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It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 01

By: bucksilver



Mike Morgan grabbed his topcoat and brief case. He slipped on his coat, realizing that it was still a very chilly Tuesday after Thanksgiving in their little city not far from Fort Dodge, Iowa, "Liz?" he asked as he bent down to pick up his briefcase.

"Yes sir." his secretary replied.

"My wife was in an auto accident on her way home yesterday afternoon."

"Oh? She's not hurt, is she?"

"Nah, just really shook up. Some guy ran a red light and caught her on the passenger side, right at the door. The car didn't fair so well. I think the insurance company will total it. Anyway, I've got to pick her up and take her over to get a rental car." 

"OK, Mister Morgan. Tell her I am very sorry to hear about her accident and I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"I'll be sure to tell her, Liz. Thank you and yeah, I'll see you in the morning."

About ten minutes away from his wife's office, Mike gave her a call. She told him that it would be another half hour maybe forty five minutes before she could leave. He decided to waste the time in the little coffee house/bar off the lobby of her building. Parking his car in the building's parking garage, he grabbed a copy of the local newspaper at the newsstand in the lobby. He found a table at the end of the bar and ordered a bottle of Dutch beer.

Reaching around his newspaper for the bottle of beer, Mike noticed that two men had sat down at the bar near his table. He recognized one of them as David Cohen, his wife Debra's immediate supervisor and the company's Chief Financial Officer. Mike had met the guy about five years prior, but thought he should introduce himself. Before he could fold his newspaper and raise from his seat the two men began talking about the coming company Christmas party and a woman they were going to have sex with during the party. The younger man that Mike did not recognize asked, "You sure she will be there and go through with it?"

David replied, "She seemed to like the fucking we gave her at the company's picnic last summer. So yeah, I think she'll be there. But, I'll tell you what I told Keith. If something goes wrong and Debbie leaves the company.., we are in deep shit. I don't know if I can do my job without her. She has hands on control of all the funds that come and go in this company. I'd be heard pressed to get out the statements and governments reports that are due early in the year without her. In fact, I really think we should get one of the other women, or just not do it."

Mike sat back in his seat, unfolded his newspaper, brought it back up, grabbed his beer and sat back to listen to the men talk. Their drinks were served and the younger man picked up his glass. Before he took a drink, he said, "Ah, don't worry about it, David. Keith says he has it all under control. That we'll each get her twice this time and it should be an all round good fuck. But ah, I don't know what it is about Debbie, she not good lookin' or bad lookin'. Doesn't have that great a body. But ah, she just really fits that term going around, MILF, mom I'd like ta fuck. I mean, she just personifies it..."

"Yeah Dan, I know what you mean. But, if I lose her over this, shit, I don't know if I want ta work here anymore."

"Yeah well David, you know you want to fuck her as much as we do. You're the one that set her up at the picnic."

"Yeah and that wasn't easy either. I had to get her almost falling down drunk. Annd, her husband wasn't there. She says he'll most likely be at the Christmas party. But Dan, I gotta tellya this, the next day I had a lot of second thoughts about what I did at that picnic. So, with her husband at the party, well, I just think we are asking for trouble."

Dan took a long draw on his drink, then asked , "What does he do, anyway?" 

"I don't know. I think he works at some factory here in town. I don't know what they make." 

Mike had heard enough. Dressed in his usual work clothes of a suit and tie, he certainly did not look like a factory worker. He glanced at his watch and realized that it had been thirty five minutes since he had talked to his wife. He finished his beer, folded his newspaper, tucked it under his arm and left the bar. As he expected, his departure went totally unnoticed by the two men, who continued their conversation about the coming company Christmas party. Mike walked toward the elevators, thinking about what he was going to do his newly acquired bit of intelligence.

Debbie Morgan walked out of the elevator and into the arms of her husband, Mike. They kissed, then with one arm around each other, turned toward the doors to the parking garage. She purred, "Thank you honey for bringing me in this morning and picking me up to go and get the rental car."

Mike smiled and drew her a little closer, "That's because I love my wife."

"And, I really truly love my husband."

As they approached his car, Mike asked, "Is your company Christmas party still this Saturday night? Because if it is, I'll definitely be able to go with you." He withdrew his arm from around Debbie to open the door for her. Turning to face her as he unlocked the door, he noticed that she was still smiling, but it was pensive. He knew his wife well enough to know that look. She was the one who usually had it all under control, all together. But, that look told him that as far as this particular party was concerned, she didn't have it at all together and did not know what she was going to do. He did not know if she was aware of exactly what the executives wanted her to do. However, that look told him that she had some idea of their plans.

As she slipped into the passenger seat, she said, "Yes Mike, it's still on. This will be the first company party that you have attended in a long, long time. It'll be fun. I'll get to show off my oh so handsome husband."

"Good recovery, Deb, very good." he thought as he walked around to the driver's side of the car.

Mike waited until Debbie was in her rental car and ready to go home. He gave her a kiss and said, "See ya at home." As he watched her drive off, he thought, "Gawd, I love that woman, great mother, fantastic wife. I am sure not going to give her up. But, if she goes through with this, I gotta have a plan that will one, make her feel the hurt I do right now. Two, it has to have enough discipline that will convince her not to even consider anything like ever this again. Someone else has had their cock in my wife and I don't like it one bit, it hurts. They will suffer, too." 

Taking a long way home to think, Mike thought back on how he met his wife. He was a senior in college and was dating Debbie's sister, Lois. When Lois's parents dropped by for a visit she wanted Mike to meet them. The parents had brought their younger daughter, Debra, They had a brother who was attending a college in the northeast.

Lois was a very pretty coed. Standing five foot nine, she had a 36D-24-36 hour glass figure. A vivacious girl, she was a member of the most popular sorority on campus. Mike was the type of college guy that liked big tits, round asses on girls that fucked like a rabbit. Lois was all that and more. Debbie was not at all like that and was never going to be all that. With one exception, since he popped her cherry, the very experienced Mike found her to be fantastic in bed. Sex was as good as it gets and fulfilling for both. Which was a major reason why he could not under stand the "why" of what he heard.

Debbie would never have anything close to the hour glass figure of her sister. She graduated from high school at five foot six, with a thirty four inch chest, bra not needed, thirty five inch waist and thirty eight inch hips and ass. It would not be until her third child that she would even come close to filling a Cee cup bra. But, it was not a great body and pretty face that caused Mike to fall in love with her. Debbie was strong but gentle and smart in a common sense manner. Put a dollar sign in front of a set of numbers and she became a math whiz. Mike had fallen in love with the woman under the mantle of mousy brown hair and behind those sparkling hazel eyes. As a senior in high school, he found her more mature than most of the college girls that he knew. A farm girl look mostly likely because she grew up on one of the largest family farms in Nebraska. Everything he had heard from David and Dan was so out of character for Debbie that Mike had to wonder what brought it all about. Married in the April after Debbie's graduation from high school and Mikes graduation from college, he thought that they still loved one another and had a great sex life. He could not help but ask himself, "Was it something I did, or didn't do?"

Turning onto their street, he thought, "Well, I'll haveta determine that later. Right now, I don't have much time. I need to get a plan into action beginning tomorrow." There was one fact that Mike realized and had been reminded of through out their marriage. For some unexplainable reason, Debbie always had sex appeal. It was not only one or two men and a couple of women that had tried to get into her pants. But, it was always discussed between them when it was discovered. Why not this time? Was it because these guys had actually succeeded? And, that she was ashamed of it? Or, did it excite her?" He pulled into the driveway, clicked the garage door open, parked his car and grabbed his brief case. Then prepared to enter the house as if he knew nothing of what was planned for the coming Saturday night.

With the kids in bed, Debbie came into the family room to find Mike in deep thought, not watching, just looking at the T.V. She turned it off, then in an ever so sexy manner, walked over to him, held out her hand and said, "My period ended day before yesterday and I wanta play." He stood up and she led him down the hall to the double doors of their master bedroom.

Mike lay in bed with his wife cuddled up close as she could to him. As she slept, he stared at the ceiling, in deep thought. It was not unusual for her to want to get it on shortly before and after her period. However, usually they did it once, both getting it off. Then they cleaned up and went to bed, to sleep. Tonight, they had done it three times, with her sucking his cock up and ready all three times. She had never really liked sucking cock until.., suddenly, last summer. Wanting to keep at least three years between their children and not wanting to go on the pill, they had developed a sexual routine after the birth of their third child. With Tim's sixth birthday coming up in February, Mike realized that their routine had become a rut. Would that emerge as a contributing factor, here? He didn't have an answer to that question, right now. But, he would find the answers to all his questions, sooner or later. Early in their marriage, they had discussed having four, maybe five children. Maybe it was time to have another, or two. Actually it was past time. If he put together a plan just right, he could catch her at the top of her menstrual cycle. With twins on both sides of their families, maybe she would get the five children she had often talked about. That train of thought started a plan coming together in his mind. He made a mental note to find out if she had scheduled a D&C (dilation & curettage) for next week. If she had scheduled one, it would tell him that she was mostly going to go through with it. That these jerks didn't care enough about her to wear condoms.

The Morgan family, as usual for a week day morning, scattered. The kids of to their school bus, Mike and Debbie off to work. They lived in an upscale neighborhood, in a very spacious home. It was quite adequate for an assistant vice president of a security and surveillance manufacture to entertain the representatives of the company's client. Such as major corporations, the CIA, FBI and their new umbrella agency, Homeland Security.

On his way to work, Mike mind began to fill in the details of his plan. It would be bold. But, that is what Tom Collins, the company CEO liked about him. Mike was known for his bold plans that achieved maximum results. He also realized that trying to stop his wife would achieve minimum results. His plan was to make her hurt every bit as much as he did. Then he would draw out of her why she even considered doing something like this and make sure she never did it again. Mike knew one thing for sure, divorce was not an option. Debbie was way to good of a wife and mother to let something like this break them up. Besides, he loved her more than life itself.

"Good morning Mister Morgan." Mike's secretary, Elizabeth Bailey greeted him with a beaming smile. In her late fifties, Liz was a rounded woman of about five four or five. Greying hair cut just below her ears, glasses, she dressed very conservatively. Her official title was Secretary to the Assistant Vice President of Product Development. In realty, Mike was the first to admit that she was more than a secretary, more than an assistant. Liz was his right hand lady. He knew very well that he could not do his job without her.

"Good morning, Liz. How are you this morning?"

"I'm good, sir. How are you?"

Mike stepped over to her desk, "I'm good too, Liz. At least I think I am. Ah Liz? Are you aware that I am on the list to replace our esteemed boss after he retires on New years Eve?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well, I want you to know that Mister Collins has moved me up to the top of the list that he is submitting to the board."

"That's great sir, just great. Who's going to replace you?"

"I don't think you need to be concerned with that. When Mister Collins informed me of his decision to move me to the top of the list, I told him I would take the job on one condition."

"What is that, sir?"

"That you come with me, of course. You and I know very well, that I cannot do that job without you. Liz? I can't even do this job without you."

"Oh! Well, thank you sir, that's great. But, what about Vivian, Mister Stevens secretary?"

"She decided that she does not want to break in another new guy. So, she will announce her retirement at the same time as Charlie Stevens. Anyway, you and Bob, Debbie and I should get together for dinner right after the announcement. Which I think is coming in the next couple of days."

"That would be nice, sir. Thank you. I'll call Bob. My dear hubby will be happy for both of us. Retiring, as far as I'm concerned a person retires when they can't get out of bed in the morning."

"Yeah OK. But, before you call Bob, do me a favor. You still have the number for Debbie's OBGYN, don't you?"

"Yes sir, I do. Debbie and I use the same doctor."

"Good, call them and see if my wife has her D&C scheduled for Monday or Tuesday. I plan to take her out to lunch next week and I don't want to conflict with her appointment.

"Oh, OK sir. I'll be in your office as soon as I know something."

"Thanks Liz. Say hi to Bob for me."

In his office, Mike removed his top coat, sat his briefcase down by his desk and threw himself into his desk chair. "Debbie, my sweet Debbie. What am I going to do with you? At thirty five, it's a little early for mid-life flings! But my dear, I will get to the bottom of the whole thing. I will find out what prompted this. If it is something I did or didn't do, I will make necessary changes..." he said to himself as he opened his computer. He brought up his schedule for the day. Noticing that he had the morning open, he went into his word processing program and open a new file called "Naughty Deb."

Mike had begun to create an outline of his plan when Liz came into his office, "Ten o'clock Monday morning, sir."

"Thank you, Liz. That was quick."

"Ah, sir? Debbie and I have been going to the same doctor for more than eight years. She delivered Timmy. Ah, and Diane's been in the front office as long as I've been going there. So, she knows both of us and our connection. Ah, she made the comment that this is the second D&C for Debbie in less than six months. Is she feeling alright?"

Mike leaned back in his chair, "She hasn't said anything to me, and her monthly cycle seems to happen as it should. But, I wasn't aware of that. I'll asked her tonight. Maybe I'll go with her so we can both talk to the doctor."

