91 comments/ 91071 views/ 8 favorites Sailing Onto the Rocks By: Balladeer I was waiting at the cruise ship dock in Vancouver to surprise my wife, Milly and her long time friend Donna. They were returning from a two week cruise to Alaska and the ship had just docked. Passengers queued to disembark and collect their bags. I watched the ramp and the deck railings scanning the crush of people for the "girls". I called them "girls" despite the fact that Milly was 59 and had been married to me for almost 40 years and Donna was 65 and ready to retire from her job managing a dry cleaning operation. They were planning to stay one night in a hotel near the docks and catch a float plane the next day but I was going to surprise them by driving them back home. I knew both women would want to get back to Vancouver Island to enjoy a summer day at home. It would also be a break for me. I couldn't wait to cuddle up with Milly for some loving in our own bed after two weeks apart. At last I spotted Donna. She was near a deck rail, holding hands with a man I didn't recognize. Since Donna is a spinster who hasn't has a relationship with a man for at least five years I thought that was great. They kissed and looked around for someone. Milly I presumed. Finally there was Milly. To my dismay and astonishment she was also holding hands with a man and they were even more demonstrative. They were obviously swapping spit in a very french kiss and then giggling like teenagers as they caught up with Dona and her beau. I watched as the couples continued their physical displays of affection along the deck, down the stairs, along the next deck and finally the ramp. They disappeared into a building where luggage was dispensed and emerged a few minutes later. They were so caught up in goodbye kisses they didn't see me standing there, mouth agape. The men left to catch a tour bus that would take them to the airport and the women turned to walk to the taxi stand for a ride to the Marriott. It was then that they saw me. Apparently they did not realize I had seen them. Milly ran to me and put her arms around my neck. I didn't feel like kissing her at that moment but I allowed a quick peck on the lips and then said."We need to talk". "The car is this way" I said, taking the big roller bag from Milly as they followed me to the parking lot. I opened the hatch and hoisted the bags into the back. Donna got in the back and Milly the front passenger seat. I hopped in the driver's side and fired up the engine. "Ben, please let me explain" Milly whimpered."I don't know what you saw but you are jumping to conclusions." "I won't discuss this with Donna present. I guess it will be a quiet few hours." my voice was starting to crack as I said it. I said it forcefully enough I guess as the conversation was cut off. We drove in silence to the ferry. Sat in silence waiting to board and sat quietly in the coffee lounge on the ferry except for taking coffee orders. The ferry ride is two hours then it's about an hour and a half to our place. I stopped and helped Donna with her bags then headed for home. A few minutes later the bags were in the house and Milly and I stared at each other for a moment not sure how to start. "Let's sit in the family room", I suggested "I will get us some wine". As I poured the Shiraz into the fine crystal glasses, I began. "Who is the guy I saw you playing tonsil tag with? What happened on that cruise and what the hell is going on? I caution you - tell the truth or I will walk out of here and we will be done." "His name is Eric. It meant nothing. I don't know what to say or how to explain but it never amounted to anything. Oh God what do you want me to say?" Milly was shaking as she spoke. "I am sorry if I was gruff just now. Just start at the beginning, tell me the truth and don't leave anything out. I will try not to interrupt." I tried to encourage her to open up. The following is her account. "We were all at the same table for dinner. Eric, Theo, Donna, me and two married couples. Theo was raised in Italy by an Italian mother and an American father. As you know Donna spent several years over there studying art and the two really hit it off right away. After dinner the two married couples left as we kept talking. Eric suggested we go to the jazz bar and we did. Once there the guys danced with us and it was apparent that Donna and Theo were getting friendly. Donna took me to the powder room and asked if it was OK if she took Theo to our room for a while and I stayed with Eric. I thought she was moving a bit fast but it was good to see her with a man. I said OK. Eric and I stayed for a couple of hours, sipping wine and dancing. Finally I figured I would check on Donna. Eric and I walked to our cabin and I knocked on the door. Donna answered wearing just a sheet wrapped around her. She giggled that they were not done yet. Eric said let's go to his and Theo's cabin and for called for Theo to come up and let us know when I could return. It seemed that they were spending the night when after an hour or so he didn't return. Meanwhile Eric put some music on and we danced. He rubbed my back and kissed my neck and I guess with all the wine I went along with it. Soon he was kissing me and leading me to the bed. It just felt so good that I let things continue and we had sex. We fell asleep and I realized what I had done the next morning. I felt terrible so I gathered my things and went down to our room. Donna and Theo were on the balcony in bath robes having coffee. I joined them and we chatted for a bit and then Theo left. I cried and kept saying what have I done? Donna held me until I calmed down and then said: Please don't ruin this for me. I might never have another man want me like this. I told her I would try to give her the space she needed to enjoy this but that I couldn't keep having sex with Eric. I will just try to get Eric to understand that I am a a married woman and we can only be friends. We met the guys at lunch and joined them. After lunch we went to our rooms and changed into swim suits and met the guys at the pool. After swimming and sunning for an hour, Donna and Theo left. There was no need to tell us where or what they were doing. Eric put sun tan lotion on me and I did him. Then we went for a walk around the deck looking at the glaciers and rugged fiords. We ended up back at Eric and Theo's room and you can guess what happened. I went back to our room to change for dinner and Donna was already changing and doing her makeup. As we got ready she said. I know you did it again, I can see it on you. Would you consider switching rooms? You move your stuff to Eric's room and Theo move in here with me? Given what had happened, I gave in and agreed. We switched rooms. After that it was like we were real couples. We did activities and shore excursions together and each night went to our rooms with our partners. I got caught up in the romance and excitement of the situation, a new man - the first since in almost 40 years and the ship and the beauty around us. I never thought you would find out. I thought when the cruise was over everything would just go back to the way it was. I am so sorry, Ben. It was a selfish and stupid thing to do." "OK, I can understand how you say it happened" I croaked, "Tell me more about the sex. Was it good? Better than me? Bigger than me? I feel like I need to hear what happened to grasp the meaning. Can you tell me about it?" "The sex was good. Not better than us but different simply because it was new and the forbidden aspect made it exciting. He was not noticeably bigger than you but it felt different. Some nights we had long sessions and did it multiple times. Other times it was just a 'quicky' and we fell asleep. Is that what you need to hear?" she paused not knowing how to proceed. "Did you do things with him that we don't do?" I asked. I was feeling shaky inside as I began to absorb the implications of what she was revealing. "well I gave him oral which I stopped doing for you when I thought you cheated on me many years ago. Please honey, I will do that for you from now on, anytime you want." she went on, stumbling for words to try to make things better. "I guess I suspected that. Did he do you anally too?" I asked, setting a more angry tone. "No sweetheart. You know I am afraid of that. I would never do that. What can I do to make this up to you?" she was sounding more and more afraid and I was sounding less hurt and more angry. "I think I need a blow by blow description. Start with that first night. What did he do? What did you do? I don't know if I can bear to hear every night's details but I need some. Can you do that?" I tried to speak softly but the tenseness of my voice revealed my anger. "I already told you about the first night. We danced and touched and kissed. He led me to the bed. The kissing became french kisses and he unzipped my dress and pulled it from my shoulders. He kissed my neck and my arms and my chest and he pulled my bra straps down and kissed my breasts. He opened the hooks on my bra and pulled it off and kissed and sucked my nipples. Then he got up and started taking off his shirt. I also got up and dropped my dress to the floor. we kissed as we stood there and I undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. I pulled down his shorts and his penis popped up against my cheek. I kissed it and he stepped out of his shorts. Then he pulled down my panty hose and panties all in one and I stepped out of them. so we were both naked. The lights were very low but enough so we could see each other. He sat on the bed and pulled me next to him. Then he laid me down with my legs still dangling over the edge of the bed and began to kiss my tummy and my thighs. As he got closer to my sex I kept saying Please. Please. over and over. Finally he licked me all up and down and I began to buck against him. He lapped and sucked the juices from me as I came for him. Finally he helped me up to the pillows and opened my legs. He got on top and entered me. He didn't start thrusting right away. He just slowly moved in and out until I started to hump back then he picked up the pace. I must have come three or four times when he finally came. I was soaked and the bed had a huge wet spot. He tried to touch me again but I couldn't take any more so we just cuddled until we fell asleep. Is that what you mean? Is that what you want to hear?" We gazed at each other as tears fell from both our eyes. There was more empathy and less anger as I urged her to continue. It hurt to hear how much she had enjoyed being with Eric but my morbid curiosity drove me to ask for more. "The next day Eric pulled me into his room and since we only had swim suits on it took no time to get naked. This time he really explored my body in the daylight. I felt so exposed as he touched and caressed every part of me. When he started eating me again we were in a 69 position on our sides. His cock was right in front of me. I just opened my mouth and took in all I could. I could tell how much he loved it as he moaned as I slowly stroked it in and out of my mouth. I could tell as he tensed up that he could not hold off but I simply wanted to give as much pleasure as he gave me the night before. He flooded my mouth with his cum and I swallowed it down. Then he turned around and kissed me deeply tasting himself on me. Then he went back to the original position and pleasured me until I thought I could take no more. His manhood began to harden and I sucked it in to my mouth until he was rigid again. He pulled me on top of him and entered me that way. I rode him until I was out of breath but I couldn't make him cum. He flipped us over so he could pump away and we both came together and collapsed in a sweaty heap. I don't know how long I was there but finally I got up, grabbed my suit and left to shower and get ready for dinner." Milly paused from her long story of shipboard romance and asked if I could get some more wine. I was so en-wrapped by her story that I didn't realize the bottle was empty. As I opened the new bottle I told her to please go on. "Donna asked me to switch rooms while I was getting dressed. I hadn't thought of this going beyond the coming evening but I realized that she was