13 comments/ 118260 views/ 14 favorites Janet's New Job By: maturemadness2 She met Ray the next day at 4pm as arranged. His secretary had all the paperwork for her to sign. Her employment as a High Roller area hostess was to begin the following night. Ray sent her with his secretary to get her outfits. They were the same as Jenny's. The next day she spent the afternoon at the beauty shop. She had her hair highlighted and styled into a flip that came down over one side of he forehead. Had acrylic nails put on and painted hot pink, her toenails were the same color. I heard the shower running and went in to watch her through the clear glass shower doors. I wanted to see if she had any other work done. She had a jell all over her legs and was washing it off. Never had she used that before. I knew it was one of those hair removal jells. As she looked up she saw me standing there. Her face had a look of surprise and she looked away. At least she hadn't touched her landing strip, that she did for me. Sitting in the bedroom, I wondered if I had made a mistake by letting her take this job. A few minutes later she came in and I asked her why she had suddenly started using hair removal jell. "I want to be real smooth for wearing my stockings. They are so sheer and delicate. I can't wait to feel them on me." The clothes she was going to wear were on the bed. She picked up the black, loose fitting boy shorts and slowly pulled them up her legs. Next came the black half bra, that held her tits up like they were being offered up. Her little pink nipples and areolas were both on display. She opened up the stockings and held one out for me to touch. The were delicate. Rolling them up she slowly slid them up her smooth, slightly muscled, sleek legs. She was looking at me the whole time. They came all the way to her crotch and had a wide lacy band around the top. As she was smoothing them out, I had to admit they made her legs look even better. As she pulled the skirt up, she shimmied her hips a bit to get it over them. It had an elastic waist band, so there were no buttons or zipper. It was extremely tight across her womanly hips and caused the skirt to flair out making it shorter than it already was. When she bent over slightly to pick up the camisole, the top of the stockings were exposed. If she had bent over any more the bottom of her ass cheeks would have been on display, as the cut of the panties allowed that part of her ass to be bare. She raised her arms and let the camisole drop down into place. It slithered down over her high thrust tits and settled into place and she dropped he arms. It was cut lower than Jenny's and I commented on that. "It is because Jenny has D cups and I only have B cups, so this shows some cleavage where the cut of hers would not." She had bought a pair of black 4 inch high, 1 inch wide heels with a 1inch platform and a wide strap that went around her leg just above her ankle. I have to admit she looked hot in that outfit, maybe to hot, almost slutty and I told her that. "Yes, but that is what I have to wear and it gets the big tips." I wondered how much besides what she wore and displayed got the big tips. She sat in front of the mirror and applied her makeup. Her eye makeup was not any more than when we went out, so that didn't add to the look and her lipstick matched the color of her nails. "Let me strike a pose for you, honey. Tell me I don't look to much like a slut." As she twirled around the skirt flew up enough to expose her panties. They were sheer enough so that you could tell that she was shaved. "You look great honey. The customers are sure to enjoy looking at you. You don't look like a slut, just a very sexily dressed woman. I just hope they don't want to enjoy touching to much of what they see." She didn't say anything. As I watched her walk out the door, skirt flipping from side to side, I was starting to have second thoughts about this. She did look like a slut. At 1:30 I heard her taking a shower in the guest bath. Guess she didn't want to wake me, like I wasn't gonna stay awake to find out how her first night on the job went. When she walked into the bedroom I asked, "How did the first night go." "Honey, I didn't mean to wake you. I went fine. Got groped, ogled and propositioned and made $480 in tips. The money that changes hands in those high roller rooms is unbelievable. I means nothing to them. All in all it was fun and no one really got out of hand." She rolled over and was asleep, before I was. She worked her 4 nights and had 3 days off. It was the first chance that we were able to have any "us" time. We made love for the first time since she started working. She just wasn't into it. "What's wrong honey. You are not your usual loving self this morning and you seem preoccupied." "Nothing is wrong. I am tired. Trying to get used to these new hours is a bitch. Give me a few days to adjust and I will be your horny