"Good idea, sir."

Later that morning, Mike called Tom to see if he could get into talk about the problem with Debbie and show Tom a plan to handle it. Tom's reply was, "Sounds like something we should act on right now. Mike, I'll make some time. Come on up."

Mike uncharacteristically pace around the CEO's office. "Tom? I hate the thought of what's going down here. But damn it, I'm not about to give her up over it... She's been to good a wife, helpmate, mother, and most importantly, Tom, I love her. I know she loves me. But, I do want to teach her a lesson, here. So she will never do anything like this again. Maybe I can learn something from it, too."

Tom looked up from the printed information Mike had given him, "Yeah Mike, Maybe we can both learn something from it all. What ever has snagged Debbie could also catch my wife.. So, it looks like the first bit of information we need here is where they plan to do this to her." Reaching for his phone, Tom found Debbie's office address on the floor plan Mike had provided. When he received an answered to his call, he read off the address into the phone. Then Mike heard him say, "Two bugs in the president's office, one in the CFO's, and one at Missus Morgan's desk. Go in like the phone company, checking their hard lines... Today, during lunch!" Tom listened for awhile, then said, ""Fine, get it up here for me to sign and pick up the floor plan. Listen! Nothing said to anyone else about any of this, understand?" Hanging up the phone, Tom turned to Mike, "That's a guy that I can trust to do what I need done with out question. So, that keeps it between you and I. Mark out Debbie's desk and the two offices we're bugging." As Mike did as Tom asked, Tom said, "I'll bring in Carl from Security once it goes down. He'll clean it up and plug any security breech. Once we know where they are going to do it, we will send in a crew, most likely early Saturday morning, to set up webcams. A website will be built once I sign the work order that is on it's way up here right now. The audio bugs will come through there also." 

"Thanks Tom, an' yes, just between you and I."

"This is the boldest and I might add the riskiest plan you have ever come up with since I've known you. .. You seem to know your wife, always have... But Mike, be very careful. Plans like this can backfire real quick."

"Thanks Tom, and I fully agree. But, I think it is the only way to handle it and expect maximum results."

Mike's break came the next morning when the system picked up keywords he had given it. Opening the website, he went into the audio bug in the office of the president, Keith Cummings. Keith had just dismissed his secretary after she had given the four executive a report on the company's Christmas party and its various preparations. Mike leaned back in his chair, giving them his full attention when he heard Keith say, "Thank you Hilda, you can go now." A pause, a door closes, then he resumed, "Gentlemen, now let's get to the real fun part of Saturday night. We're gonna fuck her in the employee's lunch room. It's far enough away from the party so that no one should wonder in on us. We'll set it up so she can be sucking on one of us while we fuck her, twice each." Keith addressed his CFO, "David? You sure she'll be there and let us do it to her?"

"She'll be there. But, I sure hope nobody finds out. We sure can't afford to lose Debbie. I hate to think of the possibility of trying to run my part of this company without her. And, even more importantly, Rachel would kill me..."

"Ah, don't worry about it Dave." said Randall Stevens, Vice President of Sales and Marketing. "Nobody will find out. That includes her husband... And yeah, all of our wives would kill us."


It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 01



"I'm not worried about the husband as much as I am my wife. " said Dan Haroldson, V.P. Production. "We've only been married for about 18 months. So, if she gets wind of it, I just know that our marriage is history... Nothing better go wrong here..."

Keith was quick to answer Dan, "Nothing will, Dan. Unless of course Debbie or one of us let it get out. What the hell gentlemen, a little strange pussy once and awhile is good for a guy. Especially when ya know it's clean and good quality."

Mike now had his hands behind his head and feet stretched straight out from his chair. He laughed and stated to himself, "It has already gotten out, you jerks. And, yes my wife is good, better than just good, she's top quality. You fools, I'll make sure each of you has hell to pay for your arrogant, adolescent foolishness" Gaining what he needed to know, he closed down the website. He then took a stroll up to Tom's office, thinking, "So that's why Debbie has been giving me some great oral sex, along with everything else. I guess she doesn't want to do anything them that she doesn't do to me." As he neared Tom's office he thought, "It would appear that my dear wife is trying to develop some sort of sexual credit balance." He stuck his head in the door of Tom's office, "Tom? Employee's lunch room."

"Gotcha. Oh and Mike? Come in early tomorrow, say seven and meet me for breakfast at that coffee shop on the corner. We'll tie up all the lose ends. That keeps the risk down low."

"You got it, boss. Seeya in the morning, seven am."

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Two o'clock Saturday morning, when Mike's crew was scheduled to be in Debbie's employer's offices installing the web cams in the lunch room, Mike woke her up by fingering her still wet pussy. He thought it to be only fitting that she get a little more sex from him while the room was being prepared to get her and the four executives on "candid webcam."

A Saturday morning ritual, Debbie began to change the sheets in the master bedroom and her eleven year old daughter Megan, was vacuuming the downstairs. Another Morgan family ritual was the winterizing of the yards on the first Saturday in December, weather permitting. Debbie looked out of the window as she unfolded the bottom sheet. All three of her men were working in the backyard. She stood there for a minute watching them, "God, I love those guys, I sure don't want to hurt them in any way..." She turned back to the bed and her internal debate about the Christmas party resumed. "Maybe I just shouldn't go, it wouldn't bother Mike... But, then I couldn't face them on Monday. Oh, but they want me... All the women in that office and the four top execs want little ol' me.... Mike would kill me if he found out. I should have told him about the picnic and what they did to me. It wasn't my fault, they got me drunk. Mike told me not to go by myself. Oh why wasn't he there? If I had told him, he would be very upset and told me I shouldn't have accepted the second wine cooler. Ohh, what should I do... Does he know? Some times I think he is just like those spooks that have come over here for dinner. All from agencies with three letter names like, CIA, FBI, SEC or IRS. He sure seems to speak their language and some times he seems to think the way they do. He sure can keep a secret, too. If he knows anything, he has mostly likely talked it over with Tom Collins. I'm super had if those two get together on this deal." But, like so many cheaters, it didn't cross her mind how much she had to loose of this little fling, or how much hurt it could cause those she loved the most. "Wasn't it just sex?"

As Debbie was in the shower, Mike paid for the pizza. Supper for the kids. Their parents would eat at the party's buffet. As the kids dug into the pizza, Mike took the opportunity to check out the website and six webcams that had been installed in the employee's lunchroom.. Finding everything in working order, he closed his lap top, put it in the car and went to join his wife in the master bedroom. He would make the final adjustments when he knew they had started doing Debbie.

With only a towel wrapped around her body, Debbie emerged from the bathroom. There she found a nude Mike with fresh underwear in his hand. "Ohh my so sexy wife!" He stepped in front of her and gave a little tug on the towel. It dropped to the floor. "Oh, how nice. How 'bout we get it on. We got the time."

"Mike?!?" pleaded Debbie, as she backed away. "We have a party to go to, an', an' I just got out of the shower..."

Mike moved with her, Then he caught her breasts in the Webb of his hands, "Ah come on sexy. Just a little quickie, then you an' I can get in the shower together."

Debbie relented thinking that if he didn't already know, he might get suspicious and come looking for her. Mike went on to give her something to compare to what she would get later that evening. 

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Mike and Debbie entered the party and were met by Randall, one of the V.P.s, "Hey Debbie, glad you could make it. And, who do we have here?"

Debbie beamed and proudly introduced her husband, "Mister Alston? This is my husband, Michael. Mike this is one of our vice presidents, Randall Alston."

Randy quickly looked Mike over , thinking, "He sure doesn't look like any factory worker to me and that could be trouble." He then thrust out his right hand. "Pleased to meet you Mike. You can call me Randy. Come on, I was on my way to get a drink. You guys can grab one and then join us at our table."

"Yeah, right." Thought Mike. "On your way to get a drink. I know the script. I listened to the audio from your boss's office. It is your job to meet us and make sure Debbie gets the right glass of wine."

About six feet tall, athletic build, Randy was the typical sales manager type. Relatively good looking and a really good gift of gab. As they walked to toward the bar, Mike noticed three people standing at the end where the available beers were displayed. So, he took the opportunity to walk around the end to the back of the bar to check out the beer and watch the bartender prepare Debbie's drink. Just as planned, the bartender reached for one of two glasses that were separated from the others. A clear liquid, most likely vodka, moved around in the bottom of the glass as the bartender brought it closer and added the wine. He then handed the full glass to Debbie.

By the time the three of them had their drinks and were on their way to the table, Debbie had downed half of her glass of spiked wine. As discussed in Keith's office, it would be a round table big enough to seat the four executives, their wives, Mike and Debbie. Randy sat down by his wife and introduced Mike to everybody at the table. Mike found himself seated next to Sharon Cummings, Keith's wife. Her husband was not seated next to her.

They all chatted and laughed quite a bit. Then what seemed like no time at all, the "non-drinker" Debbie was three quarters of the way through her second glass of spiked wine. And, beginning to feel no pain at all.

When Debbie was almost finished with her second drink, it seemed to be a signal for Keith to show up at their table. Mike had asked Sharon where he had gone. She said, "Oh, he said he had something very important to deal with in his office. I thought surely he could put it off until Monday. But no, he had to get into it right now."

Keith stepped up to the table, but remained standing, "Ah, I'm really sorry you guys, but gentlemen? We need to have a short meeting. We have a problem with a large account. So, I would like to discuss it briefly, so we will know how we are going to handle the problem on Monday. Debbie? They owe us quite a bit of money. I'd like you to join us." The wives moaned and groaned. Keith said as the four rose from the table, "The party's young and it should take less than an hour."

"Less than an hour for all of you to fuck my wife, twice? You guys don't last very long, do you? I just haveta think that she is gonna be a little disappointed." Thought Mike as he watched his well lit wife finish her drink and stroll away with the four men. 

About five minutes later, Mike excused himself, saying that Keith reminded him of some he had to check on at work. That he had his lap top in his car. Once in the car, he opened his computer and went to the website. Bracing himself against what he would see, he was still not quite ready for the scene that came up on the first webcam. They had a couch cushion on a table with Mike's wife on her abdomen, legs and arms dangling from either side. Pantie-less, her dress was thrown onto her back. Keith was pounding her pussy with everything he had and David had his cock in Debbie's month. Mike heard Keith roar, "Ah yeah, that's one snug pussy. No doubt about it, Deb. You're one good fuck an' we're gonna get it twice." Unaware that they had planned to take her twice each, Debbie pulled off David's cock and protested. David laughed and said, "Ah come on Deb, once or twice each doesn't make much difference now." With that he shoved his erect cock back in her month and began face fucking her, saying, "We know one thing now Deb, you are one good fuck and a fantastic cock sucker. An' ya don't haveta be that drunk. You've definitely secured your future with this company."

Heart broken, Mike recovered enough to adjust the web cam's zoom. He brought all six in close enough to get every detail. Then watched as David moved to Debbie's pussy and Randy shoved his cock in her month. At this point he realized that he had seen more than he wanted and shut his computer down. On his way back to the party, he thought about his wife. What ever she thought she would get out of this, so far, it didn't seem to be happening for her.

When Mike returned to his seat at the table, only Sharon and Rachel remained. Rachel was a very typical Yiddish mama and it didn't take much time talking to her to realize that she had the wisdom of a Jewish mother. All five of their children out of the house, David and Rachel were "empty nesters." She had a lot of blond hair, large features, big bust, big ass and a hearty laugh. Of the four women, Mike liked Rachel the most. After a minutes of small talk with Mike and Sharon, Rachel ask, "Well Mike, what is it that you do?" 

Mike took a long pull on his beer and said, "I'm the assistant vice president of product development at S&M Manufacturing."

Unaware of Mike's employer, Rachel responded, "Oh, that's nice."

Sharon leaned forward and asked, "You are an executive at the Spook Labs??" Using one of the area's nicknames for Mike's employer.

It took all the self control Mike could muster to sit and talk to these two women. What he wanted to do was go in there and kick the asses of four jerks. Then give his wife's bare butt a good thrashing. But, he knew that would only get him in jail for assault, and spouse abuse. Debra would still get a spanking for her actions tonight. That was part of the plan cast in concrete. He took another pull on his beer, trying desperately to set aside, if only temporarily, what he knew was going on in the lunch room. He knew of men that fantasized about watching their wives get it on with other men. He just wasn't like that. It hurt, and hurt a lot. He also knew men that would simply find a lawyer on Monday and have her served divorce papers on Tuesday. That was not him either, but he would make sure that all five had hell to pay for what they were doing.

Mike clicked back to the conversation at hand, "My immediate boss is retiring, effectively January First. I am at the top of the list to replace him. This time next month, I could be a full vice president."

Sharon was well aware of what it meant to be a vice president at the Spook Labs. Both women looked at him with a bit of surprise. Sharon commented, ""Debbie indicated on her employment app, that she had no college. We just assumed that you didn't either." 