serious about Theo and I would enjoy playing honeymoon with Eric. After a few moments thought, I agreed and packed my things. We joined the guys for dinner then Theo got his stuff from their room and I got mine from ours and after unpacking we met up for drinks at one of the ships lounges. The next day was a glacier tour and the ship would dock early so we headed back to our rooms. Eric got a bottle of champagne to celebrate our new accommodations and we kissed as we walked up the stairs to our deck. I know you probably thought we jumped straight into bed but we didn't. We got glasses and took the champagne out to the balcony and sat on the deck chairs watching the dark water. We sipped and chatted and finally Eric said time for bed. We got changed and snuggled under the covers. I thought we might just fall asleep but then I felt Eric's hard cock poking my butt I turned over and we started kissing and soon he was rubbing my pussy. He licked his hand since I was having trouble getting lubrication and slowly worked on me until I started to flow. He pulled my leg up over him while we were still on our sides and slowly entered me. He slowly moved in and out until we got comfy and then he began to rub my 'clit' with his hand while still moving slowly up and down. My climax seemed to come from no where. One second I was just enjoying the moment the next I was shuddering. He rolled me onto my back and thrust hard and fast I came again and then he came and rolled back on his side pulling me with him so we stayed connected. We kissed and stroked each other until his soft dick finally dropped out of me, then fell into a deep needed sleep. In the morning we went to get the other "love birds" but they were worse for wear. They decided to stay while we went on the glacier tour. We met Charles and Agnes and Richard and Shirley our dinner companions and we all went together for a ride on a big van thing with huge tires. The guide told us all about the glacier and how fast it has receded in the last few years. We all had drinks and lunch in a big chalet building then the three of us ladies went shopping and the guys went down to the docks and checked out boats and stuff. Finally it was time so we got back to the ship. We went back to the room and got changed for dinner. Eric was teasing and getting fresh with me but I managed to get dressed and fix my hair and make up after I sent him down to the lounge to get drinks for us. I joined him and Donna and Theo soon showed up. We all had a drink and then headed to the dinning room. After dinner we saw a Vegas style show in the theater and danced for a bit in the club and then headed back to the room. We got ready for bed, watched a little TV and Eric was getting fresh again, grabbing my tits and trying to get hands inside my nightie. Finally we laid on the bed him propped on the headboard and me on top of him. As we watched the news he stroked my belly and when he got to my boobs he found hard nipples ready for him. He kept touching softly and bunched up my nightgown until my pussy was exposed and then he began to slowly work on me. By the time the news was over I was ready to go. He mounted me without any further ado and I came within minutes then he filled me with his cum and we spooned until we fell asleep. In the morning he had coffee made so we could sit on the balcony and enjoy the scenery before heading to breakfast. I don't know how much more to tell you. The next week or so was more of the same. We made love at least once a day and sometimes a few times a day. Although I liked Eric very much and enjoyed our time together immensely my feelings for him were never like the way that I love you. Now that I say it I regret that I hurt you but I do not regret having this one fling in our entire lives together. It was a special experience. I hope you can forgive me and we can get back to being us again but nothing I say or do will change the fact that I did this. I will never do it again, please tell me everything will be OK". After a few minutes of silent reflection, I began: "I will always love you. I think I understand what this meant to you and what it didn't. I was angry because I felt threatened. I wanted to hurt you and hurt your boyfriend, Eric. That was because I was afraid that this would change you and change us, that it might even drive us apart. I think I can give up my anger and fear as long as you can be close to me and reassure me that I am your number one. Your honesty and openness answering my questions really helped. Now let's go to bed so you can reacquaint me with the concept of blow jobs." Just then the phone rang. Milly answered it and turned to me looking surprised and a bit sheepish. "It's Donna. Theo and Eric are coming up in a couple of weeks. They want to take Donna and me to Victoria for the Labor Day weekend." Sailing Onto The Rocks - Sequel Thank-you Balladeer for allowing me to write a sequel to your story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed reading your original. _____________________________ I have thoroughly enjoyed reading Balladeer's story quite a few times now and each time I found myself wondering what happened after Milly hurt Ben, her husband. If you are looking for sex scenes this probably isn't the story for you. I have tried to deal with the destruction of a marriage by a cheating wife and the subsequent revenge......and eventual forgiveness....but the damage had been done. You might gather that I am not a lover of cheating wives. Is the revenge over the top....maybe. Before you read this I highly recommend you read Balladeer's great original story 'Sailing onto the Rocks' first to understand what has happened. _____________________________ Everything happened so quickly; I couldn't believe what she said she'd done. To tell the truth I knew I had big problems when I saw them leaving the cruise boat arm in arm, but to actually hear her tell me, I was gutted. Maybe I just should have thrown her out then and there, but she was my life; what I lived for and I loved her so much. When she didn't bat an eyelid when she told me she didn't regret her affair it was like she pushed a knife into my chest. If she had been remorseful and never seen them again maybe things would have been different. Initially it was my love for her that made me forgive her for being unfaithful; I didn't want to ever lose her; not ever; she meant the world to me. When Milly said she wanted to go away with them I knew what that meant no matter what she told me; she released an anger I had never felt before and now that love was a thing of the past. Well....maybe not; I still loved her so much it hurt, but not as much as the pain she just inflicted on me when she asked if she could go away with them again. She was saying all the wrong things to save our marriage and it was obvious she didn't know me very well after all of our years together if she thought I would be happy with what was happening. It only got worse later when I listened to the recordings of her conversations on the phone with Donna when I discovered it had all been planned while they were still on the boat. Donna had told Milly that I would willing accept her affair so long as she kept fucking me every night and that I would never do anything about it except beg her to stop because we'd been married for 40 years. She went on to say I would be too scared to lose her; maybe she had been right in the end except she knew nothing about my demons they released when they cuckolded me and my need for revenge for what they had done. I remembered a favourite character of mine in a William Shakespeare play from when I was young and how he was cheated out of what I thought was justly his and I had sworn then that would never happen to me. I thought he was a good role model. As soon as we had walked in the door from getting back from the boat, I put my plan into action just in case my life went to shit; and it did when she told me everything I didn't want to hear, but then it only got worse; so much worse. How could she do this to me? I had thought out what I would have to do on the way home but I still had to flesh out much of the detail if I thought my marriage was finished. I already had close up photos of them on the deck and walking down the ramp then saying their good-byes as they parted company. I had taken the photos with my trusty Nikon digital camera with a decent telephoto lens of them exchanging tongues and hugging so I knew the quality and clarity of the photos would be good; but most important I had clear photos of his cruise photo Id hanging around his neck that showed his name; it turned out a good move. Milly refused to give me his full name saying, "Ben, please trust me. His name isn't important because I'll never be seeing him again." Those words still ring in my ears. She must have been a little worried I might try to track him down if I found out; well tough shit....I did and he paid in the end. I had also taken some of his mate with Donna; I wasn't sure of their role at that stage. If Milly thought I was cold and distant on the way home she had yet to discover the monster in me and I knew she wouldn't like him. Deep down I didn't want to lose her but I wanted her to make the final decision; I could have confronted her when I found out what had been planned but then I would have wondered if she would stay faithful for the rest of our lives. Well, the rules of engagement changed as soon as she asked to go away with them straight after she admitted her affair and I remembered a line from an old Sherlock Holmes movie where he said, "The game's afoot." When we had arrived home I made the excuse I was getting a bottle of wine from the cellar to drink as we discussed what had happened; and if I could forgive her; god knows I wanted to and I did; I really did; but then came the phone call. Did she think I was a wimp willingly accepting her affair? While I was down in the cellar I switched on the voice activated phone tap and the video surveillance cameras throughout the house; just in case he came one day when I was at work. I wanted to record everything she said in case I needed it later and more importantly I needed to know the truth. I knew she wasn't telling me everything and I could see she was lying; it was written all over her face. I was upset when Donna phoned and Milly turned to me and asked if she could go away with them in a few weeks for the long weekend; I thought my life was finished. She had only just finished promising that she would make it all up to me with a hot night of sex, then "BAM!".....she sucker punched me. I couldn't understand how Milly could throw away 40 years just like that? In the space of a few minutes she totally destroyed me; god, I was so angry; I had to get out of the house before I did something I would regret. Luckily I hadn't had too much to drink and I grabbed my car keys and headed for the door. On my way out I turned and said, "Milly, please don't do this; you said he meant nothing to you. You're an adult and responsible for your actions and you need to remember I love you. I don't think I could ever forgive you if you go away with them again." Obviously what I said or how I felt meant nothing to her; she had made up her mind long before....then I remembered she said, "I do not regret having this fling." How could anything I say change her mind now but I knew I had to give her the chance. I drove around for a while getting angrier with every passing minute and I ended up stopping at a bar before I killed myself in a vehicle accident; I hadn't been there for a long time. As I walked in I saw an old acquaintance sitting by himself in a quiet booth; he was probably the dodgiest private investigator in town. He took one look at my face and called me over as he ordered a scotch for me; I was surprised he remembered what I drank. It didn't take him long to get me to tell him what was wrong and had happened. He asked me what I was going to do about it and I told him I wanted the four of them to hurt for what they had done and what they were planning to do to me; there was no way on this earth I was going to be a willing cuckold either now or the rest of my life. He was good at getting in business and he led me