little wife again. It did feel good to have you in me and making love to me. I will make it up to you, my husband, I promise." I asked her how much she had made this week in tips. "Almost $1600." "Damn, I think I will quit working and let you support us. I just can't believe you make that much." "Well, I do and I enjoy the attention. Yes, they get fresh with me and have a need to touch and see bare flesh, but that is as far as it goes. Ruben sees to that." It was time for me to set up a time with Ray to observe the room for a night. He told me he would be on every night this week, so stop by any evening and ask for him. Things were better between Janet and I the next two days she had off. I had to work but we had the evenings together. The second night she came up to me in the living room and dropped to her knees in front of me. "I am ready to keep my promise to make it up to you." She unzipped my jeans and pulled them down and off, bringing my underwear with them. My cock was reacting in a most positive manner. She stroked it slowly until it was totally erect and starting to leak precum. She ran her hand up on the head, collected the clear liquid and used it as lube. I was leaking profusely, as it had been days since I had a good climax. Faster and faster she stroked until I couldn't take it any more. "I am gonna cum soon." "Let it go baby, let it go." My engorged cock started to erupt and she put her mouth over the head and let me fill her mouth with my cum. When I stopped cumming she opened her mouth and let me see that she had taken it all and not lost a drop and then swallowed. I don't ever remember her giving me a hand job and letting me cum in her mouth like that. She knew I didn't really like to be jacked off. What the hell was that all about. After not having sex but once in the last week and that was hardly worth mentioning. Janet went back to work Wednesday night. I thought about going down to observe but decided not to. I wanted to see what shape she was in when she got home tonight. At around 1:30 I heard her car pull in to the garage. I was sitting in the kitchen table with only the oven hood light on as always at night. She was carrying her heels and half bra when she walked in. Even though I was only a few feet from her, she either didn't see me or chose to ignore me. I hoped it was the first. "Hi Janet, how was your night." "Shit you scared me. What the hell are you doing sitting in the dark in the kitchen?" "Waiting for my wife to come home. Why are you carrying your bra?" She looked away from me. "Why?" "Okay, I'll tell you. I don't want to keep anything a secret from you." "The last hand finished. They asked me what it would take for me to take off my blouse and bra and show them the tits that I had been letting them have peeks of." "I looked at Ruben and he just shrugged. I told them $500 and no touching. They each throw a hundred dollar chip on the table and told me I had a deal. What was I gonna do. I opened my big mouth, now I felt obligated to show them." "Ruben told me to come over by him as I got undressed. He wanted to make sure there was no touching. I took off my blouse, followed by my bra and walked around the room out of their reach so they could all get their money's worth." "They gave me all kinds of nice and not so nice compliments about what they thought of my firm mature tits and hard as pebbles, nipples." "That was it. They applauded, I put my top on and left carrying my bra. I was carrying my shoes so as to not wake you and my bra because I felt like letting "the girls" out for some air." "Now can I take a shower and get some sleep." It was time to observe. I called Janet at home after work and told her I was going riding with some of the guys, but would see her before she left for work. As I came in the house, I heard her talking on the phone in the bedroom, with music playing also, so she didn't hear me come in. I heard her say that she would be in as soon as she could and to tell him that she would see him in the back, before her shift, but it would have to be quick. She hung up and I heard her walking around the bedroom. I hollered, "Hey babe, I'm home." "I didn't expect you this early. I am getting dressed. I have to go start my shift early." "Okay, I'm gonna have a beer and relax for a bit. Then I am going back to the shop. The bike is not running right. I'll see ya when you get home if I'm awake." She didn't respond and a few minutes later she came out, with the same blouse and shoes but a different skirt. It was black spandex and there was no way she was wearing her boy cut panties. She either had on a thong or none at all. "Have a good time at work. I love you, Janet." "Me too, " and she was out the door. Oh, yah, I was going to observe tonight. A little after 9 I was in the control room with Ray. I asked him how often he works at night. He told me, "Hardly ever, my wife wants me home and I want