Chuckling, Mike finished his beer. "I met Debbie when she was a senior in high school and I was a senior in college. I majored in Business Admin and minored in Computer Science. I recently received my M.B.A."

Sharon said, shaking her head, "That fits right in with what I am told about the Spook Labs."

Rachel stood up and said, "Mike? Sharon? It looks like you both need fresh drinks. I do too. So, I'll go get them." That left Mike and Sharon the only two people at the table.

Sharon was not what could be called, pretty. However, she had an attractive, practical look about her. Doling out smiles and laughter only when she felt it necessary. Well styled light brown hair, cut just above the shoulders, her clothes and demeanor made it clear that she was well born. Mike had ascertained one fact very early in their conversations.; Sharon was the leader of the executive wives. With her "cut and dried" attitude, Mike realized that he should get her help to make his plan work effectively. He went on to probe Sharon and get a fairly good grasp of what she was all about.

Rachel returned with their drinks and a friend. She sat down at the table and continued the conversation with her friend. 

After taking a drink of his fresh beer, Mike turned to Sharon and asked, "Are you sure they are in a business meeting?"

Sharon took a sip of her drink and replied, "It's been about forty five minutes. But, I can only go by what Keith told us..."

"What if I told you that they are not having a business meeting?"

Sharon sat her drink back down and asked, "Michael? What do you mean by that?"

"Can you get me online around here?" asked Mike with a sly smile.

Sharon looked at him for a few moments. She had known Debbie for quite awhile, but just met Mike. She made a quick decision to trust him, saying, "Sure, grab your beer and follow me." She picked up her drink and turned to one of the doors that led into the offices. She used her own code to open one of the computers and bring it up online. She stood up, turned to Mike and said, "There you go..."

Mike brought up the website and proper page just as Randy was finishing his seconds and Dan was pulling his cock out of Debbie's month. Sharon went into a state of shook. Speechless, her eyes were fixed on the monitor as Dan rammed his cock into Debbie's dripping wet pussy and began to pound away. Moving slowly from cam to cam Mike said, "We've got six webcams in there." Sharon's posture became more rigid as Mike exposed her to the different angles of Dan hard fucking Debbie. The other three men, now fully clothed, coerced Dan on and to finish so they all could get back to the party. Mike looked up at Sharon and asked, "Would you like me to take it back to the beginning so you can watch Keith do her?"

The question brought Sharon out of her state of shook, "Ah what? Ah, no, not right now. Those bastards. She doesn't deserve anything like that. She's a key employee, one of our most trusted. My dad hired Debbie and really likes her. He fire them all if he ever caught wind of this. Damn that son of a bitch, Keith. I don't know what he said to get her to do this, David probably helped. But, oh Mike, I know Debbie... Don't be to hard on her... I'm sure they conned her into this, some how. I know it must be just breaking your heart, it's breaking mine... Ah, but, I just know that it's those four assholes who put her up to doing this. Gawd, I'm so very sorry, Mike..."

Mike closed down the computer. Standing up, he said, "Sharon? I have a plan..."

"Oh, I'm sure you do, Michael. Or, you would have been in there breaking it up a long time ago and hurting some people. Or better, not even allowing her to get near this place, tonight."

They stepped out into the hall leading back to the party. Mike said, "OK Sharon, this has been the first phase of my plan. The second phase goes like this. I would like you to get the other three wives together. I want to show all five how much it hurts. I want to have sex with as many of the four of you that will let me..." He paused to wait for a response from her.

Sharon's head snapped around to look at Mike. Then after a few moments, she gazed down the hall she finished her drink and turned back toward him. "Yeah, I'm up for that.. Show that dumbass bastard just how much it hurts, Annd, get some revenge. When do you wanta get together?"

"Tomorrow. Do the guys still play golf on Sundays?"

"Yeah, tomorrow is their last time until late April early May. It is suppose to be sixty degrees and clear tomorrow. Say ten thirty to eleven, my house?" Sharon stepped back into the office to grab a pen and note pad. After writing her address and gate code on the pad and handing the slip of paper to him, she said, "I'll have a brunch ready. Ah, Mike? I can tell you right now that Janet will go right to divorce. She won't be interested in revenge or anything like that."

Mike tore of the top piece of paper on the pad and handed the pad back to Sharon, "Yeah, I think you are right about her."

Then Sharon said thoughtfully, "Rachel will go along with your plan. I would be surprised if she didn't. We do a lot of couples things with them since we are both empty nesters. So, she and I have had a lot of time to talk and gotten to know each other very well. Now Gina? I can't really say. They have two small children. Good chance she will go along with you to teach him a lesson. We'll see..."

"OK, ten thirty to eleven. I'll put it on a DVD and condense it down to about a half hour. Anyway, we had better get back before our loving spouses show up."

Mike had just returned after getting a fresh drink for Sharon and himself when the five returned to the party. Mike and Sharon watched Debbie as she crossed the room. Sharon commented, "She can hardy walk."

"Mike responded with "She moves like she's drunk, totally fucked, or both."

Sharon laughed heartily and Mike joined her. Then she said, "We shouldn't laugh. But, with what we know, I can't help it. Especially the way you put it."

When Debbie arrived at the table, Sharon was still laughing. Debbie said, "Hi honey. We weren't gone that long, were we? What's so funny?" Sounding like a little girl that thought she was getting away with something.

Sharon composed herself, "Oh Debbie, your husband just told me a funny story about one of his spook customers."

Debbie took a seat and with a little slur to her voice, said, "Oh OK, he has a lot of those."

Mike stood up. "Come on Deb. The band has been here for about a half hour and their really warmed up. Let's dance."

Sharon covered her month to suppress a giggle as Debbie moaned, "Not right now, Honey, please?"

"Ah come on, Debbie." Mike pushed, knowing that all she wanted to do right then was to sit down for awhile and have another drink. Her husband was not about to let her do that. "Come on Deb. We both have been sitting around for more than an hour. This will loosen us up some. A couple of dances and I'll get you another drink. Then you can mingle."

About ten thirty, Debbie had wound down and began to doze off. So, Mike gathered up her purse and coat. He then said their "good nights" and took his very drunk, totally fucked wife home. Once he brought her into their bedroom, he undressed her. When he had her down to just panties, she giggled and said, again in a little girls tone, "Mikey? I gotta go pee..." The guilty look in her eyes, her tone of voice and the four bottles of beer he had that evening served to soften his heart. He gave her a little kiss and said, "Yeah, I'll bet you do. With what all you've had tonight, I'll just bet you do!" He took her by the hand and led her into the bathroom thinking, "Yeah, I'll bet you need a toilet, most likely already been there done that a few times. Four glasses of wine, two shots of vodka and fucked eight times, yeah, I can believe it. Maybe you should douche too." While Debbie was on the toilet, first on her knees in front of it dumping everything she had eaten, then sitting on it, Mike started the shower. He sat her douche bag on a shelf by the shower faucets. Now that she had her clothes off, she began to smell poignantly like a whore house.




It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 01



Showered, drained, a douche, Debbie shuffled out of the bathroom. Collapsing onto the bed, she cuddled up close to her husband and went fast asleep. Leaving him staring at the ceiling, wondering if letting her do what she did tonight was the right thing to do. Also, wondering if what he had planned in the early part of the following week would serve to offset what she had done. Or, leave some nasty scares on their marriage and possibly some hurts that would not heal.



It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 02



Mike pulled into the long circular drive at the Cummings residence, noticing three cars parked ahead of him. As he emerged from his car he thought, "Humm, all the ladies must already be here." Glancing at his watch as he walked up to the front door, it was ten forty. As he neared the front door, Sharon swung it open and announced, "Our guest of honor has arrived. A little after ten thirty, not quite eleven, you're right on time." Stepping aside to let him in, she continued, "The gangs all here waiting for you and that DVD . They are all down in the family room."

As the scenes on the DVD unfolded, Sharon, knowing fairly well what she was going to see, stood with arms crossed over her chest. She watched as her husband pounded Debbie's pussy. As David took his turn, Rachel went into a state of shock., eyes glued to the big screen T.V. When Randy took his turn on Debbie, her pussy was so sloppy that the slap of his hips on her butt resonated through out the room. Gina began to sob. After Dan, Debbie was allowed to go into the bathroom, drain and clean her self for the second round.

Watching Dan sent Janet's face into her hands. As tears rolled down her cheeks, she sat up and said, in a matter of fact tone, "He has broken our marriage bonds, our sacred oath. I am not his wife any more. He is not my husband...." She reached into her purse and withdrew her cell phone. "My brother is an attorney. I might as well get him started..."

Mike placed a hand on Janet's shoulder saying as sympathetic and gently as he could, "It hurts, I know, it hurts like hell. Ah, you do what you feel is necessary. Ah, Janet? Tell your brother that I can get him a copy of this DVD or one only showing Dan's involvement. But, ah, listen, I have this planned to go down Friday evening. So, I'd appreciate it very much if you could avoid tipping Dan off until then. You could have him served Friday when he gets home from work..."

"OK, OK, very well Mike, we can do that... They all should suffer for this."

"Oh, they will Janet, I promise you they will." said Mike with conviction, Then handing her his business card, he said, "Have your brother call me tomorrow. I'll have a copy delivered to his office."

Standing up, Janet took the card from Mike and stuffed it into her purse, "Damn him! I sure did not get married to get divorced!" With that she stomped out while calling her brother.

Mike turned to the other three ladies and asked, "Okay ladies, are you ready for the second part of my plan."

Rachel stood up, "Sharon told me the basics of it... Yeah, I'm in... Hell, you can have me a dozen times if you want. Mike? A good man does not do this to his wife of thirty years. He needs to be hurt like I am hurting now. And Mike, the way he did it to Debbie, well, it's just shameful."

Mike drew out two business cards., "How about ten in the morning on Tuesday?" He wrote the time and day on the back of one card and handed it to her. Handing her the second card and the pen, he said, "Write your address on the back of this one."

As Rachel wrote her address on the back of the card, Gina moaned through her tears, "I agree with Janet, what they have done hear is enough to divorce them. But, but, Oohhh, I love Randy so much. He's a good father and a good provider. But, he hasta know how much it hurts, how much he has hurt me. An', an', lettin' Debbie's husband do me... I ah, well I think it is the only way he'll feel the hurt the way I do right now... Annd, yeah Sharon, I do want some revenge here. I gotta get even! Damn Randy! What the hell were you thinkin'? You dumb ass, don't I give you enough of that?"

Mike handed Gina two cards and the pen, "Wednesday, about ten good for you?"

"Yeah, I guess so. Yeah, that'll work." Gina said in a resigned tone. She completed writing her address on the card and handed back to Mike, tears still rolling down her cheeks.

Mike turned to Sharon, "We still on for tomorrow at ten?"

"You know it. We're right behind David and Rachel with Twenty eight years. That stupid son of a bitch, I could kill him. Why, in God's name, did they pick Debbie? She's more than a key employee. She's critical to the companies everyday functioning. My father hired her and you know, he still thinks a lot of her. My parents still own this company. My dad would fire them all if he ever found out about this. Why didn't the dumb ass's just go out and get some whore?"" 

Mike did not feel that it was the right time and place to tell the ladies that Debbie would turn in her resignation a week from tomorrow. That as per her employment contract, she would use accrued vacation and sick days to make that particular Monday her last day on the job. Mike had arranged with Tom to take off the last two weeks of December. Promising to be back for the New Year's Eve Party. He had phoned Debbie's parents and arranged to bring the family down to Nebraska for Christmas. Debbie would leave her cell phone at home. Was Mike the vindictive type? Not usually. But, then again, he had never had four guys fuck his wife before, either. Also, he fully recognized the time of year and that Debbie's company ran their books on the calender year. For Debbie to walk out now would cause a multitude of problems for the company. However, they would not be his, nor Debbie's anymore.

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Again, Sharon met Mike at the door before he knocked. As she stepped aside, she said coyly, Ten o'clock, right on time. You are the executive type, aren't you?" The difference from the previous morning was her attire. She wore a shear lacy, floor length, white robe. It appeared to be something that was made to go over a babe doll nightie. However, she was wearing absolutely nothing under it. As she extended her left hand to lead him to the bedroom, Mike noticed something else that was missing. Her hand was devoid of rings. When he mentioned it, she waived her right hand and said, "I don't feel much like that dumb ass's wife right now. Annd Mike, I might not put them back on until he says something about it."

As she led Mike down the hall to her bedroom, she mentioned, "Your man was here this morning right after Keith left for work. He really knew what he was doing and it didn't take long at all. He said that he had installed four web cams. I looked real close in there and I couldn't find any of them. He even told me the angles they would get. I still couldn't find them."

