time I got to her pussy, Annette was primed. I licked it up and down, making sure to move the clit hood out of the way so I could lick the entire shaft. Her button was fragrant and soft. Annette was moaning and talking to me. When I began to lick her asshole, the talking got dirty. "Oh, yeah, lick it there. Lick it good, baby. Stick your tongue all the way up my asshole. Further!" she began to spur me on with more explicit instructions. I happily obeyed her wishes, "Now stick your finger in me, Ummm. In and out, yes, in and out. Oh, God!" Boy, for an Oklahoma flower, she sure could trash it up! With everything that my mouth and my hand were doing to her, Annette experienced a shuddering orgasm, filling my mouth with delicious juices. By the time it was over, she was breathing heavily and actually starting to sweat. Even her sweat smelled sweet. Then she sat me down and began to return the favor. As far as I'm concerned, there's nothing sexier than beautiful woman looking right into the eyes while she's sucking your cock, and that's exactly what Annette did with me. She expertly ran her tongue from my balls to the head of my dick, stopping to suck and then doing it over again. Then she stroked my dick while licking my asshole.With a devilish grin, she licked her pinkie and gently inserted it into my butt. This is something my wife had never done. The sensation of her sucking my cock with her finger up my ass was so intense. I soon filled her mouth with warm semen, which she eagerly lapped up and swallowed. We had both enjoyed one orgasm, but the night was far from over. After being without a woman for so long and then finding myself this rare delicacy, it didn't take much for me to bring my hard-on back to life. A couple of minutes of kissing and fondling did the trick. I stood her up in front of me with her ass in my face while I sat down. The beauty of a woman's body viewed from behind, her legs, ass and back, should never be under appreciated. I began to lick the crack of her ass and the back of her legs behind the knees. At the same time, my thumb went into her pussy while her fingers danced along her clit. Annette was looking back at me over her shoulder, a look of utter surrender on her face. That look turned to sheer ecstasy when I inserted one of my fingers deep in her ass. She quite obviously loved it. Her body began to shake. Soon she begged me, "Will you give my ass a good, hard fucking, honey? Will you stick it in my ass? Please! I want you to fuck my ass." Soaking my stiff rod with her juices, I sat her down on top of me, my cock far up her ass, my hands squeezing her hard, erect nipples. Annette was shaking her head from side to side, her ass bouncing up and down on my dick as she furiously rubbed her pussy. "Whew, yes. Fuck my ass. It feels so good, baby. You are my man! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" I couldn't believe her talk, but it was arousing as hell, I must admit. I joined in on the dirty talk after a while. "Do you like having my cock up your ass, darling? Do you like the way my prick feels in your asshole, baby?" She answered, "Oh, yes, God, yes. I love having your cock up my asshole. Fuck my ass, honey." Wow! Her ass was so warm and tight, her perfume was so intoxicating. Eventually, I filled her gorgeous Okie butt to the brim with my come. She collapsed, spent, on top of me. We made love that way all through the night - moaning, talking dirty and coming all over each other. And now, Annette has become my frequent companion. Our sons are friends, and we do lots of things together. While the little ones enjoy their sleepovers, Annette and I discreetly spend the night together, using vibrators and body oils to pleasure ourselves in so many ways. Annette's a lovely lady, and a good fuck too. I guess you can find happiness more than once in a lifetime! Life Goes On Thanks to 'LadyCibelle and Techsan' for editing this story. * Chapter 1 She was standing there as beautiful as ever. The one woman I tried my best to forget but never could. What was she doing here? If anyone didn't belong here it was her. I had to approach her; I had to talk to her. It was Jenny, my old girlfriend. Our last date was the senior prom in high school. We graduated and I enlisted in the service. I wanted to help our war effort. That was six years ago. I served four years and then came back. After verifying the truth about Jenny marrying my cousin Jim with my parents I decided to move to the big city about a hundred miles away. She was my highschool sweetheart. Well, I should say that she was the girl I cared for. We didn't really go steady. I remember her saying that her parents used to tell her not to go with just one guy. She was too young to tie herself down to one person. So we dated but she also dated other guys. All the guys were crazy about her. She dated several different ones. Of course it made me mad so I dated other girls also. They were fun but when you care for a certain girl you have a tendency to measure all the rest of them to her. While I was in Iraq she wrote regularly. The letters were always about home and how she couldn't wait to see me when I got back. She was in college and learning a lot. After a couple of years the letters were less loving. I could literally read the difference. Then it came, the so-called "Dear John" letter. Even though she wasn't my steady, I thought of her as such. Then the bad news really hit in a letter about a month later; she was getting married. She was going to marry my cousin Jim. I was heart broken. I wrote back to her and told her that Jim was the luckiest man alive. I would have given anything to be in his shoes. I couldn't yell and scream and call her names. She wasn't my steady but I took it hard. Like a good soldier I kept a stiff upper lip. I went on with my life. She will always be a warm spot in my past. After that, I became kind of a gigolo. I went out with all the women. I did practice safe sex but had sex with almost every date I had after I got that letter. I couldn't count the girls I had sex with while overseas. When I arrived back in the states, I saw my parents and spent a few weeks in the area. They confirmed that Jenny got married about two years ago. She had gotten pregnant but later had a miscarriage. I wanted to see Jenny but just couldn't get myself to go there. So, as I mentioned, I moved to the big city. I told my parents that the job opportunities were better there so that's why I was moving there. The truths be known, I was afraid of running into Jenny, even after all these years. I had to move on. I became an audio/visual expert while in the service. I could have gotten a job anywhere. I used all the high tech equipment the armed forces had to offer. If it had anything to do with audio or video equipment, I could do it. I found a job in Columbus and moved there the following weekend. I rented an apartment in an upper class neighborhood. The women were plentiful. The pool and hot tub were for the use of all the renters and their guests. They had two pools, an indoor and an outdoor, so we were good year around. The pools always had women around and in them. I was an in-shape sort of guy. I exercised every morning and then tried to run at least two miles a day. My work schedule was very flexible and allowed me time for my running. A lot of my equipment was set up for the Private Investigators I worked with. I didn't have all the leg work to do, just mostly setting up and tearing down equipment. I have seen it all. I have seen more sexual situations in a month than most people have in a lifetime. If anyone saw all the sex I've observed, he would think Sodom was back. I continued having my share of sex. Here I was twenty-five years old, single and horny. Some days as I sat around the pool I would get approached by women several times. You would have thought we lived in Las Vegas. Many of these chicks were married but didn't seem to care who knew what they did. I fucked them all or at least all that were willing. Heavy, skinny, short, tall, built, real tits or implants. So many of these women hungered for sex. Most worked but others were kind of trophy wives. They were there for their husbands to take to the business engagements. There were a few single girls in our complex but I had a tendency to stay away from them. I didn't want to get tied down. I did go out with one girl, Beverly, we were good friends. I should explain this further. Not every couple in our complex were swingers. It just seems that there were a lot of them. They had a tendency to stand out. I met a lot of couples that probably had great marriages and nice families. A few of the husbands I met had decent jobs and in most cases their wives worked also. It was good to see that some good marriages existed. I tried not to judge people but it was awfully hard for me to understand why some husbands didn't seem to care who their wives were with. I was invited to my first swingers' party. I didn't know what to expect. My only problem was I needed a date. No singles were allowed at these parties. I asked Beverly, a divorced gal that owned her own business, what she thought about going with me. She was rather heavy but had to be one of the best sexual partners I've been with. Maybe she just tried harder. She was heavy with really big boobs, maybe 44-DD's or bigger. The thing was, she knew how to use every inch of her body to get a guy off. A few of the men I met said they thought she was the best. So I asked her about going to the swap meet and she readily accepted. She told me she's been to a lot of the swap meets and usually had a good time. We arrived at the party and for the first hour it was pretty much the, "Hi, how are you?" type talk. There were a few couples from our complex there plus other couples who were invited by some of their friends. People just started pairing up and using the house like a brothel. They were having all kinds of sexual activity everywhere. It did kind of make me laugh, I remember when I was in Iraq, I always thought this is how I wanted to live out my last days. The women came to this affair like they were going to a ball or something. They were dressed to the hilt. After about two hours they were either naked or in their under things. One gal from my housing complex came up to me and introduced herself. I hadn't had sex with her before. She sat next to me and took my hand and put it in her lap. I slid it right up to her pussy in through the sides of her panties and started fingering her. She smiled and spread those legs further apart. She was a little high but also very hot. She told me, "Fuck me. Fuck me now." I had been sitting there on the couch in my briefs. She pulled them down and then rolled a condom onto my cock and then climbed up, pulled her panties to the side and slid down on my rigid cock. Damn, this was unbelievable. Her husband was not twenty feet away fucking another woman. This was my first fuck this night and I came quick. She smiled at me and then got off my lap, took the condom filled with my cum and put it in the waste basket that was there for that purpose and walked away. I have no idea if she even climaxed. I was watching two men work on Beverly. Each were sucking a tit and had her legs spread and were sliding their hands up to her vagina. She smiled at me and I was glad she was having a good time. She was just a friend, not my girlfriend, so it didn't bother me in the least seeing her enjoying herself. I came across a cute little redhead. Later I found out her name was Marsha. I asked where her husband was. I guess you're not supposed to talk about personal stuff but she told me he had a thing for black women and was upstairs with one. I introduced myself and asked her if she wanted to play a little. She asked what I had in mind; she hadn't done anything yet that evening. I dropped to my knees and slid her panties off and buried my face in her red bush. "Oh, my God," she screamed out, "I can't believe this, most men won't eat pussy here. When the ladies see you, they will never leave you alone." "I won't eat just any pussy. You just looked sad and said I was your first tonight so I wanted to give you something special." Then I buried my tongue in her. She was pumping so hard against my mouth I had a hard time breathing. I made her climax with my mouth. When we finished, she thanked me and kissed me with her juices all over my face. She asked if I would take her to one of the side rooms and fuck her so that's exactly what we did. She was one good fuck. She was the type that made me wonder what she was even doing there. I asked her after she climaxed for the second time. "We're not supposed to talk about personal things but I like you so much. What do you want to know? I'll try to be honest with you." "Why would your husband want any other woman? Doesn't he love you? To me you seem pretty special." She kind of snickered and told me, "The love here at this party is a front. Marriages where the partners swap don't have love. I loved my husband for six years. Then he gave me a choice about a year ago. Come to the swap meets or hit the road. I don't have anything and I had nowhere to go. He is older than me and we have a prenuptial agreement. So I come along hoping to at least find a nice guy to be with. Today you're that guy. I guess I'm his slut. I'm saving money and hopefully one day I'll leave him. There are a lot of stories you'll hear about the people here. Most are sad." Wow, I really didn't expect to hear that! I stayed with her the rest of the evening. We fucked one more time. The last thing she said to me was she hoped I attended the next party. She would be looking for me. I found Beverly and she gathered up her clothes and we headed for home. I had some questions for her and she began to fill me in. The parties had supposedly strict rules but hardly anyone followed them. ---------------------------- 1. Leave your marital problems at home. Don't bring them to the party. 2. No means no. That goes for everybody. 3. No meeting partners outside of the party. 4. You come with a date and go home with the same date. 5. None of your children are to know anything that goes on. 6. No camera or video equipment allowed. --------------------------- That was pretty much the rules. Beverly told me that she was married when she first started attending. Her husband fell for one of the other wives and both marriages ended in divorce. She said he was a slime ball anyway and she was better off without him. The two of us became good friends. We had sex together but never wanted love to be part of the mix. I still had a hard time understanding why a man would sit there and let another man feel up and then fuck his wife. The more and more I saw it happen, the more I knew this wasn't love. The women didn't respect their husbands and for sure the men didn't love their wives. I know that if some man laid his hands on my wife, if I had one, he would be picking himself off the ground if he was able when I got through with him. Then I thought about the wife. Could she love her husband and just fuck another man in front of him? What kind of marriage would that be? What morality were they passing onto their kids? It was quite an eye opener. Everyone acted like they had the best marriages while they both, husbands and wives, cheated regularly on each other. So many divorces, suicides, and drugs from these so called rich jet-set couples. All believing swapping might solve their marital problems. My younger brother was getting married and they were going to hold a bachelor party and I was invited. I had to go because it was my brother and I was going to be one of his combination ushers/groomsmen. When I got there, I saw a lot of my old friends. My cousin Jim was there too. He greeted me like an old friend. I put on the show for him and hugged him back. Deep down I wanted to kick his ass for taking Jenny. I congratulated him belatedly but I didn't want to talk about Jenny. Everyone wanted to hear about my war experiences. I put it on pretty thick but most of it was true. My old pal Joe brought up my love life. He asked how it was going in Columbus? I pretty much told everyone how it was. I attended a few swap parties and fucked all these other men's wives. Love was never a part of it but there was one hell of a lot of sex. I got all the usual ooh's and aah's when I explained how some of the woman looked and acted. Almost every guy's fantasy is to fuck other women. I'm not saying they would do it but they sure the hell think about it. When Jim said he would like to go to one of those parties, it about half pissed me off. He better never take Jenny to one of those parties. Of course I didn't even know Jenny any more but just the idea of her being there turned my stomach. My little brother's best man was throwing the party and put on some x-rated porno tapes for the guys to watch. I was so used to seeing the real thing that I didn't pay much attention. After the tapes, there was a knock on the door. Jim opened it and in came three female dancers very scantily dressed. Of course all the guys were yelling and cheering. They opened a spot on the floor so the dancers could do their thing. They were good. They were also hookers. I heard one guy asked if they did anything beside dance and they told him everything was negotiable for a price. One gal started giving my little brother, who was half drunk, a lap dance. I offered to pay for it since this was for him. The rules were he wasn't supposed to touch her so he held onto the chair while she did her thing. He was hard as a rock and I do believe he creamed his jeans. After the dance he went and changed his pants. A few of the men were handing the girls money and going into the bedrooms. Everyone knew they were getting fucked or a blowjob. It pissed me off when Jim handed one of the girls money and started kissing her right there in front of everyone before taking her into the bedroom. I knew it was none of my business so I did my best not to say anything. Just to be part of the party I let one girl give me a lap dance but I told her only if I could hold on to her ass while she did it. All the guys cheered for me. Normally you weren't supposed to touch the girls. I wanted to show them how good I was at this stuff. Actually I had talked with the girl earlier and gave her enough for a fuck but just wanted the lap dance. She dry humped me like it was her last fuck ever. When she got finished, she whispered in my ear that she really did have an orgasm and thanked me for not being a prick like a couple of the other guys. I asked her which guys and she nodded toward Jim and one of his friends saying he kept calling her a slut and treating her like shit. She was so glad when he finally came. She said he didn't know how to treat women. I was starting to really dislike my cousin. At least I only had to put up with him one more time and that was at the wedding. The problem was I knew Jenny would be there. The day of the wedding I went with my brother to get our tuxedos. He had convinced me to be a groomsman but asked if I could help as an usher as well. I told him of course and I did my job well. As I was seating guests, I would politely say bride or groom and seat them in the proper area. When Jenny came to the door to be seated it was as though time stopped. I looked up and there she was. Six years were now like one day ago. She came up to me and gave me a big hug. She felt and smelled like I always remembered. I was finally able to break out of my trance and hug her back. "God, it's so good to see you, Jenny, I can't tell you how much I missed not hearing from you. " She looked at the floor knowing she had stopped writing me. I didn't want her sad right now so I asked her if she would save me a dance or two at the reception. "I'll always save you a dance, Jerry," she said as Jim, her husband, showed up. He said hi to me and asked what I thought of how Jenny looked as he grabbed her ass. I knew it made her uncomfortable and kind of pissed me off. I knew he was just telling me that she belonged to him. I looked at her and said, "She may not be the bride but she is definitely the prettiest woman here." He spoke up quickly and said, "Yeah, and she belongs to me." I seated them on the groom's side of the aisle and went back to seat more guests. I knew she was getting to me but I just couldn't help it. As I stood up front with the groomsmen and everyone watching the vows being said, I just looked at Jenny. She kept looking back at me. We still had strong feelings for each other but she was married. At the reception I went around and greeted all my family members. I had to tell my war stories about a hundred times. I didn't say much about my sex life other than I liked living where I did. My little brother and his wife looked great together. I advised him to always treat her right and put her first in his life. They made a good couple and, with a lot of effort, they would make it. I looked around and saw Jim getting drunk. Jenny was next to him looking around inquiringly. When she saw me she stopped looking. I walked up and asked her about that dance. She got up and we headed to the dance floor. I wanted to be as far away from Jim as possible. I wanted to hold Jenny. As we walked past the band, I handed the leader ten dollars and asked them to play three slow songs in a row. He smiled and said, "Yes, sir," and they started the first slow song. I put my arms around Jenny as we danced slowly. The first song the band played was, "You belong to me" by The Duprees. I could hear the words while we danced. ---------------------- See the pyramids across the Nile, Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle, Just remember, darling, all the while, You belong to me. ----------------------- She had tears in her eyes as we danced. "Do you want to talk about it Jenny?" I asked. "That was one of our songs before you went overseas. I always liked that song," she replied. I held her close and moved slowly while the music played. We were both engrossed in our own thoughts while the music played. The second tune started. The band played, "I Can't stop Loving You" by Ray Charles. ------------------------ I can't stop loving you. I've made up my mind To live in misery Of the lonesome time. I can't stop loving you. It's useless to say. So I'll just live my life In dreams of yesterday. ------------------------ God, you would have thought I had hand-picked the songs. They all pertained to us. Romantic music was my favorite but I had no love to share with anymore. So, hearing these old tunes really got to me. I held Jenny closer and closer. It felt so good holding her in my arms. It was like old times, Jenny and me together dancing. I knew it wasn't going to last long, our last song was about to start. Then she would be going back to her husband and I would be heading home alone. The band started the third song. It was by a local guy that we went to high school with. Hell, I remember the song but couldn't remember his name. Later I heard it by other singers. "That's all I want from you." At school I remember they played it at every school dance after all a kid at school recorded it. ----------------------- A little love that slowly grows and grows, Not one that comes and goes. That's all I want from you. A sunny day with bolts up to the sky, A kiss and no goodbye. That's all I want from you. Don't let me down, Oh, show me that you care. Remember when you give, Life Goes On You also get your share. Don't let me down, I have no time to waste. Tomorrow might not come, When dreamers dream too late. ------------------------------------- The song was bringing tears to my eyes. I held her and asked what she was thinking about. She began by saying that Jim came home the other night and said he had seen me at the bachelor party and that I was telling everyone how much sex I was having. She said, "I know he did it just to see how I would react." "How did you react, Jenny?" "Well, I guess I was mad but did my best not to show it. I have no reason to be mad at you. We both know that, but after seeing you today, I'm scared. You see I have feelings for you and I'm a married woman and shouldn't be thinking like this." "Jenny, I have feelings for you too. I love . . . " She stopped me from finishing. "Please don't say it, Jerry. Please don't." "Why did you marry Jim, Jenny? Did you really love him?" "Please, Jerry, I can't talk about it now. Let's have our dance and not talk about the past." I guided her into a little foyer and gently pressed my lips against hers. I could feel her shaking as we kissed. As I pulled back, she had tears running down her cheeks. She pulled away from me and ran to the ladies' room. I felt miserable as I listened to the last few bars of the song. ---------------------- A little love that slowly grows and grows, Not one that comes and goes, that's all I want from you. ---------------------- Damn it! I've lost the woman I loved. I changed into my street clothes and then I said my goodbyes to the family. I kissed mom and hugged my dad. I walked up to my little brother and handed him my tux and told him I probably wouldn't be around for awhile and asked if he would return it for me. Again I told him to treat his new wife with love and respect and never let her go. As I was walking out the side door I glanced over at the ladies' room door and saw Jenny standing there looking at me from