to be home with her and the kids. I'm standing in for Jake, while he is on vacation. That is why I told you to come in. I need to see what is going on. Can't afford a scandal, not with all the big wigs we host in this setting." "Does this record only at the time the players are in the place?" "No it records 24/7 but no one looks at it except when the place is occupied. That is unless there would be a reason." "Could we see the hour or so before the room opened." "Sure, but why?" "I heard a conversation between Janet and someone that has me concerned. Something about having to make it quick before her shift, in the back." "There is a room in the back, where Janet and the girls take their break, There would have been no one their because we don't open up until 8 PM. Lets take a look. There is one camera in there. I don't even think anyone knows of it." Ray found the camera feed and I saw Janet, fixing her makeup in the mirror. Guess she got it messed up somehow. "Here is 6 PM on." The lights came on and Janet walked in. Set her purse down on the table and opened it. .What she did next, knocked us both for a loop. She pulled her skirt up to her waist and took off her thong, reached into her purse, brought out a little perfume bottle and sprayed her now completely bare pussy. She also dabbed some behind her ears and sprayed down the front of her blouse. "What the hell is she doing that for?" That was my question also. In less than a minute, Ruben and two dark complexioned guys, walked in and Ruben said, "Here are the guys that wanted to see you. They have agreed to the price and you have an hour. I will be back to collect them at that time. Both of them will be at the gaming tables later also." All Ray and I could do at this point was watch and listen to what had transpired. "Can you split screen or bring up the gaming room on another screen?" "Yep, here it is." There was Janet sitting on an old guys lap. He had his hand up the back of her blouse, rubbing her back. The camera was facing them and it was obvious she was not wearing, even her half bra, her little nipples stood out like hard pebbles through the tightly pulled blouse. Back to the break room. Janet was getting undressed, everything but her stockings and heels. One of the guys went to the couch and brought a throw pillow for her to kneel on. The opened there pants and let them drop to the floor. Neither had underwear on. Both had very large, flaccid black cocks. My wife was back on the big cocks. She took each one in her little white hand. It looked like she was holding a black snake in each hand. Her hands started moving back and forth on the now surging cock flesh. They seemed to be coming alive in her hands. Her head turned from one thick black cock, to the other, her mouth open, as in awe. She looked from one man to the other. "Get us all the way hard before you suck us, whore." Both of them were over 9 inches and powerful looking with the veins sticking out and pulsing. She rubbed her thumbs over the head as she came up the massive shaft. Precum was flowing like a faucet, down onto her hand. She opened them slightly to let some slip in to be used as lube. The head of both these engorged cocks, were almost the size of a plum and blunt. Looked like a pair of battering rams. They were out of proportion, even to the thick, massive bulk of the shafts. "Okay, whore, that's enough. Suck em, make em cum or no money. We are paying you $1000 for you to take all of our cocks and eat all of our cum. Now get at it." I could not believe what I was hearing or seeing. I started to gag, Ray pointed to a door, as he kept watching and doing something with the controls. I later found out he was making a tape for me. When I got back Janet had one of those massive cock heads in her mouth, which was stretched wider than I had seen it with either of the black guys she has had. The other one was striking the side of her head and rubbing his precum all over her face with that big black snake. The guy Janet was sucking, took her head in both his hands and pulled her toward him. She was gagging and coughing, tears started running down her cheeks, her nose was running, onto her obscenely stretched lips. He was fucking her face with no concern with the fact she was choking. He just kept pulling her toward him. She was pushing on his legs, but to no avail. He held her there as he made short quick thrusts into her mouth. The other guy reached down and twisted one of her nipples, all the way around, causing her to scream around that thrusting cock. It must have opened her throat because another inch or so disappeared into her already overstuffed mouth, It must have gone down her throat. I saw him raise up onto his toes, stiffen and roar obscenities or something in some Arab dialect. Yes, I know quite a lot of the Arab language. My job used to depend on it. More about that later. He pulled her head off his