Following Sharon, Mike admired her narrow waist and nicely rounded hips and heart shaped ass. She was a very well proportioned, curvy woman for being in her late forties. "Yes ma'am, he's one of our best. He's gone out with the CIA and Navel Intell as their installer. Very good man, he'll do Rachel and Gina's bedrooms too." Mike commented as his cock twitched, following this sexy woman into her bedroom asking himself, "You jerk, Keith Cummings. You've got it all. Why go after Debbie. Oh well, fucking my wife will cost you and cost you dearly." As they entered the master bedroom he thought, "Annd, I think I am going to enjoy every second of this...Sorry Debbie."

Once in the bedroom, Sharon moved into view of both web cams and turned to face Mike. She then allowed her robe to slip down to her elbows expose a very nice pair of Cee cup or maybe Dee cup breasts with only a slight sag. Wearing nothing under the robe also exposed a minor pouch in her tummy and quite a bush between her legs. Mike quickly removed his sweat shirt, stepped out of his shoes and dropped his sweat pants. Stepping out of his pants to a few inches from her, he ran his fingers up her sides from her hips and said in little over a whisper, "Nice body. Do you work out?"

Sharon gasped at the movement of another man's hands roving slowly up the sides of her body, "Ah, why yes, ah, Oh, ah, Oh! You're making my skin tingle. Ah, about once, Ohhh that feels so good, a week, Oh Ohhh..."

Hands finding her breasts, Mike caught each of them in the web of his hands between his thumbs and forefingers. She gasped again as his fingers wrapped around them with a gentle squeeze. College experiences told him that since they were each more than a handful that they had to be Dee cup. He looked her in the eyes, smiled and said, "Nice set of tits..." Thinking, "I can't let Debbie see this part. It would give her a heart attack, literally. But, I just can't treat this classy lady like her husband treated my wife..."

Sharon gasped and moaned from Mike's grip on her breasts, then said, "Three children gave them the sag."

Mike smiled, "They're beautiful. The sag only shows that they worked well doing what they were made to do."

Sharon cracked a little smile, then said, "Thank you for your kind comments on my body. You have a nice one too. Also Michael, it would appear that you have a very adequate tool down there." She removed his hands from her breast and dropped to her knees. Taking his limp cock in one hand, she said in her "matter of fact" tone, "Time to get it up so we can get on with our purpose of coming together, today."

As Sharon orally worked his cock, Mike threw his head back and moaned, thinking, "Oh my gawd, she's almost as good as Debbie in the cock sucking category."

Bringing Mike up and very hard, Sharon stood up and asked, "How do you want me?"

Mike smiled and said, "That was fantastic. We'll start with you in your back..." He grabbed a pillow and when she was in place on the bed, he said, "Grab your legs behind the knees. Spread them and then pull them toward your chest." He then stuffed the doubled pillow under her hips.

With Sharon in place, Mike wasted no time in slipping his tongue into her hot wet pussy. He had not planned to give her any tongue action. However, after the job she did sucking on his cock, he felt that she deserved it. Facing one of the web cams, she stated in her "matter of fact" tone, "Keith? Take careful note of what Mike is doing here. Oh, Ohhh, it feels so good. Oh, Oh yes, you better pay close attention, now. Oh, Oh yes Michael!! Oh yes... Because Keith, this is what I want from now on, if ahh yes, yes, if you want to stay married to meeee..!"

Mike rose up just before Sharon went into clitoral orgasm and crawled into a position facing her. Allowing her fingers to guide him into place, he felt his cock meet her pussy lips. So, he thrust into the first strange pussy since he met Debbie. Three strokes later, he had fully penetrated her body. A few minutes of long fast, hard fucking strokes, he had her well on the way to a full blown orgasm. As it peaked, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, began moaning and thrust her hips up to meet his down stroke. As she came down off her sexual high, he rolled them over, smiled and said, "OK cowgirl, ride that cock to another high. Get us both off... Yeah, ride that cock..."

Sharon began moving up and down on him, declaring, "Mike?? I've ah, we've never done it... Ohh that feels good. Oh, almost too good. " She began moving faster, thrusting one arm into the air over her head and moaning, "Oh yeah, it's good, so goood. Oh yeah Mike, we've never done it like this.... Oh yeah, giddy up cowboy..." This was the action he had given Debbie on their wedding night. It was going to break her heart to watch this part. Again, he hoped he wasn't over doing it.

After their second session, Sharon returned from the bathroom and said, "Ya know? Some at the company think that they did Debbie at the picnic last summer. Would you like to go once more to really get even?"

Back into his sweats and pulling his shoes on, "I don't want to over do it, Sharon. I could stop right here and get my point across to Debbie. But, I'll go through with our plans..." He looked at her and said with a smile, "For the husband's sake."

Sharon laughed, "Oh, of course. You are doing this for our loving husband's benefit." Still smiling, she said, "You were fantastic, best time I've had in a long time. I really think I'll benefit in the long run if that dumb shit husband of mine will take it as a training exercise and learns something about his wife's wants and desires."

He stepped up in front of her and ran the fingers of one hand up the side of her face into her hair. "I really hope he does, I really do... But, something I do know for sure. You my lady are one super sexual partner. I didn't factor in my own enjoyment in the my plans. So, it came as sort of icing on the cake."

"Well thank you, Mister Morgan. I'm sure you will also enjoy Rachel and Gina."

After a shower and changing into work clothes in the executive rest rooms, Mike rode the elevator to the top floor. Waiving at Tom's secretary as he passed by, he stuck his head and shoulder into Tom's office. Tom was on the phone. He placed his finger over the month piece and looked at Mike. Holding up one finger, Mike said, "One down!" Then holding up two fingers, said, "Two ta go." Tom smiled, gave Mike an "OK" sign with his fingers and went back to his phone conversation.

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Pulling up to the front of the gated community, Mike entered the code given him by Rachel. The gates magically opened and following her directions, he proceeded to the Cohen residence. Appearing slightly smaller than the Cummings residence, it still had to be at least four thousand square feet. Like the Cummings, they had a long, sweeping circular driveway. Like the day before, he parked his car in a less than obvious parking spot. Walking up the path to the large double doors, like Sharon, Rachel opened one of the doors before Mike had a chance to ring the door bell. Also, like Sharon, she met him at the door in only a robe. It was floor length and lacy. However, it was not shear. He would not realize that she was nude under it until they were in the bedroom where she allowed the robe to slip off her shoulders, onto the floor.

A bit more of a tummy than Sharon, at fifty one years old, Rachel still had her hour glass figure. Working out with Sharon once a week, she had maintained a forty inch hips including a very nice ass and thirty inch waist. But, it was not until the robe hit the floor that Mike found himself staring at the biggest, most beautiful set of breasts he had ever seen that up close and personnel. When he had pulled off his sweat shirt she had moved close enough to him so they were totally within his reach.

Mike slipped off his sweat pants and shoes. Standing not a foot away from her, he whispered, "Rachel? Those are one really nice set of tits...Just beautiful..."

Rachel smiled, "Thank you, David likes them too. They serviced our four children quite well. Now they are just male play things. Mike? Call me Shelly. That's what everybody close calls me. After today, I will always consider you as close as anybody I know. Now big boy, get a grip on these monsters, and have some fun. They are yours for the rest of the morning."

"OK Ra.., ah Shelly. You don't have to ask twice." said Mike as he gripped each of her breasts. Moaning as Mike manhandled her massive breasts, Shelly said "Mike? OH, Umm. Sharon told me about the oral stimulation she gave you. Ah, I don't do that. I have never done that and umm I don't intend to ever do that to any man."

Still squeezing her breast, Mike smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. I'll get you on the bed and see if you are ready. If not, I have a tongue and fingers that will fix that problem very quickly. By that time I will be up and ready, too." 

Mike was up already from playing with her breasts. So, as soon as his tongue an fingers had worked their magic on her pussy he wasted no time in sinking his cock into the hilt. Due to her ample derriere, Shelly didn't need a pillow. Meaty legs spread wide, her pussy was very accessible. He found it snug, fitting his cock very well. Also, he found her body to be very comfortable. So, he took his time and enjoyed it. As he gently stroked the CFO's wife, she gripped the sheet and went into a calm, gentle "Oh yes" type orgasm. Again like Sharon, he rolled them over and said, "Now, we're gonna have some real action." After a few minutes of riding up and down on his cock, Shelly began to get into it. He prodded her on with, "Comeon Shelly, ride that cock. Like a cowgirl, ride it, ride it hard."

"OH, Ohhh, Here it comes, Oh yesss.." squealed Shelly as her breast bounced around on her chest."Oh yess Michael, I can feel it everywhere. Oh yeah, even at the ends of my fingers, Oh yeah, and toes." He took a grip of both breasts and squeezed. She shouted, "Oh yeah, Michael, manhandle those monsters.. Enjoy..." She increased her speed riding up and down on his cock, then squealed as she went into the wildest orgasm of her life, "Oh Michael, it feels so good, damn, it feels good..."

As her wild orgasm subsided, he roll her over on to her right side. He then took a position behind her, also on his right side. Slipping his right arm over her right shoulder and under her right breast, he firmly gripped her left breast. He used his left hand to guide his cock to the opening of her now very wet and hot pussy. He then grabbed her left leg and lifted it. Then glancing off her G-spot, he thrust his cock deep into her waiting pussy. It did not take long for Shelly to experience a soft, gentle, but very intense orgasm. It reminded her of when she was dating David. They lay on the beach one evening and allowed the tide to rush in over their feet, then over their chest and shoulders, recede, then return. Her right breast caught in the crook of his elbow, her left breast firmly in his grip, his left hand firmly gripping her leg and his cock finding her G-shot as it went in and out, prolonged her orgasm and deepened its intensity.

As her orgasm subsided, Mike's cock pulsated and then exploded deep inside her pussy. His hand still gripping her breast, his left hand still holding up her left leg and his receding cock still in her pussy, Shelly point the forefinger of her left hand toward one of the web cams. Still out of breath, she managed to say, "David? I sincerely hope that this hurts you every bit as much as you have hurt me. Annd, my loving husband of thirty years, you have just had a demonstration of how I want it for now on!!!" Once Mike's cock slipped out of her, she rolled over onto her knees and said in a low tone, "Mike? I am going to clean up. When I come back I will then clean you. Then ah, then ah, well, ah, I am going to do something I just told you I would never do to a man. Ah, that was so good I am going to suck that thing up for our next session."

Mike rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling thinking, "I can't help it, I am enjoying this. But, Debbie's going to have a heart attack when she sees it."

Shelly returned with a warm wash cloth and cleaned him. She took his limp cock in one hand and said, "I can do this, I know I can... But, but ah, you'll have to guide me..."

Mike rose up onto his elbows and said calmly, "Well Shelly, you can start by introducing yourself. Then run your tongue around the head to become familiar with my tool."

Shelly chuckled, "Okeh, alright, I can do that.." Holding his cock inches from her month she purred, "Okay well, hello mister ah make me feel so good tool. I'm pleased to meet you. I'm Rachel, but my friends call me Shelly..." With that she ran her tongue around the head, thinking, "This will drive that schmuck husband of mine right up the wall. Make him just a little crazy. I've never done anything like this to him." She looked up at Mike and asked, ""What do I do, now?"

Mike grinned at her. This was an unexpected treat. So, he decided that he would go along with it and enjoy. "OK Shelly, take as much as you can into your month, wrap you lips around it and suck on it like a big sucker." She took almost all of the limp member into her month, clamped her lips around it and drew back until only the head was still in her month. She went back down, feeling his velvet rod twitch. "Oh yeah, Shelly. That's good. Its already coming back to life. It must like you." He noticed a smile in her eyes as she quickened her movements up and down on his growing cock. "Ah yess, Shelly.. For you first time at this, you are good. Very good, in fact."




It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 02



When Mike was up and ready, she rose up and said in a clear tone. "Mike? I want you to do me this time just like my husband did your wife. I guess the word here is fuck. Fuck me, Mike. Fuck me hard."

Mike rose his head to look at her. Noticing the determination in her eyes, he said as he sat up, "Ok, get up on the bed, on your hands and knees." When she complied, he said, "Spread your legs a little more." Her pussy still lubricated from the first session, he wasted no time in ramming his cock in hard, up to the hilt.

"Ugh." she grunted. As he began to fuck her with long, hard, fast strokes she squealed, "Yeah Mike. That's it. Fuck this ol' Bronx Yid. Fuck her hard... Ugh, Ugh, yeah fuck that ol' pussy. Fuck it raw." She knew very well that it would really bother her husband to watch what was happening to her and be reminded of where they were both born. He felt that they had risen above that "ghetto" as he called it. He did not even want to acknowledge that they had lived there at all. What she had seen her husband do to Debbie had hurt her deeply. So, Shelly was going to take every whack she could at David. This was certainly turning out to be revenge, sweet, satisfying revenge.

He pounded her pussy for about ten minutes with hard, fast, body shaking strokes before Shelly went into a wild, screaming orgasm. Seconds after it subsided, he went into his climax. It was an unexpected, wild, unique finish for him.