across the room. Chapter 2 A couple of weeks passed while I put a lot of time into my work. Beverly called me one day and asked if I was going to the wife swap this month. I said that after awhile they weren't that much fun for me. That's when she told me that Marsha, the little red head, asked her if she could see that I went. She wanted to see me and thank me. Thank me for what? I was a bit intrigued and told Beverly that I would be her mate for the evening. I asked Beverly why she kept going to them. She explained that since she was divorced she put a lot of hours in her business and didn't have much time for socializing. So one weekend a month she set aside to let it all hang out. At least she was honest about what she was doing and why, unlike a lot of these couples. We arrived a few minutes late as usual. A few of the men made a bee-line for Bev. As I mentioned, a lot of the guys loved big women and Bev knew how to use it. I went looking around for Marsha. It looked like some guy was trying to put the make on her but she wasn't biting. I walked up to her and she quickly stood up. I hugged her and told the other guy to take a hike. He looked kind of mad at me but then walked away without making a scene. After all there were a lot of fish in the pond. I asked Marsha what this thank you stuff was about. I knew I was good but not that good. She smiled at me and asked if we could seek some privacy in one of the rooms. She then asked if I set up some video equipment on an old geezer and a black woman at the Motel 6 last week. I told her I had done it for one of the P.I.'s I worked for. She told me she found out where I worked from Beverly and went to see the private investigators and they had me set up surveillance equipment catching her husband in the act. So that voided the prenuptial agreement since he was caught cheating. Now she could afford to leave him and start a new life. No more of her being his slut wife. I asked her why she came tonight since that information was turned in last week. She said she wanted to see me one more time and thank me for helping her. This was the last wife swap she would ever attend and she wanted it to be with me. I got on my knees in front of her and spread her legs. She smiled and said, "No undies tonight and I trimmed up the red bush just for you." I looked and she had left just a tuft of her red-haired bush shaped like a heart. I rubbed my hand all over it. Then I began kissing up her thighs. I took two fingers and pushed them into her sex. She was very wet. I knew what she wanted as I clasped my mouth over her pussy, licking and tonguing her pussy. I was chewing on her clit when she clasped her hands to the back of my head and pushed that pussy of hers forward until she climaxed. Just like last time she started kissing her juices off my face. I was putting on a condom when she began to laugh. I asked her what was so funny. She told me that I wear a condom so I don't catch diseases but I had my mouth all over the same area just a few minutes before. She said that was why she kissed her juices that were on my face. To let me know she was disease free. I never thought about that but she was right. I could get an STD by doing her orally as well as by intercourse. Damn, with all the women I've been with I guess I was pretty lucky. Since I had the condom on, I left it on. I asked her if I could do it from behind her, doggie style. She turned around and aimed that beautiful ass at me as I pushed my cock as deep into her as possible. I did a slow grind while holding onto her hips. Every time I pushed forward my sack would hit her lower pussy. This felt great but to finish off she turned around and raised her legs as high and as far apart as possible and I jabbed my cock into her wide open pussy. I came with a burst and put a lot of cum into the condom. After I pulled out she took the condom and threw it in the waste basket and asked me to sit down. She knelt in from of me and took my wet cock and started sucking on the head. She told me she hardly ever gave head and never after a climax but this was special only for me as she sucked a flaccid penis into a very hard one. She probably took half of it in her mouth. I was ready for another fuck. I put on another condom out of force of habit and sat on the couch as she got up on my lap facing me and slid down my cock. We did a nice slow burn with me helping her out by having both of my hands under her ass, helping to raise and lower her on my stiff cock. I was ready to come again and so was Marsha. I pulled my hands from under her ass and she pressed pelvis against pelvis till we both came. She thanked me again for everything and told me if I ever needed a date other than a swap meet she would gladly be there. Funny, she was really a nice woman but her husband started her into a lifestyle not of her choosing. I was so glad she was walking away from it. I could really go for her if I could get Jenny out of my mind. I had to stop loving Jenny if I were to love another. Life goes on. I was doing well in the business. I had all the work I could handle. Funny how popular the spying business had become. My services were in demand. I have my armed forces training to thank for the education. I lost my love but gained a profession. It was about a month and a half after my brother's wedding when I received a call. I said hello and heard a woman's voice, "Jerry, is that you?" Oh, my God, it was Jenny. "Yes, Jenny, it's me. What's the matter? Is there a problem?" "No, on the contrary. Jim and I are coming to the 4th of July party you invited us to in Columbus. It will be so nice to see you again. I'll kind of have to remember that Jim's my husband and hold it together. I promise you I will dance with you." I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. I never talked to Jim. I didn't want to scare her but I had to find out about this party. "Jenny, not to aggravate you but I go to a lot of parties and I will definitely be there. When did I mention this party to Jim?" "He said you probably wouldn't remember but it was at your brother's bachelor party. Anyway I really can't wait to see you. Please don't tell Jim I called. I don't think he would be too happy with me calling you. I know I shouldn't have but I was so excited I just had to call you. Jim said we will be staying at the Ramada Inn since that's where the big party's taking place. I can't wait to see you again, Jerry, I hope we can remain friends." I felt her voice go from happy to serious. "Jenny, you will always be my friend and I will see you at the party." After I hung up I knew something was going on. I just hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. My first call would go to Beverly. If there was a party going on, she would know about it. She always seemed to have the inside track. I called her at work and she answered the phone, "Illusions, Bev speaking, How may I help you?" Damn she had sexy voice. "Bev, This is Jerry." "Hi, Jerry, I'm surprised you called me, What can I do for you?" "That was one sexy voice you were using. What is 'Illusions' anyway? Well, to the point. I heard a rumor about a really big 4th of July bash going on at the Ramada Inn. Do you know anything about it? "Illusions is my business. I'll explain it to you someday. As far as the bash goes, yes, there is one. It's probably one of the biggest swinging parties of the year. Why, did you want to go? I thought you gave up the swap meets?" "I have to go, Beverly. Someone I know may be there under false pretenses. I need to go to it. Do I need a partner to get in?" "Yes, it's a couples only swing party, only it's three times the size of our regular monthly ones. No problem, Jerry. I'll get the invites and you can be my detached date as usual," she laughed. "Bev, how would a couple that hasn't been part of the groups get tickets for this." "Oh, it's easy. They sell tickets on line or through adult book stores. You just sign a document stating you will abide by the rules so the business is off the hook if a problem starts." That explained a lot. Jim probably ordered the tickets and lured Jenny saying I invited them. He had no idea that I really was going to be there. This ought to be interesting. The time came to go to the big party. I informed Bev that unlike other times I wanted to get there a little early. For me it wasn't about the sex this time but about the people. She told me she would hang with me for awhile since she had a whole night to have sex but she knew I was up to something and wasn't going to leave my side until she found out what. We found a really nice couch to sit on and watch all the couples enter. We got ourselves a drink and did some people watching. There was one major rule change that Bev told me about. No sex outside of the rooms. You had to rent a room to be part of the party. I rented a room in Bev's name. I wasn't planning on staying the night and I only lived five miles away. Dancing and groping would take place but the sexual acts had to be done in private. That kept the motel out of getting in trouble. Their security could always kick the troublemakers out. Damn, these women looked fine. So hard to believe that women that looked like these had to slut themselves out. I mean the majority were beautiful. Bev was laughing as I looked at all the tits and ass. She said that she was doing some checking out herself. A number of people came up to Bev and said hello and that they might see her later. She must have known half the people there. I was just watching for one couple and saw them come in through the door. It was quite crowded and I know they didn't see me sitting on the couch. Jenny looked beautiful, almost like an angel in blue. Bev looked at me and said, "That's her, isn't it? Keep your eye on her, Jerry, she's going to go quick." Jim took a couple of drinks off the cart and offered one to Jenny. They were talking to different couples. It was only general talk. I could see that Jenny was getting a little nervous. She was looking all over the place. I was hoping she was looking for me. She sat down in a chair while Jim was checking out the women. A man sat next to Jenny and as they were talking he put his hand on her thigh. She quickly pushed it off and was looking for Jim to tell him about the man. She gulped down her drink, not sure what was going on. Jim came back and gave her another drink. She took a sip and set it down on the table. She was telling Jim about the man touching her but he laughed it off. I watched as Jim took a small packet out of his pocket and slipped it into Jenny's drink. He handed it back to her and I knew it was my time to react. I jumped up and Bev followed me over to Jenny and Jim. I took Jenny's drink and set it back down and gave her a big hug. She was smiling like she found a friend. Jim on the other hand was pissed. I could see it in his face. He looked at me and said, "What are you doing here?" Jenny looked at her husband and told him that I had invited them. "I came to save Jenny unless this is the life she wants." Jenny jumped up and asked, "What's going on? Didn't you invite us, Jerry?" Jim started to speak and I told him to shut the fuck up. He might be my cousin but I'd kick his ass from here to kingdom come. He knew I meant it. "Jenny, I never invited you or Jim to this party. I only came because you called me." Jim broke in, "You called him, you stupid broad." I looked back at Jim, "I told you to keep quite and the next time I hear you call Jenny a name like that, I'll see you're carried out in a body bag." Jim was pissed but knew better then to challenge me again. He sat in Jenny's chair and grabbed her drink by mistake and started drinking it. "Jenny, this is not a normal party. This is a wife swap or swingers party. This is my friend and I mean friend, Bev, who told me all about this party. Jim brought you here so he could have sex with some of these women. He was willing to let you be used for the same purpose. I just came here to protect you. I hope you didn't come for the wife swap." Jenny was crying when she turned to Jim and slapped him across the face as hard as she could and put her head on my shoulder. "Please, Jerry, get me out of here." Jim said, "Fuck both of you, I came here to party and that's what I'm going to do." Bev turned to us and said, "What now, Jerry?" I asked her to meet us up in her room in fifteen minutes and, if she would, to please keep an eye on Jim. I think he just took some kind of drug since he drank Jenny's drink. Jenny went to her room to change into something more comfortable while I went to my car to get my audio and video equipment. I went to Bev's room and set it all up. Bev was there a few minutes later. She asked me if Jenny was the girl that I loved. She knew I always held back a little and figured Jenny was the reason why. I gave her a short story about Jenny getting married to my cousin Jim and said I never got over her. I asked, "Bev, I need a really big favor. Would you bring Jim up to the room and show him how good you really are? She laughed and said, "I see you want it all on film. And audio too? I said, "I want you to find out anything you can about their marriage. It is something I have to know." I stopped by Jenny's room and asked her to come with me. She asked about Jim and I told her he was in good hands but right then we needed to be alone and talk. I was taking her to my apartment and nothing would happen unless she wanted it to. When we arrived at my apartment, I turned to Jenny. "Jenny, whether you want to hear it or not, I love you and want to help you. You have to talk to me and tell me everything about you and Jim. If you love him, I'll back away. I don't want to interfere in your marriage if you want to stay with him." "Jerry, let me start with you leaving for the service. I was mad at you. I felt you were leaving me. I know what you were doing was right but you were the guy that I really cared for. Yes, I dated other guys and they were nice, including your cousin. The group we hung around with went to college together. After you re-upped for the second term in Iraq I was mad and lonely. A group of us went out for the evening. We broke into couples. I was with Jim. That night I let Jim have sex with me. I don't know why. I didn't love him but I did like him as a good friend. To this day I don't know why I did it. He didn't rape me. I was aware of what was happening." I could see she was struggling with her thoughts and gave her a glass of water. She took a sip and continued. "After missing a couple of periods I was worried. I told Jim and he thought we should get married so he could make a good girl out of me. My options were rather limited and I did like Jim. I told my parents and they weren't very happy but went along with it. We had a very small wedding and reception since I was beginning to show. My parents and my brother and sister were moving to Arizona because of my little brother's asthma. After they moved, all I pretty much had here was an aunt and of course Jim. "One day I got deathly sick. I was coughing up blood and was rushed to the hospital. I ended up having a miscarriage. Jim was there for me during the miscarriage. I guess you could say he was all I had left other than Aunt Mae. So we just continued on with our life. Jim had kind of a problem. He had this crazy fantasy about swinging and wife swapping. He always talked about it when we had sex. I think it helped him get off." 'Jerry, I liked Jim but never loved him. There was only one guy I have ever loved and that was you. I knew it was for real when I saw you at the wedding. That's why it bothered me so much." "Jenny, I have a few questions and we'll see where we go from here. Do you love me? I mean really love me? If you and Jim get divorced, will you want to marry me?" "God, Jerry, you know I love you. Where would we live if we got married? We would be a big scandal in our little town. Besides you need to know that I slept with two other guys besides Jim. I couldn't marry you without you knowing that. It was a couple of guys Jim knew. It was right after I got pregnant. I swear to God I don't know why I did it. Do you think there might be something wrong with me?" "There's nothing wrong with you, Jenny. I watched you and Jim come in today. I saw you push the man's hand away and I also saw Jim spike your drink. I think you received just enough drugs to know what was going on but not enough to care. There is a drug out there GHB (gamma hydroxybutyric acid) is date rape drug. I am willing to make a bet that was Jim's plan tonight. To give you just enough to not care but yet not pass out. He and his friends probably used the same drug on you while in college. That's why you didn't care what happened with your sexual outings. You really didn't have control. I may have been in Iraq but I feel it's partly my fault for not being here to protect you." "Christ, that really begins to make sense of my life. Jim knew I still loved you and I guess it just got to him. I couldn't help my feelings for you, Jerry. I tried to be a good wife but no matter what I did, Jim wanted me to compare him to you. The funny part is you and I never had sex. But you are still the one I love." "One more question, Jenny. While you have all your senses, do you want to rectify that not having sex? Only with you it won't be sex. I want to make passionate love to you, Jenny!" Chapter 3 "I don't know, Jerry. I am legally still married to Jim albeit not for long because I'm going to get a divorce. If we make love will you think of me as a conquest or a slut. Will you still love me after we have done it? Will you still want me as your wife? But most of all, Jerry, I'm scared to death." Life Goes On "I will try to answer your concerns. If you want to wait till your divorce is final I can do that. I've waited for you for six years, I think I can handle a few more months. I want to make love to you because I have always been in love with you and want you for my wife. I don't need conquests and you're about as far from a slut as you can get. I loved you before, I love you now and know of no reason why I shouldn't love you after making love with you. As far as you being scared to death, you need to tell me why." "I don't know how to make love, Jerry. I may be twenty-five but I have never even had an orgasm. I don't think I can't even get wet enough to have sex. Jim had me use a KY Jelly so he could enter me. He would pump inside me and then come. I have never felt anything. I'm scared that after we do it you might feel that you won't want me anymore," and she started to cry. "Jenny, Jenny, Jenny! My cousin and his friends are assholes. I will guarantee we will be great together. You just have to trust me. Are you willing to do that?" Without waiting for an answer I took her in my arms and kissed her oh so gently. I kissed her whole face: eyes, nose, cheeks and then mouth. I tried to make it as sensual as possible. I even kissed the tears coming from her eyes. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, kissing down her neck as each button was undone. When her breasts were uncovered except for her bra, I kissed the valley between them. I put my arms around her and just held her close for a few seconds. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra and then let it fall from her shoulders onto the floor. I quickly took off my shirt and pulled her so her bare breasts were against my bare chest and again held her close. She wasn't talking but I could feel small shivers radiating from her. Next I unfastened her jeans and lowered the zipper so that her panties showed. I opened my belt and let my trousers drop to the floor. All I had on were by briefs. I turned around and sat on the edge of the bed with Jenny standing in front of me. I leaned forward and kissed her tummy, pressing hard and letting her feel it. I slid one hand down inside her jeans but down the front of her panties. She felt so warm as I glided my hand down her panty-covered bush. I felt a slight dampness on her panties. I pulled my hand out of her jeans and pulled her jeans off her hips so they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and climbed upon the bed. I had her lie down and started the kissing all over again, her face, mouth, neck, each breast, and worked my way back to her tummy. I slid my hand down into her panties this time over her mound and onto her sex. She was hot and she was wet. I pulled my hand out of her panties, clasped her hand and took it back down with mine to her sex. When she felt the wetness, a tear came to her eye. She now knew it was never her fault but her husband's for never giving her proper foreplay. "I love you, Jerry, I love you so much. Please make love to me." We pulled our hands out of her panties and I slipped them off. I took my briefs off at the same time. I then climbed between her thighs and buried my face into her oh-so-wet vagina. I was licking and sucking her for all I was worth. About the time she received my tongue, she had her first climax ever. She literally screamed out with joy as she held my face tightly against her. The spasms kept coming - three, four, five, I lost count. I kept gnawing and sucking on her sex till the spasms finally stopped. I pulled back and smiled at her. "How was that, my future wife?" as she smiled back at me. "That was unbelievable, Jerry. I've never felt anything so good in my life." "Well, hopefully I have more good things for you," as she saw my rigid member. I got between her wide spread legs with her juices coating her sex. I had my rigid cock in my hand. I looked at her and asked, "Condom or bareback?" "Jerry, this is my ovulating period. As hot as you have made me, I could become pregnant if you go bareback. If you get me pregnant, you will have a child to raise whether you marry me or not. I'm leaving the decision up to you." I didn't have to think twice as I slid my hot member into her hot sex. She squealed at first contact. Her juices were flowing very freely. She was all over the bed humping back at me. She had another orgasm. I held her legs high almost to her chest and spread them. She helped hold them up for me as I pushed my cock as deep into her pussy as I could get. When we were pelvis against pelvis I let loose with the biggest load that I could remember in recent times, the cum shooting out of my cock and into her unprotected pussy. I considered it a load of love hoping it would bring us a child. She dropped her legs as I laid across her, still embedded deeply within her. I rolled off of her and covered her with a sheet as she went to sleep. I got out of bed and got dressed. I still had business to attend to. I turned off the lights and headed back to the motel. I knocked lightly on Bev's door. She opened it, smiled and asked me to come in. She said she was alone. I asked her how it went. She told me Jim was a real prick to begin with. She said he was calling me and Jenny every name in the book. Then he began to calm down and she brought him up to her room. "Jerry, you have quite a tape to watch. I invited Pam and Audrey up to join Jim and I. We gave him a workout. You were right, he did take a drug and it made him kind of limp for awhile but we eventually managed to have our fun with him. The real information in on the audio tape. You might be surprised when you hear it unless you already know about her getting drugged." "I think I know a lot about what went on but Jenny can use it to get her divorce. What were Pam and Audrey here for? Is there something I don't know here?" "It's about time I told you about my business but you have to promise to give me a copy of this video. I expect to make a lot of money off of it." "Okay, you get a copy. Now tell me what this is all about." "Your cousin Jim was really a lucky guy tonight whether he remembers it or not. Pam and Audrey are thousand-dollar-a-night hookers. They come to the swap meets just to get away and do what they want to do. They say it's fun to be in charge. But your cousin had three women tonight. He got sucked, fucked, and ate three strange pussies. He even got a dildo up his ass. He has bite marks and a few candle wax burns. I think Pam shaved his pelvic area too. He got all he could handle and then some. It's all on tape." "Illusions is my store. It's an adult book and video store. I do a hell of a business and this type of homemade video goes for big bucks. Pam and Audrey are independent hookers but kind of work out of my store. That's why I'm so popular. I don't hook myself but I do get a royalty on the girls that work out of my store. We get them all. Judges, cops, politicians. You name it, they come into my store. Anyway what happened between you and your girlfriend?" "Because of you and these tapes, she will be getting a divorce and we are going to get married. I will always remember you as a good friend. I'm not sure where we'll be living yet but as long as she is with me I don't care." I took my video and audio equipment with me. Bev said she would get copies of the tapes and I could stop by Illusions first thing in the morning and pick up a couple copies of each. She mentioned that while they were having sex with Jim that they had him sign a waver saying they could use his picture in the video. That sounded good to me and I headed back home. I went back into the apartment and found Jenny still sound asleep. She was still totally naked so I slipped in behind her and rubbed my hardening cock against her pussy from behind. She woke up and turned over to look at me. I asked her if she was game and she turned back over on her side and pushed her ass at me. I kept rubbing my cock against her pussy till it just opened up and let me in. This time we took our time, getting the feel of our movements together. Eventually we both came again and we fell asleep with my cock embedded in her sex. The next morning we got up fairly early. Jenny told me that was absolutely the best night of her life. I responded that it was the best for me also. To have sex with someone you love is the best feeling ever. I told Jenny about the tapes that were made of Jim the night before. I didn't tell her about the distribution though. I knew she would never agree to that. She was too nice of a person, unlike Jim. I said that I was giving a copy to Jim so she wouldn't have any problems with the divorce. I told her about the audio tape and we would listen to it together later that morning. We went out and had a nice breakfast. It felt so nice, the two of us in public together. This is the way I had always dreamed of it being. We stopped by Illusions to pick up the tape. Jenny said she felt uncomfortable being there and Beverly told her that's good, that this type of place was not for her. Jenny actually hugged Bev and thanked her, saying that anyone who was a friend of mine was a friend of hers. As we drove back to the motel to face Jim, we listened to some of the audio tape. Jim was bragging about how he had drugged Jenny into having sex with him and then his friends. He married her not because she was pregnant but to get even with me. He knew I cared for Jenny and he was more or less using her. Jenny broke out in tears. She finally knew the truth, that she had been drugged and tricked into marrying Jim. We knocked on his door and when he opened it I grabbed him by the throat and held him up against the wall. I had him standing on his tiptoes. 