49 comments/ 102659 views/ 20 favorites Carol at Work By: jakewho69 Edited by willyb220 ------- There are no actual sex acts in this story. ------- I am touched that tranceh liked my work so much he saved 55 of my stories, and forwarded them to me and Chilley! It is readers like him that I wrote for. Some of the nicest people are active on LE. They more than balance out the haters on the other end of the scale. Carol At Work is my favorite story, hope you like it. The grammar's not perfect, the punctuation is rough, but to me the story's the important thing. * Carol and I have been married 15 years and we have a 14-year-old girl, Patty. Carol is 36 and I'm 39. My name is Ken. We got married when she was 20 and we were planning for her to be a stay at home mom, because I make good money at my job. I run a research laboratory for a large electronics firm. We decided that there are too many single parent families, and we wanted to help our girl out as much as we could. We belong to a gym and we both spend a lot of time there, so Carol is in very good shape. She does volunteer work to help pass the time. Most of it is with the school, but not all of it. She only went to a two-year school, as she knew she would get married and didn't think she needed a lot of education. Why should she spend a lot of the parent's money when she would get married and be home much of the time? We have a nice home in the burbs and party with some of the neighbors all the time. There are two parties going on just about each month and it saves on driving while drinking. We only have a couple of blocks to go to get home, so it is still safe to drive. We were at one of the parties and Jake, who runs a couple of bar's in town, was spending a lot of time with my wife. He was new in the neighborhood. He runs a high-class lounge and a strip bar that does a super business. He took over the strip bar from his father, and opened up the high-class lounge as a venture he wanted to try, and it was doing very well. I walked over to see what was going on in their group. Jake said, "Ken, I'm trying to hire your wife at my restaurant, but I think she is just holding out for more money. Hell, she is so pretty, all she has to do is walk around with that perfect ass and I will pay her a lot of money. "Well, Carol doesn't strip at all, unless it's in my bedroom." "It's not for the strip club, it's the Star Dust Lounge, tend bar, seat people, and just look pretty. And I will pay her good." Carol walked over to us and said, "I have to be home to get Ken's slippers and paper when he comes home from work," And she laughed as she grabbed me and we walked away. You could hear Jake saying, "Hell, we can arrange any hours that you want," as we were walking away from the group. We went over to the snack table that they had set up and made a sandwich. We were seated at a table with Ben and Jill, when Jill said, "You should take him up on his offer. That is a nice place to work. And I know he will pay you well." Carol changed the subject, and we all got some fresh drinks and started to Dance. There is a lot of grab assing with the women at the parties. I guess it cheers them up and makes them feel wanted to have someone other than their husband paying attention to them. As far as I know, nothing has gotten out of hand at any of the parties, so I guess no harm, no foul. Even I like to play around with the women, and have kissed a few over the years at the parties. In fact, it has gotten awful hot some times with them. I now make sure I switch and don't fool with the same girl twice in a row, just so she doesn't think I'm out to get in her pants. A few of the times when we were at a party that had a pool and the girls had swim suits on, my fingers found their way to a few pussies. And I even got my cocked rubbed inside my swim trunks one or twice. I could see Jake dancing with Carol. He was around Carol most of the night as they talked in different groups during the party. He was bound and determined to get her to work for him. I knew there was no way she would, and I knew I would never let her work in a lounge at all. Not much was said about the party when we got home. We had our normal sex that night and thing went on as scheduled for the next two weeks. When the next party came up, I was going on a fishing trip and Carol had a hard week with Patty. I told her, "Go to the party and unwind, you will feel a lot better than just sitting home." She said, "No, but I'll think it over as I hate to go to one without you." I came home late on Sunday night and we hit the hay early. I was very tired from fishing all weekend and getting up early, plus all the drinking and being in the sun so much. Monday night we went out for dinner with Patty. Carol told me she went to the party and had fun. She gave me a mild rundown on things that happened there. With Patty listening, it sure was mild the way she told it. We did not have sex Sunday night, so we made up for it Monday night after Patty went to bed. We watched a tape from eight to ten and then she put a porn tape in as we lay on the couch. She has never put a porn tape in before. I always had to do it before, so this surprised me. She had her pj's on and I was feeling her up pretty good as the movie played. She even made the first play and got my cock out. Carol rubbed it in her hand and played with it. Finally she went down on it and took it into her mouth. As she was sucking on it, I took her top off and played with her tits. I finally got her tits in my mouth and sucked them for all I was worth. Once I got them good and wet, I put my cock in between them and fucked her tits. From there I went down and sucked on her pussy for about five minutes. Then the tape ended and a loud sound came on the TV. I jumped up to turn the TV down so it wouldn't wake Patty. Carol laughed at me because I was moving so fast. We lay on the couch hugging and playing with different body parts on each other. She was playing with my cock with both hands and then she started to talk to me. "Ken, don't you think that with me working at the lounge for Jake it would be fun? I think it would be nice for me, and it would give me a chance to get out of the house and meet people instead of being boxed in here all day. This way you could ask me how my day went instead of me wanting to know everything that happened to you all day long. It would help with Patty's education too, as we could save more in the bank then we do now." "Carol, you know I make good money and I don't need help with saving money. In fact, we have enough saved right now without saving anymore for her college. Everything is fine just the way it is, we don't need change." "Damn, you and change. You never want any change in anything in our life. Why the hell are you so afraid of change? Shit, we changed our ways when we got married. You sure the hell liked that, didn't you?" She was pumping my cock faster now. I hate it when we have a discussion when she has hold of my cock. Fucking women do it all the time; they have us wrapped around their finger. "Ken, we could try it, and if it didn't work out I could always quit. I would really like to try it and it sounds like it would be so much fun. Plus, I would be home all the time for Patty and you when you come home." Then she went down on me and was sucking my cock. What the hell could I say? Except "Faster baby." Carol was taking my