in the direction I thought I wanted to go as he asked if I knew who they were. I told him Milly might have been worried about what I would do and refused to tell me their full names, but I had some photos. He turned to me and whispered, "You just want 'some hurt' or 'extreme vengeance'?" My answer was quick and I just said, "Extreme!" I could see him smiling as he asked what sort of things I had thought of; it all meant more business for him; he hated cheating wives as well. I told him what I had been thinking about then he suggested I go home and "just fuck the bitch" while I still had her and then come and see him tomorrow when we could develop my ideas and talk about organising some 'extreme pain' to go their way and how much it would cost. I knew I liked him for a reason now; I had spent very little time with him because he had some very unsavoury friends; at a price they could be my friends as well. When I arrived home Milly wasn't downstairs so I went down to the basement and listened to her conversation with Donna that had been recorded and it confirmed my suspicions that it had all been planned. Milly told her that things didn't go according to plan and I had suspected she had an affair and she had confessed. She thought I had forgiven her when she rang and asked about the weekend away and then I became very cold again and had stormed out. Milly was worried that I might divorce her if they went ahead with it but Donna was quickly calming her by saying we had been married for 40 years and I wouldn't throw that away and die a lonely old man. Donna then went further and suggested that Milly on the other hand could divorce me and take me to the cleaners if things became difficult and then she could marry Eric if she wanted to. I could tell in Milly's voice she didn't want that to happen and she was just there for the excitement and the fun. Donna finished up by saying she knew me well enough to know that so long as Milly kept giving me mercy fucks I wouldn't complain; I was only a male. She stressed it was important she fucked me tonight to sort of get me back into the saddle, so to speak. It made me wonder if Milly's promise of a great night of hot sex was because she loved me still or was just a planned mercy fuck. They could all burn in hell now for all I cared. Did she really think I was going to lie down and cop it sweet; not fucking likely? I locked everything away and went upstairs and Milly was laying naked on top of the bed waiting for me. God she was beautiful; she didn't look anywhere near her 59 years, in fact she didn't even look 45 years old. I could see she was awake so I asked, "Well, what did you decide?" She answered timidly, "They have already booked the Chalet and it would be a shame to waste it. Ben, nothing will happen; I promise. Eric doesn't mean anything to me. I won't let him touch me again. It's only a weekend away for some fun with my friends." I couldn't believe the crap she was giving me after what I had heard in the basement and replied, "Milly, I was prepared to forgive for your adultery on the cruise but if you go away with them again there's a good chance our marriage could be over." She quickly answered, "You have to learn to trust me Ben. It will make our marriage stronger. Ben, you're the only man I love. You know that." "That's complete bullshit," I thought to myself; I should have said it aloud. Milly must have believed she'd got away it and I was too scared to stop her. Milly looked me as she opened her legs and spread her labia for me; she had never spread herself for me like that before. What she offered looked so inviting and I wondered if she had shaved all of her pubic hair off on the cruise for him as well. As I stared for a moment I imagined I could see his cum running from her open pussy down thought the crack in her arse and any thought of going down on her was now totally gone; I was almost vomiting just thinking about it. So this was to be the first of my mercy fucks? I thought not as I undressed then just hopped into bed and ignored her; I just lay there with my back to her. Milly was shocked; for the whole of our marriage I had given her great oral sex every time I came into the room and found her waiting; it was our unwritten rule. She should have taken the hint and been worried by now; sadly she stuck to their plan. I knew Donna had told her it was really important that she had to fuck me tonight so I waited to see what she would do. She seemed to take forever but she gradually moved closer to me and reached over and found my cock rock hard; it had betrayed me because I knew what was coming. She wanked me for a bit to get my interest but I was sick of her games; I decided to take the advice I was given earlier and pushed her away as I got off the bed. I saw her hand cover her mouth in shock; nothing like that had ever happened between us. Once my feet touched the floor I stood up and moved to the end of the bed and climbed between her legs pushing my cock hard into her pussy; I thought she deserved it like that. She gasped; maybe it hurt her; it probably did; she had tears in her eyes but my demons she released didn't care less. Really, I didn't think she would be game to complain. There was no way I was ever going to put my mouth or tongue near her cunt again. I felt her getting wet so I just pushed harder and faster and then came deep in her without waiting for her. I had always waited for her to orgasm first before I allowed myself to cum; but not this time. Once I finished I wiped my shrinking cock on her thighs then just rolled away from her; I knew I had to remember to get checked out for STD's on Monday and I hoped like hell they hadn't given her HIV. I suspected she was waiting for some kissing and cuddling like we usually did but I knew it would be a very long time before I could ever kiss her mouth again after she had given her dipship buddies blow-jobs throughout the cruise. That had really pissed off so much when she said she had done that because she had refused to give them to me at all for such a long time. I knew I had issues about where my mouth went but it wasn't me that betrayed our marriage vows. She was sobbing quietly to herself as I drifted off to sleep; I had nightmares all night. My love for her had turned to disgust; for tonight anyway. We usually went to church every Sunday morning but by the time Milly was awake I was long gone. Personally, I didn't give a rat's arse if she went to church or not any more. I was up early for a reason and had downloaded and printed the photos from the day before as well as burning them on to a DVD; I discovered could see their names clearly; what a bonus. I downloaded a couple of Apps onto her IPhone and activated then hid them; now I would get a copy of every text she sent and received sent to me. The other told me every phone number she dialled or who called her. I had originally thought of disconnecting her phone but I knew I would lose a valuable source of information I needed so that I didn't get blindsided again; in any case she could easily go out and buy a prepaid cell phone if I did. My PI was on time and we entered his office together and as we sat I handed my pictures and copy of the phone recording to him. He had some programmes on his PC that made me wonder if they were legal as they seemed to give him access to a lot of information that I couldn't find on the internet. Our two heroes had married late in life and worked together in Eric's father's company. Eric had married the boss' daughter and both he and Theo both had teenage children; we had their addresses as well. I laughed when I told him that the men had told Donna and Milly they were single and there was even talk of marriage; more fool them. Within a couple of hours we knew so much about them but we needed more information to make it all work. We eventually discussed having the two men beaten and I thought that was great; I loved it. He told me he would let me know when it would happen so that I could have some good witnesses to say I wasn't there or involved. It was expensive but his 'friends' guaranteed their work. I didn't think anything of it when I jokingly suggested I would pay an additional $5,000 if they were turned into eunuchs. He thought it was funny and we laughed together as he said, "You really hate the fuckers don't you?" I looked into his face and answered, "Of course I fucking hate them! What do you think?" Then I added, "But no head injuries; I want them both to remember everything about the hurt they suffered while they were being beaten. There would be no joy if they were unconscious and didn't know what really happened." He grinned even more then said, "Hey Ben, remind me never to piss you off, OK?" I laughed again then told him it had to happen after the Labor Day Weekend; I wanted to be sure if Milly was true to her word and refused sex with them. It might have saved my marriage. I still needed to deal with her evil friend who was helping them make me a cuckold. I asked him if he knew anyone who would torch a building for me; I joked as I said it in case he thought it was over the top. For some reason he looked around as if checking the office for anyone one else then said quietly, "I have a friend who is on bail at the moment who has a record for arson as long as your arm; he is a real fire bug but he knows his work. He goes on trial next month for another arson case. He's going to jail whatever happens but he could need some help with his lawyer's costs. I asked if he could be trusted and he answered he was actually his brother and for a few extra dollars my name would never be mentioned; that was good enough for me. We planned it like a military operation. I gave him Donna's cell number and a cropped photo of her I had prepared and suggested he buy a throwaway prepaid cell phone for his brother. I told him my plan that on Sunday morning at about 10 am of the Labor Day Weekend he should send Donna a text saying something like, "Make sure you are clear at 11 pm tonight. You can still stop it any time before then if you change your mind." If she phoned back he could just say he dialled the wrong number. Then after he torched Donna's work and her flat above it he should send another text saying, "Job is done. See you for the money on Tuesday night when and where we agreed." Then we discussed the merits in his brother leaving some clues and getting picked up or if it all went well that he contact the insurance company to help arrange a plea bargain. His brother was sure he would be picked up if he used the same MO, he hopefully would be able to plea bargain then and implicate Donna as the one who hired him. They would have his phone with the texting history to her; he might even get less time on the first charge if he was lucky and played his cards right. That was Donna taken care of; with some luck she would spend some time in prison for her involvement and the cost of a good lawyer would send her broke. At the barest minimum she would end up with no job, no accommodation, no insurance and everything she owned would be gone. We knew their men lived in another town and my PI told me he had a friend there who could follow them and would get back to us quickly so that we could implement another phase in my pay-back. It would cost of course; but didn't everything? The funny thing was I was paying for all this with our joint savings so if we ended up in divorce she would be helping to pay for the proof of her own infidelity. I felt sure we were going to run out of time though. He phoned his contact; another PI then emailed him the photos and their names and what we already knew about them. I heard him through the phone when he downloaded the attachments and read the email; it was unbelievable luck as he already knew of them; he'd been following them for another unhappy husband who they had cuckolded; they had been busy hadn't they? The time lines looked good again for something I wanted done as he told us they drank together every Tuesday night at the same bar in town and picked up any female they could to fuck; they really fancied themselves as God's gifts to all women. We now also had a date for their beatings; the Tuesday after the long weekend; I didn't want