'Tell me why I shouldn't squeeze the life out of you right now, you son of a bitch." Jenny was yelling at me not to kill him because she didn't want to lose me again. I let him drop to the floor. He was trying to catch his breath. I threw both tapes at his feet and told him that Jenny was applying for a divorce first thing Monday and, if he caused her any problems or tried to fight it, the tapes would be made public. Then I would come back and kill him. I told him to spend one more night at the motel because I was driving Jenny home to gather up whatever she wanted and to quit her job. We would be in contact with him through our lawyer. That all happened about six months ago. At that time we went and gathered the few things that Jenny wanted. I drove by my parents and when they saw Jenny with me, they just smiled. I told them about the pending divorce and that, as soon as it was final, Jenny would become my wife. They said they were happy for us. They always felt we should be together. They told us they didn't like the way Jim treated Jenny. She deserved so much better and that I better treat her right. I told my parents that we were heading west. We were going to live in Arizona and a small town not far from Jenny's parents. We wanted a fresh start. As soon as the divorce was final we drove over to Las Vegas and had our wedding. We were married by Elvis. Or at least an Elvis impersonator. I had no trouble finding a job. Every state needs surveillance people. Jenny was going to go to work but we will be having our first child in three months. She'd been to the doctor and had a complete checkup. The doc said everything was a go. She was in great health and so was the child in her body. I asked him what might have caused the first miscarriage and he said more then likely it was the drug she had been given. That meant Jim gave her drugs to get her pregnant and then continued to give them to her for sex. It caused the baby's death. That was also the reason she never felt anything during sex with him. As I said at the beginning, life goes on but it is a whole lot better when it goes on with someone you love. Thank you for reading my story Comments welcome DG Hear Life Goes On I apologize that it took so long for me to begin to write this, I just didn't have any inspiration for it. Amazing things happen when you go back and re-read things you've written. Enjoy! Ashira CHAPTER ONE "Oh hey, I'm sorry!" a young woman said breathlessly, as she bumped into another person. She tucked a strand of hair back behind her ear as she looked up at the person she'd run into. "Livvy?" he asked, his brown eyes widening. "Luke?" Olivia's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in surprise. "How are you?" Lucas asked. "I'm great, how are you?" Olivia murmured, hardly noticing the people rushing around her until she was bumped into again and fell into his legs. "I think we should take this to one of the lounges," Lucas suggested as he helped her stand. "Agreed," Olivia said softly. She picked up her bags and followed Lucas to a bar inside the airport. "So, what are you doing back in Detroit?" Lucas wanted to know. "I'm actually heading to Ann Arbor. I finished my undergrad at the University of Arizona and now I'm coming to stay with my grandmother and take some time off," Olivia answered. "Great," Lucas said enthusiastically. "I can keep you company," he added. Olivia smiled, but that smile faded as her cell phone began ringing. "What's wrong?" Lucas wanted to know. "My ex-boyfriend is refusing to acknowledge that I broke up with him," Olivia answered. "You look scared," Lucas observed. "I am. He's not a nice guy, I just wish I had seen it sooner," Olivia murmured. Lucas frowned at her answer but let it go. "I need to go Luke, it was great seeing you, but my grandmother is going to worry," Olivia said. Lucas couldn't help but notice how her voice trembled as she looked at her phone again. "Let me give you a ride," Lucas suggested. Olivia gave a small smile and nodded. "I'd like that," she agreed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Phoenix morgue," a deadpanned voice said into the phone. "Funny Mac. Is mom or dad there?" Olivia asked. "They're worried about you, are you okay Liv?" Mackenzie asked her older sister worriedly. "Are they there?" Olivia asked again. "No, they got a call from Patrick asking if they knew where you are," Mackenzie answered. "Call them back home right now! Don't tell them why, make something up, just get them home and have them call my cell phone when they get home. Make sure you stress that Patrick is not to come home with them," Olivia said anxiously. "What's going on Liv?" Mackenzie wanted to know. "Just do it," Olivia said, her voice tense. She hung up the phone with a shaky sigh before she slowly unbuckled her blouse and winced as she slid it down her arms. Tears filled her eyes when she saw the marks from the lashings Patrick had given her the last time he had tried to have sex with her. She had always refused, citing her mother's unplanned pregnancy as reason, one he had accepted until her graduation; she had beaten her mother's record and made it to graduation without having a child. Olivia sighed as she dug out a tee-shirt from her bag and pulled it on over her head. Lifting her arms nearly made her scream as mind numbing pain rushed through her. She jumped as her cell phone began ringing. "Hi mom," Olivia said, answering it. "Where the hell are you and why don't you want Patrick to know?" Sara asked, the anger in her voice as obvious as the relief that her daughter was safe. "There's a note in my room on my desk, open it," Olivia answered. She waited while her mother walked into Olivila's child hood bedroom and found the aforementioned note. "Why didn't you tell us about this? We could have helped you!" Sara exclaimed. "Patrick threatened to rape and kill Mac if I told you," Olivia answered. "Did he rape you?" Shawn's voice came over the line, the fury in his voice was unmistakable. "No. I managed to convince him that I didn't want to get pregnant like mom did until after I graduated," Olivia told her father. "What about after graduation?" Shawn wanted to know. "He tried, I fought him off. He hasn't raped me, but there are photographs in the second envelope," Olivia answered. She could hear her father opening the envelope. "That God damned son of a bitch! I'm going to fucking cut off his balls and shove them down his throat!" Shawn bellowed angrily. Olivia sighed as she heard her mother hang up the phone that Shawn was holding before talking to him softly. "Livvy, are you alright? Have you seen a doctor? Some of those welts look deep," Sara's voice was full of anger and concern. "I'm alright. I'm at grandma's." Olivia waited a moment for the information to sink in. "I ran into an old friend," she added. "Who?" Sara wanted to know. "Lucas," Olivia answered. She heard her parents talking again. "Mom?" Olivia asked. "Your father wants to fly out there," Sara said. "No! You can't! As much as I am going to miss you guys, you can't come out here! Patrick is smart and resourceful. He'll follow you to get to me!" Olivia exclaimed. "Okay Livvy, okay. We'll stay in Phoenix. Just listen for a second. Your dad is calling Lucas right now, apparently, he's an officer with one of the area police departments." Sara put her hand over the receiver for a moment to talk to Shawn. "Lucas will be at your grandmother's house in ten minutes. You can trust him," Sara said after a moment. -15 minutes later- "I want to see," Lucas said once he was sure that Joyce wouldn't be there to witness anything. "No," Olivia murmured. "Liv, I can't help you if you don't let me," Lucas reminded her. "I don't want anyone getting hurt because of me! That's why I left!" Olivia's voice was border lining on hysterical. "Olivia, listen to me. I'm a police officer, I carry a gun. He can't hurt me," Lucas' voice was soft and gentle. "Now show me," he added, wiping a tear off of Olivia's cheek. Olivia sighed and grabbed the bottom of her tee-shirt, pulled it over her head, unable to hide the cry of pain. She stood nervously while Lucas studied her carefully, the look on his face was a cross between blinding anger and the desire he felt for her; despite the bruises, Olivia was a beautiful young woman. "Is there more?" Lucas wanted to know. Olivia nodded and pushed down her terrycloth skirt. Lucas swore when he saw the angry welts on her thighs and stomach. "Did he rape you?" Lucas asked, his voice sounding strangled. "No," Olivia whispered. Lucas relaxed a little upon hearing that. "I'll keep you safe Livvy," Lucas promised. "How?" Olivia wanted to know. She pulled a short sleeved button down from her bag. Lucas put his hand over the hand that held the shirt. "Let me bandage you up first or you'll ruin all of your clothes," he murmured. Olivia hesitated but nodded, hearing her mother's promise that Lucas was trust worthy. "Do me a favor?" Olivia asked when he was done. "What's that?" Lucas wanted to know. Before Olivia could say anything, she heard Joyce walk into the house and call for her. Quickly, Olivia pulled on her clothing while Lucas disposed of the first aid kit. "Do you have pictures?" Lucas asked. "Yes. They're in the envelope in my duffel bag," Olivia answered. Lucas grabbed the envelope and pulled the photographs out, looked at them with a low growl and put them back in the envelope. "I'm going to take these down to the station and get a file started. That way if he finds you, it will be easier to get a personal protection order against him," Lucas told her. Olivia nodded and followed Lucas out of the bedroom. "Hi grandma," Olivia said, giving Joyce a hug. "Hi Livvy," Joyce said with a smile. "I'm going to get going, I'll talk to you later. Oh, if you need anything, I wrote my address down on a the pad of paper by your bed," Lucas said before leaving the house. "What was that all about?" Joyce wanted to know, giving her granddaughter a curious look. "I bumped into him at the airport and he drove me home," Olivia answered, pulling groceries out of the bags that Joyce had set on the kitchen counter. "Uh-huh," Joyce said. She banged the core of the iceberg lettuce against the counter. "You like him." Olivia looked at her grandmother in surprise. "I saw the way you were looking at him," Joyce added. "He's gorgeous," Olivia whispered, her cheeks pink. "Yes, he is," Joyce agreed as she broke the lettuce into sections before pulling the leaves apart to wash the lettuce before placing it in the salad bowl. "So what's going on?" Joyce asked, as she began peeling and dicing carrots for the salad. "I just needed to get away," Olivia said, putting the groceries in the pantry. "Olivia, don't lie to me. What's going on?" Joyce asked again. Olivia sighed and shook her head. "Olivia Katherine Reed, tell me what is going on or you're going right back to Phoenix!" Joyce said, her voice raising an octave. Olivia sighed and reached for a tomato. "I'm trying to get away from my ex-boyfriend," Olivia said finally. "Did he hurt you?" Joyce asked. Olivia nodded, tears of shame and embarrassment flooded her eyes. "How badly?" Joyce wanted to know. "He didn't rape me, but he beat me pretty badly," Olivia admitted. "Is Lucas going to help?" Joyce asked. Olivia nodded. "That's good Liv. When you've finished with the tomato, can you peel and dice up the cucumbers? I need to go get the grill going," Joyce asked. Olivia nodded again and Joyce disappeared onto her deck. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Olivia groaned when her cell phone rang again. The clock said it was five in the morning and without looking at the display, she flipped her phone open. "What?" she snapped. "Where the fuck are you Olivia?" Patrick's angry voice came over the line. "Away from you, that's all that matters!" Olivia spat, wide awake now. She sat up in bed and flipped on the bedside light. "You'll never be free of me Olivia. I will find you and when I do, you won't have the chance to get away from me again," Patrick growled. Frightened, Olivia disconnected the call and reached for her shoes and jacket. "I'm coming, I'm coming," a groggy voice grumbled through the thick wooden door. "Who ..." his voice caught in his throat when he saw Olivia standing on his porch before him, dripping wet from the thunderstorm she was standing in. "Livvy," Lucas breathed. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Patrick called me and threatened me," Olivia whispered. Lucas moved aside and let her in. "I couldn't stay in that room any more." Lucas frowned at the fear in her voice and on her face and groaned with Olivia pulled her jacket down her shoulders. "Liv, it's going to be okay," Lucas promised. Before he could say anything else, her cell phone rang again. "It's Pat," Olivia whispered. Lucas grabbed a tape recorder, checked the tape, pushed record and nodded for her to answer the call. "What do you want Patrick?" Olivia asked, once she had set the phone to speaker. "I want to know where you are. If you come home or tell me where you are, it won't be as bad for you when I come get you, but if I have to hunt you down ... let's just say you'll be in a lot more pain than you are right now," Patrick told her. "We're over Patrick! I broke up with you! I don't want to see you any more!" Olivia exclaimed hysterically. "We're over when I say we're over!" Patrick shouted. "Unless you want me to go find Mackenzie," he added. "Leave her out of this! She's just a kid!" Olivia whispered angrily. "I will give you two days to come back to me, or I'll start looking for you, and when I find you, it won't be pleasant," Patrick threatened before hanging up. Olivia closed her phone with a snap and sank to the floor, her whole body shook from the force of her sobs. "Liv, he won't hurt you and he won't hurt Mac," Lucas' voice was soft as he knelt down in front of her and gathered her in his arms. She tensed when she felt herself being lifted and carried out of the living room. "I won't hurt you either," Lucas murmured as he set her gently into the bath room. "You need to warm up or you'll get sick," he added and frowned when Olivia made no attempt to get out of her wet night gown. "Livvy, you need to get out of your wet clothes and dry off. I'll go get you one of my tee-shirts, it should be long enough," Lucas said, ducking out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Lucas leaned back against the door for a minute as he tried to get under control; he wanted to tear Patrick apart for hurting Olivia. On top of that, Lucas wanted her. He groaned as he thought about how beautiful Olivia was, even with the welts and bruises. Lucas sighed heavily as he pushed himself away from the closed door and went into his bedroom to find a tee-shirt for Olivia. When he returned to the bathroom, Olivia stood there wrapped in a towel, her wet night gown hung up over the shower rod; Lucas groaned silently as his cock began to harden even more at the sight of her. "Here," Lucas said, his voice strained. Olivia smiled shyly, took the shirt and disappeared into the bathroom and pushed the door shut behind her. When she emerged from the bathroom, Lucas led her to his bedroom. "Sleep Liv, I'll be out in the living room if you need me," he told her, pulled a spare pillow and blanket from his closet and walked out of the room. Once in the living room, Lucas checked his front door and relocked it before picking up the phone and dialing the number to the Phoenix police department. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Lucas sat up with a frown, listening. Olivia was screaming from the bedroom, he pushed the blanket off of him, grabbed his gun from the drawer in the coffee table and ran towards his room. When he nudged the door open, he was relieved to see that Olivia was still alone, but thrashing around in the bed, obviously in the middle of a nightmare. Lucas placed the gun on his dresser and made his way to the bed. "Olivia," Lucas said softly. He sat down and shook her gently. Olivia sat up with an ear piercing scream. Lucas winced but held her gently. "It's okay Liv! It's just me!" Lucas promised. He stroked her hair as she cried. "Do you want to talk about it?" Lucas asked. Olivia shook her head. Lucas glanced at the bedside clock, it was almost six. "Go back to sleep Liv," Lucas murmured, starting to pull away. "No! Don't leave me!" Olivia's eyes got wide and she sounded panicked. Lucas sighed but nodded and lay down on the bed with her. Lucas was almost back to sleep when he felt Olivia turn around so that she was facing him. He kept his eyes closed and waited for the questions to start. To his surprise, instead of asking questions, Olivia slid her hands down his chest, past his abdomen and stopped at the top of his boxers. She blushed when she saw the bulge in front. Lucas nearly groaned when he felt her slip her hands inside his boxers and cupped him. "You're playing with fire Livvy," Lucas warned quietly, opening his eyes. Olivia blushed again. "I've never seen a man naked before. I mean, Patrick wouldn't allow me to see his penis, he said I wasn't worthy," she whispered. Lucas groaned as her fingers began brushing gently over the head of his cock. "Will you let me see you?" Olivia wanted to know. Lucas groaned again as he fought for control. "Please?" Olivia whispered. Lucas gently pulled her hand away from his rock hard cock, sat up, turned on the bedside light and pulled his boxers off and threw them across the room. "You're huge!" Olivia gasped. Lucas grinned and shrugged. He watched her as she crawled to the edge of the bed. "What are you ..." Lucas never got the chance to finish the question; Olivia wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and pulled it into her mouth. "Liv, what are you, you don't have to ..." Lucas closed his mouth, at a loss for words and groaned as she began sucking on him lightly. Lucas moaned as her fingers brushed over the part of his cock that wasn't enclosed in her mouth, closed his eyes as Olivia began increasing the amount of suction she used. "Oh God Livvy," he groaned, wrapping his hand in her hair. He thrust his hips towards her face as she sucked and licked him. "Olivia, you need to stop," Lucas told her, trying to pull back. Olivia just looked up at him as she took him deeper into her throat. "Livvy, baby, I'm going to cum," he warned her. Olivia smiled around him. Lucas closed his eyes and moaned loudly. He thrust towards Olivia's face once more before his cock pulsed, sending his seed shooting into her mouth. Finally, Olivia opened her mouth and his cock slipped out of her with a plop. "Liv, what was that all about?" Lucas asked when he'd regained his ability to speak. Olivia blushed and shrugged. "I just wanted to know what it would be like with someone who promised not to hurt me," she whispered. Lucas sat down on the bed and kissed her gently. "You didn't have to do that Liv. I'm not complaining, it was amazing, but you didn't have to," Lucas told her. "I know." Lucas could see the exhaustion and stress on her face. He knew she wasn't wearing anything under his shirt and the thought of it made his cock start to harden again. "Lay back Liv," Lucas said gently. Nervously, Olivia lay back on the bed and squeaked a little when Lucas pulled her towards the edge of the bed. "Trust me," he whispered, kissing her again. "I trust you," Olivia whispered back. Lucas smiled and gently pushed up the shirt Olivia was wearing before closing his mouth over a pointed nipple. Olivia closed her eyes and moaned as Lucas began sucking and pulling on her nipple gently. Lucas kept his eyes on hers as he switched to the other nipple. Olivia shivered as he trailed soft kisses down her rib cage to her abdomen and finally down to the curls that covered her pussy. "Liv, are you okay?" Lucas asked, pausing. Olivia opened her eyes. "Will you do something for me?" Olivia asked. "Anything," Lucas promised. "Make love to me," Olivia whispered. "I am," Lucas reminded her, settling his mouth over her clit. Olivia gasped and moaned as Lucas began licking and nibbling at her clit, her hips thrust off of the bed and Lucas gripped her hips gently with his hands. "I want you to be my first Luke," Olivia said softly. Lucas stopped for a moment, his eyes wide. "Please Luke. I know you won't hurt me and I trust you. I don't want my first time to be a negative experience," Olivia whispered, her eyes filling with tears. Lucas reached up to wipe the tears away and gave her a soft smile. "It won't be," he promised. Lucas covered her mound again, licked at her clit while he stuck a finger deep within her. Olivia whimpered and moaned as she pushed her hips up towards him. "Luke, please," Olivia whispered. Lucas just smiled and continued his assault with his tongue and his teeth on her clit. Olivia gasped and moaned when he added a second finger inside her. "Luke!" she exclaimed breathlessly. Lucas smiled against her and reached his free hand up to tweak a nipple. Olivia's eyes widened as her climax washed over her and she cried out Lucas' name. Lucas pulled his face away from her now sopping pussy and nuzzled her neck. "Are you ready for more?" Lucas asked gently. "More?" Olivia asked. Lucas nodded and pulled her gently up so that her head was against the pillow. "Oh," Olivia whispered, blushing as she felt his now throbbing cock resting against her folds. She nodded and Lucas kissed her hard. "It's going to hurt a little," he reminded her. "I know," "Olivia murmured, shivering in anticipation. Lucas kissed her again as he reached into the drawer of his night stand. Olivia looked surprised when he pulled away from her until Lucas held up the foil wrapper. Olivia took the condom from him and carefully slid it over his cock, which was hard as granite. "I'm ready Luke," she whispered. Lucas groaned, kissed her again and positioned his cock at her opening; she was hot and wet as he pushed into her, stopping only when he reached her hymen. "Luke, please," Olivia whimpered, her arms went around his waist as he kissed her. Lucas pulled back slightly and thrust into her hard and fast, breaking through her hymen in one swift go. Olivia gasped at the intrusion and tears filled her eyes as the pain swept through her. Lucas held still and stroked her face gently, Life Goes On "You okay?" Lucas asked after a minute, the worry in his eyes warmed Olivia and made her feel safe. "I'm fine," Olivia whispered, pushing her hips off of the bed and towards his. Lucas groaned and began thrusting slowly. He grabbed her hips so that she stayed in the same rhythm he was in. "Oh Luke!" Olivia whimpered, her eyes widening as the pain receded and pleasure rushed through her. Lucas smiled and thrust harder and faster within her. Olivia met him thrust for thrust and soon Lucas' hands were playing with her breasts as she found the rhythm. He kissed her hard as he impaled her over and over, groaned when Olivia wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling them closer together. "Livvy, you're amazing," Luke whispered in her ear. He could feel his climax was getting close but he wanted Olivia to cum first. Lucas' gaze drifted from Olivia's face down to her breasts where her nipples stood at attention, perfect, round and pointed. He leaned down and began sucking on one of the nipples, pulling at it gently with his tongue. Olivia screamed as she came hard and fast, bucking against him. Lucas moaned loudly as he filled the condom. Lucas hugged Olivia close before rolling off of her. "God Livvy," Lucas groaned, he pulled her to him and held her tightly. Olivia blushed and sighed contently. "Sleep Liv," he whispered, seeing her eye lashes flutter. Lucas waited for her to fall asleep before he reached over, shut off the alarm and headed for the bathroom to get ready for work. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Look at you Cohen! What'd you do, get laid?" one of the other officers that worked at the desk asked. "None of your business," Lucas snapped. He pushed past them and knocked on the office door to the lieutenant in charge of the squad. "What is it Officer Cohen?" the lieutenant asked. Lucas walked into the office and closed the door behind him before telling the man what Olivia had told him and what he had seen. "He doesn't know where Liv is, and I want to keep it that way, but he's threatening Olivia's younger sister Mackenzie," Lucas said. "How old is Olivia and how old is her sister?" the lieutenant wanted to know. "Olivia will be twenty three, she just graduated from the University of Arizona and Mackenzie is, if memory serves me correctly is twelve," Lucas answered. He gave the lieutenant the tape he had made the night before. "Olivia is scared, very scared and judging by the welts and bruises she has all over her body, she has every right and reason to be," he added. "Lieutenant Murphy, we need to help them," Lucas finished. "We will Cohen, don't worry about that. You know I have daughters myself and what this boy has done is despicable and offensive. I do need to know what your relationship with her is," Lieutenant Murphy said. Lucas hesitated. "I can't help her if I don't know the whole story," the lieutenant reminded him. "Until last night when I bumped into her at the airport, I hadn't seen her since she graduated from high school. She came over very early this morning after receiving a phone call from her ex," Lucas answered. "What kind of a relationship do you have with her?" Lieutenant Murphy asked again. "We're friends," Lucas said. "Did you have sex with the girl?" Lieutenant Murphy wanted to know. "Yes, sir, I did," Lucas admitted. His lieutenant sighed. "This complicates things a bit," he grumbled. "I know." Lucas ran his hand through his hair. "I'm assigning you to be her body guard then. Anywhere she goes, you go, understood?" Lieutenant asked. Lucas nodded. "Get out of here," the Lieutenant added, waving Lucas away. Olivia was just waking back up when Lucas walked back into his house an hour later with a bag of donuts and two cups of coffee. "Where'd you go?" Olivia wanted to know. "To work. The lieutenant, whom you'll meet later, has assigned me to be your body guard until this mess with Patrick is straightened up," Lucas answered, handing her the bag of donuts. Olivia pulled a glazed donut from the bag and took a generous bite. "He'll come for me, it's only a matter of time," Olivia said quietly. "And I'll be here to stop him," Lucas promised. He gave her a tight hug and kissed her gently. "I promise," he added. Life Goes On Life sure can be hard sometimes. In fact, it can be so hard that maybe you think it's not worth it anymore. I got to that point. I'm great now, but it was not easy getting to where I am now. I am in love again, and she is the best thing that ever happened to me. Let me go back and start sort of from the beginning. At least as far as this story is concerned. My name is Jack Reese. It was my Senior year in college that I met Mallory, or Mal as I called her. You guessed it, we fell in love and married the summer after our graduation. We were practically inseparable. We did everything together, and became not only husband and wife, but best friends. I got my degree in Electrical Engineering, and Mal got hers in Elementary Education. We both got jobs, and lived a pretty good life. We decided that would wait about ten years to have kids. We would still be in our early thirties. Now I will be the first to admit that I was not the greatest lover, but I did have an 8 1/2 inch cock. I just wished I knew a little more about what to do with it. We had frequent sex, and Mal never complained. Mal was so beautiful, and she had a killer body. I was so proud to go places with her. Men would look at me like, wow, you get to sleep her! For seven years life was so good, and we were so happy. Then a tragic event changed everything. It took me a long time to figure it all out, but with a lot of help, I was finally able to get my life together. I was at work when I received the phone call. My father was a pilot, and owned a small airplane. He and my mom were in route to visit Mal and I for the weekend. They hit an unexpected storm resulting in a crash that killed them both. I was very close to my parents, and was an only child. To say I took it hard was an understatement. It's hard to describe now, but I went into a state of some kind of depression. Mal tried to be understanding at first, but she eventually became mad at what I became, and turned her back on me. The sad part was that I really needed her help, but didn't know how to go about getting it. Over the next three years I buried my self in my work. It was the only thing that eased my depressed mind. I came home late, and ignored Mal. I just wasn't with it. It wasn't on purpose, but she didn't know that. Our sex life became non existent. I gained over a hundred pounds and looked like a slob. I don't blame her for not wanting me. Even when I tried to make love, she pushed me away. It got worse as time went on. I did nothing but work, eat fast food, and lay on the couch. Mal became distant, and got to where she wouldn't even say hello. In the end I was really trying to reach out to her, just trying to get her to help me. I needed her so bad. She was all I had left, and all I wanted her to do was help me figure out what was going on with my life. I came home one evening from work, and Mal was sitting in the living room with packed bags around her. She was holding some papers in her hand. She asked me to sit down, then spoke. "Jack I can't live like this anymore. I'm just going to tell you point blank that for the past six months I have been having an affair. I still love you Jack, well at least the old Jack, but I'm moving in with my lover. Here are the divorce papers." She handed me the papers as tears started streaming down my face. I looked up, and she saw the pain, and hurt in my eyes. She also started to cry, but continued her speech. "It is a very fair divorce. We will split everything 50/50, but you can keep the house. You can get a lawyer if you want, but you will find it is just as I said. As soon as our divorce is final, I will be getting married to the man I am moving in with" She started looking a little worried at my blank stare, and the tears on my face. "Jack? Are you going to be ok?" I didn't say anything. I just looked off into space. "Well, I am leaving now Jack. You can send those papers to the lawyer when you sign them. I do wish you well. Goodbye Jack." She was just about to the door when I looked up and said, "I need you Mal. I've needed you for three years now. Don't turn your back on me when I need you the most." "I'm sorry Jack. It's over, and I need to go. Goodbye." She walked out the door, and out of my life. As the door was closing I said, "Goodbye Mal, I love you with all my heart." Two days earlier my secretary, Jessica, had given me a card. She had watched my turmoil for the past three years, and decided to try to get me some help. The business card was from a good friend of hers. Dr. Rachel Nelson was a therapist who specialized in depression such as mine. I took out the card, looked at it, then set it on the coffee table. Maybe there was another way. Mal's leaving me for someone else brought me to the brink of despair. I walked over to a drawer and pulled out my .38 caliber pistol. I put a bullet in the chamber, cocked back the hammer, and put it to my head. I wanted to pull the trigger, I needed to pull the trigger, but I couldn't pull the trigger. I had even failed at trying to kill myself. I collapsed on the floor and just cried. I cried myself to sleep. I woke up the next morning after nightmares of my ordeal of the previous night. I picked up the card on the table and called Dr. Nelson's office. Her receptionist answered, but I lost it. I tried to talk, but was crying so hard I'm sure she couldn't understand me. She finally got me calmed down, so I related the events of the night before. When I mentioned the gun, she told me to wait for Dr. Nelson. Dr. Nelson must have talked to me for about fifteen minutes. Her voice was so calm, and reassuring. She told me she could help me, and she would work me in her schedule this afternoon. There was something about her that made me feel I was going to be ok. She spent an hour with me that afternoon. Most of it was me relating my whole story, including the part where my wife dumped me in my time of need for another man. She then informed that she was going to check me into this clinic for a week to get me in a different atmosphere. She said I would need to take some vacation. She would call my office and explain it. I didn't argue. I needed a change. I got checked in that evening, and Dr. Nelson started me on some medications. The clinic staff was so nice, and so reassuring. Dr. Nelson visited me every afternoon that week. By the end of the week I felt I had made some progress. The first thing she did was help with the issues I had with my parents death. The next week I went back to work feeling a little better. I was still very hurt at what Mal had done, but Doctor Nelson was working on that also. I blamed myself for everything. I blamed myself for my parents death. If I had not insisted on them flying out, they would still be alive. I blamed myself for Mal having to find solace in another man's bed. Doctor Nelson also put me on a diet, and a workout regimen. I joined a fitness center, and began working out five and sometimes six days a week. I became obsessed with it. I started losing weight, looking better, and feeling better. In the meantime, I sold our house. I didn't want to live there anymore. I signed the divorce papers while I was in the clinic. Jessica, my secretary brought them to me. Jessica went to my house to pick them up, and while she was there, Mal walked in. She was picking up the last of her stuff. This is almost word for word what Jessica told me of her conversation with Mal. Mal knew my secretary, but said, "why are you here?" "I came to get the divorce papers for Jack to sign. I guess you don't know what happened?" "No, what happened?" Said Mal with a concerned look on her face. " Is he ok?" "Mallory, he was on the verge of committing suicide after you left. He put a gun to his head. The gun still sits over there where he almost shot himself." Mal started crying and had to sit down. "He is ok Mallory. Instead of pulling the trigger, he called the therapist I gave him. He will be ok, no thanks to you" Mal just sat there crying while Jessica went on. "Jack needed you. He needed your help. He tried to reach out to you but didn't know how. He was hurting so bad Mallory, but instead of getting help for your husband, you go off and spread your legs for some other man. He was on the verge of suicide, and all you thought about was yourself. I hope you feel like a whore, because that is what you are. I hope when you and that asshole get married, you think about what you did to Jack." Jessica stormed out after that. I signed the papers, and Jessica took them to the lawyer. Sixty days later we were divorced. Over the next several months I met with Doctor Nelson once a week. I lost a lot of weight. My face was no longer a fat blob. I had lost almost 80 pounds. I had also built up a lot muscles from all the weight lifting. I looked great, and I felt great. I finally got to the point where I no longer needed therapy. Dr. Nelson would call and check on me from time to time. Let me tell you about Dr. Rachel Nelson. She was actually the same age as me. She was also stunningly beautiful. She was married to Dr. Ben Nelson, a GP about five or six years older than she was. She didn't talk much about him, but I know they did not have kids. My job was going great. Since I had worked so hard the past several years, I had risen up to Executive Vice President of the company. I was making a lot of money, plus over the years I had taken advantage of all the stock options I could get. If we ever went public, I would be worth millions. I think I had probably fallen in love with Dr. Nelson, but she was married, so that was that. My love life was becoming more and more exciting. I started going out on weekends, usually to this country bar nearby. I had a number of twenty something beauties that were fucking my brains out every time I turned around. They were mostly bimbos, but they knew how to fuck, and most of them had big tits. I learned a lot. They taught me how to please a woman. They taught me how to use that big cock of mine. After awhile, I became quite good at it, and my phone was constantly ringing wanting me to come over and fuck. I also learned how to use my tongue over every inch and every opening in a woman's body. I got really good at that also. Of course none of these beauties would be the kind of girl I would marry, but I was hoping to find someone I could love, and raise a family. In the meantime, I was enjoying the ride. After I sold the house, I moved into a small apartment for a little while. When I got my job promotion, I decided to buy something more permanent. I wound up buying twenty acres just outside the city. I decided to be a cowboy. I built a nice three bedroom house, a barn, and a garage. I bought a few cows, and a couple of horses. I loved the country life. It was so peaceful. Someday, maybe I will have a wife and kids to share this house and ranch. Oh, did I mention I also had a 4x4 pick up truck, and a Porsche. I had just got home one Thursday afternoon when my cell phone rang. I looked at the ID, it was Mal. I had not seen her since that night she walked out. What was this all about. I hoped it wasn't something wrong with her. I answered the phone, and could tell by her voice that she was nervous about calling me after all this time. "Jack, I am sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you and I could get together and talk. I have a lot I want to say to you, and it has taken me all this time to get up enough courage to call." "I'm confused Mal. I thought when you walked out on me that was it. In fact I think you indicated you would be getting married to your lover as soon as our divorce was final." "I will explain all that Jack. I just really really need to see you. Can we please meet somewhere this evening?" "Well, I guess we could get together, have a drink for old times sake, and talk." I gave her the address of the Iron horse saloon, my hangout, and told her to meet me there at 7:00. She agreed, and seemed very happy at the prospect. I arrived at the Iron Horse at about 6:45. Mal wasn't there yet, so I sat at the bar and ordered a beer. At 7:00 she walked in, and stood just beyond the front door. She started looking around to see if she could spot me. She was looking right in my direction, but didn't recognize me. Finally, I walked over with my beer and said, "Hello Mal, it's been awhile. You look great." She did look great, as pretty as ever. Her mouth dropped open. Her hands moved up to cover her mouth. She backed up and looked me up and down. Her eyes got real wide. "Oh my gosh. Jack is that really you. You look incredible. You are one hot looking guy. What did you do with the old Jack? "He is gone Mal. It took a lot of work, but he is gone, this is me now." She gave me a big hug and told me how good it was to see me. "For months I have wanted to call you, but couldn't work up the courage. I am so glad I did. I have a lot I want to say to you Jack. If it causes any pain, I am sorry, but I have some things I have to tell you." "Ok Mal. Let me get you a drink, then we will go sit in the beer garden. It will be quieter there. I believe you like a good red cab, right?" "That would be great Jack," she said. We started outside with me letting her go first. When we got to a table away from everyone, I helped her with the chair. "You're always such a gentleman, Jack," she said. We made small talk a minute, then I asked her to say what she came to say. "First off, I want to tell you about the man I had an affair with. Rick was a divorced father of one of my students. I met him at a parent conference. I won't go into all the details, but we started meeting at a hotel. I was never with him in our bed Jack." She continued, "I knew it was wrong, but it was a distraction from us. He wanted to marry me, so that's when I left you." This was bringing back some painful memories, but I found myself able to deal with it now. "I moved in with him, and our plan was to get married when our divorce became final. When I moved in things changed. He started acting like he owned me. He became very possessive. He wanted to know where I was at all times." I thought to myself, he probably was worried that if you cheated once, you would do it again. "We started fighting a lot. I quickly realized I did not love this man." "Rick was a Dentist. I stopped by his office unannounced one afternoon after office hours. I walked in, but didn't see anyone. I walked down the hall, and looked into one of his examination rooms. He was sitting naked in the chair with his nurse riding his cock." "What happened?" I asked. "I screamed, but he yelled at me for barging in unannounced. I ran home and started packing. He got home just as I was leaving. I told him we were through. He beat the shit out of me Jack, then left." "I managed to get to a hotel where I stayed in bed the next two days. I called in sick at school, but went nowhere. I finally recovered enough to find a new apartment." "Did he try to find you?" I asked. "He called, and tried to apologize. I hung up on him. He eventually gave up and left me alone. I think he finally married his little nurse" "Is that what you came here to tell me Mal?" "I wanted you to know what an asshole he was, and that I never married him." She took a few sips of wine, then said, "Here is what I really came to tell you." She continued, "Jack, I want to apologize from the bottom of my heart for what I did to you. You did not deserve that. That day I saw Jessica at our house was an eye opener. I almost died when she said you were close to killing yourself with a gun, plus she really let me have it." She was crying now. "It really sunk in later when I realized what I did to you. I was selfish. I was only thinking about how everything happening affected me. She was right. You were reaching out to me for help, and I ignored you. Not only that I became a cheating whore of a wife." She was really crying now. "I should have been there for you. Instead, I was off at some hotel fucking another man other than my husband. You needed me, and I let you down. It almost cost you your life. I should have taken care of you, and got you the professional help you needed." She stopped a minute to get control of her crying. "Jack, I don't expect you to forgive me. If you could, that would be great, but I don't deserve it. I'm just glad I finally had the chance to spill my guts, and tell you how sorry I am." I took her in my arms and she collapsed against me. She was emotionally spent. I held her while she cried. Then I said, "I forgave you a long time ago Mal. I am a new person now, and that person has moved on. I love you Mallory, and I always will." With that I kissed her. She kissed back. She looked up at me and said, "Jack, will you come home with me right now?" "Yes Mal, I will." Yes I wanted her, but I also needed to prove something. I needed some closure, and maybe this was it. Either way, she was in for the night of her life. We walked into her apartment and shut the door. I immediately took her in my arms and kissed her. It was a deep kiss like I had never given her before. My tongue moved over hers as our mouths opened wide. I kissed hard, and long. I kept going. When I finally stopped she almost fainted. She told me she had never been kissed like that in her life. She said it even made her weak in the knees. I picked her up in my arms and said, "which way to your bedroom?" As I was carrying her to bed, I kissed her hard again. I gently laid her on the bed. She was wearing a short denim skirt with a white blouse. I had on some tight wrangler jeans with a tight George Strait T shirt. I stood in front of her as she looked up. I kicked off my boots first, then took off my shirt. She let out a gasp as she gazed at my upper body. "Damn Jack. Your body is rock hard. Where did you get all those muscles?" I just smiled. I reached down and unfastened her skirt. I jerked it off in one motion. I grabbed her arms and pulled her up. I unbuttoned her blouse, the slipped it off her. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and jerked my pants and underwear down. I slipped out of both. She was sitting on the edge of the bed. My dick was rock hard, and at full attention. All 8 1/2 inches. I pressed my dick into her chest as I reached around to unhook her bra. She started kissing my stomach. I took off her bra, and started squeezing both tits with my hands. I then reached around her and gave her ass a little squeeze. I went down to my knees and started sucking her left nipple and tit. Then the right. I alternated between both. I used my tongue on the tip of her nipple. I started sucking, and using my tongue. She was moaning, with her hands on the back of my head. This went on a few minutes. She was really getting turned on. I kissed her passionately again, then pushed her back, and spread her legs. She had her feet on the floor as she laid on the edge of the bed. I used my thumbs to spread her pussy lips, then buried my tongue inside her. She was so wet. I used my tongue in ways I know she had never experienced. I could tell by her moaning, and things she was yelling out. Her first of many orgasms before the night was over came pretty fast. She tensed up, then her whole body quivered. Her feet came off the floor as she wrapped both legs around my head. I could hardly breathe, but I kept going, until she had another one. I stood up and flipped her around so that her head was slightly hanging off the bed in front of me. I bent my knees and rested them against the bed as I guided my dick in her mouth. She reached around me and grabbed my ass, pulling me further down her throat. She started sucking, and I started fucking. Life Goes On This went on a couple of minutes, then I told her to use her tongue on the sensitive spot underneath the head of my dick. She did, and that felt great. One of the things I had learned to do is control my orgasm. I could go pretty much go as long as I wanted, and shoot off when I wanted. I pulled out of her mouth, then lowered my balls in her mouth. She gently sucked on my balls for a few minutes. I stuck my finger in her pussy and started playing with her again. It wasn't long before she came again. I was really on my game tonight. I crawled up on the bed with her and kissed her for a couple of minutes. Then I spread her legs and moved between them. I was on my knees with my dick in my hand. I used the head to tease her a little bit. I kept rubbing her clit with the head of my dick. I was so hard. She started begging me to fuck her. So I had her guide me into her wet dripping pussy. I went slow at first so she could take it all. Once she opened up, I picked up the pace. I also started kissing her with my arms wrapped around her head and shoulders. She had her legs wrapped around my back as I slammed in and out of her pussy. I was going to time my orgasm with hers. After a few minutes I could feel she was getting close. She loved what I did next, and so did I. I stopped my stroke, then placed my legs outside of hers. I pulled her legs tightly together while I was still inside her. I started back with my strokes, and she started clawing at my back. Her pussy got tighter, and the sensation of me inside her with her legs closed was more than she could stand. It wasn't long before she started her climax, which was my signal to come with her, and I did. I filled her up with my cum. I kept pumping, draining myself inside her until I had no more. I collapsed next her as our breathing slowly came back to normal. For the next twenty minutes we just laid there and massaged each other, while locked in our embrace. Then she started playing with my dick. It came back to life. I was ready for more, so she slid down to my dick, and took me in her mouth. She started into this methodical, stimulating blow job, which I knew would end with her swallowing every drop. I let myself go, and she got me off in no time. We back back to massaging, which went on for about twenty or so minutes again. That ended when she sucked me back up. I rolled her over on all fours, and entered her from behind. She was still very wet, so my dick was sliding in and out with ease. This time I just started pounding. You could hear my skin slapping against her ass. I mean I was literally fucking the shit out of her. I was getting tired, and wasn't sure how long I could keep going, but I kept going and going. I finally felt her tense up for