whole cock into her mouth. As a rule, she would only take the head of it in. She was gagging some of the time, but she still took more of it into her mouth. I yelled out that, "I'm cumming Carol, I'm cumming," and she never stopped just kept sucking more and harder. She has never let me shoot in her mouth before. Then I finally shot my load into her mouth and waited for her to yell at me. She kept sucking it for a good three minutes after I shot. Then she looked up at me and said, "Have you got any more in there, big guy? I want some more." Finally she let go of my cock and came up, and we hugged and rested on the couch. "I think work will rejuvenate me and I'll be a better lover," she said. We went to bed and screwed once more that night. During the week, we talked about the job, and I gave her all my bad points about working there. We don't need the money, guys will flirt with her, they will end up wanting her to work strange hours, guys could put something in her drink, and we went back and forth. Of course, she came back with all her good points about working. The extra money, we could get a boat, or go on a vacation out of the USA, we could buy some new things that are extras, she loves me and would not fool around, and she wouldn't drink at the club. "At some time you have to drink at the club, so don't say I didn't warn you when you end up on the short end of a gang-bang." "Where do you get all this shit from, your porn site stories? This isn't New York City you know. Nothing like that will happen here. You're just jealous that I will talk to some important guys and some cute ones." We talked for two hours or more, and she would come up with something each time I would mention that it was a bad idea. She said, "It all boils down to the fact that you don't trust me," and then she got mad at me. It was more fun when we talked and she had my cock in her mouth. But I knew I would lose, so I might just as well get a blowjob out of it. Well, it was settled, she would work Tuesday to Friday from 11 AM to 3 PM and still be home when Patty came home from school. Jake had promised her she would get at least a hundred a day or he would make up the difference out of his pocket. He would give her a base pay and the rest are tip's that she would get from the guys that came into the lounge. Carol would handle the lunch crowd that went there, and would have her nights free so she was happier than hell. As a few months went by, and we would go out some place, different guys would come up to us and talk to Carol. They would hug her and give her a kiss. They were guys that went to the lounge to eat, and knew her from there. They all ignored me. They would stand next to her with their hand on her ass and would rub it as they talked to her. She felt important that so many important business guys knew her and paid attention. She would introduce me to them, but you could see they didn't want to know me and I didn't care for them. We all were interested in Carol only. I hated to say it, but Carol was eating this entire shit right up, big time. A few months later at one of our parties, I found out from some guys and gals that Jake was all over Carol at the party when I went fishing. He kept after her about working. He told her she would do a good job at the lounge, make good money, and bring in a good business for his place. He told her it was a win, win situation and both would come out looking good. I could see that Jake was spending a lot of time with Carol at the party, and I could see her head shaking no a lot of the time. I sure would have liked to know what it was about, but knew she would never tell me. As far as I knew, everything was going good with her job. She opened a bank account for the money to use on a vacation or what ever it was needed for. She bought some nice black cocktail dresses for work and she sure looked good in them. Also, she got some bra's that showed off her dresses. From talking to her, I knew she was making a bundle on her tips and it was better than she expected. This way Jake didn't have to take money out of his pocket to pay her to make sure she hit the hundred a day they were shooting for. I talked to a bunch of the girls to see if I could pick up anything that was gossip, but no one said anything. Well it has only been a couple months so I guess I should give it more time. Back at home, Carol talked about the lounge like she was part owner in the establishment. She told me how the whole place ran and how many people came in, what they did for a living, who they all where. What bosses she thought were cheating with what secretaries, and the whole nine yards. I didn't know many of the people but a lot of the names she talked about I have heard before. The lounge had a good crowd at night and was picking up all the time. Jake was making money hand over fist, and his strip club was doing a bang up job too. At night when I answered the phone, there were a lot of hang-ups, and it started to piss me off big time. Carol said it was calls for Patty, and that the boys didn't want to talk to me at all. I would have believed her, but she and Jake had too many talks at the parties that I could not hear so I decided to put a tape recorder on the line. I had thought about it for a long time, but if she or Patty found out, it would be my balls on a platter served up to me. I said fuck it, and bought a recorder and hooked it up to the phone lines. After two weeks of monitoring the phone lines on Carol, I found out a lot of guys who went to the club were calling Carol asking to go out for dinner. They said they wanted to repay her for being such a good hostess. She would tell them it would not be right because I would get mad, and not at this time. They said it was business because she worked there and did such a good job. She never said just plain "No". She was very polite about it. I think she liked them to call and enjoyed the limelight, as it were. I never checked on Patty's calls, I would fast forward through them. Jake would call her every morning just to talk to her. He was laying the groundwork for some sex, I think. He kept after her to work one night a week in the strip club to relieve him, and close up at night. He said he didn't trust anyone else to do this except her. He also asked her to come to the lounge at night by herself for a drink of appreciation for doing such a good job. As days went by, he would tell her to bring a girl friend when he saw she would not come by herself. But never did he say come with your husband. She never mentioned me at all to Jake. She was being sneaky about the whole thing with me, but she hadn't tried to go out to the lounge by herself or with her girlfriends until Jill's birthday party. She got the banquet room at the lounge for her party. There were twelve of girls going to it. Jill was turning forty, and they wanted to surprise her. I heard Jake saying the room was free to her, and he would even throw in a male stripper if he didn't do it himself. He said, "I'm afraid that if I stripped for you and showed you my big joint, you would leave Ken for me." Of course, she laughed at this, but she also led him on more by saying, "Well, I would have to see that sucker before I can comment on it." Then she told him, "Twelve girls will be at the party." Jake told them that there were rest rooms right in the banquet hall for them, so they didn't have to