When Mike pulled out of Shelly, she fell forward onto her stomach. He lay down beside her. When she had caught her breath, she looked at him and in little more than a raspy whisper said, "I've ah, wow. I've never had it like that before... I don't know if I ever want it like that again. But, Oh wow, what an orgasm." Then she rose and looked at one of the web cams and said quite audibly, "However David, you putz, I would rather you do me like that than any other female! That includes your subordinates!" Then she rose off the bed, picked up her robe, took Mike by the hand, leading him into the bathroom. She sat down on the toilet to drain and said, "Why don't you take a shower? Do you like bagels and lox?"

Mike smiled and said, "Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do."

Finished on the toilet, she slipped on her robe and said with a big smile, "I'll see ya downstairs."

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Rolling up on the Harrison home, Mike thought, "It's not in a gated community and although rather large, it was not as ostentatious as the Cummings or Cohen residences. There was no long circular driveway. However, it did have an articulately designed and manicured front yard. He walked up to the front door, rang the chimes and waited about thirty seconds before Gina opened the door. She gave him an apprehensive smile and said, "Hi." She then motioned for him to enter, checked to see if any one was watching, closed the door and locked it. Still in the entry, she said, "Michael? I don't know where my mother or father lives. Apparently, I had a brother that went with my father when they were divorced. My mother baled on me when I graduated from high school. Umm, the reason I'm telling you this is because Sharon and Shelly are like a mother and aunt to me. They're right there with my husband and Janet as my best and only friends. Randy's family lives in Virginia... Oh Mike. I just can't believe that he would do what he did to Debbie. Ah, how is she doing anyway? She asked leading him to the bedroom." She they walked down the hall she said, "If Sharon and Shelly would not have gone along with this, I wouldn't either."

Like the two before her, she stepped into the middle of the room and dropped her robe. Gina had a very nicely curved little body, covered by alabaster skin of a mother/housewife that spent most of her time indoors. Aside from a very slight mother's tummy, she appeared tight. Five foot five maybe six, she had "B" cup mother's breasts and what appeared to Mike as a 32 - 22- 34 figure. Including a very nice little ass.

As Mike removed his sweat shirt, the nude Gina stepped up to within a foot of him. Dropped to her knees and pulled his sweat pants down to his ankles. She took his cock in her hand, looked up at him and said, "Shelly told us that you were her first cock sucking experience. Well, that's not me... I've been sucking cocks since I got into high school. I like doing it and it saved my virginity until about a year before I met Randy." With that she buried the full length of his limp cock in her month and began sucking on it like there was no tomorrow.

With Mike up and hard, Gina rose to her feet, cracked a little smile and said, "I want Randy to feel all the hurt I did and I think that this is the only way." Then she said in little over a whisper, "How do you want me?"

With full eye contact, Mike said, "Well, let's start on your back."

"OK, do you want me to use a pillow like Sharon?"

"Yeah, that'll work."

Mike gave Gina quite a bit of tongue on clitoris and fingers in pussy work before he plunged his cock into her. Bringing her close to a clitoral orgasm before penetration. Like Sharon and Shelly, he felt that he needed make up for the fine oral stimulation that the women had given him. 

It took several strokes before Mike was into the hilt, hips slapping against her upper thighs and butt. He could feel her move into the threshold of an orgasm, so he quickened his strokes. Gina was a quiet orgasmic, whispering, "Yesss, Oh yes Mike. Yesss, thank you..." Even after two children, she had a tight little pussy. Making Mike go off in record time. He did not even get a chance to roll her over into another position. As they tried to catch there breath, he rolled of to her side, thinking, "That was short, but I've gotta admit, it was very good."

Once she had recovered, Gina sprang up from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. She returned shortly, washed Mike, then promptly sucked him up and ready for more action. Laying on his back, he said, "Git on it, little girl and take that cock for a ride."

Smiling at him, she said, "Okay, I think I might just take you up on that." Then settling down on his cock, she looked at one of the web cams and in a coy tone, "So Randall? What do you think about you little wifey? Well, my big ol' gander, you fucked Debbie and I think it is only right that your goose gets fucked by her gander. But my dear Randall, like Sharon and Shelly, I really think I am getting the better end of the deal." With that she went on to allow herself a wild, screaming orgasm. When it had subsided, he brought her into a tantric position. Leaning against the headboard, he had her again mount his cock, place the bottoms of her feet together behind him and place one hand on each shoulder. Gina found herself impaled on Mike's cock, unable to move. But, the sensation of his cock totally up inside of her was like nothing she had ever felt before. She began to move slightly back and forth, "Ohhh gawd, Michael. That feels sooo goood. Oh, Oh, here it comes again. Oh yesss.. I love it." Then she screamed "Randy, pay close attention...I just love it, Ohhh yeah."

Driving away from the Harrison home, Mike felt a little guilty about one thing. He had to admit that he enjoyed all three women. But, the real surprise to him was that the one he enjoyed the most was the fifty one year old, Yiddish mama, Rachel Cohen. He could not give himself a good answer, why. However, there was no doubt in his mind that he totally enjoyed all his time with Shelly.



It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 03



About ten o'clock Friday morning Mike received a call at his desk from Tom, "Hey Mike? How's it all working out?"

"Good Tom. Everything is going along as planned and everybody has been so predictable. Even Debbie, she's acting exactly the way I thought she would. They are making it almost too easy?"

"Very good. Great in fact. Like I said in the beginning, you know your wife. Anyway, come on up and give me a detailed report. And Mike? We shut down that sight Wednesday, like you wanted. So, I had the audio from Debbie's desk, the president and CFO's offices sent to another site. All four are gathered in the president's office right now. They should get around to gloating over last Saturday night in a few minutes."

"OK Tom, I have a call into Janet's attorney to verify service to her husband, tonight. I'll call and have their call sent to your office. Be up there in a couple of minutes."

Mike entered Tom's office just as Keith was asking the other three if they knew anything about his wife and Mike leaving the party while they were doing Debbie. Tom looked up from his desk, "Hey Mike, you just missed their morning gloat session. They still think that they pulled it all off right under their wives and your noses. They're even talking about a rerun around Valentine's Day."

"Well boss, they all four have a rude awakening coming this evening. That lawyer was just getting into his office when I called. Dan is set to be served between six and seven this evening. Get this Tom, the lawyer is Janet's brother. He told me that they filed for annulment yesterday. However, get this, Dan is going to be invited over to his parents home on Saturday afternoon. When he gets there he will find his parents and sisters with their husbands. Janet, her parents, brother and sister will also be there. They will all have viewed the video by time he shows up. I'd sure like to be a fly on the wall in that house, tomorrow."

Tom leaned back in his chair and laughed, "Talk about being on the hot seat. He's going to wish he had never even thought about sticking that thing into Debbie. How's she doing?"

"Oh, my sweet Debbie. She's been very affectionate, cooperative and sexy as she can. But Tom? Guilt is eating her alive. I think she knows that I know and that we bugged the whole thing. She just doesn't know when the other shoe will drop and how hard it will fall." They both chuckled, then returned to the conversation between the four executives.

Friday, late afternoon. Debbie hustled around the kitchen preparing Mike's favorite dish, sirloin steak, baked potato, tossed green salad with thousand island dressing. Served with a glass of chilled Cabernet Sauvignon. When Mike's mother dropped by to take the kids until Sunday evening Debbie knew that he was about to deal with her activities last Saturday night. After six days in purgatory, she only hoped that serving him his favorite dish might lessen, if only a little bit, whatever he had planned. Unaware that during that same day, DVD's had been delivered to the three executive's wives. That the shit was about to hit the fan in their households about the same time it would hit the fan for Debbie. Stomach tied up in knots, she had prepared herself just a salad. 

Debbie had just finished setting the table and was lighting the candle when Mike came into the house from the door into the garage.. He immediately commented, "Wow, sure smells good in here." Giving his wife a little kiss "Hello" he asked, "What's the special occasion?"

She gave him that little smile that started his love affair with her and that he found so disarming. Debbie purred, "You mentioned this morning that maybe we should work on another child before ours get much older. Well, an egg came tumbling down as I left work today. I picked up a little test kit on the way home and yeah, it's there."

He acknowledged her comments with a smile. Then, noticing only one steak in the frying pan, he asked, "Where's the second steak?"

"Oh Mikey, I'm not very hungry, right now. I'll just have a salad..."

Mike looked at his wife. Debbie still could not hold eye contact for more than a few seconds. He knew that his loving wife was not stupid. That she was in fact one sharp lady. She had gotten caught up in doing something very stupid. Now, she was trying everything she could think of to minimize the impact of her anticipated discipline. Finishing his meal, Mike pushed back from the table and said, "Deb? That was fantastic. You are an excellent cook. That steak was just like I like it, well done but still juicy. There's not many that can do that." She beamed. Then her husband asked, "Whatcha wearin' under those culottes?"

Debbie blushed, then in a raspy whisper, "Nothing."

Reaching over and hooking his finger into the ring at the top of the zipper, he pulled it down to her waist and said, "No bra!" Then when the zipper hit bottom, he said, "No panties either. You're right about that, nothing under there." He stood up put out his hand and said, "Come with me my darling wife, mother of our children. I have something to show you." As she stood up, he pushed the garment off her shoulders, allowing it to drop to the floor by the table, saying, "You won't need that for awhile."

Mike led his wife into the family room where they had the largest TV they could find mounted on the wall. Making this a very graphic experience for Debbie. The web cams used had only been on the market for about three months. The audio part of them could pick up the proverbial pin drop on the order side of the room. The video, with its zoom qualities on HD big screen TV would make it seem like they were right there in the same room. Where the other couples were watching only the scenes that pertained to them, Debbie would see it all. She would watch forty five minutes of herself getting it twice from four men at six different perspectives. Then watch as her husband did the three wives, twice each from four different perspectives.

Debbie stood in the middle of the room, between Mike and the TV. As he picked up the remote, he motioned toward one of the couches, "Have a seat, my lovely naked lady."

Having a good idea what was coming, Debbie walked to the couch whimpering, "Mikey? I'm ah, I'm sorry..."

He put his finger up to his lips and said "Shhh, set down and just watch..."

Once the TV was on, he brought up the DVD's menu and clicked on section one. The scene opened with Debbie in position and Keith aiming his erected cock at her waiting pussy. An instant later, he slammed it into her. He was followed by Randy shoving his cock into Debbie's month. Eyes glued to the TV screen she gasped at the sight of herself impaled on two strange cocks, "Oh Mikey, I'm so sorry!! I, ah I, ah, I can explain..."

Again, Mike held up his finger by his lips, "Shhh, just watch. I want you to watch and see for your self what has made your husband very angry with you and hurt him very deeply. Also, it has severely challenged my trust in you. But, we will deal with that later." She looked at him with horror in her eyes, tears began to flow. She realized that all she could do at that time was to watch as the four men treated her like a whore.

Except for Debbie's sobs, husband and wife sat in silence for the remaining part of section one. Mike clicked back to the DVD menu. She broke the silence with again trying to apologize. In a whimpering small voice she said, "Mike? I'm so very sorry... But, but, I can explain..."

Mike stood up and raised his voice a bit, "Explain what?!? That you did something very stupid, well beyond simply naughty? Something that threatens the very foundation of our marriage? That you allowed four men to fuck you like a whore? Knowing full well that it would hurt and anger your husband?!? More than hurt, devastate I think is the word here!"

Eyes cast down, shuffling her feet, she ask in a contrite tone, "Mikey? I'm sorry... Are you gonna divorce me?" Now feeling the effects of the reality of it all.

Peeling off his clothes, he exclaimed, "Some say I should. But, no babe, not a chance of that. For one, I love my wife. Two, up to now she has been an exceptional wife. Three, she is a fantastic mother. So, I would not do anything like that to her or our children. However, my dear wife, before the evening is over you will feel some discipline. More importantly, you will soon know in your heart, just how very deeply you have hurt your husband." Now naked like her, he said, "I called your father..." She gasp, realizing that her husband and her father had become very close friends. They were close even before she and Mike were married. He continued, "I didn't tell him exactly what you did. Just that it was bad enough to destroy our marriage, if we let it."

Mike walked over to the fireplace mantle. She gasp again and froze, remembering that when they were kids and did something very bad, they caught a ping pong paddle on a bare butt. When he turned toward her, that is exactly what he had in his hand. He laid the paddle on the coffee table and said, "Hank told me that he used one of these for something of this magnitude. One swat for each infraction, on a bare butt."

Remembering very well how bad one or two swats hurt, she jumped up and whined, "No Mikeee, please." She grabbed her bare behind with both hands, "Not that, please, can't we work this out some other way. I'll never do it again, never, ever again, I, I ah I promise, pleeease?"

He motion for her to come closer. When she was in front of him, he pushed her to her knees and said, "First, your husband is going to show you that he can fuck his wife like a whore, too." Like a sledge hammer, his words slammed into her very being. Her head snapped up and her wide eyes met his angry glare. He demanded, "Get it all in your mouth and suck it up, just like you did for them!"

She took his cock in one hand and whined, "Mikeee? I'm so very sorry..."