raging, swollen, bursting with cum black cock and shot load after load onto her face, pushed it down and continued to empty his cum laden balls all over her tits, stomach and legs. She was gasping for breath. The other guy wasted no time in shoving his equally punishing cock into he gaping mouth, while she was still trying to get her breath. It looked like rape but she was getting paid well for it, so in Nevada that is called prostitution. The second black cockmeat was a repeat of the first except he kept pulling her head until she swallowed enough of his organ that the bulge of the head was noticeable in her throat. There was no doubt now that she was in pain and about to pass out. Her face was dark red. The guy that had finished ,tapped him on the shoulder and nodded toward my whore wife, he looked down and pulled out and as he did he started cumming in her mouth. He did not shoot, he flowed, thick river of cum that was running out of her mouth as fast as he filled it. Jesus, where did all that spunk come from. He backed away and shoved her over backwards as she was slowly regaining her breath. It had only been a half hour but she looked like she had been gangbanged for hours. They walked over to the sink and washed and dried their now flaccid cocks. Got dressed, reached into their wallets and extracted 10-$100 dollar bills, tossed them to her and walked out making a call. Probably to Ruben. Janet lay on her back, naked except for her stocking and heels. Legs wide open and he pussy was glistening with her juices. She brought her legs up and spread them as wide as she could, took both hands and started rubbing her pussy, pulling the bare, sodden lips apart and pushed one finger after another in from both hands, thrusting against her fingers. In just a few moments she let loose with a low, hoarse scream and squirted her juices all over her hand. I had only seen her squirt one other time and that was at least 20 years ago. Rolling over onto her hands and knees, she slowly go up and walked into another room. Ray said there was a shower in there. Meanwhile, the other camera was catching the action and being recorded for me. Now she was at the crap table and two fat guys had her skirt up to her waist. She had on her thong. Both of them had hold of one of her ass cheeks. One guy would occasionally, spank her, massage her cheek and spank her again and then let it rest. The other guy just squeezed and rubbed, his cheek. When it was there turn to throw the dice, the other would occupy both of her now red, bruised ass cheeks. I wondered how she would explain that. The rest of the evening was pretty mellow all things considered. The two Arabs had their shirts open and would take turns forcing her head down for her to lick their nipples. With their other hand they would squeeze her tits through her blouse, never under it. I could just imagine what damage they were imparting on those once beautiful, creamy globes of fun. At midnight the games started to wrap up and by 12:15 everyone was escorted out by Ruben. Janet sat, took the tip box, emptied it and counted it. "Whew, what a haul." Hell, she started the evening with $1000. What happened next, sent Ray into a rage. I was to beat down to react. Ruben came back into the room and said, "Well, it's just us again. What'll it be tonight. I really would like to tap that fine ass again. It is nice to find a brown hole that is tight enough to be pleasurable but has been used enough to take a big cock without any pain." "Well, I wouldn't say "without any pain, but you have a way of turning it into desire for more. Yah, you can have my raw, red ass. Just don't spank me, I'm sore and going to have to soak all day tomorrow, to be ready for tomorrow night, After all it will be Friday." "Janet, baby, bend over your favorite chair and hang on." He walked up behind her and dropped his pants. His cock was about the same length as mine but quite a bit thicker. Yah, that would stretch her cheating asshole. The head of it slipped in followed by the next couple inches, like it was on a greased skid. Damn, how often has she taken a cock in her ass, lately. Hasn't taken mine that's for sure. He pounded her for only a couple minutes when he shot off all the way inside her, pulled out, went over and cleaned his cock, got his pants back on and told Janet she best be getting home to hubby. Ray said, "I'll handle Ruben. You handle your wife or should I say ex-wife." "You could say that, yes. Except I am going to have some fun with her first. Then I'll kick her to the curb. Oh, thanks for the DVD." I knew I would be home before her as it was not yet 1:00 and she never gets home before at least 1:30. I was formulating my plan of attack as I drove. I fell asleep almost immediately. I have no idea what time her cheating ass got home. She slept in the guest bedroom. Next- My plan and Janet's demise. Janet's New Job Ch. 02 Last Part After watching