travel into the lounge or dinning room at all. There was a lot more kidding going on and I'm not sure if any of it was kidding or not. Carol was all set to go to the party; she was all dressed up and looked great. She had set the place up after she got done with work. It was now almost six and she was leaving to finish organizing things. They would eat there, having prime rib at seven thirty. The stripper was to dance at eight thirty or nine. The party was scheduled from seven to eleven that night. When she left, I took Patty and her girl friend Nancy; out to eat and then took them home. I told them I had to go into work and then would check on mom, as I didn't want her to drive drunk. Patty kissed me goodbye and I headed for the lounge. I got there at eight. As you walk in through the doors, there is a hatcheck cubical, then another set of doors leading into the bar. The bar is in front of you and is about 50 ft long and three bartenders work it. At the far end, a door leads to the kitchen. Off to the side is a small game room they use for cards. In the bar, there are twelve booths for drinking and dining. Between the booths and the bar are eight tables with four chairs each. As I was standing there looking at the bar, on my left were two booths with a space between the next group of booths for doors leading to the banquet room. The dinning room was behind the booths and could seat 125 people. I would say the place was half full already. I walked over to the end of the bar, and looked into the card game room. There were four older guys playing gin rummy and two watching. I got a drink and moved into the room and into a position where I was directly across from the doors going to the banquet room, but on the opposite wall. From there, I could see the whole bar area, tables and booths. It was dark in there except for the small overhead light on the table and light from the TV. I remembered when I was standing at the entrance; I could not make out who was in the game room as it was too dark in there. In the card room on the TV, they had a soccer game between Italy and Spain and the guys' playing cards were all mostly older Italians. I talked to a few and they seemed friendly and cordial. Two of the older guys talked very loud, I think they were hard of hearing. They laughed at every thing and had a grand old time. They all had nick names for each other like Fish, Wolf, Gimp, Gippy and Mony. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was almost eight thirty. I could see the cart from the kitchen being moved to the banquet hall with the prime ribs. I heard Wolf say, "Carol is having a party in the banquet room and you should see the tits and body on her." He also said, "No wife of mine would work around that horny Jake," and everyone broke out in laughter. It was nine twenty, and I saw Carol come into the bar from the banquet room. She had her bright red cocktail dress on and looked so hot in it. Gippy spotted her and said, "Carol will come down and see me as she has the hots for me," as everyone laughed. I said to myself, "Holy shit, how do I get out of this room?" I spotted a couple booths that were empty and figured if I sat in them she might just not see me. As I watched Carol get a drink from the bar, I saw a guy come up to her and throw his arms around her, giving her a big hug and kiss on the lips. She talked to him for ten minutes and another guy came and did the same thing for another ten minutes. Then Sally came out the door and said they were ready to start the strip show. When Wolf heard that he said, "Jake got them that six foot six black dude with a 10 inch cock," and all the guys laughed. They said, "He is good and he likes to fuck the white girls. The guys had some more remarks and then went back to the game. About half an hour later, someone came out of the room, and through the door, you could hear the women screaming at the top of their lungs. This broke up the guys at the card table. I then saw Jake come in and sit in a booth near the door. I said to myself, "Damn, I don't want him to see me." Wolf said, "There is Jake, but he won't come over here, I embarrassed him in front of his girl friend and he is pissed at me." I was glad to hear that. Just then, Carol came out again and she spotted Jake. They kissed and hugged and she sat in his booth. I had a good view from where I was, and I could see them holding hands. Wolf said, "I bet Jake nails her tonight. She looks hotter than hell in that outfit. He has been after her for over three months, now This is the longest he has chased one without getting in her pants." Carol went back in after getting a hug and kiss from another guy in the bar. Another daytime customer I guess. You could see her begging off to leave, pointing to the room and then leaving. Carol did this most of the night. Come out after being in there for twenty minutes and sit with Jake, or get mauled by a customer in the bar area. The guys would stand next to her with their arm around her and on her ass, rubbing it. Every time she went to see Jake, he would stand and kiss her and hug her, feeling her ass. Carol at Work At midnight, the party broke up as girls drifted out and only four were left in there. The doors to the room were open and you could see right in. Jake and three single guys went into the room to dance with the girls to a jukebox that was in there. Zeke, the black stripper, was still there dancing with the girls but he was dressed. From what I saw, Carol had a drink every time she came out and took it back to the room with her. She sure had to be loaded by now. All the women were dancing close and getting dry humped by the guys, because every one was quite drunk, I guess. The bar closed at two and it was ten to now, so I made my way out to my car without being seen. I waited in my car till twenty after and almost everyone had left. A cab pulled up and out walked the four girls and Jake. The three girls got in and the cab pulled away, leaving Carol standing there. Jake went back to lock the door as I pulled up and beeped the horn, and Carol staggered over to my car. I said, "I figured you would be pretty drunk, so I came down to see that you got home safety." "Good, Jake was just going to take me to the diner for breakfast so we can follow him over there. Just a minute and I will tell him." She walked over to Jake as he finished locking up. They talked there for awhile, and then came up to my car. Jake said to me, "So you don't even trust your wife out at night and you have to come and check on her. A girl can't even go out by herself without her hubby right up her ass. You afraid someone's going to have a bigger cock than you?" "I don't want her being killed driving drunk, or hit by some drunk driver." Carol said, "We're not drunk, we will be ok, Ken. Don't worry about us, I will be home in a little while, honey." I put the fucking car in gear, and drove home pissed off at her big time. I had about four beers at the house as I was changing. I went to bed at four AM, and she was not home yet. I didn't think I could go to sleep, but I don't even remember hitting the bed. I woke up at ten in the morning with a slight hangover, and she was not in bed. I took a shower and was getting pissed off as I headed for the kitchen, but saw Carol sleeping on the couch with a pail by her side to throw up in. The girls were already in the kitchen and asked why mom