to drag this out too long. I listened intently as the contract on them was confirmed by phone with some out of town professionals; the finer details would be sent later after I was gone. I think they were working on the assumption that what I didn't know couldn't hurt me.....or them. Sailing Onto The Rocks - Sequel I still wanted to cause some additional hurt and embarrassment all round so we discussed something we had touched on the previous night. I asked if he knew of a really good looking prostitute who could pass as an unhappy wife. The only thing was that she had to have Syphilis or Gonorrhoea; certainly not HIV or any of the STDS that can't be cured; I might want my Milly back one day but without a gift that kept giving. He told me he knew a young mother who was whoring herself out and for the right money he was sure she would allow herself to get infected and do the deed for us with our two wayward husbands so they could share it with their wives as well as Donna and Milly. He told me that I would have to pay her wages while she was being treated and I was happy with that, then he looked through his old well used Teledex on his table and phoned her. I couldn't believe my luck again when she told him she current boyfriend had given her the clap and would be happy to help out so long as she was paid. She would be over in a few minutes as she didn't live far. She didn't lie and either did he. When she knocked at his door I couldn't believe she had to prostitute herself out. She had a baby on her hip and she looked absolutely gorgeous. The thought crossed my mind quickly I should just ditch Milly and have this young mother live with me; but of course I still loved Milly. We discussed money and she liked what I told her. She said she could leave her baby with her mother for a few days and we organised her flights and hotel as well as gave her 'incidentals' money. We told her about the two men and gave her their photos and their details and told how she had to give them both the clap this coming Tuesday. It could only be that night to make sure they passed it onto their wives before the weekend away as they might become unavailable soon after. She laughed and said it was ironic that we wanted her to act as a lonely deserted wife; she already was one. Then she told me she liked me and when she was cured she wanted to call around and give me one on the house; a freebee. I was scared if she did that I might never let her leave; I really liked her and we got on so well. I thought about that later and realized my values differed for both women. I wasn't prepared to put up with Milly cheating on me because we were married but I was happy to think about a prostitute knowing what she had done for a living. How strange was that? I wasn't sure how much more of a pounding my bank account could take but I told him I needed evidence of their weekend in the chalet; photos, audio, video, the lot if I could get it; I wanted to sue their arses off when I filed for divorce on the grounds of Adultery. He told to get the place bugged properly I would have to find out where they had already booked. I told him I would try, otherwise he might just have to follow them and play it by ear; he wasn't keen on that. It had been a long morning and we had done everything we could; it had been very productive. I had to go home now and listen to what Milly would have told Donna. Milly was standing in the kitchen when I walked in from the garage. I could see she wanted to say something but then turned and continued whatever she was doing at the sink. I stopped for a moment and asked if she had reconsidered; I really wanted her back and I knew the path I was taking would hurt me just as much. Her answer was short, "I've made up my mind. You can't stop me doing this; I really want to go. I've told you nothing will happen but you don't trust me. And Ben I wanted to go to church this morning but you were gone when I got up. I waited for you to come home and take me." I just shook my head knowing she was sealing her fate and went upstairs and changed then returned to the basement to listen to what had been happening. Donna had phoned some time after I left earlier in the day to see how my mercy fuck went; she wanted every minute detail. She must have desperately wanted Milly with her and was keeping up the words of encouragement as Milly was frightened by what happened last night; she had every right to be. What I couldn't understand why Donna was hell bent on destroying our marriage; maybe she was jealous. Milly had told her we had made love last night; I thought to myself, "There was no love in what we did; it was just sex." Milly continued and told her that for the first time in our married life I had refused to go down on her. Donna then responded and promised that Eric and Theo would both make it up to her and when I was used to her having lovers as part of our lives I would be grateful to get what I could and do anything for her; maybe even a cream pie and they both laughed. No wonder Donna was still single. The way Donna talked it just confirmed that Milly had already been fucked by both men on the cruise; either together or they had just swapped partners. It only hardened my resolve to make them all pay....and hurt. Monday morning I phoned in to work and told them I had an urgent doctor's appointment and would be in later. I regretted fucking Milly on Saturday and Sunday nights now and for my own piece of mind I needed to know if she had given me anything contagious. I had all the tests that they could think of and they told me I would get them back in a week; that suited me perfectly although it was a long time to have to worry. I knew I was going to miss making love to her and having her around; Donna was right and I really was scared of ending up a lonely old man after all. I was like cat on the proverbial hot tin roof all Tuesday. Milly tried her hardest to get me to give her oral sex again but as far as I was concerned she was now just a cheap whore to be used when she tried to give me their planned mercy fucks and I wasn't playing her game so I just fucked her like I had the last few nights. I had almost given up trying to talk her out of going but I had to try and each evening I stopped and spoke to her when I arrived home and asked her not to go. Each time she got bolder and just kept telling me it would make our marriage stronger. Did she really believe what she was telling me? How could she be so naïve? When I arrived home each night I went to my basement workshop and listened as the two talked. Every day Donna was in her ear again telling her how good it would all get and how quickly I would come around and love her more than I did before. She even told her that once I knew I had no choice I would quickly accept Eric and Theo in our life as her lovers. At one stage I had to laugh when Donna told Milly she had cuckolded me and Milly jumped straight in and told her she would never do that to me; she loved me too much; surely she couldn't be that stupid believing that she hadn't done it already. Wednesday dragged on and I couldn't wait any longer so I phoned my PI. He told me he had just heard from our girl; she was at the airport and on her way back. She said she was sore and the two of them were a pair of pricks and deserved the gift she gave them. The two men had taken the bait hook, line and sinker and both had fucked her all night after picking her up in the bar they frequented. She complained they were very rough and had treated her badly leaving bruises and marks all over her body. What she said made me wonder how they had treated Milly. We asked her to wait before she visited the clinic as we didn't want to show our hand just yet when she supplied the names of all previous partners. When she arrived back we would give her their full names and work addresses to give to the clinic for them to contact and by then of course the trail would then lead to their wives as well as Milly and Donna. Everything was falling into place. It only got better when Eric sent Milly a text on her IPhone saying he had set up a Hotmail account complete with password for her so that they could email each other as well as text. His very first email contained photos of the chalet they had booked and the address. Reading his email it was pretty clear he was building her up for a hot weekend; he was very graphic in what he told her they were going to do; she definitely knew she was going to be well fucked by both of them. Her responses left me in no question that our marriage as it stood now was truly finished as she told him how much she had been looking forward to having their cocks deep inside her again; she was missing them. I forwarded it all on to my PI and at the same time phoning him to tell him I was forwarding the email on to him. I also needed his advice of a lawyer; a very ruthless and successful one and he knew the best of them......or was that the worst? Studying the Merchant of Venice in school all those years ago had always had a profound effect on me; I always had felt sorry for Shylock as he had been cheated out of his pound of flesh; he had forgotten about the blood. I didn't; I had learnt from his mistake and I would get my pound of flesh and any blood that came with it; the lawyer he recommended was dammed good. It turned out if I wanted photos and video he would have to rent the chalet for a "midweek holiday" so that he could install the surveillance equipment properly. When I agreed he asked if I wanted to go with him for a break but I told him I couldn't stomach the thought and declined. Of course it would be more cost but I knew it was worth it when Eric's second email to Milly shattered me completely. It was one thing to know your wife of 40 years has been unfaithful but he attached several digital photos of him and Theo at her from both ends; I would make sure I would attach one or maybe all of them to the divorce papers for when she was served. I was sure their wives would enjoy them as well when hand delivered envelopes were given to them, probably on the Thursday or Friday at the hospital. We had decided to include the DVD and photos from the weekend as well as a letter from the VD clinic telling them their husbands had in all likely hood passed on STDs to them and they should visit their nearest clinic at their earliest convenience. I was curious how he could arrange that as well but I had already learned it was amazing what my money could do. Now we only had to hope and wait for word that our two predators had made love to their unsuspecting wives; of course I felt sorry for the wives but I needed them really pissed off in case they had open marriages. I wasn't sure how we would ever find out if they did but then I was told that the PI who was keeping an eye on them had a very powerful directional mic and was able to confirm that they were busy placating and infecting their wives before their long weekend 'away fishing with the boys.' Timing would be all important now; there was so much that could go wrong but if it came together it would be worth it and the financial benefits from suing them would help pay for my outlays. Nothing really changed at home now; I kept asking Milly not to go away and she kept telling me I had to trust her and how it would renew and strengthen the bond between us. I did fuck her a few more times but there was no joy in it at all; I missed the love and the affection. The test results for 'all and any' STD's came back clean; I had to be thankful for that but I knew my life would be in turmoil after the weekend. I finally heard from my PI; he was enjoying his short little holiday in Victoria. He would have to stay longer of course to capture the information being relayed from the Chalet, and after they had gone, retrieve his cameras, but that wouldn't cost extra because he had a key cut to gain access. The long weekend came all too quickly and Friday morning was there before I knew it. I got the impression from listening to Milly's call last night that she honestly believed I would be happy to give her and Donna a lift to the airport for their flight if she asked; she had done everything Donna had told her so she expected I would be falling over myself