and listening to Janet being the whore, I decided I had it with her. Granted I have to take some of the blame for being party to our swinging in the beginning but it has been months since those encounters and as I have gotten past that short part our lives, Janet hasn't. When I got home Friday she was once again, laying on the patio. By the looks of her tan, she has spent most of her days out there. She had on one of her more conservative bikini's that covered her tits and ass. As I walked out she jumped up, ran to me and hugged and kissed me. "Honey, get showered and changed I want to take you out to dinner before I go to work. Spend a little of my tip money." I had all I could do to not knock her into next week but I knew I had to be cool, so as to raise no suspicions that could ruin my plan. She walked with me into the bathroom. I rubbed her butt and she flinched. Guess the bruises were a bit tender. As I showered she got dressed in a nice yellow sundress and flat sandals. The demure look of my wife of old. The atmosphere was charged around us. I was trying to keep my cool and she was seriously stressed. Since I knew what that was all about, I didn't ask her what was wrong. When we got back, she went to take a shower. I had to get a look at her naked body, to see just what kind of damage it had sustained. The door wasn't locked, so I opened it enough to see her through the clear glass shower doors. Her back was toward me and I could see her ass cheeks were still red, with a spot that was about the size of a hand print. Someone had laid a good one on her. As she turned, I saw her tits. The nipples were a dark red, almost purple. All that twisting had really bruised them. Her left tit, had three bruises from fingers above the nipple. She had done everything today, to keep me from seeing her naked. So I guess she figured that by the time her days off came, the evidence of her cheating would be gone. I didn't go into the bedroom while she was dressing that night. I waited till she came out to go to work, to see what she was wearing. It was the "official" outfit. Again I had no idea what time she came in. She slept in the guest room. A call to San Diego on Friday, brought the throbbing roar of a Harley-Davidson pulling into my driveway Saturday morning. Rico had arrived. He had ridden all night. Navy SEAL's are know to do their best work under the cloak of darkness. I opened the door for him. "Good to see ya, brother. Wish it didn't have to be under these circumstances." "Same here Rico, come on in and pour yourself some coffee. Now that you're here I have a call to make. Him and I sat around catching up and about what was going on with Janet. "I can't believe our Janet has gone over the line like this.' Just then another Harley pulled in. I went to open the door. "Hey Mel, come on in and meet Rico." Introductions were made and Rico looked at me with a 'what the fuck" look on his face. "Show him Mel." He pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt and showed Rico the tattoo of the Army Ranger tattoo. "Alright, a brutha by a different mutha." We all laughed and Rico said to Mel, "Welcome aboard, brother." We discussed what was going to happen. Mel, was bartending that night. "Paul, I have never been more sorry about anything in my life, like I am for telling Janet about that job. I knew what went on but never imagined it would go so far that she would whore herself out like that. I know Ray could not have known about it." "He didn't, that I am sure of. He went ballistic when he say the recordings. He has agreed not to go to management, until Monday. He wants to have evidence that this was not a one time thing, before he takes it to the higher ups. CYA." We decided it was five o'clock somewhere and popped a cold one. Guess we got a little raucous because Janet came down the hall in her robe, shuffling along, with her head down, hair mussed up. She looked like hell. Rico saw her and in his booming voice said, "Holy fuck, woman you look like you have been rode hard and put away wet." Her head snapped up and her eyes shot open like they were spring loaded. "Rico, what are you doing here. Mel, you too." I told her that Rico had come to visit and I invited Mel to go riding with us today." He walked up to her, picked her up, hugged her and kissed her hard on the lips. When he put her down he swatted her on the ass like he always did, but he put a little more into it this time. She flinched and a pained look came over her face. "I'd still fuck you in a New York minute, Janet." He would tell her that whenever the three of us were together but this time Mel was there. She now had a look of panic on her face, her lips quivered , as she turned and walked back down the hall. "Damn, brother, that is one fucked up woman. I hate to say this because I love you guys like family, but you need to dump her and get on with life. Hell, get it done and come back