was sleeping on the couch. She had a blanket from the couch over her and was still in her red dress. I cooked eggs for the girls and then cleaned the kitchen up. Carol came in with a shit-eating grin on her face, and the kids asked why she slept on the couch. She sat down at my coffee cup and drank some out of it. "I got sick at the diner and threw up all over the john. Eggs, bacon, home fries, and toast all down the toilet." The girls were laughing at her as I poured her a cup of coffee and took mine back. I walked out of the room still pissed off. I was reading the Sunday paper as she came and sat at my feet on the floor. "I'm sorry, I guess I was too drunk and not thinking at all, I should have come home with you. We went to the diner and I ordered the trucker special, but it's more than I eat in a month. I got it down, but twenty minutes later it came up and I had to go to the john to throw it up. We stayed there until I felt better. Then he drove me here. I slept on the couch so I could throw up some more if I had to." The phone rang, and I got up and walked out the door to wash the car. I stayed outside all day doing things in the yard and garden. I decided to walk over to Jake's house and give him a piece of my mind. He was at his pool when I got there. "Jake, who the fuck do you think you are, talking to me that way last night." Jake said, "I'm sorry Ken, guess I had too much to drink. You see one of the waitresses is having trouble with her ex stalking her and she got an order of protection against him. He was in the club last night giving her some shit. I had to step in and separate them, and I guess I was just taking my frustration out on you. I'm very sorry Ken, you are a nice guy and Carol is a very likeable woman. Sorry again if I blew up, but now you know why." We talked some more and I left to go back home. Jill came by at six and drove Carol to the lounge to get her car. She came home at seven and I had a sandwich while I watched TV. She came in and told me she was going to bed. I never talked to her and she left for the bedroom. When I went to bed at eleven, she was sound a sleep. I woke up early and never woke her up. I went to work. I couldn't wait until I heard the recording of the phone calls, to see what Jake and she said. That night when I got home, I played the tape. Jake started right off with, "Who the hell does he think he is following you around and checking your every move. I saw him sitting in the parking lot all night just waiting to see if you left with anybody. I should have called the cops on him. This is 2004, not the 30's. That is called stalking women, what he is doing. Women have rights and work for a living and control their own bodies. Shit, if you wanted to work for me full time, I would pay you around 60 thousand and that's more than a lot of guys earn. Don't know why some guys try to badger their wives and try to control them so much." Carol began standing up for me, but then Jake told her a lot mote shit and then she soon started agreeing with him. I don't know if she did that to smooth things with her boss or she believed him. I guess I would find out when I talked to her. But I wasn't talking to her. Shit what a mess I got myself into. I went upstairs, and Patty and Carol came in from school. I said hi to Patty, but nothing to Carol. She just ignored me while I ignored her. I got a beer, and went in and watched TV. She called out supper was ready and we ate and we both talked only to Patty, never saying a word to each other. Patty did the dishes as Carol cleaned up the kitchen, and then Patty went over to her girl friends house. I turned on the computer and checked email and the news. After a half-hour, I was on a cam site checking the girl's out when I saw Carol sitting on the couch, watching me. I looked over, but didn't say anything, and after awhile she started talking. "Maybe that's what you need, a hooker who you can order around and control. Can you get one on your porn sites?" She knew how to piss a guy off big time. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Carol said, "I think we need some time away from each other for a while, I'm going over to my sister's for a few days. I don't know when I will be back, or if I will be back." I turned and stared at her. Then I shut the computer off and went for a walk. I had to get out of the house or I would rip her head off. What I should do is go to Jake's house, and tear his head off and shove it up his ass. When I got home an hour later, her car was gone and a note for Patty to call Mom at Aunt Alice's house. When Patty called, her mom said she would pick her up for school and she was staying with her sister for a few days. Patty went to bed and I got a beer. I sat there thinking. I wouldn't have the phone to check on her if she was at Alice's house so what would I do? I thought, I had seven weeks vacation left on the books and I could use them if I needed to. I figured she would come home to take Patty to school and for more clothes tomorrow. That would be the last call from here. Monday I went to work, and told them that I wanted some vacation. And they said ok. I spoke to my buddy Rick, and asked if I could use his cycle for awhile. He said, "No sweat, use it as long as you want. It is in my side yard, here's the key." I drove to the local gas station, then walked the rest of the way to Rick's house, and then rode to the diner for coffee. At home, I pulled the tape recorder out and played it. She told Jake, "He is mad at me and won't talk to me at all. I got pissed, and decided that we need space from each other for awhile, so I'm staying at my sister's house. Maybe he needs a hooker he can control and tell what to do." Jake said, "Being in the bar business, I can tell an asshole a mile away, and Ken is one. They like to dominate their wives, and control every move they make. They abuse their wives and think nothing of it. I was sorry it had to be you. How did you put up with it for all theses years?" "I don't know. I don't think he was like this all the time." "Oh yes he was, you were just too much in love to see it. Guys are like this from the start. I think its best you found out now. I have an apartment, and you can stay there. Your sister might just give him information on what you're doing all the time, and this way you could have Patty come and stay with you at different times." "Oh by the way, I need someone to work the strip club for me. The manager is taking a vacation and I need some one I can trust to collect the receipts and put them in the bank so nobody robs me too much. I don't have anyone I can trust and I will pay you a good salary for it too. In fact, if you want a full time job it's yours. "I don't know Jake, things are going too fast right now." "Well, we'll talk about it when you come into work on Tuesday. How's that." They each said good bye, with Jake saying, "I love you." I went over to her work on Tuesday and watched as she left at three and picked Patty up at school. I followed them home, and then they both went in the house. About two hours later, she went to her sisters. I returned to the house and fed Patty. Patty still didn't know anything was wrong. I told her, "I will be busy with work and will see you tomorrow morning," so she kissed me good night. Then I checked the recording to see if Carol had talked to Jake. I heard them make arrangements to meet