to help. I gave Milly one last chance and asked her to reconsider and not to go. She told me it was too late now as she had already packed and everything had been booked and paid for so I needed to trust her and she would make it all up to me when she got home on Monday night. That was the last thing I needed; a thoroughly fucked pussy full of Gonorrhoea. As I was leaving she was standing at the door to the garage waiting for me to pick up her bags and carry them to the car. She hadn't even bothered to ask me if I would drive them. I stopped in front of her and pleaded one more time, "Please don't go Milly; we have had too many good years for you to spoil it now like this. I don't want to lose you." She just brushed me off and replied, "Don't be silly Ben. You won't lose me; I'll never leave you for anyone else. I am going and that was all there is to it. In fact there is nothing you can do about it. This is something I need to do; it's for us. Just trust me for once in your life." How dare she say that! Maybe if I hadn't been reading her emails and texts I just might have believed her and trusted her. Our marriage was about to fall off the cliff into a deep abyss. I shocked her when I walked straight past her and hopped into my car and pushed the door remote. She called out, "Ben, I need a lift." I was so disappointed and angry that she was still determined to cuckold me further and I spat, "Go fuck yourself!" As I drove off as she burst into tears. I came home to a cold dark house; Milly had still gone away for her hot little affair. Surely she must have realised how angry I was, but she still went; now she would pay; they all would. Maybe there was still a chance and I went to the basement and listened to the phone recordings as she called Donna to tell her what happened. Milly told her that I had sworn at her for the very first time in our marriage then left her standing there when I drove off without her. They needed a taxi now. Milly confessed to Donna that she thought the weekend away could be a big mistake and she was worried about how I was acting. God, how perceptive was that woman? Maybe there still was an outside chance. Donna calmed her again by saying that by Monday night I would be at the airport waiting for her and everything would be fantastic; that I would come to my senses when I realized how much I missed her and didn't want to lose her. I couldn't believe Milly could be that gullible and stupid. I truly didn't want to lose her and I tried her cell phone to beg her to reconsider but it rang then went to message bank; deep down I knew I was too late and I didn't leave one. Late that night I woke to my phone ringing and I prayed it was Milly changing her mind and wanting to come home; but it wasn't; it was my PI telling me they had started fucking as soon as they arrived that afternoon and he had already sent some photos and video footage to my email account as proof. I thanked him knowing I would be visiting my lawyer first thing tomorrow morning for the divorce I didn't want; then I cried. Saturday morning found me on my computer paying out and closing all our joint credit cards. I had some personal ones I used for work so I wasn't concerned about them; then I moved what was left of our savings from our joint account into my personal account that I used to hide my purchases for Milly for Christmas and the like. I knew it left her with nothing; she deserved nothing more as far as I was concerned now. She would have to get a job now like everyone else. I felt like a bastard but she was the one who had stepped over the line and caused my reaction. The courts would have to order me to hand over whatever percentage I had to; I could live with that as there wouldn't be much left anyway. I was already having trouble coping with the photos he sent me of what they were doing; I dreaded to think what was coming later. Luckily I had made a tentative appointment with my lawyer for first thing Saturday morning; half expecting the divorce to continue. I handed him the photos I had been sent last night to add to the divorce papers so Millie would know I had seen how trustworthy she had been and she had knowingly lied to me. We had already spent many hours together over the previous weeks deciding only to proceed if she was unfaithful again. The papers had already been signed and lodged at court so it was only a matter of serving them now. I knew from listening to Milly's phone conversations what flight they would be on and when it was due to land so I passed the information to my lawyer; I suspected Milly would text me with her arrival time sometime on Monday but I knew I wouldn't answer. I was amused thinking about Donna saying that as a willing cuckold I would be happy to pick them up. They hadn't bothered to tell me anything yet; but I would be there, but not for that. I told him I wanted to see her when she realized our marriage was finished for what she had done. I wouldn't be far away and I would make sure she saw me walk away from her as I left without her. I went on to say I was about to change all the locks at home and I didn't care where she slept any more. All of her clothes and personal items would be in rubbish bags on the front porch by then. He already knew my PI would let him know when and when her lovers could be served; we couldn't tell him of course but I knew it would be in hospital probably on the Thursday or Friday; we weren't sure; I sort of suspected my lawyer already did as well if he was one of his friends. Whenever it was we had to try to make sure their families and boss were there with them when it happened. I wasn't looking forward to the rest of my life if Saturday was any indication of how I would feel. Sunday was just as bad until our widowed neighbour knocked on my door. Vicki had seen me upset through the window earlier in the day and had come over to see if I was alright. I was very open with her and my eyes went all misty as I explained that Milly had left me to have a weekend away with two men. I had pleaded with her every day for the past three weeks not to go but she demanded her weekend away; I also told her Milly said she didn't regret for affair on the cruise. Vicki asked if I was sure and I showed her a very graphic photo from Friday night. I had known her too long to know she wouldn't be offended and I told her I was having Milly served when she got back to the airport on Monday night because she had gone away with them again. Vicki put her hand on mine gently and told me she liked me and if I got lonely we could come to an arrangement. She then surprised me and told me her younger brother, the policeman, and his wife were coming over for a roast dinner that evening; she had plenty of food and hoped I would join them. I had met them before at her husband's funeral a couple of years before and had got on well with them; I any case I couldn't say no to an offer of a delicious roast meal. We were enjoying some nice vintage port I took over when we heard a fire engine in the distance and I looked out the window and saw a bright orange glow off to the north. I realised I had forgotten about the fire and by chance I had the perfect alibi. It must have been well ablaze as I burned for a very long time. Monday I couldn't stop my curiosity and found myself driving past what remained of the dry cleaning business with Vicki sitting next to me; I had to admit to myself that he did a good job and there was nothing but smouldering ruins left. Vicki must have been worried about me and we spent the rest of the day just walking in the park and talking about what Milly had done on the cruise and her weekend away. She asked how I knew so much and I told her Milly had told me what happened on the cruise thinking I would be OK with it and then a Private Investigator had discovered the rest. We ate an early dinner at a nice restaurant in town then I told her I had some business that needed attending to and she understood. I dropped her at home and she kissed me on the cheek gently, trying hard not to scare me away. Her intentions were clear; she was a very lonely woman and it had been a long time. Her left hand touched my other cheek and she reminded me she would be there for me; she knew from our talk I still loved Milly. As much as I wanted to see the pain on Milly's face when she realised how stupid and selfish she had become, I was dreading the moment when she would be served; but I was there. The only thing I was dreading more was looking at all the evidence of her adultery when my PI returned. During the day Millie had set a text with their arrival details but I never replied. Sailing Onto The Rocks - Sequel I found myself at the airport early and quickly established who was going to serve the divorce papers; he was in a black suit and tie and kept looking at the arrivals board hanging from the ceiling and then at his watch, and finally at a photo in his other hand. Suddenly I saw her and I knew she had enjoyed herself. I watched her laughing with Donna as they walked out together from the security area. She was looking around for me; Donna had promised I would be there to welcome her home with open arms. I know she saw me; her face lit up when she thought everything Donna told her was true and things would be even more perfect for us now after what she had done all weekend; she now had the very best of both worlds. Just as she raised her arm to wave to me the server approached and spoke to her; she nodded as she answered and she was served; just like that. She looked at the envelope not sure what she had been given and opened it. It took her a good minute to comprehend her life with me was finished and she collapsed on to the floor. Like a good husband I stayed nearby and watched to make sure she was OK as everyone milled around her; I still wanted her to see me turn my back on her and walk away. Soon she was sitting in a chair drinking some water a thoughtful airline employee had brought her. I watched as she flicked through the papers again just to make sure they were what she thought they were then she pulled out one of many of the large photos from Friday night and she saw I knew what she had been doing all weekend. She knew then she had destroyed my trust completely after she had promised every night since she had come home from the cruise that no one would touch her and I could trust her. Milly was now crying as she was calling out to me and I saw Donna searching for me through the crowd of families waiting for their loved ones. I knew Milly could see me; she had picked me straight away and she watched me as I slowly shook my head, turned my back on her and walked away. She kept calling to me; it was so pitiful to hear her pleading for me to come back and that she loved me; the part of me that still loved her wanted me to curl up and die as I exited the main door. I had never expected that sort of pain in my chest; even when she told me she had cheated on me. As I left the building, I turned to see her still crying; maybe for the last time. Now I hoped she finally understood the hurt she had caused me. I couldn't help it but I had to look back one last time; she was watching me leave her. I'll never forget the look of total anguish on her face. I'm not sure but I had a little surge of pleasure before I reached my car knowing Donna was about to find out that all she owned was now in her suitcase and hopefully it wouldn't be long before she was wearing orange overalls and getting free accommodation. I was in the car driving home when my cell phone started to ring. It kept ringing until I finally answered when the house was securely locked down tight; even the storm shutters were bolted; by then I was willing to listen to what feeble rubbish she would sprout now. Of course I got to hear all the usual things one would expect from the 'Cheating Wives Handbook' if there was such a thing, about how sorry she was and that she would never go away without me again. Of course Eric and Theo meant nothing to her and it was only sex. She would never see them again; she did it for us to improve our relationship. God she was so predictable and she cried as she told me that she wanted to try to save our marriage and would do anything to make it up