to San Diego, where you belong." "Yah, she is and that is why this has to go down tonight. I will have all the evidence I need to go to the lawyer Monday morning. I already have taken half of all our money and opened an account in another bank and called and reported our joint credit cards stolen. So they were immediately closed. Of course, it doesn't look like she will have money problems, at the rate she is going." I wasn't home when Janet left for work. Rico, Mel and I were at the shop, working out the details of tonight's festivities and giving Rico's Harley a tune up. He would be in the wind back to San Diego by 2AM. Everything was set. I called Ray and he told me he would be in the booth at 6 PM to make sure anything that went down between Janet and anyone, would be copied. for me. "Can anyone find out that there was a copy made of any of this." "Nope, no way to do that, as far as I know." At 9 o'clock I sat down at the bar and Mel brought me a beer. "Janet stopped by about 6:30 and asked if I knew where you were. I told her probably still out and about with Rico." "Paul, she was not wearing her usual outfit. She had on a dress that was only about 3 inches below her crotch and had snaps from the hem to the waist on both sides. Her stocking tops were showing. I commented on it and she said there was a party for some special players tonight, so Ray thought she should wear something bold and daring. She said she thought the dress fit the bill." "What did Ray say. I know you called him." "Oh yah. He said, bullshit and now he knew something evil was about to happen." I decided to stay at the bar until after Janet was done working. Danced with a couple ladies, who were out on the town. Girls night out they said. They were right up front and told me they were married and had not intention of going any further than dancing. "I like that. Women true to their husbands." I told them. I actually forgot my troubles for awhile, dancing and talking to them. They told me their husbands coached Little League this time of year and there was a game Saturday nights this month, that is why they were here. "Are you going to be here next Saturday." "Yes, last one." I told them maybe I would see them then. They left and I went back to talking to Mel. At 12:30 Janet came into the bar with Ruben. When she saw me, her knees went weak as she had to hold onto Ruben. She slowly walked over to me with Ruben's arm around her. "What are you doing here, honey?" "Having a drink and talking to Mel. Nice outfit, could you find one any shorter." "There were some special guests tonight and Ray wanted me to look extra sexy." "Well, extra sexy is one way of looking at it." "Honey, I'm tired are you coming home with me?" "In awhile. You go home and get showered and I will see you in OUR bed when I get home." "Alright, I will be waiting for you." "Hey Ruben, can I talk to you a moment?" I said. "Sure let me walk Janet to her car first." Mel hollered, "Hey Ben, walk Janet to her car will ya?" Ben is the "doorman". "Ruben, you are supposed to be looking after my wife. Is there something going on back there that I shouldn't know about? In other words, is everything that goes on back there above board and as we were told when Janet got the job. "Yah, everything is fine. The players got a little fresh sometimes. Took a few more liberties than they should've but I shut them down and that was that. I would never let anything happen to Janet. I like her, the players like her and that gets us both some nice tips. It would be crazy for me to let things get out of control." "Okay, glad to hear that. I kinda worry, ya know. I don't want anything bad happening to her." Ben was back and told me Janet was safely on her way. Ruben said he had to get going and would see Mel Sunday night. Janet was in bed with the lights out when I got home. She had on a silken nightie that covered her tits and came to just below her pussy. "Come here baby, I want to suck that beautiful cock of yours. It has been to long. I need to taste you and feel you fill my mouth and coat my throat with your tasty cum." Hell, why not I thought. Let her get me off. She was right it had been awhile, but there was no way I was sticking my cock in either of her holes. No telling who or what has been in them and I'm sure she didn't want me to anyway. At least not right then. I have to admit, that I am gonna miss her blowjobs. She is one magnificent cocksucker, as well as one hot piece of ass, for any age. Her skills got me hard in no time. Without even a hesitation, she engulfed my now raging cock into her hot, slut mouth until the head was at the entrance to her throat. She looked up at me. I became enraged, looking at her like that and pulled her head forward until my 7 inches was impaled all the way until her nose was in my pubic hair. I held her there and thrust my pelvis back and forth, but keeping my cock all the way down her