at the lounge at nine. He would then take her to the strip club to show her what had to be done there. He talked about the apartment again, and how nice it would be for her to relax and have Patty with her instead of living with the sister. Carol told him no, but she would think it over. I remembered we had all watched a baseball game at his apartment after getting rained out at a ball game in town once. He told us it was his fuck nest at the time, to get away from his wife. It was a nice two-bedroom apartment and he knocked down a wall to have a large game room or den instead of a living room and dining room. The game room had a large 52 in TV and three couches and some big soft chairs in it. Tuesday I pulled into the fast-food parking lot across from the lounge. I saw Jake's car, and a while later Carol parked and went in. About an hour later they came out, and drove to the strip club and parked, then went in. At midnight they came out, and drove to his apartment and sat in the driveway of it. They sat there a good hour and didn't go in, then finally he took her to the sisters at one AM. The next day I parked in the fast-food place again. I had a good view of the parking lot, and could see both their cars in the lot. At nine thirty they went to the strip club and went inside. At both places, he has a parking place right in front of the clubs so he doesn't have to walk at all. I liked this, because I could keep an eye on him. It made it easy for me. I called her sister at ten, and asked for Carol. She said she was out, and that's all she said. I called back at eleven and at twelve. Both times I got the answering machine and didn't leave a message, except for the last time when I asked her to call me before one and that I was going to bed. At a few minutes after twelve, they came out of the club and she looked drunk. He was helping her when she staggered. They drove to his apartment a few blocks away. I could see him helping her up the stairs and saw the lights come on. About thirty minutes later, the light went off and a bedroom light came on for ten minutes. Then all the lights went out. At four AM, I saw a small light come on in the den room, and few minutes later a light came on in the bedroom. Another ten minutes and the lights went off. They came down the stairs and drove off in his car. This time he didn't have to hold her up. They headed towards her sister house, so I got my car and headed for home and to get some sleep. I pulled into the garage, and shut and locked the door so she could not open the garage. Patty woke me up at seven and I took a shower. Carol called and said she was sick and asked Patty if she would take the bus or get a ride from me. I drove her to school and went to the park to sleep in the car. I was hoping Carol would go to the house to get something and use the phone. She didn't do either. I had Rick covering my phone at work if Carol called me. He was to call me and I would call her on my cell phone. At eleven I went back to the house to sleep but drove by the lounge and her car was not there. Guess she called in sick. Then I heard from Patty that mom was going to be working nights. Friday Patty had a school play at seven. Carol told her she would try to be there for it. I listened to the phone recording at the house Friday when Carol cleaned out more of her stuff. Jake was saying she must have had drank the drinks too fast as she passed out on the couch as soon as they got to the apartment. She said she was so sick the next day and would have to pace herself from now on. I think the son-of-a-bitch put something in her drink. She said she wanted to see the place again in the future. That night Carol went to work at four PM, and at seven, I went to the school for the play. I saw Carol come in and sit with some friends. She saw me and waved. I waved back, why not? After the play, I found Patty and asked if she wanted to go for ice cream, and she said yes. Just then, up walked Carol and she told Patty what a good job she did, and that she had to go back to work and would call her Saturday. I turned my back on her and told Patty I would meet her in the car. We went out for the ice cream and then I took her to her girlfriend Nancy's house, where she was staying overnight. I got to the strip club at twelve and saw Carol's and Jake's cars there. It was three before they came out with four other guys and two strippers. Jake walked her to her car and opened the door for her. Then he kissed her. They all took off and went to the diner for breakfast. About five, Carol drove to her sister's. At one on Saturday, Carol came over to see Patty and took her shopping. She waved at me in the yard and said hi but I ignored her totally. They came back and she dropped her off and then went to work at the strip club. Patty asked, "What is going on with you two?" I told her, "Mom is a little mixed up right now and is working for the wrong guy, and is listening to his bull-shit too much for her own good." Because she was working nights I went back to work, but I kept the cycle. When I got out of work, I would sleep after making supper for Patty and me and then go check on Carol early in the morning. Carol moved into the apartment and Patty paid her a visit. I stopped at the lounge one day when Jake and Carol were not there. I went into the rooms where the old guys hang out. I heard Gippy talking about Jake's failure to fuck Carol. Wolf went behind the bar and came back with some Polaroid pictures of Carol with her tits hanging out, sound asleep on the couch. Wolf laughed said, "The son of a bitch gave her too much powder in her drink and she passed out instead of turning into a sex bomb. Look, she didn't even have a bra on, I bet she was ready to fuck without the drug." All the guys laughed, and I left a little later. At the stake out of the strip joint, it was same thing going on. They ate, then got in their cars and went home. I could see Jake trying to talk her into something, but she shook her head no. When Jake wasn't there, some of the other guys tried to take her home, but she didn't go. Then one night, I saw her come out with the group. But she drove to the apartment, instead of the diner. I then saw Jake pull up behind me so I turned off and circled the block as they both went into the apartment house. The light came on in the den and ten minutes later a light came on in her bedroom for about five minutes as she changed clothes. Then it went off. A light came on in her kitchen, and I guess she was making eggs or getting a drink. Half-hour later the light went off and just the den light was on. A while later I saw Jake come down the stairs and go to his car, take out a camera and go back to the apartment. An hour later he came back down after shutting the lights off and headed for home. I followed to our neighborhood to see if he would leave the camera in the car. Just my luck he did, so I went to my house for a Slim Jim. At four thirty in the morning I walked over to Jake's house and saw his car sitting there. I opened the door with a Slim Jim, and pulled out the camera. I went back to my house and downloaded them into the computer. When I finished, I returned the camera to his car. Back home I checked the photos out. She was drugged, and he took pictures of her. The first one she was curled up with her long nightshirt on and showing her throng panties. The second picture with her