to me. She did say that she regretted it this time; but she was 3 days too late. I was about to hang up without saying anything but then I needed to get it off my chest and try to make her understand what she had done so I said, "For three weeks Milly I tried to tell you that you going away would change everything between us and can you remember I repeatedly pleaded with you not to go but you wouldn't listen to anything I said, so now you will pay the price for your adultery. God might forgive you but I never will; I did the first time and you must have mistaken my love for you as weakness on my part; but not twice Milly. There is nothing you can do to save our marriage now." I know I lied when I continued, "There is nothing left to save. You destroyed everything we had, including our plans to live out our days together. You just wasted 40 years. What a bargain Milly; you swapped 40 great years for three days of cheating. Just you remember Milly, it wasn't me who thought it was ok to lie and cheat and act like a whore. Milly, I know you went there expecting to be fucked by both of them; that was so wrong of you. You promised me they wouldn't touch you again. Oh, before I hang up on you, did you and Donna know Eric and Theo are married and had children?" Just as I hung up I heard her wail, "Oh nooo!" My phone just kept ringing and I knew I would answer it again soon. The house was in darkness apart from the security lighting that came on as a taxi pulled up into the driveway and Milly got out and came to the door; luckily for her the taxi waited. She tried all her keys two or three times before she realized she was locked out. As she banged on the door she started crying again as she called out that she was sorry and begged for my forgiveness; I was sure all the neighbours were awake by now and heard her pleas. It was so hard but I didn't answer. I heard Donna call to her and she returned to the cab; she must have thought she could stay with her. I let the phone ring for another few minutes to give them time to get to last night's fire; I had timed the trip that morning, then I answered again. Donna was really upset and in the background swearing like a trooper; Milly was still crying saying that they had nowhere to go now as Donna's flat had been completely destroyed by fire. I'm not sure what she expected when she asked if she and Donna could spend the night in our house. I just laughed and hung up. The taxi arrived back not long after and they unloaded their bags. I had turned the security lighting off by then so they were in semi-darkness after the taxi left. It was then that Milly saw the garbage bags filled with everything she owned locked out with her. She banged on the door and started crying loudly again; if she thought this was all her punishment would be she was sadly mistaken. Vicki knew this was coming; she warned had me what Milly would be like. She heard Milly crying and called to her from the fence; she already knew what she had done but obviously felt sorry for her; I wasn't sure why at that stage but I did find out later. I heard Milly explaining she had gone away for a girl's weekend and now I had locked her out of the house. I couldn't believe she still couldn't tell the truth. I heard Vicki tell Milly that she and her friend could stay with her until Friday morning but then she had family coming for the weekend. Milly and Donna thanked her and dragged their suitcases next door. At least everyone could get some sleep now; if they could sleep that is. Our "deserted wife" had attended the clinic early on the Friday morning and acted very distressed when told she had a serious case of Gonorrhoea. She told them she had sex with Eric and Theo and looked in her diary and gave the receptionist their full names and business address. If things worked out as we planned they would have their letters on Tuesday morning; their first day back at work, telling them to attend a local VD clinic for immediate testing and to start their treatment. I'll never complain about the postal service again as both Eric and Theo received them on Tuesday as we had hoped and the letters were still on them when they were taken to hospital that night. The hospital staff knew immediately they needed additional treatment. Our deserted wife was about start her holiday on me as she took her medication. I had phoned into work and had the week off in case Milly and Donna decided to try to break into the house to gain entry. Vicki let me know that Donna thought I was a vindictive bastard and blamed me for burning down her work and her flat. Vicki stood up for me and explained I was with her all day Sunday until very late into the night. Milly became very quiet as she took another step closer to knowing there would never be forgiveness and that her friend and ex-neighbour Vicki was already making moves on me. Eric and Theo had visited the clinic as soon as they could on the morning they received their notification. They were panicking about how they would tell their wives so they needed to know if they were definitely infected. By lunch time letters were on their way to Milly and Donna; somehow the letters for their wives were sent to my lawyer by mistake; it was amazing what a little money could do. I knew the letters were coming, so on Tuesday morning I had suggested to Vicki that both Milly and Donna have their mail redirected to her house for the week as I wanted nothing to do with them. I knew the police would soon need to know where Donna was staying when our arsonist complained she had reneged on their deal. Wednesday turned out to be a very bad day for both Milly and Donna. Vicki told me they were shocked and both cried when they received letters saying they had to attend the VD clinic and be tested for Gonorrhoea. As neither had cars, Vicki offered to drive them but on the way she needed to stop for petrol and Milly wanted to pay to thank her for her hospitality. I was following at a reasonable distance as I saw Milly coming back to the car crying so Donna got out and went in and paid. Vicki was a great source of information and told me later that Milly was shattered when she realised I had cut her off completely and she had no access to any money or credit cards and would have to rely on others for everything; she was still in denial and kept telling Vicki she was positive I would take her back soon and she would find some way to pay her back for her kindness; maybe she did know me far too well. I was waiting far enough away to still great some great photos of Milly entering the VD clinic; I had even better photos of her coming out crying again. Thursday I was feeling much better when I received a call from my PI to say that his brother had spoken to an insurance investigator at the scene of the fire on Wednesday. He gave him his cell number and said if the company could arrange a deal he would go state's evidence and say who hired him to light the fire. He complained she hadn't paid like she promised and now refused to even acknowledge him. The company was more than happy to negotiate with the DA for a deal if they could get a conviction and not pay any insurance. In the end his brother would plead guilty for both fires and receive half the time he originally thought he would get just for the first fire; the bonus for him was that his lawyer's fees were paid by the insurance company and he still would still have the fee I gave him. He had showed the police the texts on his phone and they organised for him to come back to view a line up once they located Donna and checked that she had received the texts; they already had his signed statement. He expected that to happen today thanks to a redirected mail service. He asked me if I had read the morning newspaper. I asked why and he told me it told a sad story he had read on the front page about two businessmen, both good friends in a nearby city who had been on their way home after working late when were jumped and badly beaten then robbed late on Tuesday night. It was a very vicious and cowardly attack and both men were now in hospital and expected to be there a long time. There had been four attackers and they had put up a fight but in the end were overwhelmed. They were beaten and kicked repeatedly in the groin with steel cap boots. When they tried to fight back their arms were smashed and broken with thick steel bars and then as each fell they were hit heavily in the lower lumber region of their backs several times and now could not feel anything below their waists. There were spinal fractures and there was a very high chance their paralysis would be permanent but they wouldn't know until the swelling went down just how bad the damage was. Nothing could be done to save their testicles or their penis' as they had been turned to mush from the repeated kicks from the steel cap boots. We discussed how sad that in today's society you couldn't walk safely at nights any more. Just before we hung up he reminded me of the additional $5000 required. I had only been joking about that but I wasn't about to argue with people who were happy to do what they did. I already had enough of my own pain; I didn't need any more so I transferred the money to him straight away. As soon as that was done, I raced out and bought a paper then called Vicki on the phone and asked her to meet me quickly. I handed her the paper and talked about karma for a brief minute then I asked her to leave it when Donna and Milly could find it. I told her these two men were her boyfriends. She asked if I was involved and I reminded her she had been over having coffee with me on Tuesday night when this was supposed to have happened; in any case it was a different town; I wasn't sure if she believed I wasn't somehow involved though. It was late Thursday when my PI rang me back to say he had just been phoned by his PI friend to tell him that all hell had broken lose in the hospital. Eric and Theo had both been served for their role in my wife's adultery with the papers saying they were being sued and at the same very same time he had delivered a manila envelope to each wife. We weren't surprised to hear that Eric and Theo were sharing the same room; this only made it easier for us. His informant had told him that Eric's father was there as well and had just finished telling them that their jobs were safe and would still be there when they were fit for work again and that the company health cover would look after everything; the papers had been signed and sent away. As the envelopes were all opened there was initially silence as the shock set in but then there had been a lot of yelling and screaming from the wives; the photos were bad enough but giving them Gonorrhoea they had caught from some tramp was too much. They had still been employed when they were admitted to hospital so the health cover stood and they would get a payout for their lost manhood and their fractures in their arms and spines. Eric's father quoted a morality clause in their contracts and then he sacked both of them before he left with his daughter. By mid-afternoon both had been served again in their hospital beds; this time for divorce. They were really fucked now with Eric even more so; he had signed a pre-nup and would end up with nothing but his payout and I was after that. I laughed when Vicki told me later that Milly had picked up the paper and started to scream. She and Donna had come running fearing something was terribly wrong. It seems she was so distressed couldn't talk but showed them the article in the paper about the two married businessmen, it included their "before" photos so there was absolutely no doubt, then Milly and Donna looked at each other and then out the window at me as I was mowing the lawn. Donna turned to Milly and asked, "Could Ben have been responsible for that? He looked really pissed on Monday night when you were served and my work and my flat burnt down and now this?" Vicki told me she had jumped to my defence and told them it must have all been coincidences as I had been with her when those things happened. Milly said nothing as tears came to her eyes as she had a fear from deep inside her that she had caused everything. She didn't know there was more to come. A police car