an orgasm, so I let mine go. It was the best one yet. I'm sure I didn't have a lot of cum left, but the climax was earth shattering. In fact, based on our reaction, the earth may have moved. She screamed, I yelled, we exploded. I kept going until my hard on was gone. We collapsed in each other's arms and fell asleep. We woke up early the next morning still spent from last nights activities. Mal called in sick, and I called to tell them I would be late coming in. We had coffee, then some breakfast. I got dressed, then told Mal I had to go home and get ready for work. She smiled at me and said, "Jack, that was the most amazing night of lovemaking I have ever had. It was even better than when we first got married." "Yea, it was pretty amazing, wasn't it?" I said. "Jack, Do you think that maybe we could start seeing each other again?" I had an idea this might be coming, so I had my answer ready. "Mal, last night was great. Actually, it was beyond great, but that was the new me you were with. I wanted you to see the new me. The new me cannot go back to anything from the old me. I'm sorry Mal, but you almost destroyed me once, and I cannot live in fear that it might happen again." She started to cry softly. "I do love you Mal, but I cannot take you back. This was closure for me, and it has to be closure for you. I will never forget last night as long as I live. Maybe our paths will cross again sometime. I sure hope so." With that I walked out the door, and out of her life. Mal knew I was right, and probably knew all along that last night was our closure. As I walked out, I heard her say, "I love you Jack, and will never love anyone more than I love you." That night I was back at the Iron Horse. I was drinking a beer, talking to some friends when I noticed a lady that had just sat at the bar. I was looking at her from behind, but I knew her. A couple of guys tried to buy her a drink, but she sent them away. I walked up and said, "Hello Doctor Nelson." She turned around, smiled, and gave me a big hug. Her eyes were a little puffy like she had been crying. I wasn't sure what was going on because it had been awhile since I had seen her. "Jack, how are you? You look fantastic." ""You look pretty good yourself Doc." I always thought she was such a beautiful woman. "What brings you here? I have never seen you here before," I said. "I just really needed to get out of my house and have a drink. I heard you talk about this place a lot, so I thought I would check it out. I was also kind of hoping you might be here," she said. "Well here I am, and I am so glad to see you. I can never thank you enough for all you did for me Doctor Nelson," I said. "Jack, would you do me a favor and call me Rachel?" "Sure, Rachel. How are you doing?" She looked at me, then started to cry. She turned away to try to hide the fact that she was crying. I pulled her to me in a hug and asked what was wrong. "Jack, I know I talk to people about their troubles everyday for a living, but I need someone to talk to. Can I talk to you?" "Sure, let's go out to the beer garden where it's a little more quiet." We found a table with some privacy, and she told me what was going on. About eight or nine weeks ago, she walked into her husbands office after office hours, and caught him fucking his young nurse on the examination table. What is it the these Doctors and their nurses? He tried to tell her it was nothing, but then admitted he had been having the affair for about eight months, and had fallen in love with his nurse. she quickly filed for divorce, and today was the day her divorce was final. It was a depressing day for her, plus she felt rejected and unattractive. I spent about thirty minutes telling her just how beautiful I thought she was, and how sexy I found her. I told her that I had actually been attracted to her from the first day I met her. After a couple of more drinks I had her smiling, then suggested we go inside and dance. We spent the next two hours dancing and having a great time. It really was fun being with her in a social setting. When she decided she needed to get home, I walked her out to her car. She put her hand out to shake, but I took her in my arms and kissed her. It was a nice kiss. Just how I imagined it would be. Then I said, "Rachel, I know this is short notice, but would you go out with me tomorrow night? An official date, if you will." "Yes Jack, I would love to go out with you," she said. Then she threw her arms around my neck and planted a big kiss on me. It was open mouth with some tongue action. Yes, I think I am falling in love again. I made dinner reservations at a nice steak house downtown. My plan was a nice dinner, then some drinks at a nearby high end jazz bar. I wanted everything to be perfect. I even bought some new clothes. I was nervous as I rang her door bell. She answered the door, and my chin almost hit the floor. To say she looked beautiful, sexy, whatever, was an understatement. She looked so damn good, period. We had a great time. We had a nice dinner, then talked, drank wine, and danced at the jazz club. It was an incredible evening. I felt like every man in the club was staring at me with envy. We went back to her house where she invited me in. We sat on her couch and talked. We also made out a little, but nothing heavy. I was going slow and easy with her. We pretty much saw each other every day the following week. I would stop by and see her, or she would stop by and see me. We went out again the next Saturday. We had dinner, then went to a movie. We wound up back at her house on the couch again. This time it got a little more heated, but no sex yet. The following Friday she invited me to her house to have dinner. We had a nice dinner that she prepared. She was a really good cook. We drank some wine, and again wound up on the couch. "Jack, I want to ask you something." She said. "Sure, anything Rachel." "Do you find me attractive? I mean, are you sexually attracted to me?" I turned and looked her in the eye and said, "Rachel, I think you are not only beautiful, but you are so sexy. Yes, I am very sexually attracted to you." "Well, why haven't you tried anything with me. I mean, why haven't you tried to get me to bed?" She said. I laughed and said, "Rachel honey, it's not because I am not attracted to you, it's because I have so much respect for you, and I figured you would want to take things slow." Then she laughed and said, "Jack, I love the fact that you are such a gentleman, but I want you to take me to bed. Will you spend the night with me?" I kissed her and said, "I have wanted you for such a long time. I have to admit something Rachel. I have fallen for you." "I have fallen for you too Jack." She kissed me. She opened her mouth, stuck her tongue down my throat and kissed me hard. My dick was already hard as a rock. "I want to tell you some things before we go to my bed Jack" "I know quite a bit about you since you were my patient, but you don't know very much about me, at least sexually." She took a sip of wine and continued. "I was a virgin when I got married. The only man I have ever been with is my ex husband. I rarely had an orgasm with him. I usually had to fake it so he felt like a man. To be honest, he really didn't try to give me one. There never was a lot of foreplay or anything. I had to suck his dick for a few minutes, then he stuck it in." "Did he perform oral sex, or play with you Rachel?" "Absolutely not. He thought oral sex on a woman's vagina was disgusting. It was mainly just him doing the old pump and dump." "I tell you this Jack in case you are disappointed in me. I will do my best to please you, but I want you to show me how." I told Rachel not to worry because this was going to be a night we would both remember for a long time. I took her hand and led her to her bedroom. It was time for this girl to get laid proper. She stood with her back to the edge of the bed as I kissed her. I kissed her for a minute, then turned her around facing the bed. I unhooked her dress, raised her arms, and pulled her dress over her head. She had on thong underwear. What a gorgeous body she had. I took off her bra and underwear. I took off my shirt and pants, then pressed my waist against her ass. Her breathing increased, and I could tell she was enjoying what I was doing. I reached around and started playing with her tits while grinding against her ass. My right hand went down to her extremely wet pussy. It didn't take me long to bring her first of several orgasms. It was a good one too. I turned her around, then pushed on her shoulders to get her on her knees. She pulled down my underwear at which point she let out a little gasp. "My ex husband was about half this size Jack. Will that fit inside me?" "Yes baby, but I will go slow at first." She took me in her mouth, and started sucking. I told her what I liked, and how to do it. She got the hang of it pretty quick. In fact, she was a natural, she just needed to feel free to do it. She said I was making her feel so sexy. I grabbed the back of her head and started slowly fucking her mouth, going as deep as I could without making her choke or gag. She was really enjoying what she was doing. I finally pulled her up and had her lay back down on the bed with her feet on the floor. I got on my knees and crawled between her legs. She looked a little nervous, but I just smiled and drove my tongue into her pussy. I knew what buttons to push and she had her second orgasm in no time. It was a good one. She grabbed my hair and held me on her clit as her whole body quivered with pleasure. Then she grabbed the bedspread with both hands and arched her back, letting the climax pulse throughout her body. "Jack, I have never felt a sensation like that in my life. You are amazing. I want this night to last forever." I laid on top of her for a little bit just kissing and caressing her. Then I stood up, lifted her legs, and laid one on each of my shoulders. Her ass was right at the edge of the bed. I slipped the head of my dick up to her pussy lips and played with her for a minute. She was moaning, breathing hard, and begging me to hurry up and fuck her. Finally I started to ease it inside her wet and swollen pussy. It didn't take long for her to take me all in. She commented on on great it felt inside her. I started slow, then built up a rhythm. She got in rhythm with me. She learns quickly. I waited until I felt her tense up, then I started slamming her. She screamed as her orgasm approached. I could feel mine building too. We came together, and I must say it may have been the best orgasms I have ever had. She thinks this was her first orgasm from a dick inside her. We rested for awhile, then she sucked me off. It was her first time to have a man come in her mouth. A little later I fuck her doggy style. She really liked that, and yes it was her first time doing doggy. We fell asleep, but she woke me up about 6:30 the next morning horny as hell. She said she had dreamed about me. I fucked her missionary style. I don't know exactly how many orgasms she had, but it was far more than her previous total all together. Over the next few months we dated, and we fucked ourselves silly. We fell so much in love that we decided she would move in with me. She sold her house and moved in lock, stock, and barrel with me. After 7 months together, I came up with a plan. I liked to surprise her when I could. I booked us a vacation in Vegas. I got in touch with her family to meet us there, but not say anything to Rachel. My plan was a wedding on the Gondolas at the Venetian. I also contacted some of my family, at least what little I had. A friend of mine from work would be the best man, and Rachel's sister would be Matron Of Honor. We checked into our suite that afternoon, the ceremony would be that night. I told her we would take a Gondola ride, then go out to dinner. I had one of the shops at The Forum deliver this beautiful, expensive dress to our room. I told her it was a gift for being such a blessing in my life. She wanted to make love right there, but I told her to wait until tonight. It would be special. That evening we walked down to the Gondola, and you can imagine the surprise on her face when she saw her family sitting in the Gondola. "Jack, what's going on here? Why is my family sitting in that Gondola?" I went down on one knee, pulled out the ring, and said, "Rachel, will you marry me, right here, right now?" She screamed, jumped into my arms, kissed me, and pledged her undying love for me the rest of her life. She also finally answered yes. So we had the ceremony, and I guess I made a pretty good impression on her family. I had even flown in their family minister to conduct the wedding. So that leads us to now. It is seven years later, and Rachel and I have a six year old boy, and a four year old girl. Rachel has to speak at a seminar in town this evening, so I promised the kids we would have pizza at Chunky Cheese. As we were sitting there enjoying our pizza, I looked up and saw Mal walk in. It was the first time I had seen her since that night we were together. She saw me and walked over. She had a four year old girl with her. She gave me a hug and told me how great I looked. I complimented her back. We introduced the kids, then talked for a few minutes. She said she had married a science teacher about five years ago, and they had the one child. I told her about Rachel and I, and that we were doing great. As she parted she looked back, and I noticed a tear in her eye. She smiled, and I think she mouthed the words, "I Love You." I just smiled and nodded back to her. She seems happy, but I got the impression that she still wished I would have taken her back. I have no regrets because I love Rachel so much, and she loves me, and one thing I do know is that Rachel will always be there for me. Oh well, life goes on. Life Goes On, Another Story A special thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan. They are what makes my story a much better read. Chapter 1 Life sure can get complicated. I'm not quite sure where to even begin. Let's see, my name is Russ Morgan. I joined the service when I graduated from high school at age eighteen. I was stationed in South Vietnam as part of a peace keeping group for over seventeen years. When it was time to be transferred back to the states, I had a problem. You see, while I was stationed overseas I had sex with a number of Asian women. Let's face it, I was a young GI and liked sex. My problem was I got one of the women pregnant my second year there. We weren't in love or anything like that. In fact I paid her to have sex with me. It was pretty common, and of course, pretty cheap. My son was born and we were both tested for a DNA match. He was my son and I helped support him and even helped Kim at times, that was my friend's name - Jin Dae Kim; I called her Kim. Of course, after my son was born I didn't have to pay her for sex anymore since I did help support them. My son was a big part of my life. He went to an American school in Vietnam on our base. Kim and I were good friends and equally shared time with our son. He learned both of our cultures and could speak both languages fluently. Even though Kim and I remained friends and shared in the raising of our son, we weren't exclusive. We each had our own lives. About every two years when I took a leave from the service, I would take my son, Dae Kim Morgan - that's what we named him - to the States with me for about a month. My parents loved him. He was a good looking boy and very smart. The 'smart' he must have gotten from his mother. It sure wasn't from me. He was a normal size child, meaning he wasn't small like his mother. She was only 4' 10" and weighed about ninety pounds soaking wet. I was glad he got his size from me. I tried to teach him whatever I could but when it came to smarts, he could almost have taught me. We would tour a different part of the United States every time he came with me. As he got older he would tell me that someday he would like to move here and go to school. He wanted to either be in the military, like his father, or be a pilot. He loved airplanes. I was closing in on eighteen years in the service and was going to finish off my career in the States. I would be transferring to a base for my remaining two years. I talked with Dae who was by then going on seventeen. He wanted to go to the States with me. The time came to go back to the states. My son was a U.S. citizen but my friend Kim wasn't. "I want go to states with you," said Kim in her best English speaking voice. "I'll see what I can do, Kim." I was told by the State Department the only way that Kim could come to the States was if we got married. We were very good friends but we didn't love each other. All we had in common was the raising of our son and we had sex once in awhile. Dae wanted to go to America too but also wanted to be with his mother. I had a talk with Kim. "Kim, you can't come to the States unless we are married. We live two completely different life styles. It wouldn't work out. I love you like a little sister except for the sex but we weren't meant to get married. I'm sorry." She had tears in her eyes, and that brought tears to my eyes. "I marry you, you take me to America. We be family," begged Kim. "I do whatever you say. You be my husband, my boss, I listen to you. Please take me, Russ, I make good wife. I give you sex all the time, no charge. Please take me with you." I wasn't sure what to do. I told Kim that I would get back with her on the matter. A lot of her family had been killed during the conflict, so she really didn't have much family left. I cared for her but we weren't in love. I decided to hell with it. I explained to Kim that we could get married and she could come to the United States. I told her that we had to have some ground rules if we were to be husband and wife. "I do anything, whatever you say, Russ. You take me to America," cried Kim. "Kim, I'm a proud man and you will not be able to sleep - have sex - with anyone else." "Okay, okay, I only fucky you, that's okay," said Kim. She always made me laugh. Sex to her was a business. She told me that it didn't mean a lot to her except for the money she needed to help survive. People have to understand that life in Vietnam was very different than it is in the States. The countryside was as beautiful as you can see, but the cities were people trying to survive. I continued, "When we get to the States, we will be and live like a family. You will have to study and get your citizenship. We'll even find a job for you to learn a skill or something. If you meet someone and want out of the marriage, the same goes for me; we will get divorced. Do not cheat on me. I will treat you good. Do we understand each other?" She jumped up in my arms and kissed me. She was so tiny and I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her. She was about a foot off the ground as my hand immediately went to her tiny ass and I squeezed her butt and slid my finger between her thighs and gripped her pussy. I was getting hard on the spot. The one thing my little Asian girl could do was get me hard instantly. "You need fucky," she said to me. I let her down and pulled down my trousers like I've done a hundred times. She quickly took off her jeans and as I sat on the couch she got up on my cock and rode me hard. I had both of my hands on her tiny ass and shot a load deep within her. She gave me her usual smile. I didn't know if she came or not. She was a good faker, but she did come once in awhile. She kissed me and climbed off my lap, jammed some tissue between her legs and off she went to the bathroom. So we got married and, when I transferred back to the States, Kim and Dae came with me. It was odd in a way. It was a marriage of understanding and respect. Dae knew about our arrangement but was just glad his mother was allowed to come to the States with us. We lived in base housing since we only had about a year and a half to go. Dae attended high school in the nearby city and was one of the more popular students. Because of his travels with me and the smarts of his mother, he was very well liked. A couple of students decided to test his fighting ability. It was a grave mistake as he knocked them on their asses. He was the son of a military man and he told them he was proud of it. Kim started at the local school to learn about citizenship. While she was there she started taking a course in basket weaving. When she came home and told me about the basket weaving class, I had to hold back my laughter. She quickly learned her basket weaving skill and found a job at a basket factory. I couldn't believe the money she made. They told her she was one of the quickest basket weavers they had and she was on piecework. I told her to keep her money and buy herself some nice things. We lived on base and had all the essentials we needed. Dae graduated in the top five percent of his class and decided to enter the Air Force Academy. He said it covers everything for his future, both a pilot and a military man. His mother and I were so proud of him. Kim took her citizenship test and she became a United States citizen. I was so happy for her. She worked hard and was finally receiving her just due. Since she was married to me she only had to live in the United States for three years before taking the test. It was barely past that date that she took her citizen test. A lifetime of heartache for her and now she had freedom and was a U.S. citizen. When my retirement came, Kim and I rented an apartment till we could decide what we were going to do. I did electrical work as a contractor since I had all the training. One evening Kim came up to me and said we needed to talk. I had a feeling where this was going and I was right. "Russ, I love you like brother. I owe you my life and do whatever you say. You told me not to fucky - I mean, not to have sex - with other men. I obey and did not do it. There is man at work from Vietnam that I like much. You said at beginning if I find man to tell you." I was feeling kind of sad. Even though I wasn't madly in love with Kim, I guess I loved having her around for the last two years. She has been a good companion and almost like a servant even though I tried to treat her as an equal. "Do you love this man, Kim? How does he feel about you? Tell me about him." "He moved here fifteen year ago. He was on student visa but got citizenship like me and now stay here. He was married but wife die two year ago in car accident. He very nice man. He say he like me and I like him. We have a lot in common. He want to go out with me but I told him 'no, I have to talk to you'." I wasn't sure what to do. I wanted to give her the freedom she deserved but what if it didn't work out and this guy left her. I didn't want to be a cuckold either. I told Kim that if she wanted to start dating that we could no longer be married. "Where I live, Russ? You my best friend. I not know way around yet." "Kim, I won't let anything happen to you. You are my best friend, my little sister. As a man, I can't just let you date men and have sex. Not in United States. I will apply for a dissolution of our marriage but you can stay here as long as you want as my friend. You can't have sex with men at the apartment; I won't let you do that." "We both live here until I find that Henry and me stay together? His name is Henry Tjadi from Vietnam." "Yes, we'll both live here. I'll move into Dae's room since he's gone. Our dissolution will only take a few months. Also, I want to meet this Henry. You tell him he has to meet me if he wants to date you." "You not hurt him? He friend too." "No, Kim, I won't hurt him unless he hurts you. I'm your protector." She smiled at me, "You want fucky fucky tonight? I horny," smiled Kim. We headed into the bedroom and I fucked my little friend every way I could. I sure was going to miss this part of our relationship. I held off as long as I could, hoping that she actually had an orgasm. She told me she had a couple and smiled at me. I met Henry a couple of days later. He was about 5'6" around 140 pounds. I guess I intimidated him some. He told me about his life and he seemed like a pretty nice guy. I gave Kim permission to date him. It seemed so odd, telling my wife she could date a guy. They dated and became very close, very fast. I guess because they had so much in common. Kim told me that Henry wanted to speak with me. "Mr. Morgan, I would like permission to marry Kim. I will treat her with utmost respect and take good care of her," said Henry. Now, this was truly odd. Our divorce was finalized less than a week ago and Henry wanted my permission to marry my ex-wife who still lived with me. Kim had told him she wouldn't marry him without my permission. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Kim was this tiny little woman whom I loved like a sister. I know that she wouldn't marry Henry without my blessing. She truly was that honorable of a woman. I told Henry that I would talk it over with Kim and she would let him know. He was happy with that. After he left, Kim and I talked. She really did like Henry and we discussed her getting married, where they would live and any other issues that we thought about. She asked me if I would be the one to give her away at the wedding since she didn't have a father. I asked her if Dae could give her away and she said that Henry wanted to ask him to be best man. I laughed and told her she had my blessing and, yes, I would give her away. She jumped into my arms and hugged me. I didn't let her feel my hard on this time. I went to bed and I looked up and saw Kim standing there. She had on a pair of baby doll pajamas and looked sexy as hell. So tiny, yet pretty. She was still built and looked like a teenager even though she was only two years younger than me. "Russ, this will be last time together. I told Henry, I be true to him after we get married, just like with you. Do whatever you want to me tonight. I will let myself go for you. You my best friend." She came over and lay down next to me and I spent the night having sex with her. We did it all and left nothing to the imagination. Oral, anal, doggie style, but my favorite was her on top facing me. I watched her face while she rode me. I knew she was finally getting off when I felt her pussy grip my cock till I was drained. It was the last time we were ever together. Walking her down the aisle as a bride brought tears to my eyes. Everyone from where she worked was there. Most seemed to be of Asian descent. Dae was happy for his mom as he stood there in his new uniform standing next to Henry. After the wedding I went back to the apartment to figure out what I was going to do next. I decided to head back to my roots in Ohio. My son was now in the Air Force Academy and my ex-wife and friend finally found happiness with her own culture and as a U.S. citizen. Looking back, I think I made all the right choices. It really feels good to know I helped someone out. I guess that's why I volunteered to stay in Vietnam for such a long time. Only now I was out of the service, divorced, and rather a lonely person. Chapter 2 Well, here I was nearly forty years old and kind of starting my life all over. I had a nice service pension and a good opportunity for a job. I sent in some resumes to the plants where I lived as a kid and had a couple of interviews. I was trained as an electrician in the military among other things. First stop was to see my parents. Dad had just retired and he and mom were living the good life. They always seemed to get along so well. I had always wished I could find my soul mate and live a life like my parents. I knocked on the door and there was my mom with tears in her eyes. "My baby, my baby," she cried. I guess no matter how old you are, if you're the youngest, you'll always be the baby. I put my arms around the sweet little lady. She was short and rather round, but she was my mom and I loved her with all my heart. I cried as I just held on to her. It might have looked kind of stupid to anyone else, a grown man crying while hugging his mother, but I didn't care. My dad came up to me and wrapped his arms around me. "Welcome home, son," he said. "It's good to be here, Dad. I wonder if I can stay a few nights while I look for an apartment. I have a couple of job interviews. One is the factory where you worked, Dad." My dad smiled at me. "I know, son. The personnel man called me the other day and asked me about you. I told him about your service life and that you're coming back home to settle down. I'm almost sure the job is yours if you want it. As far as staying here, your mom already has the guest bedroom ready for you. Stay as long as you need." My family was well liked in our town. I guess having good family around you helps. I have two older married sisters who live in the area. Mom said they would all be over that night to see me. I couldn't wait to see them. Everyone asked about Kim and Dae. They knew that Kim came to the United States and became a citizen. I explained to my parents that we probably wouldn't be staying together. They had met her one time and liked her. I guess they were hoping we would stay together. I knew my parents liked the way Kim treated me. They liked to see mutual respect in married couples. Everyone was so happy to hear about Dae's acceptance into the Air Force Academy. We all knew he was extremely smart and would be able to accomplish anything to which he set his mind. My sister Joyce pulled me aside and asked me if I ever heard from Julie. "No, I haven't talked to her since I enlisted in the military and haven't heard from her since she got married to Bob Moore about two years later. Why are you asking me about her, Sis?" "I see her all the time and she always asks about you. Bob treats her like shit and I believe she is still in love with you if that's humanly possible. You've been apart over twenty years." I smiled. Julie was my love in high school. It was because of her I joined the military. Well, not really her but her parents. Maybe I better explain. I was kind of a radical kid. I got into a lot of trouble just doing goofy things that teenagers do. Julie was my best friend. She would always tell me to stay out of trouble, but trouble simply followed me around. I was lucky if a day went by when I didn't get into a fight with someone. The person I confided in was always Julie. She was my rock, my girlfriend and my love. People don't think that young people can't fall in love; well, they're wrong! I would have died for Julie. She was two years my junior. When I took her to my senior prom we spent the whole evening together. After I dropped her off at the door and kissed her goodnight, I waited for her parents to go to bed. Julie changed into her night clothes and let me in the back door. We went downstairs and were making love when the lights went on. Her dad caught us. He grabbed me and threw me against the wall. He had his wife call the police on me. They sent Julie up to her room. Mr. Burke called my parents and told them that I molested their daughter and the police were taking me to jail. I was scared, really scared. I took all the blame saying I forced Julie to be with me. I had no idea what I was talking about. I just didn't want her to get into any more trouble. As I sat in the squad car, I thought about Julie and us making love. Good thing her dad didn't come down five minutes earlier or he would have caught us in the act instead of just cuddling. To make a long story short, I was given an ultimatum: take my chances in court or promise never to contact Julie again and enlist in the service. Needless to say, I enlisted. Julie's parents made her go to the doctor the next day to make sure there wasn't any chance of pregnancy. I felt so sorry for her. I enlisted and the rest is history. I signed up for three years hoping that Julie would wait for me. She wrote me for about two years and after she graduated she wrote to tell me that she would be getting married. She was dating Bob Moore, the football jock at our school who graduated a year ahead of me. One thing led to another and she got pregnant by Bob, only this time her parents told her she would have to get married. Bob's parents owned a hardware store in town and of course the family had money. After getting my 'Dear John' letter from Julie I re-upped for four more years and told them I wanted out of the country for good. I did stay in Vietnam till about two years ago. Funny thing about little towns; they don't change much like the big cities. Everything just seemed a little older, including the people. "Are you going to the homecoming next month, Russ?" asked Joyce. "Julie will probably be there." In some smaller communities, homecomings are parades and fair type activities where people who moved away come back and visit. They are reunion type visits. I hadn't been to one of ours since I went in the service over twenty years ago. "Look, Joyce, that part of my life is over. I'm going to try to just go on with my life." "So, your feelings for her are gone?" asked Joyce. "No, they will never be gone but I'm going to keep them where they belong, back in my memory bank. I know that you and Julie have become good friends over the years; Mom and Dad told me. But, she's a married woman with two kids. The less I see her, the better." Over the next few weeks I found myself a nice apartment and I did take the job as an electrician. Things were going along pretty good until I stopped at Joe's place for a beer. Joe's was always a town hangout for those with nowhere else to go. It was actually a nice neighborhood type place and the food was top of the line, late night, greasy bar food. I ate a lot of my meals there. Life Goes On, Another Story In came Bob Moore. "Well, if it isn't our town service man. How ya doing, Russ?" he asked. "Just getting reacquainted with the area. I started working at the General Electric plant and found myself a nice apartment," I answered. "Let me buy you a beer, for old times," said Bob. We sat there and talked. He told me about his business, and how popular he is with the ladies. I found out later that his parents had died and since he was an only child, he inherited the business. I also heard that he went into the city a couple times a week on business but it was just to find women. He must have thought like everyone else that Julie, his wife, was nothing more than a high school date to me. He was wrong; I carried strong feelings for Julie but as I mentioned earlier, I just kept them hidden. It really pissed me off when I found out he was cheating on her. A couple of days later Bob was back in Joe's Place. I asked him how his visit to the city went and he grabbed his crotch and said, "Great," which kind of pissed me off. "By the way, how's Julie doing? I hear you have a couple of kids too," I asked. Bob laughed, "Fuck the old cow. She does her thing and I do mine. The kids are grown. Jenny just started college and Ben is a senior. He works at one of my stores." "Does Julie work somewhere?" I asked, knowing the answer. She worked with my sister, Joyce, at the insurance office. "Yeah, she works at the fucking insurance office. Enough about the old cow. You want to come to the city with me this weekend? I'll show you a really fun time. It's like a smorgasbord of pussy. All you can eat," he laughed. Hell, I was single and could use a piece of ass. I decided to go with Bob and see what he was really up to. On Saturday, we went to the city to a big strip club. Bob knew everyone there. He dished out five dollar bills like they were quarters. He grabbed the waitresses and stuck money in their g-strings. He was a player but half making me sick, although I went along. One gal came over and asked me if I wanted a lap dance. Bob answered for me. "Hell, yes, he does," he said as he stuffed forty dollars into the gal's g-string. I smiled at her as she rubbed her ass all over me. Bob said he would be back in a few minutes, then he got up and walked away. "Where's he going?" I asked Sue, the dancer. "His girlfriend or wife or whoever just showed up. He must have the weirdest arrangement with her." "What do you mean, Sue?" I asked as I stuffed another forty dollars into her g-string to keep her talking. "They have two kids together and they have threesomes and group sex. I don't understand it," replied Sue. I couldn't believe Julie would do such a thing until I looked up and saw Bob with a young Asian woman. I stared at her; I knew she was a professional. I should know since I lived in Vietnam for so many years. This gal was a little bigger than Kim was. Bob was rubbing all over her body in front of everyone. "Who is she?" I asked Sue. "She has been a dancer here for years. About four years ago, Bob came in and took her upstairs and had sex with her. I shouldn't be telling you this," replied Sue. Another forty dollars in her panties and she continued to talk. "Yen Lee, the girl, got pregnant and told Bob when he came in. He told her he would take care of her and all her pregnancy expenses, but she had to do whatever he asked. About a year after the first child, Yen had another. Bob helps support her and the kids; he comes here to see her every week. He has brought friends in here with him and shares Yen with them. Sometimes he pays one of us girls to have a threesome with him. I think I've told you enough, unless you want to go upstairs and get rid of that hard on," replied Sue. I handed Sue a hundred dollars as we headed upstairs to a private room. She reached into her end table and took out a condom. She undid my jeans and slid the condom on me. This was really weird for me. Even though I wanted the sex, I wanted information even worse. I laid on my back and let Sue do all the work. She was good and I knew I wouldn't be long in coming. After shooting my load into the condom Sue got off me and cleaned me up. She did tell me a little bit more about Bob. She thought he had an ego problem and really didn't care for him that much. Of course she said most of the guys she dealt with were like that. She told me for some reason she liked me, that I wasn't like most guys that came there. We went back downstairs and I saw Bob and Yen, along with another girl going up to the rooms. I bought Sue and I some drinks so she would stay at the table with me. I knew hers was ginger ale and I was paying for top shelf booze, but I needed to know more. "They're not really married, you know," said Sue. "Rumor has it that Bob is already married but his wife is always cheating on him. He only stays with her because of his other kids. He told Yen that he loves only her and will be divorcing his wife as soon as he gathers enough evidence on her cheating." About an hour later Bob came downstairs and told me - not ask me - that it was time to leave. I said goodbye to Sue and told her it was nice meeting her. Of course she told me to come back. On our way back, Bob had a proposition for me. I'll tell you right up front that I couldn't stand the son-of-a-bitch. I didn't like him and his arrogant ways or the way he treated Julie, even though I hadn't seen her in all these years. "Russ, if I remember correctly, my wife's parents were responsible for you having to go into the service. Is that true?" I decided to play along. I needed to know what he was after. "Yes, her dad had me arrested and it was either prison or the military," I kind of stretched the truth. "Well, I guess I kind of got even with him for you," replied a smiling Bob. "What do you mean you got even?" "When Julie was eighteen I took her out and got her drunk. After she was passed out, I fucked the hell out of her. She always thought she was Miss Goodie Two Shoes. Always too good to date anyone. I showed her and knocked her up. Hell, she didn't even know it happened till I took her home the next day. She was afraid to tell her old man. So she didn't tell anyone till she missed her period. She came to me and told me about the pregnancy. Her parents found out and they told my parents. So we had to get married. My dad said that it was the right thing to do. Hell, she was a good looking gal and I could honestly care less so we got married." I was fuming inside right then. It took every nerve I had to stop me from beating the shit out of this bastard. "So you've been married all these years. She must really love you," I remarked. "No, she promised me she would stay with me as long as I provided a good home for her and the kids. As long as my parents were alive I had to walk the straight and narrow. They liked Julie and always sided with her against me. They told me that if we ever got divorced that they would give my business to Julie and the kids. After their death a few years ago, I inherited the business and now I do what I want." "So, what is it you want, Bob?" I asked. "A divorce. The kids are grown and as you saw tonight, I have some real babes that want me. It's why I asked you to come with me tonight." "I'm not sure I understand, Bob. If you want a divorce, just tell your wife and get a dissolution. Then go on and do your thing." "It's not that easy. Even though the business is mine, I would have to give half the business or at least half the worth to Julie. My damn parents put that in their wills. The only exception is if Julie is caught committing adultery. In that case she doesn't get anything." "You see, I want you to hit on her. Maybe she'll like you and if you get her to have sex with you, I'll get the divorce because of her adultery and I'll get the whole business to myself." I was really fuming. I couldn't understand why he would make me such a proposition. Did he really believe I hated Julie that much, enough for her to lose everything? "Why me, Bob? I'm sure you have other friends that would be willing to do this for you. I watched how you threw money around tonight." "Look, I have tried with a few guys and she won't give in. She slapped a couple of guys and I even had to have one guy beat up so it looked like I wasn't part of it. I figure you have a score to get even with her and her parents. It's worth two hundred thousand dollars to get proof of her having an affair with you. You will have a nice settlement and your revenge. What do you say?" "What's to stop me from just going and telling Julie the truth? You offered me money to get her in my bed?" I asked. "Who would everyone believe? You're the man who vowed revenge on her and her dad, or would they believe me, the loving husband and father of nearly twenty years. Plus, you would be throwing away two hundred thousand dollars. I remember you from school, the 'Hot Head' that always got into fights. People don't change; I know you still have that revenge inside of you. She ruined your life and now you have a chance to get even. You'll do it. I know your kind," he laughed. "How do you know she'll even talk to me? After all, you mentioned the revenge plus she hasn't seen or heard from me in all these years." "She's mentioned you to me. She always throws you up to me telling me she made a mistake in marrying me and how she should have waited for you. I put two and two together and you're my best shot. What do you say?" Damn, I could never do this to Julie. I really didn't like this asshole, telling me my kind don't change. I was just a brat kid and the service straightened me out. The son-of-a-bitch should have been forced into the military himself. Maybe they could have gotten rid of that arrogant attitude he has. I knew he would keep trying with other guys if I said no, so I decided to tell him I would give it some thought and get back to him in a few days. I did remember yelling at Julie's dad but I never vowed revenge on her. Bob's two plus two added up to six; he was all wrong about me. I called my sister Joyce and asked her for a favor. "What is it, little brother?" she asked. "I know this is a strange request but I need to talk to Julie. No one can know about this, especially Bob Moore. It's extremely important. Do you think you can get Julie to meet me in private?" "What's this about, Russ? What am I supposed to tell her? She's a married woman and believe me, even though her husband's a big prick, she won't cheat on him. I can't believe you would ask this of her." "Joyce, I need to talk with her. It's very important. I'm not going to try to have an affair. I just need to talk with her. Please give her the message and get back with me as soon as possible." I waited by the phone for Joyce to call me back. About twenty minutes later the phone rang. It was Joyce. "Russ, she said she will meet you at the rock by the lake in one hour. She said you will know where it's at. Russ, please don't hurt her. She's my best friend." "I'm going to help her, Joyce, not hurt her. She can tell you about it if she wants to. I just can't tell you. Please don't let anyone know where we will be." I hung up the phone and headed out to the rock. It was our place when we were growing up. We had carved our initials into the stone. I was there fifteen minutes early trying to figure out what to say to her. I loved her, then I hated her for getting married and giving up on us. All my adult life I kept her in the recesses of my mind. Now it was all coming back to me. I was sitting there on our rock in deep thought when I looked up and there stood Julie. Tears just started flowing down my cheeks. I've always wondered how I would react the first time, if I ever saw her again. Now I knew as I slowly slid off the rock and went to her. Her cheeks were as wet as mine when I wrapped my arms around her. She was no longer a kid but was a full bodied woman. She still had the same beautiful face that I had always remembered. I squeezed her so hard I nearly took her breath away. I couldn't help myself as I pressed my lips against hers. Hard wet passionate kisses. She was returning them as fast as I was giving them. It had been so long since I had kisses of love. She gently pushed me back and with tears coming down her cheeks, she said, "Russ, please stop. I can't do this. I'm a married woman. I'm so sorry." "Please, Julie, I didn't mean to do that. It was just that all my memories of you came rushing back and I couldn't help myself. The reason I called you here is because I need to talk to you. I don't know if you will believe me or not but I don't want to see you get hurt. I know now that I must tell you what I've heard. Please come and sit down with me so we can talk." I took her hand and spread a blanket on the sand below the rock with our initials still embedded in it. I first told her how much I missed her and that I re-upped when I found she had gotten married. She began to cry. "I'm so sorry, Russ. I was foolish and got pregnant and..." "I know all about it." She looked at me as if to say, "How do you know?" "Your husband, Bob, told me everything. How he got you drunk and the both of you were forced by each of your parents to get married." "Bob? When did you see Bob? I don't understand, Russ. What's going on?" she asked, with a very disturbed look on her face. "I saw Bob at Joe's Place and he invited me to go to the city with him. I knew he was probably up to something so I decided to play along." I went on to explain about Bob having affairs in the city. I didn't tell her about his other kids yet. I wasn't totally positive if it was true. I only told her what I saw and heard. "Julie, he wants me to try and get you to have an affair with me." "What? An affair? Why? Why you? He hates you because ..." She stopped talking. "Why does he hate me, Julie? I hardly know him." "He keeps trying to get me to have affairs with other men. He's even brought them by the house. I actually stabbed the last guy with a knife and I told Bob that the next time he brought a strange man into my house that I would cut his dick off when he went to sleep." She was laughing at what she had just said. "It's funny when I think back but I did mean it." "So why does he hate me?" I asked. "I told him that you were the only boy that I have ever loved and I lost you. I guess that's why he figured I might give in to you. He's right, you know. You are the only man that could make me think about cheating on him." She leaned over and we kissed again. "I love you, Russ. Always have and always will." She pulled back again. "We have a problem, Julie. If he catches you in an affair, you will lose everything. I want to be with you again, but not at a cost of you losing everything. We need to come up with a plan. Let's give it some thought and see what we can come up with." "I know he wants to divorce me. I'm all for it but he doesn't want me or the kids to have anything. He said he raised them and now it's time for them to take care of themselves. His parents put away money for their schooling before their deaths. They really were good people and nice to the kids. His parents did provide for the kid's future. He didn't do it, his parents did it all. Before they died they told me they took care of me also. They put my name on the business along with Bob's. Bob convinced them to put in the adultery clause. I told them it was fine, that I wouldn't cheat on my husband." "Julie, I know that I really care for you. I didn't know how I would feel seeing you again. My mind is a mess right now. I want to help you but I'm not sure what to do." "Russ, I can't just have an affair. It isn't right. Why did you tell him you would help him? Did he offer you something?" "Yes, a chance to be with you again. He also told me if I had sex with you on video tape that he would give me two hundred thousand dollars." "What?... and you told him yes? God, I don't know what to think." "I told him yes so that I could see you and we can work together on a plan. I could never hurt you. You have to believe me. Please!" "Russ, I'm not going to commit adultery, no matter how much I hate him. Also, I haven't seen you for all these years and you're telling me that you want me to let you take naked pictures of us making love to show my husband. How does that help me? It's exactly what he's looking for to file for divorce and leave me and the kids out in the cold." "I would never let him have that kind of evidence against you. It's what he's asking for. I have a few ideas but I need to know that you believe me." "I want to believe you, but you have to understand that I can't just throw myself out there and put my life and my kids lives in any kind of jeopardy. I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt but naked pictures of me with you are out of the question. I hope you understand." "So are you going to help me figure a way to help you, or would you prefer me to just back away?" "Kiss me one more time and I'll let you know," she said. I laid her on her back and kissed her open mouth hard. Passionate loving kisses. I rubbed her breast, so big so full. I slid my hand down to the vee between her