panties off. Next was a shot with the shirt up over her tits. Then came one with shirt off and naked. Then he moved her around and posed her completely naked in different poses, about twenty. Half looked like she was asleep but the other half you could not tell for sure. But I knew she was, from the first one. In none of them did she have her eyes open. He got in a few of them, naked. It looked like she was going to blow him or she was playing with his cock. I guess I should have been upset, but it was all her doing instead of listening to me. But I knew I had to fuck with Jake some how. Any bastard that would take advantage of someone like that had it coming. For some reason, I knew Jake like to party and fuck on a Friday night. Guess it got him ready for the Saturday night parties we had in the neighborhood. Well, it was Friday and he pulled up at the strip bar at two, and people started to leave. They don't usually close till after three but he was having them leave now. At about two twenty, he and Carol came out and took both cars over to her apartment. As I watched them in the apartment, I saw the den light first, then the kitchen light, and then her bedroom light. It was twenty to three right now. For about half-hour all the lights stayed on and I could see them moving around through the curtains. Then all the lights went off except the bedroom light and I saw them moving around in there. I could see both their figures going by the curtains. I don't know what they were doing, but it looked like they were both naked. I had been carrying my digital camera around with me since I caught Jake using his to take naked pictures. There was no movement for fifteen minutes. I figured they had to be fucking by now. Boy, was my blood boiling now. I wished I had a fucking gun with me instead of the fucking camera. I grabbed the camera and headed for the house. As I crossed the street, I saw rubbish on the curb to go out. There was a piece of channel iron four foot long and six inches thick. This would be good to break the fucking door down with, I thought to myself. When I opened the door, I saw three alarm panels numbered 01 to 03. Oh shit, the house is wired to an alarm system. I went up the stairs, taking them two at a time. I was playing the layout of the room in my mind for when I broke in the fucking door. I told myself I wanted a shot of her fucking face so I could cherish the look for the rest of my life. At the landing, I stopped at the door and listened for any sound at all, but didn't hear a damn thing. I think I listened for at least five minutes. I wanted to catch them fucking and her screaming at the top of her lungs, "Fuck me you bastard." Carol at Work What I didn't know, was they knew someone was coming up the stairs when I hit the first step. Jake was dialing 911, and was talking to them as I was listening on the top landing for sounds of fucking. The police were on their way. I hit the door twice with the piece of channel iron, and it flew open like a truck hit it. I headed in the direction of the bedroom and saw a light coming from under the door. As I opened it, Jake was standing there in a pair of shorts, and on his cell with the 911 operator. She was standing there in her one-piece swimsuit and holding a paint roller. They were painting the fucking apartment together. There was a paint roller, and two paintbrushes in a container on the floor. I snapped the picture, but I should have taken my own fucking face instead of hers. Can you guess who looked stupid now? I started for Jake and he dropped the phone with his left hand and in his right hand was a three-cell flashlight that he swung at me. It hit my left wrist as I put it up to protect myself. It broke my wrist, but I didn't know it at the time. I grabbed him with my left hand and forced him down on the bed as I pounded him in the face with my right hand. I hit him three good shots when the lights went out for me. The police came in and jumped on me from the back. They had me in cuffs in seconds. They had hit me with their clubs, so I don't remember too much, except the doctor saying it was broke and they would set it and put a cast on it while I was handcuffed to the bed with my right hand. They checked my head out and said I was fine, and the cops could take me back to jail. They said I had a call if I wanted it. Who the hell would I have called, my fourteen-year-old daughter? I stayed in jail, thinking what a fucking mess I made of things. Jake's attorney came to my cell to talk to me. He informed me Carol had gotten an order of protection against me, and not to go near her. I had to be 300 yards from her. He informed me that if I wanted this thing to disappear, I had to sign a legal document that I would not contest a divorce from Carol. They had me for assault and breaking and entering. I signed it, and was out with the cast on in a half-hour. I found the bike where I left it and saw Jake's car still there. Bet he was repairing that cheap ass door he had. I got on the bike and went to Rick's house. He drove me to my car, and I headed home. But Carol's car was in the driveway. I parked at Jack's house up the street from my house and waited for her to leave so I could get drunk. Sue saw me and said, "What happened to you?" "I ran into a door, and that is the truth. But I bet no one will believe me." They fed me and we talked. I told them I was having trouble with Carol. I didn't tell them the whole story, just some of it. We sat around and talked in general terms, nothing important. They said they were eating at five if Patty and I wanted to come over. It was their turn to hold the party if I wanted to stay. I told them thanks, I would come back for dinner and to the party. I was fed up with fast food, and I knew Patty was too. I looked over at my house and Carol's car was gone, so I went home. I pulled into the driveway and went into the house, as it was open. Patty was with her girlfriend Nancy, sitting at the kitchen table. Patty said, "Dad what the hell is going on? Mom said you are loosing it and she is filing for a separation from you. Mom wants me to come and live with her. She said you have abused her, and you are too controlling and dominate her too much. You broke into her apartment, smashed the door down and almost killed her boss. The police had to subdue you and take you to jail." I laughed. "Do you want to talk in front of Nancy?" "Of course, she is my best friend. I share everything with her. Dad, I know you couldn't do the things Mom is saying about you. I want to hear your side of the story." They sat down and I told them my side. "I went to pick up your mom after the party because I didn't want her driving drunk. Then out of nowhere, her boss lays into me about domineering her. He was saying all kinds of shit about me, none of which was true. I told her I didn't want her driving drunk or with some one else that is drunk. She pops out saying they're not drunk and they will be ok, so I get pissed and take off. That's why mom slept on the couch after throwing up. She couldn't even walk straight that night. Then the next day she said we need space and moved out. Now she is working for him in a strip club. Next thing you know, she will be stripping for him." "Hey Patty, I'll be honest with you, if she has sex with one of the guys, it's all over. I told her about working in a place like that, but she said I was