cruising slowly down the street caught my attention so I stopped mowing. It stopped outside Vicki's house and two policemen and a policewoman got out and walked to the door. I heard Donna yelling and screaming then Milly crying again. I took great pleasure as I watched Donna handcuffed and pushed into the back of the police car and driven away. I knew she would be identified in a police line-up and wouldn't be home that night and I wondered if she would make bail; she was on her way to paying for her part in my misery. I knew I would be there when she was sentenced. Just when Milly thought her life couldn't get any worse, Vicki reminded her she had visitors coming and she would have to move out next morning. It was an hour before she could use the phone without bursting into tears again. At least Vicki said she could store all her possessions in her garage until she found somewhere to live. Milly only had her friends from church now; well for the moment anyway. She had no family left. Friday morning Vicki drove Milly and several bags of clothes she needed over to a friend from church. Vicki and I didn't see Milly again until Donna's court case two months later. We had heard that Donna couldn't make bail and had been locked up since then and we were surprised to see Milly there in court to see her good friend get rail-roaded into prison. It actually took us a few minutes to realise it was her as she had changed so much in that time. She sat there in an old ill-fitting dress and she looked un-kept and terrible. She had lost so much weight and her hair was a mess and her grey roots were plainly visible. Vicki knew I felt sorry for being a proper bastard for pinning a photo onto the church notice board of Milly coming out of the VD clinic and another of her naked and being fucked by both Eric and Theo with the caption "Can you trust this woman near your husband?" She hadn't learnt; all she had to do was to stop winding up all her friends and telling everyone I was to blame for our broken marriage. I had only done it to stop the abusive phone calls I was getting from her friends 'just for kicking her out for going away on a girl's weekend.' The phone calls stopped that Sunday and I lost track of Milly when her friends at church did the typical and very unchristian thing and would not forgive her. I handed Vicki $500; that was all I had on me and she took it over and gave it to Milly and told her it was from me. Vicki spoke quietly to her for a few minutes until the Judge entered the court and then she walked back to me. Milly hadn't seen us sitting behind her as we had come in after her and she watched Vicki move back to her seat next to me and saw me looking at her; I nodded and she lowered her head in shame; I knew she had finally learnt her lesson and thought I'd moved on. The arsonist was a most credible witness and had the jury completely believing him. He had done well for his part and only received a small sentence from his plea-bargaining when he had gone to trial earlier. Donna's defence had no answer for his persuasive manner and she was found guilty. I saw Donna look to Milly when the judge read out his sentence then she saw me and I smiled and nodded my head as I mouthed, "Yes." Donna burst into tears as understood that what was happening to her was my payback for destroying my marriage. She started screaming she was innocent and had been set up and was soon dragged from court. She was lucky and only received 5 years; Milly and I both got life sentences. Two months later and my divorce was final and I truly believed that Milly thought I was bluffing and right up till the last moment and was sure I would take her back. I was ordered to pay Milly half of our savings at the date that the divorce papers were served and that suited me as most of our savings had been eaten up getting even with them; I even had the money in an envelope ready to give her via my lawyer before we left court. The house was mine before I met and married Milly so I kept it. Eric and Theo were still in rehab but had settled out of court with me to avoid further expenses and likely injury. They didn't know who had beaten them and weren't willing to take a chance. In any case, they wouldn't be chasing women anymore; what was the point; they couldn't do anything even if they were interested so maybe we had done the public a service to remove two predators. Sailing Onto The Rocks - Sequel By then Vicki and I were seeing each other every night and neither of us was lonely now; our nights were filled with loving caresses and touches and love; she had virtually moved in with me. Her family had accepted me quickly as her new partner and we behaved like young lovers at times. Vicki was prepared to put up with knowing that deep down I still loved Milly but she realized that was disappearing a little more every day. I knew she missed her husband as well and still loved him so we were prepared to put up with that. We had each other and were never lonely. Vicki would go for a jog every morning and would wake me up every time to see if I wanted to go with her. I tried it once and told her she was trying to kill me and she laughed saying she was going to do that in bed to me one night anyway. Of course I told her I preferred the "bed" option and at times I wondered if she was trying to. After that I declined the run but always had breakfast ready for her return. One morning about three months after my divorce she didn't come home from her run. I waited and waited as our breakfast went cold and then I heard multiple sirens breaking the silence and coming to a stop about a mile away. Surely it couldn't be happening but I knew something must have been dreadfully wrong as she was never late and you could set your watch by her every morning. I raced to my car and drove like a madman to find the emergency vehicles knowing in my heart there was a very good chance it could lead me to Vicki. A policeman stopped me; I could see an accident up at the intersection ahead. Firemen and para-medics were working at the side of a large van that rolled on its side on the footpath. I left my car there and handed the policeman my keys as I raced past him; I think he knew why I was running as he bit his lip and lowered his head. I pushed my way through the onlookers who had crowded around to see what was happening when suddenly there on the ground in front of me was Vicki; she had been hit by the van and thrown and then as it rolled she was pinned underneath it; the other vehicle was across the road. I could see so much blood everywhere and knew she was bleeding very badly. I heard talk they were waiting for a mobile crane to lift the truck clear. I looked at one of the para-medics who had been working on her; she called my name when she saw me there; he just bit his lip and shook his head slowly. I dropped to the blood covered ground next to her and as I lowered myself so I could be close to her I slipped my arm under her head. I held her and told her, "I love you and I'm going to make an honest woman out of you. Will you marry me Vicki?" She must have known she was dying and with great difficulty said, "Ben that would be bigamy cos my husband is waiting for me. I'll be with him again shortly." I was crying as she whispered to me, "Please forgive me. I have been so selfish all these months keeping you to myself. I have to go. You have to promise that you will find Milly and look after her for me. She really did love you more than anything and still does. She has no one and I have been slipping down town to see her every week and giving her money. She is in a bad way and confessed to me that she finally realized she was stupid to listen to Donna. She truly regrets what she did and had been convinced it would make your marriage stronger. In the end she understood the pain you suffered and was full of remorse." I answered, "Vicki, there's nothing to forgive. You've my promise I will. I love you." Then she gave a little smile and closed her eyes and as I kissed her lips as she stopped breathing. I wasn't in her will but that was OK and although we were living in a common law marriage by then I didn't contest it; we had never changed them. Anyway, she was now with the man she truly loved. Her family was good to me and included me in the celebration of her life. Through her family I found out why she had felt what she did for Milly; she had done a similar thing to her husband many years before but they had worked it out after all the pain and the hurt. Strangely for them, it had made their marriage stronger after all the anger was gone. I took compassionate leave and it was a few days before I went out again. I really missed Vicki and her laughter and became very misty eyed when I thought of her last few seconds and what she had said to me. I felt a big hole in my heart and I thought about Milly and how much I had missed her and how I missed Vicki as well. I am not sure why or how but I found myself driving through town and was stopped at a set of traffic lights. Something made me look to my left and I saw what looked to be an old bag lady making her way down the street. Her walk looked so familiar then I realized it was Milly. She had lost so much more weight and she arms were covered in bruises and she had black eyes. The sleeve on her old dress was ripped and people were walking around her to avoid her. The lights changed and the car behind honked me so I drove on but I turned down the next street on my left and waited for her. I watched her approach and she kept looking behind her as if worried she was being followed. I got out of my car and realized she hadn't seen me and I pretended to bump into her on the corner but then I had to catch her to stop her falling over as she was so weak. As she fell she looked up and saw me and burst into tears; I saw the sparkle in her eyes was gone. She was dirty and unwashed and I doubted she had been at the women's shelter where she was supposed to be staying for quite some days. I helped her stand and led her to my car. At first she resisted but was too weak to stop me putting her in to the passenger side then I went around and sat in my seat. I turned to see her watching me. Neither of us said anything for a few minutes then I said, "Did you know Vicki was dead?" She answered, "No." Then she burst into tears. I suggested we go for a hot chocolate as I knew it was her favourite drink. She refused to come into the cafe with me; I think she was too embarrassed; she did smell a bit; well a lot actually. I went in alone and ordered the chocolate drinks in take-away cups and some toasted ham, cheese and tomato sandwiches as well as some hot fries; she used to love them as well. I was planning on driving somewhere quiet and eating with her but by the time we got there she had finished everything; she was starving. When she had finished eating she sat quietly for a few minutes then I asked what had happened to her. She hung her head and said, "I'm so sorry now I told everyone all those lies about you. I tricked them into phoning you hoping you would feel guilty and take me back but that backfired on me. I never thought you would that to me; I didn't think what I did would hurt you so much. As much as I still love you I know we are finished now and I deserved everything you did by pinning those photos up at church. I'm so sorry; I destroyed your love and trust in me didn't I? I was so selfish and thinking of my own pleasure and I convinced myself it would spice things up for us even after you warned me." I stayed quiet; this was the remorse I wanted after the cruise. She said nothing for a few more minutes as she sat they and just looked at me then continued, "Vicki was my only friend for such a long time; I wondered why she didn't come to see me these last few weeks and I thought I had lost her as well. She helped me out with some money every week and gave me whatever she could spare. I never even thought you would be so deeply hurt by what I did; I had no idea until she told me. I just thought you wanted to get back at me for what I had done by divorcing me. She even mentioned how I had changed you and how difficult you were to live with now. I was sad when she told me she was with you but in a way