In a tone Debbie had never heard from him, he said firmly, "No words, just action. Suck it up, hard and ready. I know from personal experience and watching you in action that you do are an expert at that. So, get to it."

Debbie realized that it would be best if she just did as she was told. So, she went on to do the best job she had ever done for him. When she had it up and ready, he placed both of his hands behind her head and shoved his cock in balls deep, down her throat. When he released her, she sat back on her feet, choking and gasping for air.

Again, in a stern tone, he commanded her , "On your feet!" He led her over to the back of one of the couches. "Keep your arms out straight and lean over, grab the back of the couch." After she had obeyed him, he commanded, "Spread your legs!" With her legs spread, he thrust two fingers into her pussy. "Already wet. I guess I could make something of that. But, it's best we don't go there..." With that he slammed his cock into her waiting pussy, balls deep on the first stroke. Gripping her shoulders, he went on to pound her pussy, mercilessly. She grunted each time his hips met her upper thighs and butt, "Ugh, Ugh, Mikee?, Ugh, Ugh, I'm so sorreee, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh..." 

Without any regard for her pleasure, he pounded her pussy until he exploded deep within her womb. With an egg in place, he was positive that the impregnation process had begun. Saturday morning there would be a pregnancy test waiting for her on the kitchen table.

Still gripping her shoulders, Mike held his wife firmly against his hips until his ejaculation was complete. He ordered her to lay on the couch facing the ceiling. Thrusting a pillow under her hips, he then stated harshly, "Lay there for awhile and let those critters find the right tube." He sat down by her feet and said, "There will be some rules and conditions set down in lieu of trust. We will start working on them tomorrow right after lunch. Sunday afternoon, we will write your letter of resignation. It will include some points that Tom Collins, Eric Strauser, chief of security and our legal department wants in there. Also Debra, my dear loving wife, I was informed this morning that I have been in fact named to succeed Charlie Stevens as Vice President of Development and Production.

Debbie's eyes widened. She placed a hand over her lips and gave out with a heavy gasp, then said, "Oh Mike, no. Does the board know about me and all of this? That's what we have been working for since you joined S&M. Mike, I'm so sorry."

"Shhh, Relax Debra. The Board doesn't know, but Tom does and I'm sure Cindy does by now. Tom was in it with me from the beginning, Wednesday before the party. He authorized all the installations, sending in our best installers with our most recently developed technology. Your desk, David and Keith's offices are still bugged for audio."

Gasping at his last remark about the audio bugs, Debbie began to chuckle, then laugh, "That phone company guy that came through checking lines.... He wasn't even from our phone company. Oh gawd... I shoulda warned them, I shoulda known you would find out about it.. I'm so sorry husband of mine..."

Looking over her body spread out on the couch, pussy facing the ceiling, Mike said calmly, "Tom and Cindy have invited us over for supper next Wednesday evening. You will prove to them that you have what it takes to be the wife of one of Tom's vice presidents."

Debbie raised up on her elbows, "Mike, no?!? I can't face them right now. I, I ah, I don't have anything to wear. Mike no, please! Not yet, pleease?"

"Tomorrow afternoon we will hit the malls and anywhere else you can think of to find an outfit for you. Something that make you feel food about your self. Something expensive." He stood up, "I gotta take a leak, then we'll begin your discipline." Returning Mike felt that the load he had deposited in his wife had taken effect. So, he picked up the paddle, sat in one of the stools at the breakfast bar and said, "Come here, Debra."

Debbie stood up and started slowly toward her husband, thinking, "Nothing good comes out of it when he calls me Debra." As the naked woman approached him, hands on her butt, eyes on the paddle, she whined, "Mikeee? Please, daddy only gave us on or two..." 

"Come here!" he commanded, pointing to his right side. "Debra?!? I know for a fact that you never did anything of this magnitude in your entire eighteen years of living with your parents." He pulled her down over his lap, arms dangling off his left side, legs dangling off his right side, "You get one swat for every time you let them have your body, including last summer."

Debbie turned her head toward her husband, "That's twel..." Whack, Whack. "OOOOW, OOOOW!!" Whack, Whack, "OOOOW!! OOOOW!! OOOOW!!" The four swats came down on alternating butt cheeks.

Then Mike gave her one on both cheeks. When Debbie stopped screaming, he said calmly, "That's for not telling me about last summer, and the Christmas party."

"Mikey?? I'm so sorry. No more pleease? It hurts!! Oh, it hurts so bad!!" After four more swats, she was screaming, begging him to stop. Admittedly, the next four were about half as hard as the first eight. However, on a raw butt, even a touch would be painful. 

Mike removed his left hand from the small of her back. Tears flowing, Debbie immediately stood up and started dancing around the room screaming, "OOW, OOW, OOW, that hurt, damn that hurt." Then stopping on the other side of the room, she glared at Mike and shouted, "OOOW. Michael? That hurt." Then she touched her butt with both hands. However, that only made it hurt worse. "OOW! It hurts, Mikeee! I'm sorry. I'll never, ever do anything like that again. I promise Mikeee..."

Standing up, watching her, Mike said, "Oh I'm quite positive that you won't. Annd, I'm quite sure that you are now very sorry that you even let it happen. However, I'm not entirely convinced that you are sorry that you let it happen, or that you got caught." Mike motioned toward the end of the couch, facing the TV. "Come here. I know you can't sit down. So, stand here next to the couch and face the TV." He opened the menu and clicked on the DVD's second section. "Now, my loving wife, you will find out just how much of a heartache you've given me." The scene opened with Sharon raising from sucking on Mike's cock. It went onto Mike eating her pussy, then ramming his cock in to the hilt.

Debbie gasped in horror at what she was watching. Things became even worse when Sharon made it clear that she was beginning to enjoy what Mike was doing to her. "Nooo!! Michael, nooo! Oh my gawd, you didn't!!" screamed Debbie. Then Sharon went into an orgasm. Debbie dropped to her knees, sat back on her feet, buried her face in her hands, then began to sob and wail, Then she screamed at him, "No, no you didn't Mike. Pleease Mike, no..."

Mike was thinking that it was good that they didn't have any close neighbors because, if they did the cops would have been here long ago. Then, he looked over at her and said, "Oh come on, Deb! I watched you get fucked eight times. It hurt like hell, but I still watched the whole thing. So, come on, buck up."

Debbie looked up again just in time to watch Sharon get it off in the "cowgirl" position. She recognized immediately that it was the same action as their wedding night when she gave her virginity up to Mike and many times since. In addition to that, Debbie realized that she had driven her husband to do what he was doing to Sharon. Sending her into another fit of sobbing and wailing. 

Looking up at the TV in time to watch Shelly drop her robe and invite Mike to use her massive breast, Debbie again gasped in horror. As Mike grasp Shelly's breasts and complimented her on their size and shape, Debbie wailed, "Oh my gawd, not Shelly, too..."

"Just like Sharon, I took Shelly and Gina, too, twice each. Janet watched the video of the five of you and went right to divorce. All three offered one more round for the picnic. But, I didn't think it would be necessary. What do you think, Deb?"

"It hurts, Mikey, it's breaking my heart, an' an', Oh Mikey!!! I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. We shouldn't have gone to the party..."

"I don't think for a second that it is all your fault, Debra. If you wouldn't have gone to the party, those four asses would plan another, or just did you right there in the office."

"Yes my husband, you are probably right about that..." Just then Mike penetrated Shelly and Debbie buried her face back into her hands. Where she continued to scream, sob and wail. She looked back at the screen when Shelly told Mike that she would suck him up for the next session. Debbie remembered a conversation between herself, Shelly, Sharon and Sharon's mother when Shelly made it clear that she had never performed oral sex. That she planned to die without having that particular experience. Now, Debbie watched as Shelly went down on Mike. She sat back on her feet in shock when she heard Shelly ask Mike to do her like David did Debbie at the Christmas party. 

Watching the sessions with Gina sent Debbie almost into catatonic shock. Mike knelt down next to his wife, "You alright Deb? Your not going to faint on me, are you?" He brought her head down to her knees, held it there for awhile, then brought it back up.

Arms dangling at her sides, barely coherent, Debbie stared at the TV "I, I ah, ah, ah... I ah, I don't know what I expected to get out of that. But ah, it was more than what they did to me." Then in a total whine, "All I got out of it was a sore vagina. Now, all I have is a sore butt and a shattered heart." She shed more tears, then continued, "Mikeee? You made them enjoy it. They had orgasms like you give me! It's not fair!! I know I deserve everything what I got. But, But, Oh Mikeee... It's just not fair, just not fair..."

"It never is, my love, it never is fair. But, I guess you'll never do anything like that again, will you?" said Mike in a consoling tone.




It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 03



In a little girl tone, she admitted, "Nooo, never, ever... It cost to much, way to much. I hurt, Mikeee, all over. Ohhh Mikeeee? I love you an' an' I'm so sorreee. Now, I know how much it hurts, how much I hurt you. An', an' that hurts, too. Ohhh, my heart hurts worse than my butt!!" With that Mike had to surpress a little smirk. Body aching, butt burning, heart broken, her mind began to clear and focus on the magnitude of what she had done and her husband's actions as a result. She stood up, still watching Mike with Gina. He stood up next to her. She turned to him, wrapped her arms around and asked, "Michael? What do we do to fix it? I mean well, what do you want me to do to repair our marriage? An', an' what do we do to mend our broken hearts?"

Drawing her up onto her tip toes and as close as he could, Mike kissed his now trembling wife. Feeling that her marriage was slipping through her fingers, she clung to him tightly and kissed him back. As they kissed he walked them to an over stuffed chair. He sat down in the chair, breaking their kiss. She went to her knees, still clinging to him as if she were to let go, her marriage would dissolve. He ran his fingers up and down her back and into her hair. Then in a tone more like her loving husband, he said, "As I told you earlier my dear Debra, I love you way to much to ever let you go. But, listen to me carefully, I will not tolerate that kind of behavior from my wife, ever again. Nor do I expect our children to tolerate that kind of behavior from their mother. To include the child I'm sure I have planted in you, tonight. We have done a very good job of keeping this whole mess from the children. However, if it ever happens again, they will know. I'll make sure they do know all the facts. It is not to ever happen again..."

Debbie's head laying on Mikes chest, she immediately rose up on her elbows, "It won't, It won't, I promise, Oh Mikey, I promise it will never ever happen again, or nothing like it!! Ah, Michael?" The promises came in the matter of fact, you can bank on it tone of his wife. The question came in the tone of a pleading little girl. She continued in the same tone, "Ah, can... Can you forgive me? Pleeease..?"

Mike looked into the pleading, defeated eyes of his wife, "Yes my dear Debra, I forgive you for what you have done. I forgive you for not telling me about the picnic. Also, I forgive you for going to the party knowing that I was onto you."

Thank you, my loving husband..." Butt still buning and aching, heart still in pieces, Debbie laid head head back down on his chest. Finding quite a bit of comfort, redemption and security in his words of forgiveness. 

Running his fingers up and down her back, Mike asked, "Debra? Will you please forgive me for what I did with those three women?"

Debbie's snapped back up elbows, making eye contact with her husband, she exclaimed, "But, Mikey? That was my fault. You, you ah, you wouldn't have done what you did if..."

Placing two fingers over her lips, "Debbie? My beautiful, loving wife, do you forgive me?"

Maintaining eye contact, she finally purred, "Yes, Michael, yes my loving husband, I forgive you. I forgive you... I love you Michael, with all the pieces of my broken heart, I love you." She laid her head back down on his chest. A few minutes later, she felt his cock twitch against her tummy. She looked up at him and smiled.

Running his fingers into her hair, he said, "I know one thing for sure, my dear wife. You still turn me on. Just like our wedding night."

Slipping down a little further, she ran her tongue around the head of his cock and said, "I'll get him up. But, let's do it in any other position other than on my back. I don't think I can handle that right now."

He laughed, "Okay then, climb up on it and take it for a ride, like a cowgirl." Then in a bit of an old west dialect, he growled, "Now hear this, woman. You ain't done suckin' an' I ain't done fuckin' here t'night an' tomorra. Not by a long shot. So, git it up, an' git on it!" 



It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 04



This is the conclusion of this series. As with chapters two and three, it continues where the previous chapter ended. Therefore, the reader needs to read chapters 1-3 before reading this chapter.

Saturday Morning - 7 am

Realizing that her husband would sleep until eight thirty or nine, Debbie skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen, feeling good about it all. She was still Missus Michael Morgan and that was all that really mattered. Her butt still ached and burned, pussy lips still swollen and red as her butt from the torrid sex she had received the night before and earlier that morning. With a smile, she ran her tongue over her lips, thinking, "I can still taste him." Entering the kitchen she said to herself, "I wonder if I still have that recipe for that cowboy breakfast. One like he enjoyed when we were on our way to Yosemite Park, during our vacation in California." Drawing out her box of recipes, she said, "Let's see if I can find that recipe that the cook gave me." She opened the box as she walked over to the kitchen table. Taking a seat, she began going through the breakfast recipes. Finding the one she wanted, she looked it over to determine what was needed. Home made biscuits, gravy, eggs, ham and country fries. She smiled, thinking, "A fitting breakfast for her cowboy whose cock she had ridden so long and hard the night before."