old fashioned and wouldn't listen to me at all. I make good money and she doesn't have to work any place. All your college money is in the bank already." "What should I do about moving in with Mommy?" "Well, normally I would say you should go with your mother, but she is hanging around with a bad crowd of people, so I don't know. And I shouldn't tell you to do anything. You're a big girl now and should know right from wrong. You will have to make your own decision on what to do with no help from mom or dad. We both love you. Think about it, I don't think she needs an answer right now." "Ok Dad, I'll think about it, and talk to Mom. She is picking me up tomorrow, and Nancy is staying overnight with us." I went out of the house at two AM to check where Carol went after work. She and Jake went to her apartment, and he left after a half-hour. I went home and to bed. In the morning, I got up and made breakfast for the kids and they did the dishes. Patty said, "Mom is picking me up, and I'm going to her place to give her my decision on who I'm going to stay with. And Nancy is going with us." Then both of them quizzed me about the whole thing and I felt like I was on trial. Kids are a lot smarter now than when I was that age. They asked, "Why didn't you just throw her in the car the first night?" I said, "The guy was calling me abusive, that would have looked great, throwing her in the car." "Do you still love mom?" Patty asked. "Of course I do, I don't think I will ever stop loving her" Then a beep in the driveway from Carol, and off went the kids and their suitcases. That was at eleven. I laid down for some more rest, wondering if she would stay with her mother. In a way, I hoped she would. This would protect Carol from Jake, as Patty would be there all the time. Oh well, I guessed I would just have wait until I heard from her. At seven, I got a call from Patty and she was crying. "Mom is all mixed up, for sure. That Jake is feeding her a line and she's eating it up. I'm going to stay with Mom for a month. If she doesn't straighten out, I'll come back and live with you." We said our goodbye and 'love you' bit. At nine, Nancy called me. She explained in depth what Patty was going to do. Nancy said, "I agree that Carol is not her normal self. We talked to her for three hours and then Jake showed up. Carol wanted Jake to leave so we could talk. But we wanted to feel him out, so we had him stay. I don't think he would have left anyway. What did you ever do to him to make him so mad at you? Well, it didn't take Patty or I long to find out what a jerk he is. Jake would say some dumb thing and Carol would agree with him. If it weren't so funny, we would have been in tears. Finally, Patty and I went into the bedroom to plan our strategy. She figured the best way to come in between them was to stay at her mom's place to make life miserable for Jake. She is going to give it a month with her mom. Mom comes home at four am and has to get up at seven to drive Patty to school and then go home to sleep some more. She will have to pick her up at three from school and then go directly to work. We'll see how long she likes those apples." Then she busted out laughing. "Wait till they have to cart us all around town and we just sleep over at her place. We will see how it goes. Jake will go crazy about then." I said, "I think a week will do it, at the most two weeks. Ok, you girls keep me up to date then." On Friday when I came home from work, there was a tape of a family talk between Nancy, Patty, and Carol. Patty had taped it and her Mom didn't know anything about it. Nancy said, "Damn, Mrs. Ryan, do you go to work looking like that? Your eyes looked like they are swelling up. Do you get enough sleep? Your face doesn't look too good, it has a lot of wrinkles on it." "Well, I didn't get all my makeup on yet." "Mom, when dad was at the lounge, why didn't you ride home with him instead of going with Jake?" "Well, he sped away before I had a chance to ask him to go with us." "Didn't you tell Dad that you weren't drunk, and you would be alright going with Jake." "Yes, but we weren't drunk." "Why did you throw up so much then, and sleep on the couch." "I guess the food was bad," the kids laughed like hell at this. "Why the hell did you go in the first place, you were drunk and Jake was drunk and you rode with him. Why didn't you just go with Dad for Christ's sake." She got pissed then and said, "Well, he followed me like I can't take care of myself, he is abusive. He waited in the parking lot until we came out to embarrass me." "Mom, Dad was home with us all night. He left at two to go pick you up. He didn't want you driving drunk. Don't give me that shit he is abusive. I have lived in that house with you for 14 years. It sounds like Jake talking, not you Mom. Don't lie to me Mom, not if you want me to tell you the truth all the time." "I've got to go to work, see you guys in the morning." Patty and Nancy stayed at my house Sunday all day because Carol was going to catch up on her sleep. They told me, "We harass the shit out of Jake and he doesn't know the difference. Old people are funny. We set the alarm at night so one of us will be awake when she comes home with Jake for breakfast, and then we complain that Jake's loud voice woke us up. Then the once we are up, we will stay with them until Jake leaves, before going back to bed. Jake keeps telling us to go to bed, but we don't and then he leaves." Patty said, "I know you can't put up with what's going on and I'm going to tell Mom next Saturday night to shove it. I'm coming home Dad," and she gave me a big hug along with Nancy. Patty said, "I will tape it and give you a copy." The following Saturday the kids set the plan into effect. When Carol and Jake came in at three AM, they listened and gave them time to eat and do the dishes. Then Jake put on soft music on the CD player as they sat on the couch. The kids crept down the hall until they could see them on the couch necking. They waited until it got hot and heavy and Jake had her shirt and bra off. They didn't know how far it went because couldn't see them very well because the lights were off, with just street light coming in. Jake was sucking on her tits with one hand between her legs. He would move from one to the other. He was telling her what nice tits she had and how he wanted to fuck them with his big cock. She was playing with his cock and her hand slick, while she was pumping away on it. Jake put his hand on the top of her head and started to push her head down to his cock. Her head was just inches from his cock and you could see her tongue start to come out to engulf his hard on. That's when Nancy hit the lights. What a scramble it was, Jake fell flat on his face with his pants at his ankles. Carol couldn't find her shirt, and when she did, it was inside out and her bra was on the coffee table. Jake was on his knee's, trying to pull up his pants, which you can't do in that position. The girls gave them their high school screams that they do at the ball games and said it should have woke the whole block. "Sorry Mom, we through it was a burglar in the house. We didn't know it was you two." Each of the girls had their lacrosse stick in their hands. Mom was putting her blouse on inside out, and she was having a tough time with it. "Mom, you guys scared the shit out of us. My heart is racing to beat hell!" Carol