legs and gripped her mound through her jeans. She put her hand on mine and said, "Not now, Honey, but hopefully soon, very soon." We got up off the sand and I told her to keep everything we talked about a secret. No one must know. She asked if she could tell my sister Joyce and we decided we did need one person to possibly run interference for us and Joyce would be that person. I walked Julie to her car and told her I would see her at the homecoming Saturday. We decided that we should both act surprised when we first see each other. We kissed and she headed home. When I got home I called over to the hardware store to talk to Bob. "Bob, I gave it some thought. I decided to see if I could seduce your wife. What kind of proof will you need for your divorce and how will I get my money?" "A video would be great if you could get it. Even some stills would be okay. You do understand it just can't be pictures of the two of you sitting together or even kissing. I need some raw sex pictures and preferably with her being sober. If she's drunk or passed out, I'll have to try and prove she knew what she was doing. You know, kind of like when I first fucked her," he laughed. He was really beginning to turn my stomach. When this was all over, I think he might have to pay dearly for all this trash talk. "What about my money? I don't know if I trust you that much. You could try and take me for the money after you get your evidence." "Look, you get the damn pictures and I'll give you the damn money. I want this done as soon as possible. You got a month." "A month? Christ, why the fuck so soon. I don't know if I'm that good with the ladies." "You have a fucking month or I'll get someone else." Now I knew that there was more than met the eye here. Why the big hurry? Hell, he'd been cheating on her for years. I would have to find out what's going on. We would just have to see how this would play out. On Friday night I stopped by Joyce's house. Her husband Ralph was home. He was an estate attorney. He did estate settlements and wills. He wasn't into criminal law or anything like that. He wasn't considered a high-powered type attorney. He was actually a nice guy who made a decent living. "Ralph, I need to talk to you about some personal stuff. Do you have a problem with that?" "No, of course not. You're Joyce's little long lost brother," he laughed. "It's about Bob Moore. Do you know anything about his estate? You know, like worth, wills, things like that." Life Goes On, Another Story "I'm not his lawyer but most of what you're asking about is public record. All you have to do is go down to the court house and pull some of the records. I do it all the time." "Ralph, I don't want anyone to know that I'm looking into this. The last thing I need is for someone to tell Bob I was at the courthouse looking at records. Any chance you can look up a couple of things for me?" I kind of smiled like a little brother at him. "You're doing this for Julie, aren't you? Sure, I'll look some stuff up for you. Just tell me what you want," replied Ralph. I explained a few things to him and he said he would get back to me the following week. Things were underway. The next day I would have to act like I just seeing Julie for the first time. Good thing we met already or I might have blown it. At the homecoming Bob and Julie were in a booth showing literature on their business. I walked up to the booth and said, "Hi, Julie, long time no see." She replied, "Oh, my God, Russ, I heard you were back in town. It's so nice to see you." She gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. "I don't know if you remember my husband, Bob ... Bob Moore. He owns the chain of Bob's Hardware stores. I think he graduated from high school the year before you." I stuck out my and acted like I had just seen him for the first time. "Nice to meet you, Bob. Julie and I are old friends. It's good to see her again." Bob looked over at Julie. "Honey, I have to go over to the headquarters tent. Why don't you talk with your old friend a little bit. I'll be back in a few minutes. It's was nice to meet you, Russ. Maybe you can come over for dinner or something this week. You can set it up with Julie." He walked away and Julie looked at me. "Does this mean I'll have to cut his dick off for bringing another man into my house?" she started laughing. I laughed with her and then decided I better talk with her while we were alone. "I'm checking out a few things. He wants me to have this affair with you within a month. Do you have any idea why he would want to do it so soon? Is there a business deal going through, or is there a time stipulation on the adultery clause you signed." "I don't know. I sign business papers all the time. He needs my signature on most everything right now. I very rarely read anything that has to do with the business. Personal papers I read but not his hardware store business papers." I looked at Julie. She was so beautiful. She might have been a little overweight but it didn't make a difference to me. Hell, I put on a few pounds since I left the service myself. I wanted to hold her, to kiss her. Too many feelings were coming back to me. I must have been just staring and not talking. "Russ, Russ, Russ to earth, can you hear me?" laughed Julie. "I'm sorry, I was a bit in dreamland. I was thinking how it used to be and wish it could be again. I wanted to tell you that I have Ralph, Joyce's husband, checking out a few things for me. I'll get back to you when I find something out. Now, when are you going to invite me over?" "I been thinking, Russ, I can't have an affair with you. God, I love you. Oh, shit, I have to quit saying that." "Please, never stop saying it," I replied. "Russ, as long as I'm married, I need to honor my marriage vows." "You have to help me put on a front for Bob to believe I'm making progress with you or he'll find other means to try and get what he wants. He needs to think that you care for me and that I'm going to hit a home run," I smiled. "I don't have to act with you, Russ, but I am afraid I may let myself go too far with you. I understand what you're saying but I'm a little nervous." "I promise you, with God as my witness, that I will not take advantage of you. I might kiss you and touch you but I won't go any further. You'll have to trust me." "I trust you, Russ, but I don't trust myself being alone with you. I realized that when I met you at the rock the other day. I wanted you so badly but knew we had already gone too far." As we were talking, Bob came back. "So, Russ, when are you coming by for dinner?" asked Bob. "Julie said Wednesday would be good. She told me to stop by around seven." Julie looked over at me. She knew I had put her in the center of this now. She couldn't back out without Bob wondering why. I quickly said my goodbyes and headed away from their booth. I looked back and Julie was smiling like I just did something naughty. God, I loved that girl. Ralph got back to me on Tuesday and told me some interesting information. Bob had taken out a two million dollar loan using the business as equity. He bought some property where he intended to build a couple of new hardware stores. "So what does that have to do with anything, Ralph?" I asked. "You know that there is an adultery clause in their will, don't you?" asked Ralph. "Yes, kind of a one-sided deal that only affects Julie. She loses her half of the marital assets if she is caught cheating." "That's not quite right, Russ," replied Ralph. "What do you mean? It's what both Bob and Julie told me." "Half the business assets only. Their personal assets would still get divided equally, but there's more," replied Ralph smiling. "Come on, Ralph. What is it? You found out something, didn't you?" "Yes, I did," he laughed. "It was so simple to see but no one must have given it any thought. The money he took from the business and invested in the new property is in his name only. He didn't make it a business asset so it's a personal one. The money is already invested and the deal will close in sixty days. If Ralph files for divorce within sixty days and charges Julie with adultery, she loses the business, but what Ralph doesn't realize is that she would get half the personal assets, which includes this property." "That doesn't explain why he would want to rush a divorce proceeding. I can see where Julie can get the money from the property, but why does Bob want this divorce so soon?" I asked. "I also got a chance to review the wills of Bob's parents. They're public record now since they were deceased for over four years ago. There is an adultery clause but it was only enforceable for a five year period. So, it will run out in less than eight months. After that all property, including the business property, is split fifty-fifty in this state." "Okay, Ralph, I'm not the brightest bulb in the pack. Tell me what you're thinking." He explained it to me and I had to pass this important information on to Julie. On Wednesday, I went to dinner at Julie and Bob's place. They both acted rather normal considering all the intrigue in their lives. I met their son, John. He was a good looking, strapping boy who seemed to have his senses about him. He explained to me how he was going to go to college in the fall and go into business management. There was some sort of an agreement that he had made with his grandfather that when he turned twenty-one and graduated from college that he would inherit a large sum of money to open his own store or he could purchase one from his father. He never told me exactly how much money he was talking about and of course it was none of my business. I could tell that Julie was really proud of him and with good reason. I told him about my son and how he joined the Air Force and how proud I was of him. John said he would like to meet him some day. I told him when he came home on leave I bring him over and he could show him the town. It made us both laugh. John ate dinner and headed out to meet some friends. Bob said he was sorry he had to leave but he had to go into the city for awhile. When he tried to kiss Julie goodbye, she turned her head and he kissed her on the cheek. We both knew he did it on purpose to give me a chance to be alone with Julie. After he left, she looked at me and said, "I believe you. I know he is trying to catch me in the act of adultery. Does he really hate me that much? I've been a good wife and mother. I will admit that I don't love him but I tried my best. His parents were so nice and so good to me and the kids. Why couldn't he care at least half as much as them?" She had tears in her eyes as I got up and wrapped my arms around her. I couldn't understand why any man wouldn't love a woman like this. Beautiful, soft, gentle, and an overall loving person. After she regained her composure, I told her I would help her with the dishes. She smiled at me as I started to gather up the dishes and took them into the kitchen. "Bob has never helped me with the dishes. The kids always did, they were always helpful to me. If it wasn't for them, I'd have left Bob many, many years ago. I just stayed with him for their benefit. At least their grandfather was a good male role model for John." As we were doing the dishes, I tried to explain some of the things that Ralph had told me. Of course Julie was a lot smarter than I was and caught on right away. "What you're saying is that the loan form I signed was to purchase some property and the property is not part of the business. So if we got divorced then I would receive half of the property. It's hard to believe that Bob didn't see that. His lawyer really screwed up there," spoke Julie. "Julie, Ralph explained it even further. There is a two million dollar loan against the business since it was used as collateral. If you are caught cheating on Bob, then you will be taken off the title of the business but still entitled to your half of the community property. You won't be responsible for the repayment of the loan." "What if I just say I want a divorce for some other reason?" asked Julie. "When Bob finds out that you will get half the community property, he won't give you the divorce. It would be in his best interest to stay married to you. He'll just make your life a living hell," I replied. "What should I do? I don't love him, and I sure don't want to stay married to him. What should I do Russ, please help me." "Have an affair with me or at least tell Bob you did. Once you admit to it, Ralph said that the business agreement would be nullified." "But, I would be telling the world that I had an affair with you and I would be tagged as a slut. Oh, God, I can't win here, can I, Russ?" "How about if you just told Bob and his attorney about the affair. I have another idea that if I get proof of Bob's adultery that both cheating situations might be kept under wraps and the business nullified in private. You can then go on with your divorce." She turned and kissed me. I didn't stop her as I pulled her close to me. When she realized what we were doing she stopped me again. "Oh, my God, what kind of woman am I? I say I won't cheat on my husband and then kiss you right here in my own kitchen." "It's okay, Julie. I really need that once in awhile, especially from the woman I love." She had tears in her eyes. "Do you really love me, Russ? After all it's been over twenty years since we've been together." I leaned forward and kissed her again, putting my hands on her butt and pulling her into me. "Is that proof enough?" I asked her. She smiled, "It's proof that you're still a horny bastard," she said as she kissed me one more time. The following day after work I went to the city and to the club to talk to Sue. I just hoped she disliked Bob as much as she said. I walked in and Sue came over to me. "Welcome back, stranger. Need some more of Susie?" she asked me. "Sue, I have a proposition for you." "That's not new here. I get propositioned every day," she laughed. "Seriously, I have a problem and I need your help. I want to plant a video recorder in the room and tape Bob having sex with someone." "What? Jesus, Russ, that's illegal. I could get into big trouble doing that. How do I know that it isn't just a plant and your trying to get me arrested?" "I have five thousand dollars in this briefcase for you, if you do this for me. I'll give it to you right now. If you get the tape made, I'll give you five thousand dollars more when I come to pick it up." "You're serious, aren't you? Can I think about it first? I'm just not sure about this. I really don't like the prick and the way he treats women and the things he's been doing to Yen. I'm just a little nervous." "Here's the money in good faith. Do you need me to set up a video recorder for you? I'm an electrician." "No, believe it or not, there is already a recorder set up in each room. Some customers ask to be taped. Your friend Bob isn't one of them. He can never know who did this if I help you. Do you promise never to tell him?" asked Sue. "I promise and I will see what I can do to help your friend Yen out also. I'll be back next week and, hopefully, you will have a tape for me and I will have the rest of your money." I asked her to get Yen for me. I needed to talk to her and find out what is happening between her and Bob. I wondered if she was a willing participant or being coerced into what she was doing. I wasn't going to interfere with her life if she was doing it all by choice. In the weeks that followed, Julie and I spent a lot of time together, thanks to her husband staying out of the picture. Bob called me a few times and asked me if I was going to get the job done? I told him everything was progressing nicely and I think I would be able to break through her barriers the following week. I did let Julie know that I had talked with Bob. She asked me again if I was sure that she had to admit to adultery in order to get the divorce. I explained to her that Ralph looked over all her documents and was sure that it was the only way. In order for her to get out of the business contract, Ralph had to be the one to apply for the divorce due to adultery. If she asked for one then Bob still had the right to give her nothing until they made it through the five year period. Julie asked me, "What if I stick it out for the five year period? What then? It's only another year. I've put up with him for this long." "I'm afraid Bob won't wait for that to happen. I'm afraid he would try and do something to hurt you. It's part of the reason he only gave me a month to get you into bed. I will try and protect you the best that I can if you choose to wait but you have to understand that the only reason we are able to be together now is that I'm supposed to be trying to seduce you." I have to be honest here. Julie and I kissed and hugged a lot during this period of waiting. I felt every inch of her body. We did not make love or have intercourse during this time. It was the hardest thing that I have ever done not to take her. I wanted her more than anything and I know she might have let me during some of our passion sessions. I did remember my promise to her that I would abstain from going all the way. She trusted me and I wanted to honor that trust. Chapter 3 I went back and saw Sue. I took along the rest of the money I promised her. I had taken this cash out of my own retirement. I know most people will feel that it was a stupid thing to do but I was doing it for Julie. If I could get her out of the clutches of Bob, it would be an investment well worth the price. Sue met me at the door. She smiled and handed me the tape. We went into a room and we played the tape. It showed Bob fucking Yen and even hitting her. He then held her down and laughed while he let another man fuck her. There was no love in the video, just a streak of hateful lust. I felt sorry for Yen and was glad I had a plan to end this torture for her. Even Sue looked away and called Bob a number of profane names during this sexual torture. She said she would never be with him again. He had gotten much worse than when he first started coming in. I gave her the money and told her it would probably be the last time I would see her. I thanked her for helping me and told her I would make sure Yen was taken care of. When I got back to town I made a phone call. "Hello, Kim. This is Russ, Is Henry there? I'd like to speak to him." "Russ? How you doing, Russ? I miss talking to you. Henry been real nice husband. I care for him a lot. He good man like you." "It's nice to talk with you to but I need to talk to Henry. Is he there?" "Yes, I get him. Nice to hear your voice, Russ." "Hello, Russ, Kim say you need talk to me. Is there problem?" "Henry, you told me one time that if I ever knew any Vietnamese people who need help to give you a call. Does that still hold true?" "Yes, I belong to organization to help my people. We have lawyers, doctors and many people in government to help us. You know someone who needs help?" "Yes, a young woman named Yen Lee. She got pregnant by a U.S. citizen who is using her. She has two kids by him. I talked to her personally and she told me that this man was going to take her kids and have her sent back to Vietnam. She is really scared and now doesn't trust anyone. I thought that if you and Kim could go see her that she might trust you two." "Russ, did she choose this life, or doing it because she is forced to?" "I don't honestly know, Henry. I know she is really scared and needs help, someone to talk to badly. I feel bad for her and as I mentioned she has two kids only a few years old." "Me and Kim go see her. We see if we can help her. You really good man, Russ. You care for my people and I respect you. Most people don't understand how hard it is for my people in strange country. America wonderful place but we all need family. All people from my homeland are my family. We go see her soon. Thank you, Russ, for caring." I gave Henry directions to the gentlemen's club so he could contact Yen Lee. I just hoped that he and his people would be able to help her. He did tell me he would let me know how their meeting with Yen Lee went. A couple of days went by and I got a call from Bob. "What's going on? You should have gotten in her pants by now. Are you holding out on me?" I didn't know how much more of this asshole I could take. I should just go and blow his fucking head off and make it a better world for everybody. "I'm going over to your place tomorrow. Hopefully I'll get lucky. It's been moving right along. Another day or two and you should have your evidence. Make sure you have my money ready." "Don't worry, I have the money. Just see to it that you have the video or some really good pictures," he laughed. I did go and see Julie on Saturday. She told me that Bob would be out of town and John was staying over at a friend's house. Julie and I were sitting on the sofa and I had my arm around her. "Russ, it's getting harder and harder being with you and not having you. I've gone way too far with you already. I'm fighting myself with my own body. My fantasies and lust for you are getting out of control. I'm ready to just say 'Hell with it' and make love to you. Please tell me you feel the same." "There is nothing I want more than to make love to you. I have been thinking of you almost every waking hour. I can't wait for this farce of a marriage to end so we can be together. I know I've only been back in your life a very short time, but it's been long enough for me to know I love you and want to be with you always." She had tears in her eyes as I kissed her. She had a skirt on and I laid my hand gently on her thigh and slowly moved it up her leg. I reached her panty covered mound and gently rubbed it. I could feel the hotness coming through her panties. I slid my hand through the leg opening of her panties and slid a finger into her moist opening. We had never gone this far before. As I was fingering her, she looked at me with tears coming down her cheeks and then she spread her legs even further apart. I kissed her and fingered fucked her while she kept pressing hard against my fingers. She kept pumping against my hand and kissing me with total abandonment. I felt her climax with my finger deep within her. I was kissing her tear stained face at the time. We both knew that we had crossed that invisible line. The line we promised not to cross. I pulled my fingers out of her very wet pussy and let her panties fall back into place. I looked at her knowing that we went too far. Life Goes On, Another Story "I don't care, Russ. I don't care anymore. As long as you love me, that is all that counts. I know we went too far, but it's not just your fault. I wanted it ... no, I needed it. It's been almost a year since I have let Bob touch me." "Julie, I promised you that I wouldn't cross that line and I crossed it. I'm so sorry. I try hard to see that it will never happen again till you are ready ... or should I say ... divorced." My answer made her smile. "Julie, let's go out for dinner. Let me take you to a nice restaurant. I promise to be a total gentleman." We did go out and have a nice dinner. We knew that a few people that knew us gave a few strange looks. A few even stopped by our table to say hello. It was great. I was out with my girl and to hell with the rest of the world. We didn't exactly act like lovers, but more like good friends. When I took her home that evening she kissed me very passionately on the porch. "Do you want to come in, Russ? I don't care anymore." "If I come in, we both know what will happen. I can't do that to you. As soon as your divorce is final, I will make love to you all night. But, until then, I'm going to keep that promise to you." We kissed one more time and I went home. I fell asleep thinking about my Julie. I had to try to figure what to tell Bob. I didn't have any evidence so Julie would have to confess adultery. It was something that wasn't in her makeup. She was a very loving honest person. I know it would really hurt her to have to admit to having sex, when it didn't really happen except for the finger fucking she received. I was sitting back reading the paper and having a cup of coffee when the phone rang. It was Julie and she was crying. "Julie, honey, what's the matter, why are you crying?" "Bob came home last night and said he had evidence of my cheating on him and he is going to file for divorce and make sure I'll lose everything." "What? Evidence? What evidence? Where did he find evidence at?" "Yesterday before he left for the city, he set up a video recorder and taped us on the couch last night. He left and said he was going to take me to court. I don't know what to do, I'm so scared. What if my kids find out? What do I tell them?" "Easy now, Julie. Everything will be alright. We just need a little time to think. Was he extremely mad, or try to hurt you?" "No, in fact he laughed at me. He said, 'Well Slut, I finally caught you in the act. It's going to cost you big time.' Then he said that I could have the house for a week while he moved into a motel. He told me I might as well gather up all my personal stuff and prepare to move out. He was going to contact his lawyer tomorrow and get hold of a judge and get my ass kicked out on the street. He laughed as he left." "I figure he moved out to make it look like he was devastated. I'll contact Ralph and see what we should do from this point on. Everything will be alright. Maybe you should get hold of your kids and