When Debbie closed the box, she noticed the pregnancy test that Mike had placed on the other side of the table during the previous evening. Smiling, she stepped around to the other side of the table, opened her robe, dropped her panties and took the test. It verified something she felt when she was in the shower. Having been this way three times before, it was nice to see it verified "scientifically" that she was indeed pregnant. She then laid the tester on its box at Mike's place at the table.

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A little before five pm that Saturday, Mike and Debbie returned from shopping for an outfit for her to wear at dinner the following Wednesday. "Mikey? Make a pot of coffee and I'll change into my new outfit." When she returned, he was in the living room waiting from her with two cups of coffee.. She stepped out into the middle of the room, did a three sixty and purred, "What do you think?" 

Mike looked her over thinking, "Yes ma'am, you look fantastic." Then he said, "What I think doesn't really matter. How you feel is what matters.."

Debbie gave her husband a big beautiful smile and purred, "I feel like a million dollars" Then asked, "Ah Mikee? What did it all cost?"

Raising to his feet, he brought a cup of coffee to her, "Don't ask, my dear. The fact that it makes you feel good about yourself... Well, it's worth every penny. Do you think that you can handle dinner at the Collin's home next Wednesday?"

"Yes Mike, I think so." she purred holding the coffee cup in both hands. Taking a sip, she said, "As long as I am there with my, oh so handsome husband."

They sat their cups down, wrap their arms around each other and kissed.. When the kiss ended, the front door chimes rang. Mike said, "Go get changed and I'll answer that." On his way to the door Mike thought, "It has rained all day, who could be out in this weather?" Checking the peep hole in the door, he found Rachel Cohen. Not hesitating to open the door, He exclaimed, "Shelly? Get in here! It's wet and cold out there!"

Folding her umbrella, Shelly said, "Wet and cold, don't I know it." Placing the umbrella in the rack by the door, she removed her coat. As she handed it to Mike, she said, " That putz, that stupid, arrogant putz, David pulled a double standard on me. He tells me that what you and I did could destroy our marriage. That what he did to Debbie was just a, ah.." she waived her hand in the air, "A man thing. Yeah, right. Mike? I don't have anywhere else to go. I walked out last night, late, drove up the interstate about a hundred miles. Found a motel at one of those off-ramps with the gas stations and fast food places. I forgot the off-ramp and I can't even tell you which interstate..."

"Well Shelly, you are very welcome here." Mike said as he hung up her coat.. Peaking outside, he asked, "Where's your car?"

"I left it over at Denny's"

"That's more than a mile from here. Did you take a cab?"

"No Mike, I walked. Ah, walking in the rain can be refreshing. It can clear your head. But, it took a lot longer than I thought and I didn't plan on getting slashed by cars."

About that time Debbie returned, "Shelly?!? What's wrong Why are you here and not at home on this dreadful day?"

Mike wrapped his arm around Debbie's shoulders, "Shelly walked out on David after he pulled a double standard on her. She doesn't have anywhere else to go."

Debbie looked Shelly over, "Of course you are welcome here. But, Shelly? You are soaked from waist down!"

Mike replied for Shelly, "She walked over from Denny's, leaving her car there."

Debbie shook her head, "Shelly? That's a long walk on a rainy day. You need a nice warm bubble bath. Our guest room comes with a tub that is just the ticket. Give Mike the keys to your car and we'll go get it while you enjoy your bath. We'll park it in the garage, so no one will know you are here." After Shelly handed her purse to Mike, Debbie took her by the hand and as they walked to the bedroom, Debbie said, "I'm really sorry about all this..."

"Oh don't be sorry about anything, Debbie. It's my putz of a husband and those other three smucks that need to be doing the apologizing here. Dumb asses..."

As Debbie led Shelly into the bathroom, she said, "Yeah, you're right about that." Then as she started the water in the tub and added bubble bath crystals, Debbie said, "Get out of those wet clothes. I'll get you a robe you can use before and after your bath." 

With her car safely in the garage and Shelly out of the bath, the three of them gathered at the hearth by the fireplace insert. Debbie had brought in the coffee pot. So, all three grabbed a cup of coffee. Debbie leaned against the mantle and the other two sat in chairs by the hearth. Shelly said, "I hope you arn't too mad at me for doing what I did with your husband."

Debbie took a sip of coffee, then said, "Oh no, Shelly. I'm not angry with you, Sharon, or Gina. I fully understand why you did it. It broke my heart into a million pieces and it still hurts like hell, but I understand. Mike made me watch that part twice after he made me watch what we did at the party. Then, he gave me a spanking. That's after he proved to me that he could fuck me even harder and deeper then any of them did."

Smiling, but not wanting to laugh, Shelly asked, "He gave you a spanking?"

"Oh yeah." said Debbie. "That's after he knocked me up higher than a kite. Thirteen swats. One for each time they fucked me and one for not telling him about the picnic.. That's why I can't sit down for very long periods. I have a burning, aching butt and a very badly broken heart. However Shelly, it sure has cleared my head and got my thinking straight. I know in my broken heart that I will never ever do anything like that again."

"Well, I guess there's always some upside to something like this." said Shelly. Then she asked, "Your pregnant?"

Debbie beamed, "Yes, as a matter of fact I am. My husband had provided me with a test this morning. But, I knew while I was in the shower before I took the test. After you've had a couple of kids, you just know it. I think my husband knows my cycle better than I do."

Shelly asked, smiling, "How many will that make?"

Debbie held up four fingers, "Four."

Shelly took a sip of coffee, "That's neat. we had four, all out of the house now. But, I wouldn't have done it any other way, it was fun. But yeah, you've got quite a man there. Also, it says a lot about you, Debbie. Many women would have run off to the cops screaming spousal abuse. Others would have grabbed the kids and run home to mommy and daddy. So, now I know why you are standing there and not sitting with your husband."

Debbie chuckled, "I might try to sit down here in a few minutes. But, ah, I didn't even think about going to the cops. And, going to my parents... well, let's just say that would be like jumping from the pot into the fire." She nodded toward Mike, "He's one of my dad best friends and hunting buddies. Besides, my parents taught me to always be ready to stand up and take your punishment for doing stupid things. Especially when it hurts someone you love. I think I lost sight of all that some how. But, my husband has cleared things up real well. As the song goes, 'I can see clearly now'."

Shelly smiled and shook her head, "It can be very easy to do, very easy to get caught up into something like this. It has started some weaker women down the slut road. Others have gone frigid. Umm anyway, I want to thank you guys for opening your home to me... Ah, mind if I stay the weekend? Let David squirm a little more."

Mike reached over and touched Shelly's arm and said in a comforting tone, "Stay as long as you need to, as long as you want." Debbie echoed Mike.

The three chatted for a while. Mike rose to place another log on the fire just as the front door burst open and the Morgan children came storming into the house. Followed by Mike's mother, carrying three pizzas, asking, "Anybody ready for supper?" 

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When Debbie arrived at her employer's offices on Monday, she did not go straight to her desk as she had for the previous ten years. She stopped by the personnel and payroll offices and gave them copies of her resignation. As soon as she did arrive at her desk, David dashed out of his office, "Debbie, ah Missus Morgan, I ah I'm so very sorry for what I did at the Christmas party. Ah..."

Folding a copy of her resignation once, Debbie turned to face her immediate supervisor. Handing him the paper in her hand, she stated empathically, "I'm quite sure that you are, David and I am too. Now I know just how much it hurt my husband. I had to watch the whole thing. All four of you doing me. Then I had to watch my husband do it with three of your wives , twice. He made me watch that part, twice! He gave me a spanking after watching the first part. I still can't sit down for long periods. But, that wasn't the worst of it all. The second part just broke my heart. It still hurts like hell..."

"I'm really so very sorry..." David said as he folded out the sheet of paper. After reading the heading and a few sentences, he threw himself into the closest chair and whined, "No, no, no, Debbeee please... Not now, not today. Pleease stay through next month, pleeease..."

"It's out of my hands, David. Mike has been promoted to vice president and he says we really don't need my income anymore. Krap, we haven't needed my income for three or four years. We have been using it to pay down our mortgage. However, more importantly, my husband does not want me working here any longer." This whole affair has amounted to a security breech for him and his company. Fortunately, he has a good rapport with the CEO and they contained it quickly."

"Well, I can understand that after that guy from your husband's company came by yesterday to collect the disk. He mentioned a breech in security. Damn, he's a scary guy. Keith and sharon said he felt like they had a visit from the Gestapo or KGB."

Still standing, Debbie gave him a knowing smile, "Carl Strauser, head of security. He spent about ten years as a Navy Seal. Then due to an injury, spent the next fifteen years in Navel Intelligence. He can kill with his bare hands, quickly. Or, make a person hurt so bad that they will tell him anything he wants to know. David? You did give him the disk and didn't make a copy., didn't you?"

"Oh yes, without hesitation and I signed his statement that among others things promised that I made no copies. Ah, on a related matter. Ah, well, ah, Rachel and I had our worst argument in our thirty years of marriage over this. I said some stupid things, I know an' ah, she did too. Ah, then she walked out, into the rain on Friday night. I called everyone we know, then I drove around in the rain, looking for her car. I'm really worried, no, I'm frantic... I have not slept well at all...I, I ah, I don't know what to do. Maybe I should call the police..."

After placing the pillow she had brought from home on her desk chair, Debbie eased into it. Then she looked over at the distraught David and said calmly, "Shelly showed up at our house Saturday. The kids just loved having her over. She's quite the story teller. Even grabbed our sixteen year old's attention. Last night she helped us polish my letter of resignation. Mike had already gotten a lot of it from his securty and legal departments. Anyway..."

David stood up, "Ah, did she say when she would come home? She is coming home, isn't she?"

Debbie shifted her weight to the other butt cheek, it was going to be a long day, "She made us all breakfast this morning and said that she would go home after you had gone to work. She should be there by now."

Drawing out his cell phone, David fumbled with it and finally got it to ring his home phone. When Shelly answered, David purred into his phone, "Shelly?? Honik? Liebchen?"

Shelly' response was not quite as loving, "What? Now you give me some sweet words in Yiddish and German! Well, I'll give you some German, scheisskopf! And, some English, dumb ass! Now some Yiddish, you smuck, putz. That goes for those other three smucks you work with over there." "I'm sorry honik... I, I just over reacted. I was always the only one to do that with you... An' an', you did things to him that you never did to me..." Now walking toward his office. "Oh honik, it hurt..."

Shelly shot back, "And, you think it didn't hurt me to watch you do her?!? And, by the way, putz!! That's the way it was for Mike and Debbie until you and your three cohorts messed it up for them last summer. Get your sorry ass home as soon as you can, we'll talk more then. Oh, by the way, our Rabbi will be coming by today, later in the afternoon."

"Okay honik, I, I ah, I finish some work here and be home in the early afternoon? OK? Honik?" David's answer was a dead cell phone.

Keith came by Debbie's desk a few minutes after David had gone back into his office. "Umm, Missus Morgan, I would like to take this opportunity to offer my sincere apology for what we did at the party and last summer. Neither incident should have ever happened. If I had known where your husband worked and what he does there, I'd never even considered it. Notwithstanding the fact that you are a very sexy lady, Debra Morgan." She handed Keith a copy of her letter of resignation. He glanced at it and said in a conceding tone, "I'm not surprised that you are doing this. Especially after that security guy came by our house. What was his name, ah, Carl Strauser.., quite a scary guy."

Standing up, Debbie said, "I'm sorry it all had to end this way, Mister Cummings. As you can see in the text of the letter, today is my last day." Handing him another sheet of paper, she continued, "Here is a list of items you should do to tighten up your security around here. My husband and Carl worked it up for you. Anyway, if I don't see you before the end of the day, good bye Mister Cummings."

"OK ah, very well, ah yes, goodbye ah Missus Morgan." Keith said as he read the letter, then the list. Passing by David's office, he opened the door and stuck his head in, "David!? Meeting in my office, ten am sharp.! If you see Randy or Dan, tell them about it. Just the four of us!"

About ten minutes after Keith left Debbie's desk, Randy and Dan arrived, both carrying a bouquet of flowers. Randy was the first to speak, "Our wives thought it would be a good idea if we brought a little peace offering for you this morning." 

Still standing, Debbie smiled, "For me? Well thank you." Taking the flowers from Randy.

"Ah, Debbie?" Randy continued, "I'm really sorry. I ah, well, I really didn't think it would hurt anybody that much. But, I know my wife. It had to really hurt and really piss her off to have consented to your husband's plan. She told me in no uncertain terms that I get one chance at this. Next time it's divorce. Also, I can tell you this, it's been one long weekend for me. I never thought I would see the day when I was happy to see Monday come and I could go to work..."