couldn't get her blouse buttoned because the buttons were on the inside of the blouse. So she held her arms over her breasts, like no one could see or notice them. Carol said, "Well, it is only us, sweetheart." Jake wasn't that friendly, he stood there with a piece of his underwear sticking out of his fly and no shirt on. "Why the fuck are you kids up this time of night? Get the hell out of here, and get the fuck to bed where you belong," Jake yelled. The girls started to cry at the tone of his voice and his language. Patty said crying, "I happen to be in my house, why don't you go home and suck on your wife's tits and have her suck your cock, not my Mom. Plus, don't go around in my house with your cock hanging out again." Carol said, "Now children, let's calm down and talk this thing out." As she went to hug Patty, her tits fell out again. "Mom I'm going home to Dad. I'm not staying here and put up with this bullshit anymore. I'm fed up with all Jake's bullshit about Dad and his lies. I'm leaving before I start believing his line of shit. I just can't take it any more; I'm fed up with it. Dad never lied or told such foul truths as Jake puts out through his lying teeth. Dad is twice the man Jake will ever be. It all started just because he loved you enough to see you got home safely after the party. And then Jake started all his rumors about Dad and you sucked them right up." Jake said, "I never lied." "You said he was in the parking lot all night checking on Mom, when he was home with me." "I didn't say that. I said he probably sat in the lot all night." You said, "He was abusive towards Mom." "Well he was, he left her in the lot, and I had to take her home. He didn't care about her." "Mom told him that she wasn't drunk, and you guys said you would be alright. Mom said not to worry about you two, you would be home in a little while." Carol said, "What's that mean. I'm going with him and I will be aright, I'll see you around some time." "Go home, I'm going with him, I rather be with him that's what it means," said Patty. "If I was Dad, I would have gotten out of the car and kicked the shit out of both you drunken bums. But Dad's not like that." "Oh yeah? Then why did he break in here," said Jake. "Maybe he thought you were trying to screw his wife, like you planned to do tonight, from what I saw. If you two made less noise, Mom would be sucking on your cock now, and then you would ended up fucking her. I'm walking to Dad's house." "Not tonight you're not, it's too late," said Carol. "We'll be safer out there than here!" Nancy left the room to go to the bedroom to call 911. She told them she wanted to go home to her father who had custody of her, and her mother was drunk and they were arguing too much and would not let her leave. Patty headed for the door, and Jake stopped her. She told him, "Don't you ever touch me with those filthy hands." They argued back and forth for a few minutes. Then Carol got into it, and there was screaming as the alarm system went off as the police came up the stairs from the 911 call Nancy made. Jake got his gun off the shelf saying, "I'll take care of him this time for good," thinking it was Carol's husband. The police identified themselves, and then came in to the room. Nancy joined Patty and they started to let the tears loose. Jake said, "What the fuck are you cops doing here, get out." Just then, Patty said, "Better do what he says, he has a gun and he will use it." It was a blur, and they had Jake down, and cuffed and took the gun away from him. They ran the gun and it was stolen. Cops asked Patty what she wanted, and she said she wanted to go home to her dad. Carol said, "I will drive you home." And Patty said, "No Mom, you're too drunk, I don't want you to get a ticket." The cop said, "I can smell the booze on you lady, and the guy is drunk, with a weapon, and a stolen one at that. We will call the husband to come over and pick the kids up." "Where do you work lady, for the report?" "At the nude review." "We been after them for prostitution, are you one of the call girls?" "No." "Well, we will get you in time, if you are one. Let's see some ID, have you ever been picked up for prostitution?" "No, my husband is an engineer at the research lab." "Mom, tell the truth, and they will go easy on you. Dad is not with you any more, remember?" "Have you ever been picked up by the police, lady?" "No I'm not like that." "Whatever you say lady, but do you mind putting on some decent clothes and buttoning them too? Are you having sex in front of the minors?" That was all of the tape, as it ran out. I got there as they were putting Jake in the paddy wagon, and it drove off. The cop brought the kids down and off we went to our house with the kids singing songs all the way. When we got there, they played the tape for me. I told them, "I'm never going to piss you guys off." I praised the kids on what a fine job they did. I made them breakfast and the kids went to bed to catch up on the sleep that they missed. I cleaned up, read the paper, and then listened to the tape again. It was seven when Carol pulled into the driveway. I shut off the tape, and woke up the kids, as they wanted to be up when she came. I watched as she came in. She didn't look like the sexy chick that left the house a few months ago. Carol sat at the kitchen table with the girls, while I handed her a cup of coffee. She said, "Boy, do I need this." Patty said, "Mom, should you be driving? Are you sober enough to drive?" "Ken, can't you send the kids to their room?" Carol said. "It's not the way I do things in this house," I replied. "Patty are you sure you want to stay with your father, rather than with me." "I'm sure Mom, I just can't get along with your friends you go to breakfast with, like the prostitutes at the strip bar. And I don't like Jake at all. I can't sleep with you guys coming in all kinds of hours and making out in front of us. I don't want Jake walking around with his penis out. No Mom, I'll stay with Dad. I'm sure Dad would take his girls into the bedroom for sex with the door closed, and not in plain sight." "Well, I think you're going to have to live with me, girl, and there is no way for you to get out of it." Patty said, "Well, I think you have another guess coming then Mom, because there is no way Dad will let me go back with you." Carol said, "I guess I should get my things and move back then, because I'm not going to be without you two, or should I say three, Nancy?" Nancy popped out with; "Did any one ask Mr. Sisto if he was taking in boarders?" "Sure, we have a spare bedroom with just a sewing machine and a bed taking up the space. Shit, the price would be just right, too. Of course, you must have references, and there are no male guests allowed," I said. "Not right now, I don't think I have that many friends." "Dad will do it on my say so, don't worry Mom, let's go get your stuff," said Patty. They went to the apartment to get her things and made three trips. When they came back, I had the spare room made up. She had no choice but to put her things in there. I told her, "There is a bathroom down the hall, which you will share with Patty." She said, "That's ok, Patty is my favorite," and they hugged and cried. The three girls worked in her room; I relaxed on the computer. It was hard to do the typing with just one hand. At ten, after Patty went to bed, Carol came in and sat on the couch.