tell them that you will be getting a divorce. It would be much better hearing it from you. Just hold on, Sweetheart, everything will work out. I'm so sorry that he actually caught us together. I guess he didn't trust me to get his evidence, so he set it up to trap us. I'm so sorry." "I feel lost and lonely; I sure hope you meant all the things you've been saying. Now I wish I would have made love with you from the moment I first saw you." "Julie, I meant every word. I'll prove it to you as soon as this mess gets straightened out. For the record, I Love You, Julie Moore, and I'll talk to you later." I contacted Ralph and told him about the situation. He told me even though it didn't seem like it, it was the best solution to Julie's problem. Bob would now file for divorce using adultery. If he has a tape of Julie and me, then the business agreement will get dissolved and Julie will be free of it. "Are you sure about the other issues, Ralph? The land deal and personal property rights. I'd hate to think this bastard won and Julie would be left out in the cold." "Russ, Julie will never be cold as long as you're around," he chuckled. "As far as the personal assets are concerned, I have all the proof Julie will need. Just have her divorce attorney contact me and I'll turn the information over to him." "She wants you as her attorney, Ralph. She trusts you as do I. You'll be her lawyer, won't you?" Joyce came into the room. "Don't worry, Russ, Ralph will be Julie's attorney if he ever wants another piece of ass," she laughed as she gave a big kiss to her husband. "Ralph, we know that you are an estate lawyer. That is what she needs, a lawyer to explain all the stuff to the judge. There are no other big issues here. No child support, no alimony, just estate stuff. You know about the business and all the personal issues. I know you're one of the best in your field when it comes to estate issues. Please say you'll handle Julie's divorce." "What can I say? Of course I'll take the case. Besides, she's my wife's best friend and I need to stay in Joyce's good graces if I ever want to get laid again," he laughed as he kissed Joyce again. All three of us were laughing but we were nervous as hell on the inside. This was Julie's whole life and future we were talking about. To think she put so much of her life into a useless marriage with a bastard like Bob really turned my stomach. At least she had two wonderful kids and thanks to Bob's parents who gave them necessities and most of all additional love. I know my parents' love for my son Dae really held me together many times throughout my life. As parents, we always wonder if we did the right thing by our kids. Could we have done it better? Did we do too much or not enough? I knew that Julie did everything she could for her kids including putting up with an abusive husband. That all was about to change. I just hoped it was for the better. I called Bob and was going to act like I was still on his side. I should have gone to some type of acting school. It was really getting hard to just talk to this bastard without knocking his teeth down his throat. "Hey, Bob, Russ here. I just got a call from your old lady and she was crying. She said you got a tape of us together the other night. Is that true?" "Yep, got all the evidence I need. I won't need anything that you gathered up." "Wait a second! What about my two hundred thousand dollars? If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have gotten shit!" "I'm not giving you shit. I got the evidence on my own so I'm keeping my money. Look at it this way; I got what I wanted and you got your revenge on Julie. So, we both came out on top, haha." "You mother-fucker, you had me set Julie up and you aren't paying me what you owe me. I'll be at your divorce hearing and telling them the truth, how you set her up, you fucking bastard." "Be there! Tell them whatever the hell you want. It has no bearing on the case. My wife had an affair, regardless of the reason, and now she loses everything, thanks to you and your revenge, Sucker. I told you losers never change. I'm also having a restraining order against you. If you come near me, you'll be arrested. You really are one stupid man. See you in court," he laughed. Chapter 4 I contacted Julie later that day. I didn't want her to be alone. She told me that she had talked with her kids and told them that their father was filing for a divorce. She told me that her kids said that they would be there for her. They told her they heard that their dad was having affairs and that it was only a matter of time. When she told them that she had an affair, they didn't act surprised. "Mom, we noticed how happy you've been the last month. You were like our old mom before grandpa died. John and I talked about it and he told me about your friend, Russ, coming over for dinner. He was your old boyfriend that was sent away, isn't he, Mom?" said Teresa, Julie's daughter. "I'm so sorry that this happened. You kids deserve a better mom and I'll try and make it up to you. I'm so sorry." "Mom, Dad has been horrible to you, especially since Grandpa's death. We could see it. He wasn't the best father either. You were the one that was always there for us. We know that. We're not saying you having an affair was alright, because it wasn't. You have always taught us to keep our emotions in check. But, we understand that mistakes happen, Mom, and we want you to know that we forgive you. We love you, Mom," replied John. "Mom, what happens to the house and where will we live? We can't stay here with Dad. We want to go with you, even if it's a small apartment. We can call our attorney and see if we can get some of the funds Grandpa left for us. I know we're supposed to be twenty-one but maybe there's some kind of loophole." "God, I love you kids. Don't worry, everything will be fine. I just wanted you to know the truth in case you hear rumors." Julie and I took a ride to our boulder by the river. It was our place and the one place where we knew we would be alone. I spread a blanket on the ground and took out my knife. I started cutting our initials into the boulder again, right below our faded out initials from years before. It made Julie smile. We talked about the hearing coming up and I told her a little about what I found out about Yen. I didn't want her to be totally surprised at the hearing. I did mention that Yen had two kids that she thought were Bob's and wanted DNA testing to be done on the kids. Julie said she felt sorry for the girl even though she didn't know her. She hoped that the girl could get away from Bob's clutches. No woman deserved to be treated that way and she was worried about the kids. Bob's parents wouldn't be around to protect them. We talked and kissed. Julie said she should just make love to me since she had already been accused of it. I told her I wanted her in the worst way, or best way, depending how you look at it, but I was going to keep my promise. I did tell her that if she wanted me after the hearing that she knew where I lived. We both had to work the following week and she had meetings with Ralph every evening to discuss the case. I talked to her on the phone every day and told her I would see her at the hearing. We decided it would be best to be apart until the hearing. Julie told me that her son, John, spent every night at home with her. He said he was there to protect his mother. She told me she asked who he was protecting her from and, when he said, "Dad," it made her cry. The day of the hearing I went to the court room by myself. When I entered the room I saw the Judge, Bailiff, and a woman doing the court reporting. Bob and his three lawyers were sitting at a table. I saw Julie and Ralph sitting at another table. There were a number of people sitting in the courtroom including Joyce. I could see Bob had a smirk on his face knowing Ralph was not a divorce attorney but an estate lawyer. The bailiff announced the case and Ralph asked to speak. "Judge, I would like a closed hearing since this case is covering a very delicate matter." A lawyer from Bob's side said that he was going to prove his case and show the evidence that the people had a right to know the truth. Again Ralph spoke, "Judge, so the people in the court know, my client is pleading guilty to the charges. We have some very explicit tapes that I don't think should be shown to anyone that is not involved in the case." The judge agreed and asked the courtroom to be emptied. He asked about Joyce and me and Ralph said that we were character witnesses. I heard Bob and his lawyers laughing. It would almost be worth going to jail for if I could get hold of him for only two minutes. It would be the last time he would ever laugh at either me or Julie. One of Bob's high-powered attorneys stood up and explained the will of Bob's parents, especially the clause that said if Julie was caught cheating on Bob that she would lose all rights to the business and all property of the business. He went on to mention that Bob had proof of his wife's cheating and wanted to enact his rights of having Julie removed from the documents pertaining to the business property. The judge looked over at Ralph and Julie. "Is this information true?" he asked Ralph. "Did your client cheat on her husband making this document null and void." Julie was looking down at the table. She was too ashamed to look at the judge. I felt so sorry for her while at the same time glancing over at Bob and seeing him smile. The prick, the bastard - he made me sick just looking at him. Ralph stood up. "Yes, Judge, she admits to it. So we don't think the video needs to be seen. We ask the court to just accept my client's statement." "I understand," said the judge. "But, we have a problem with just accepting her statement when there is actual proof. We have cleared the courtroom and we will look at the video." The bailiff put in the video that showed me and Julie on the couch. We were kissing and then it showed my hand going under Julie's skirt. At the point where she spread her legs so I had better access the judge told the bailiff he had seen enough and to turn off the video. "I find that the defendant did void the contract by her actions and admitting to it." The judge looked over at Bob's lawyers who were all grinning. "Do you have the proper papers drawn up taking Mrs. Moore's name off of the legal documents of the business?" "We do, Your Honor," one said, handing the documents over to the judge. The judge looked at them and then told the bailiff to give the documents to Ralph to look over and then have Julie sign. All this time Julie had been crying. I know she felt humiliated but she was about to get her just due. The judge spoke, "Mrs. Moore, you no longer are associated with this business. As of right now, Mr. Moore is sole owner of the businesses and all property herewith. Is there anything else to be brought before me now?" Ralph stood up. "Yes, Your Honor. We need a division of the personal property as stated in their marriage contract." One of Bob's lawyers stood up. "What personal stuff? It all goes to my client. She cheated on him and there's nothing left after the business property is taken out." "Judge, if I may speak without interruption from opposing counsel, I can explain the personal property. This is my expertise and I have copies of the proper documents for both opposing counsel and the court." Ralph gave copies to the bailiff who passed them out to Bob's lawyers and the judge. "Your Honor, we haven't had time to see these documents before today. We would like some time to look them over." The Judge looked at Bob's lawyers. "It was your side that called for the divorce preceding. You should have thought about the paperwork before rushing into court. These are public documents and you had as much right as the defendant to get them. I'm not going to make the defendant wait because of your negligence. You have plenty of time between the three of you to look it over while opposing counsel explains it." It was the first time that our side had a chance to smile. With Ralph's expertise in legal documents, the opposing counsel was going to get a lesson in legal documentation. "Your Honor, the business was owned by Mr. Moore's parents. They in turn willed the property to Bob and Julie. It was a sole proprietorship when his parents owned it. After it was willed to Bob and Julie and after the death of his parents, Bob converted the business into a corporation to save money on taxes. He did this last year as you can see in the documentation. When he did this all personal property became just that. Personal property of both Bob and Julie more." All three lawyers on Bob's side jumped up. "Judge, we do need time to look these documents over." "Sit down or I will have you removed from the courtroom and you will be held in contempt," said the judge. Ralph continued, "So according to our state law on property, all property is divided equally between the spouses. I have an estimation of all the property owned by Mr. and Mrs. Moore. We used their insurance records for the more valuable assets. We also used a forty percent worth on all other valuables because of depreciation. If either party feels any item is over or under the estimate value, it can be changed or arbitrated." One of Bob's lawyers stood up. "Judge, my client said that this list includes a two million dollar piece of property that is owned by the business." Ralph continued, "Judge, although that piece of property was purchased with monies out of the business, you will see that the said property is a note owned by the business. Its owner is Bob Moore, not his business. Therefore it is now community property." The judge spoke. "The money was borrowed against the corporation but the corporation does not own the property. Is that what you are saying?" "Yes, Sir," replied Ralph. "Corporations gives money all the time for things but don't necessarily own what the money was given for. In this case, both Mr. and Mrs. Moore agreed on giving the money to Mr. Moore to buy property. It in no way stipulates that the property it bought is owned by the business. Therefore it becomes Mr. Moore's personal property." Bob's lawyers stood up and when the judge looked at them they knew they didn't have a leg to stand on and quickly sat down. One had the balls to finally stand back up. "Judge, Mrs. Moore is living in the house right now. Until a divorce is settled, Mr. Moore would like to take possession of the property." "Sir," said Ralph, "Mrs. Moore has two children. Her son lives with her and her daughter comes home from college almost every weekend. They need the house to live in." "She's an unfit mother as you saw in the video. She shouldn't have her children living with her," stated one of the attorneys. I wanted to get up and bash the creep's teeth down his throat, talking about Julie that way. Instead of doing that I stood up. "Excuse me, Judge, may I speak?" "Who are you and what can you add to this case?" asked the Judge. "I'm Russ Morgan and I'm the fault in this mess. I was the man in the video and I was asked by Bob Moore to entice his wife into an affair." "Objection, objection! He has no proof! He's just trying to make my client look bad. Where's the proof? Show us the proof," yelled one of Bob's attorney's. "We'll sue you for ruining my client's reputation." "Order! Order in my courtroom. Mr. Morgan, you are hurting this man's reputation. Do you have any proof of this conspiracy you speak of." "Judge, I have a video of what kind of man he is and I'm sure you wouldn't want to leave him at home with anyone." "I object, I object!" screamed out one of the attorneys. "Object to what?" asked the judge. "You just screamed out you wanted proof and now we'll see the proof. Bailiff, put in the video." "Judge, I should tell you what you're about to see might be very disturbing." "We'll decide that, Mr. Morgan," said the judge. The bailiff turned on the video and it showed Bob having sex with Yen and slapping her. The bailiff was asked to fast forward the tape and it showed Bob holding down Yen while another man fucked her. "Stop the tape! Stop the tape!" said the judge. Bob jumped up and yelled at me. "You sorry mother fucker, I'm going to get you. Where the hell did you get that tape, you bastard? You set me up. You weren't going to get me the evidence, were you?" screamed Bob. "Bailiff, arrest this man and hold him on contempt charges. I won't have outbursts like that in my courtroom. You are one sick person, Mr. Moore. I am going to give Mrs. Moore the right to live in the house and there will be a restraining order against you. If you are seen anywhere near Mrs. Moore you will be arrested. The lawyers from both sides need to get together and iron out the personal property. Mr. Wilson has a good place for you to start. It looks like he has done all the leg work. This divorce will take place in sixty days and I expect the problems to be ironed out by then." Life Goes On, Another Story Julie turned to Ralph and was crying while she was hugging him. She turned and then hugged me. Joyce hugged and kissed her husband. "Well, Mr. Wilson, it looks like you're going to get really lucky tonight," Joyce said to Ralph. I walked outside and saw John and Teresa waiting for their mother. It brought tears to my eyes when I saw them run to her when they saw her. At least she had good news to tell them. They still had a home to come home to. They were all crying and hugging each other while I was getting into my truck. I saw very little of Julie in the following two months. They had all their settlement stuff and she and her kids had to get back to being a family. We thought it would be best if I stayed out of the picture till after the divorce. I spent time with Joyce and Ralph and they let me know how things were going. I tried to spend more time with my mom and dad also. My dad and I went fishing and saw a couple of ball games. It was fun spending time with the old man. I told him about Julie and how I really cared for her. I hoped she would feel the same after her divorce. I was sitting in Joe's Place having a beer when I looked up and there stood Bob. I never mentioned it but we were pretty much the same size. When we were teenagers, I was a street smart kid and he was a jock. Now he came up to me yelling in my face. "Where the fuck is Yen? I know you're behind her disappearing. You fucking ruined my life and you're going to pay for it," he said as he went to take a wild swing at me. I blocked his swing and caught him dead center in the gut and down he went. I thought about getting even for all the shit he did but there were too many witnesses. "Get the fuck out of my life. You lost your wife because you're an asshole. You probably lost Yen because you beat her and held her down while other men fucked her. You're nothing but a piece of shit." You could have heard a pin drop in the bar. All the people stood back after what I had said. He didn't deny anything. Now he was embarrassed among people who knew him. He got up and headed for the door. I sat down to finish my beer when the bartender said, "Look out." I quickly ducked and the pool stick came crashing down on the counter. I made a fist and hit him in the balls. He dropped the stick and, as he grabbed his nuts, I hit him with a vicious right to the side of the face. As he was falling to the floor, I put my hand on his throat and was choking him. Before I could squeeze the life out of him two police officers were pulling me off of him. "Arrest him, arrest him" cried Bob. "I have a restraining order against him." The police were about to cuff me when the bartender told them exactly what happened. They let me go and arrested Bob for starting the fight. I sat back down at the bar and had twelve beers in front of me. Everyone wanted to buy me a drink. I guess Bob didn't have as many friends as he thought. It was good to know that Yen got away. I figured I'd call Henry and Kim to see if they were able to help her. I wanted to give them a little time. I came home from work and looked at the calendar. It was sixty-one days since the court case. It shouldn't be long before Julie would be a single woman. I jumped in the shower and just had on a pair of briefs when I walked into the living room. There sat Julie in a skirt and blouse. I started to cry when I saw her sitting there. What's the matter with me? Grown men weren't supposed to cry that easily. She stood up and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Oh, did she ever kiss me. "Do you still love me, Russ?" she asked. "More than ever," I answered. "I'm a single woman and very available to the right man. Are you the right man, Russ?" she smiled. I gripped the cheeks of her ass in both hands and pulled her hard into my rising cock. "Russ, I love you. I want to spend tonight night with you. Are you free for the whole night?" "I'm free for the rest of my life if it's to be with you. Do your kids know you're here?" Julie laughed. "I told them before I left the house that I didn't expect to be home tonight." "What did they say?" I asked. "Mom, tell Russ we said hello and to make you very happy." We walked into the bedroom and I started undoing her blouse, then her skirt. "Russ, maybe I should take a shower first?" "No, you can take one later; I'm not letting you leave my sight." I took her bra off and laid her on the bed. I slipped off her panties and replaced them with my mouth. She had a hold on my head with both hands as she came screaming with my face and tongue buried deep within her. We spent the whole night making love. I've had a lot of sex in my life but none compared to having sex with someone you truly love. Epilogue: It's been three months since Julie's divorce became final. When we're not working we spend most of our free time together. I asked Julie to marry me and she said yes. I got to know John and Teresa fairly well and they are a couple of great kids. I asked their permission to marry their mother. "As long as you can keep that permanent smile on Mom's face, the answer is yes" they said. My son came to visit us and when Teresa saw him she said, "Holy shit!" I think that was a good thing. I guess we'll find out in time. We did hear from Henry and Kim. They said that Yen lives in their community and is studying to become a U.S. citizen. She has a job with the State Department as an interpreter, and her two kids are doing fine. They did have the DNA test done and Bob is now paying child support for his two kids. After the judge saw the tape of what he did to Yen, he issued a restraining order against Bob. Kim got on the phone and told me that she and Henry are expecting a child in about seven months. They are really happy about having their own family. We love it when a plan comes together. As far as who got what in the settlement, Bob got his businesses along with the two million dollar debt. The other assets were divided equally. They totaled over three million dollars. Bob had to pay Julie one million five hundred thousand dollars. He kept the property that he had bought and Julie refinanced the house and they had to cash in their investments. Julie is very happy with the settlement. She has a beautiful home and a good amount of money invested. When we were getting ready to get married, I told Julie that I wanted a prenuptial agreement. "What for? I love you and we will share everything equally. In fact if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have gotten anything," replied Julie. "Prenuptial or I won't marry you. I'll live with you; I'll make love to you all the time. I just won't marry you. I want you to know that I want you only for you and not the money." "I know that. I want to be Mrs. Russell Morgan. I'll have Ralph draw up a prenuptial agreement, you stubborn old man," she smiled. After a beautiful wedding and watching all our friends and relatives having a good time, we were headed to the bridal suite. We said goodnight to everyone. Dae was busy dancing with Teresa; we'll have to keep an eye on those two. John had a date and smiled at us. Ralph and Joyce kept laughing. I knew something was up but had no idea what. I opened up the door and picked up my new bride. I remember her saying she hoped I didn't get a hernia that night. I carried her to our bed and as I dropped her on the bed I noticed it was covered with money. "What on earth is all that money doing here?" I asked. "There must be over a hundred thousand dollars here. What's going on?" I asked a laughing Julie. "Well, first off, you wanted a prenuptial agreement so we could separate our assets. The amount of money on the bed is two hundred eleven thousand dollars. You did a job for our family and were suppose to be paid two hundred thousand dollars for your work. So, I'm paying the family debt. The other ten thousand is your money that you used to help my family, now our family. The Sue woman from the club called to thank you for helping Yen and told me about the money you gave her. "Don't mess it up too much. It's your money but, the Brinks Company will be here in a few minutes to take it to the bank," replied a smiling Julie. "Honey, what about the other thousand dollars. What is it for?" I asked. "It's for the fucking you're going to give me tonight, and I want it one dollar at a time," replied Julie. Don't you love it when a plan comes together. Thank you for reading my story Comments are always welcome. DG Hear