throat. She was struggling, in a panic and pushing on my legs. That was all it took to get my balls to tighten and as I felt them release there load, I pulled my cock all the way out and shot my entire load on her face, as I held her head in my hands. When I was done, I let her go and she ran for the bathroom, coughing, gagging and crying. She was in there almost ten minutes. When she came out her face was all washed and her hair brushed, but tears were still running down her cheeks. "Why did you do that to me, why, why. What have I done to you to deserve that?" I couldn't believe she said that. I told her that she was right, it had been to long and I just got carried away and that I was sorry. Even though I was no more sorry for doing that, then she obviously was sorry for her whoring around. The next day was Sunday. Her first day off. She was very sullen and stayed away from me. At that moment, I don't know why, but I realized the answer to a question I had asked my self, several times. "Why do couples who have been married for decades, suddenly decide to get divorced. It never made sense. Now it did, at least in my case. The phone rang about 4 and Janet answered it. "Ohhhhhhhhh, no. Is he alright, is he gonna live? Where is he?" She was crying, uncontrollably. I took the phone, it was Ray. He said Ruben had been beat to within an inch of his life, right in front of his home, when he got home last night. He is not expected to live. "I want to go see him. He was my friend. Why would someone do that to him?" "Okay, I'll drive you, you are in no condition to drive, come on lets go." We arrived at the hospital. Ray was there talking to the police. "Is he going to live, Ray?" Janet enquired. "It doesn't look good. They had to relieve the pressure on his brain, one lung is collapsed, multiple broken ribs and one leg and arm and he will probably never take a leak again without a tube, if he does survive." Janet broke down and cried uncontrollably. She dropped to the floor. Nobody bothered to help her up. Least of all Ray or I. The cops looked at me. I ignored them. God, how my training came in handy, right now. Ruben died during the night. The three of us were still there when he passed away. Janet went crazy and had to be sedated. I took her home. Ray handed me an envelope on the way out the door. Janet slept all night into the next day sometime. I had left at nine to meet with my lawyer. I had the tapes with me. He looked at them and said, "How do you want this to go down. We can't use these copies of the evidence, but we can get a court order for the tapes from the casino. Will this Ray guy cooperate. "Oh yah. It is his job to check the tapes periodically and he just happened to be standing in for the guy that monitor the room. He was on vacation." "His job is on the line here, so yah, he will cooperate." We got the court order using the copies even if we couldn't use them in the case, but the original would work just fine. The judge told us we were walking a fine line but he was tired of this kind of stuff and granted it. Ray produced the originals and the paperwork for divorce was submitted. The next day at work police detective got hold of me at work and wanted to ask me about the death of a Ruben Swift. He understood that my wife and him worked together at the casino. "Yah, they did. I don't know what I can tell you. I only met him twice. Once when she was hired and once the night he was beaten up." "Where were you between 1 and 3 AM, Sunday morning?" "I was sitting at the bar where I talked to Ruben for a few minutes. I left there about 1:30. Mel, the bartender told me I better get home because my wife would be there by now. From about two until almost 2:30, I was in bed with my wife. She was giving me a blow job. From then on I was asleep until mid morning." He laughed. "Was it good?" I told him she's always good. "You know I had to ask. You were a person of interest." I told him I understood. Needless to say, the cheating whore quit her job and just moped around the house like she had just lost her lover. Oh, wait, she had just lost one of her lovers. My lawyer called and asked when I wanted her served and the casino management wanted to meet with us at 4 this afternoon. "Hell, have her served while we are at the meeting." "Ok, I'll have the Constable and my paralegal do the deed." At four we met with the big wigs of the casino. There lawyers handed my lawyer a paper and he handed it too me. "Plus his fees." I pointed to my lawyer. "Done." No argument. They must have figured they were getting off easy. Maybe we should have hit em for more. Here is what happened. I am a rich man, my lawyer is a little richer, Ray was fired, but because I am a rich man, Ray is now very well off and can take his time looking for another job. I am not as rich now but in 6 months I will be free. My lawyer said that because the casino settled out of court and so