Dan said, "Janet didn't wait for a next time. She called her brother whose an attorney and he filed last week. I was served on Friday after work. We had a meeting of both families on Saturday. She may not go through with the divorce. They had the pastor over there that married us. He said he could remarry us using the current licence. Ah, I have a list of things I need to accomplish before Janet will even set a date. First on the list is making peace with you Deb.. Ah Missus Morgan and your husband. Ah, I'm really, really sorry. As my dad put it, what we did wasn't even adolescent. It was juvenile. I'm sorry Missus Morgan. Really truly sorry. I shouldn't even have considered doing what I did to you.." With that he handed her his bouquet."Ah, also Missus Morgan, ah, if there is anything that Mister Morgan thinks I should do to make amends, please have him call me."

Debbie took the flowers from Dan, "The flowers are beautiful you guys, thank you both. And, I forgive you. Ah, my husband looked at it the same way your father did, Dan. So, Mike called my father to find out what he did when we were kids and did something so incredibly stupid, like this..."

"OH wow." exclaimed Randy, "And, what was that?"

"A ping pong paddle on a bare butt. Once for every infraction. Mike figured that each time you guys did me was one infraction. He included last summer."

In unison the men said, "That's twelve swats."

"Thirteen, I got one for not telling him about last summer. If I'd told him, I wouldn't have been here for the Christmas party." Debbie eased herself back into her chair.

Dan said, "I'm really sorry now."

Randy second Dan, "Yeah, I'm really sorry, too. As it turns out, you are the last woman around here that we should have chosen for this. Probably just not done it at all." 

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About nine fifteen over at the "Spook Labs," Tom called Mike, "Hey, have you been listening to what's going on around Debbie's desk this morning?"

"Yeah Tom, I've had it on in the back ground. But, I just received the test results on that wireless audio system we've been working on for almost two years. Tom, we have systems on the shelf that work better than this..."

"Is that right, OK, well, tellya what. They have a meeting of the four of them in the president's office at ten. Get up here around nine thirty and we'll discuss that report. Then later today, we can meet with Charlie and decide what we want to do. Anyway, I brought in a bottle of twenty year old scotch that I've had for about ten years and some very young Cuban cigars. Carl's going to join us, it should be a kick listening to these guys moan and groan."

Mike laughed, "Yeah, should be. Might even get a couple of yucks out of Carl. I'll see you in a few minutes."

Before Mike terminated the call, Tom asked, "Oh Mike? How's Debbie doing?"

"Oh, ya know Tom, I think you'll see on Wednesday, all things considered, she's doing alright. But Tom, I'm very certain about one thing right now. She'll never do anything like that again. That I can be sure."

A few minutes before Ten o'clock in the morning Carl arrived. Tom and Mike put the report aside. "Hey Carl, glad you could make it. By the way, Mike and I have been going over the test results on an audio system they've been working on for almost two years. The results aren't very good. I'm going to set up a meeting with Charlie to go over it and determine what we want to do. I think it needs your input. So, I'd like you to be at that meeting." He buzzed his secretary, "I'll have a copy of this report ready when you leave here." Tom then drew out the bottle of scotch and three shot glasses. He then placed the three cigars on the table, followed by a tool to nip off the ends of the cigars and a desk top cigar lighter. As he poured the thirty year old liquid into the glasses, Tom said, "Light up gentlemen, the fun is about to begin."




It Did Balance, Didn't it? Ch. 04



A little after 10 am at Debbie' soon to be former employer.

Keith opened the discussion with "Listen you guys. Something, among other pieces of advise, that Sharon's father told me when he turned over the reins of this company. He said never have anything to do with S&M Manufacturing. Don't socialize with them or anything like that. It is best that they don't even know you exist. Their customers are multi-national corporations, some foreign countries and the Federal Government. Agencies like the SEC, FBI and the IRS. We have just fucked the wife of one of their top execs. Also, I find that he is the favorite of the CEO. Now gentlemen, we have all watched on Friday and felt it over the weekend and again this morning. Michael Morgan has fucked our wives, except Janet, fucked us and fucked our company. I'll tell you one thing for sure, Missus Morgan is the most expensive piece of ass I have ever had. Even if we did do her twice, the most expensive, bar none. I think we are going to be paying, big time, for that little romp, well into the future..I think I'd rather he would have sent some guys in from the CIA or something like that to kick our asses and break it up the night of the party. At least it would be over and down with..."

David added as he paced around Keith's office, "Yeah, that's for sure, we are paying a big prtice and I know it wasn't worth all that. Having Debbie gone this time of year is really gonna fuck us up in many ways. Yeah Keith, he really fucked our wives and us. And yeah, he really fucked our company by getting her to resign, effective today. I'll bet anything that he knows exactly how he's fucking us up, damn you Michael Morgan. Then there is Rachel, I don't know if I will ever live it down with her. Now, she has our Rabbi coming over this afternoon. I don't know if that's good or bad. She spent the weekend at the Morgans. Damn, I just can feel it deep inside of me, I've lost something of her to him and I'll never get it back. Watching that DVD... Damn, she just enjoyed it way too much... Ah, Keith? I managed to talk to her a little bit this morning, ah, when this meeting is over, I'd like to clean up a couple of things on my desk, then go home.Ah, Rachel is there, now. I'll be back tomorrow, early and ready for some long days."

"Sure, David. Take tomorrow off, too. If you think it will help."

Dan said in a defeated tone, "I'm facing a divorce. She had me served Friday after work. My parents and her parents worked up a list of things I have to do if I want to get the divorce withdrawn. Janet also gave me a list of things I need to start doing and stop doing if I want her to set a date for remarriage. Our pastor gave me a forty five minute lecture on adultery and how God no longer sees us as married. Man, I felt like crawling under a rock someplace..."

Randy went off on seeing his wife in bed with another man, "The S.O.B. did Gina in our bed!! I gotta replace it, I can't sleep there anymore." He went on to tell them that what bothered him most was watching and hearing her go orgasmic. Not just once, four times. "And dammit, if she didn't make me watch it twice." 

All but David agreed that oral sex was something that they received. However, never gave their wives. That would change considerably, especially for David.

In Tom's office, even "cold fish" Carl was laughing. Tom leaned all the way back in his chair, took a sip of scotch and said, "Gentlemen!" Took a puff on his cigar and releasing two perfect smoke rings, continued, "Gentlemen, there we have four pussy whipped husbands."

After taking a sip of whiskey and a puff on their cigars, the other two men joined their leader in some hearty laughter. Then Carl asked Mike, "How's Debbie?"

"Well, ya know Carl, she lived through the last couple of days and she's a lot wiser now. I'll tell you one thing for sure, she'll never do anything like that again. But, I do think that if I had not allowed her to go to that Christmas party, I'd always have my doubts. Now, I think it is possible that I will come to a point in the near future where I feel that I can trust her. She's a good woman, with a solid value system that just made a couple of mistakes. Big ones, but I think we'll get by it all, intact."

Tom took another puff on his cigar, then asked Mike, "So, what do you think, Mike? Did you come away with a little bit of Mister Cohen's wife?"

Mike chuckled, "Could be. Unplanned, but could be. Shelly, debbie and I discussed it over the weekend. And yeah, good chance of that. However, the fact is, I could give it back about as easily as he could give back her virginity. We promised Debbie that it would never become intimate, again, but it's still mine. Kind of gives a new meaning to that old saying, 'I got a piece of her ass.'It would appear that I got two pieces."

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December 20th found the whole Morgan family at Debbie's parents farm in Nebraska. The Morgan children were out helping their grandparents with the many farm chores that needed to be done even around Christmas time. Mike and Debbie were seated at the large country kitchen table with the pastor that married them and his wife, Mary. Mike and Debbie wanted to speak to these two people since they were more than the family's pastor and wife. The couple were close family friends and had known Debbie since she was in her mother's womb.

Mike, the pastor and Mary listened to Debbie as she described the whole episode in every graphic detail. From the picnic right on through her discipline and resigning from her employer. Mike described his part in it all but did not nearly draw the same amount of gasps and "Oh my's" from Mary. When Mike had completed his part, Mary turned to Debbie and asked, "Did he really spank you?"

"Yes ma'am." Debbie replied, "Mike called my father and asked what he did when we were kids and did something as stupid and childish, like that. Dad told him that we got a ping pong paddle on a bare behind. I got thirteen of them.., on my bare behind!"

Mary gasped, "Oh! Oh my, that had to hurt!"

"Yes ma'am, it sure did. But, I deserved every one of them." said Debbie. Then she added, "It's still very tender down there. I really think that is why we came down here on the train. I think my husband knew that I had to get up and walk around a little bit every so often. He said something about wanting to make sure we got back for the announcement of his promotion to Vice president. But, I think I know better. My husband has set down some rules that I'm sure will prevent anything like this ever happening again."

The pastor sat up in his chair, "Oh! Well, congratulations Mike, on your promotion. Ah, look you two. I've been counseling couples like you for more than forty years. I have all the secular credentials needed and I'm sure God has given me what I need to serve his purposes. Anyway, you two make up about five percent of the couples that come to me after one or the other or both do something that gravely injures the marriage. Most of the time they are simply unable to forgive the offending spouse. When I say forgive, that includes to forget. When our God forgives our sins, He forgets them also. That's the way he wants us to forgive each other. Mike? Stored in your company's secure archives is a perfect place for it. It is history, it did happen, we can't deny that fact.. But, the key here is to release it from your hearts and minds." He leaned back in his chair, "Okay, I'll perform your remarriage and return you to one in the eyes of our God. I will do this because both of you have demonstrated the right attitudes and behavior, reflecting the right value system. I would like to suggest something that works every time it is tried. I want you to get together in the evening, when the kids are in bed and pray together. Join hands and pray out loud, so each of you learns what is on the others heart. Then you will find that God will help you solve your problem as one joined in marriage."

Debbie, tears rolling down her cheeks, said in a raspy whisper, "Thank you pastor."

Mike thrust out his right hand and shaking hands with the pastor said, "Thank you pastor. That's what we want to do. Release it all and start fresh." Turning to Mary, he said, "Thank you for coming today."

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Around the middle of the following January, Mike made his way home feeling good about his world. The snow plows had cleared all the streets, so the trip home was uneventful. His relationship with his wife and children could not be better. The events of the previous month plus the counseling they were attending seemed to clear the air and bring Debbie even closer to him. He was off to a good start in his new position and with his staff. The sale of their new home was proceeding very well and the buyers of their existing home had qualified for funding. Could life be much better? Mike doubted it. As he pulled into his driveway and clicked the garage open, he noticed two or three cars parked in front of their house that he did not recognize. Not giving it much thought, he grabbed his overcoat and went on into the house, thinking, "No brief case tonight. I now have assistants to take care of that which I can't get done in eight hours a day."

Entering the house, Mike heard the laughter and voices of several women. In addition to his wife's voice, he thought one or two of the others were familiar. Realizing that it was coming from their formal dining room, he entered it and was slightly taken aback by what he found there. Debbie sat at one end of the large table, with Sharon and Gina to her left. Shelly and Janet sat on her right. Sharon spotted Mike and in her clear feminine voice, "Here's the man of the hour."

Debbie jumped up and purred, "Hi, honey!" as she came toward him, all smiles. Giving him a big kiss, she then took him by the arm and moved toward the table, bubbling, "My dear husband, you are just in time for the first official meeting of the Michael Morgan fan club."

Mike sat down at the other end of the table, winked at Shelly and said "Hi." to all four women. As Debbie returned to her seat, Shelly said, "It's a very exclusive club with a closed membership, confined to women who have had intimate relations with you, Michael. Annd, whose husbands have had sexual relations with your wife. We bent the requirements some for Janet, because we felt that her husband had earned her membership. We made Debbie president because she is the only member that will be enjoying ongoing and frequent intimate relations with you, her husband."

Gina said, in her soft voice, "Debbie's the only one of us that will have any ongoing sexual relationship with you, at all."

Mike sat back in his chair. He was not ready for this and did not know what to say or think. Then he heard Debbie ask, "Honey? Can I get you something to drink?"

"Yeah, Deb. A glass of beer would do it." Then he asked, "So, should I ask... How are your husbands doing?"

Sharon answered him, "Oh the boys are doing just fine. They play well together, you know. Right now they seem have some large gaps in the company's personnel, especially in the accounting department that are causing them quite a bit of self inflected pain. However Mike, the main purpose of this little group is to try and get them to grow up, become men, much like you."

Mike smiled as Debbie placed a glass of beer in front of him, He watched her move back to her seat, thinking, "Now, there's the fluid , relaxed movements of my wife, Debra." She sat down and gave him one of those smiles that he fell in love with so long ago. He raised his glass and tipped it slightly toward her. He smiled at her, thinking, "God, I love that woman at the other end of the table."

Continuing her smile, Debbie raised her glass, tipping it toward her husband, thinking, "God, I love that man at the other end of the table."