soon, that it did not bode well for Janet if she chose to fight the divorce. I guess it is time for me to go home and see how things are going with my soon to be ex-wife. She was laying in the middle of the living room floor balled up in the fetal position, crying her eyes out. "What the fuck's the matter with you. I should be the one that is crying. I am the one who got cheated on, not you. You did the cheating and whoring around, not me. I trusted you, even though I had reservations about that job. You were fine with it." She was listening to me but still sobbing. Not a word had come from her mouth yet. So I kept on. I was on a roll. "I should have put my foot down and said no when we heard what the job entailed but I didn't. That did not give you the go ahead to fuck Ruben and those two big black Arabs, and God only knows who else. Couldn't stay away from those big black cocks could you.?" "Well, now you can fuck all of them you want, I won't be around to object. Oh and don't even think about fighting the divorce. You should get a lawyer to look the papers over but nothing is going to change. Take my word for that. Have your lawyer contact mine for an appointment." She then spoke up and said sullenly, " I am sorry." Two days later the meeting took place at my lawyer's office. Janet was looking devastated. My lawyer told her's about the casino settling out of court. That pretty much sealed Janet's fate. For her 30 years of faithful marriage, I gave her the house, it's paid for but she only got 30% our savings. By law she also got half of my military retirement, but as most of it was disability, that she couldn't touch, she only got a couple hundred a month. She asked for alimony, my lawyer laughed and played the tape of her getting the $1000 and the next time, $1500 and my statement of how much she was making in tips a night and a statement from Ray backing up my statement. The casino had not fired her and even though she told them she quit, there was nothing in writing yet. So as far as they were concerned she still had her job at the time of the signing. If she had not agreed to my demands, we were going to court and she damn sure did not want that. I went to the shop the next day and told my partner, Jimmie and his wife Carol that I was leaving town. I no longer had a home so I was going back to San Diego. "What do you want to do about your end of the business." "Buy me out. How much can you two afford." "We can only get maybe $10,000 at this time." "Sold, I got a nice settlement from the casino. I got no bills, no house to pay taxes on or maintain. I am free as a bird. I'm going to load up the Harley behind my pickup, take my tools and my belongings and go stay with Rico until I can get settled." Speaking of Rico. I never saw him again after he, Mel and I left the shop, that fateful Saturday afternoon. I went by the house to load up. Janet was sitting in the living room, drinking a bottle of wine. "Paul, can you spend a few minutes talking with me, please." "What do you want to talk about and I don't want to hear how sorry you are. I know you are sorry. Sorry for whoring around on me, sorry for getting caught and sorry that we are never gonna get back together. Now what else you want to talk about." She started crying again. "I know you don't want to hear that I love you, but I did and I still do. I disrespected you. You trusted me to not let the players or myself cross that invisible line. I know we are through because there is no trust left on your part. I was stupid and I think the money and the glitz and the sex was just more than I could overcome. I fell into their trap and got caught with no way out." "You stupid bitch. All you had to do was walk away. You knew I was there for you but no your cunt was getting that big cock again and you loved it. You had a way out, you chose not to take it." "You're right and I will regret that for the rest of my life." "But Ruben, what happened to Ruben. Did you have anything to do with that?" "Do you think I did? Hell, woman I was raping your whoring throat while he was getting beaten. He got what he deserved, whoever did it." "Now anything else?" "What do we tell our daughter?" "I told her we were getting divorced and it would be final in 6 months. I told her you would explain the whole sordid affair to her." "If there is nothing else, I got packing to do. I will be out of your house and life shortly." Packed and loaded, I headed for San Diego, via Las Vegas. Gonna have a little fun on the way. Two months later, the divorce was final. I will miss her. 31 years and all we went through, to end up like this. A warning to anyone that thinks they can handle the swinging lifestyle. Beware of unforeseen pitfalls along the way, that will surely lead you to a divorce. Janet's New Job Ch. 02 The end of this saga. Life has become pretty interesting for me since returning to San Diego and also along the way.