I was happy that you had some nice company and weren't lonely without me. I used to walk past our house at nights just to see you again all the time. Nearly every time I would watch you both laughing and talking as you held each other just doing what we used to do; it should have been me with you. I still can't believe I really hurt you so much; I loved you more than anything and I hurt you so badly; then I hurt you again and didn't realize it. No wonder you divorced me. When all my friends found out the truth what I had done they refused to have anything more to do with me. Even they told me I had been so selfish and stupid doing what I did then wanting more. It took me a while to realize you tried to stop me. Ben, I'm so sorry for everything I have done." She started talking about how horrible her life had become and how she had been repeatedly robbed and even the money from the divorce was stolen from her. She went on and told me how she got her bruises and black eyes when she had tried to save what few belongings she had left when she was attacked at the shelter earlier in the week. She was kicked out because she was fighting and hadn't slept for days because she was so scared they were following her to beat her up again. We just sat there for a while and said nothing; I was deep in thought. She must have felt safe with me and she fell into a deep sleep. I knew part of me still loved her and I drove home and carried her to our bed; did I say our? Her clothes stank and were dirty so I cut them off her; they didn't fit her anyway. I saw what had become of her beautiful body; she now looked older than she was; her time in exile had been hard on her. I looked at her body; I was saddened to see the changes; her legs were skinny and her were boobs were sagging; she definitely had lost far too much weight and her ribs stuck out. I covered her with a sheet then looked in the wardrobe for clothes that might fit her that Vicki had left; I couldn't bear to remove them when she had died. With the weight she had lost Milly was now about the same size Vicki was; maybe smaller. I turned on the bath taps then went down stairs so I didn't wake her when I phoned the doctors rooms to make an appointment; Milly needed a complete physical and more blood tests just in case; she was in a bad way. I was just hanging up when I heard her scream out my name. I raced to the bedroom and she was sitting up crying. I hugged her trying to calm her down and she said, "When I woke up you weren't here and I thought I had just dreamed about you again and you were gone. Ben, I'm so sorry." I pulled the sheet off her and she realized she was naked and tried to hide herself with her hands. I pulled her to the bathroom and made her get into the hot bath and helped her wash herself. She took forever as she slowly washed her hair. I let her soak in the bath as I made us some lunch. She soon came downstairs slowly looking for me; she was dripping wet and naked. I looked at her for a moment then she said quietly, "I just wanted to make sure you were still here." Then she turned around and went back and dried herself and her hair. Vicki's clothes were still a bit big for her but that was the best I could do at the time; she certainly didn't fit any of her old clothes that I had bagged during her weekend away; I had brought home what was left in Vicki's garage. We sat and ate and then for no reason she said, "Ben, I haven't let anyone touch me since then. I was saving myself just in case; you know?" I just nodded as I wondered if she was telling me she was available to me. Could I trust her even if I wanted to take advantage of her? We finished eating and we had to hurry as we had an appointment. She was reluctant to go into the doctor's office with me then I realized he went to the church she used to go to and would have seen her photos. As he poked and probed and took blood samples for testing he asked if we were back together and I just shrugged; I honestly didn't know; deep down I think I did; so I said nothing. He didn't tell us anything we didn't know then he told us the results for the STD's tests would be back in a week. Milly looked stunned and turned to me and complained, "But Ben, I told you I hadn't ..." I interrupted her and said, "Milly, It's all about trust." She knew she had destroyed mine in her and her lowered her head; besides I didn't know if she had taken her medication properly when she had the clap but I didn't say that. Then I added, "I'll get the tests done as well because Vicki and I were together." I saw some tears but she said nothing. Milly was very quiet again as she slowly absorbed what I had said; I think she hoped I had taken her back unconditionally; she now realized she had a long way to go and she remembered what Vicki had told her about my demons she had released and how I had changed. We drove to her old hairdresser; luckily they we able to fit her in and they did wonders with her hair and got rid of the grey as well; she looked more like the Milly of old. Then it was off to the mall for some clothes; she only had what Vicki had left in my wardrobe and they didn't really fit her. We didn't buy a lot as I hoped Milly would put some weight on once she started eating properly again. Once home we sat watching television and I went to the basement to get a bottle of wine to drink while we waited for dinner to cook. I turned the phone tap and the video cameras back on again and picked a nice red. I really did want to trust her again but I knew it was going to be a long haul for me; I had been badly hurt. We sat on the lounge watching a DVD together and she snuggled into to me and I heard her crying quietly to herself. I didn't want to see her hurt again; my revenge was complete; I wanted her to stay but I didn't know how to approach it. Maybe we would have to date again like we did a lifetime ago. Then I had another idea and after a while I said, "Milly, I need a live in housekeeper. I cannot afford much after our divorce...." I heard a sob when I said the "D" word and then I continued, "We can see if we can get on again and see what happens from there eh?" She said nothing for a while then finally answered, "Where will I sleep?" I hadn't thought that far ahead so thought I would answer a question with a question, "Where do you want to sleep?" She must have already decided and answered hopefully, "With you if you let me, please Ben?" My demons were still at large and I had my concerns about STD's and responded, "How about the guest room until the test results come back for both of us and if they are clear you can sleep with me again?" She was just beginning to realise how much I had changed like Vicki had said; she wondered how she would ever regain my trust or maybe it was like our marriage, a thing of the past. Things were very quiet for the first week as we started the long road back to what we had lost. Milly was up very early every day and made breakfast for me before I was off to work. She was still weak but seemed to be getting stronger every day as she cleaned and polished everything in the house that she knew so well; she hadn't taken anything after the divorce. She was happy though; she was back in our house and she could snuggle up to me while we watched television; I knew that was important to her. Best of all she was eating properly again. When I came home every day I stopped and said hello and held her for a moment then disappeared down into my basement workshop like I had done for the few weeks before that weekend. I was obsessed and had to check on her; at the time I couldn't help myself. We returned to the Doctor's for the results of the tests and I watched Milly's eyes light up when we were both told we were clean. Milly couldn't wait to move back to our bed and had moved what few clothes she had and what fitted her from Vicki back into her old wardrobe. At first she used one of Vicki's nighties but I still slept naked and I realised I couldn't bear make love to her so I didn't but I woke every morning to find her naked and snuggled in so close and her arm over me holding me. For the first time in many months I was sleeping soundly; her smell was back in my pillows and she felt so nice; a bit bony but still it was enough for my cock to harden but she didn't try to initiate anything; I discovered later that she didn't in case I thought she had become a whore or perhaps it was another mercy fuck that she knew I hated with a passion. I soon realized she would not leave the house by herself even during the day; she told me she was too embarrassed as everyone knew what she had done and many of her friends had seen the photo of her; I had been too thorough in my quest for my pound of flesh. Did I regret what I had done? Maybe, but I knew I did what I had to do at the time to destroy them; I couldn't let them win. Besides I was making up for what Shylock had been cheated out of. We were sitting together watching television one night about a month after she returned home and I realized I had never really lost my love for her; it had always been there. I put my arm around her lovingly for the first time in what seemed like forever and I pulled her in close and she snuggled tightly into me. I heard her crying softly as she knew I had overcome another one of my barriers. I told her that I had really missed her and our old life while she had been away. Then I added that I wondered if it was finished now and I had accepted it may never be the same again after what happened. She was crying louder now and confessed she had hoped and prayed since it had happened that we would get back together and she had never stopped loving me. I explained that we were both different now after what she had done and if we were going to have any hope of proper reconciliation maybe we should consider marriage counselling. Perhaps I shouldn't have said 'marriage' as she lifted her face to kiss me on the lips. I just shook my head and turned away; all I could think about was the photo I saw with a cock in her mouth. I knew I had problems; maybe I needed the help more than she did. I didn't think I still would've been so badly affected and was really concerned so I extracted myself from her arms and told her I was tired and going to bed. The bedroom light was turned off and I lay in the bed trying to go the sleep. Every time I shut my eyes I could see her fucking Eric and Theo all over again; I don't know when I drifted off but another night of nightmares descended on me. I woke with a start but I remembered my dream; I had been standing there next to her as she had been fucking Eric and I was screaming at her, pleading her not to fuck him. I must have yelled it in my sleep and Milly was lying there next to me watching me; she was still crying. I felt bad that I had woken her up; I told her so. She told me it was 2 am and she had not been to sleep and that I had been yelling out to her all night in my nightmares and I realized she had heard me and what I was saying. I head was filled with mixed emotions. I got out of bed and went across to the guest room and dropped onto the bed. Shortly after I rolled over to see Milly had followed me into the room and had stopped at the door watching me. She approached the bed and knelt on the edge and bent over and took my limp cock in her mouth. Part of me wanted to push her away and I wondered if I had done to right thing bringing her home. But her mouth felt so good on my hardening cock. I remembered how she used to give me blow jobs so many years ago and this was the same; if she tried something new I told myself I would have stopped her. It didn't take her long and she had me rock hard and then she stopped and without saying a word straddled my hips and drove my cock into her pussy. She gasped and closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and I could see it hurt her; was this her penance she wanted to pay? The pain? She was looking at me as she started to ride my cock up and down. She was still dry and the only lubrication was my pre-cum. She kept gritting her teeth as it must have been hurting her until she began to get very wet. It had been a while for me but even much longer for Milly. I watched her as she closed her eyes; she still had her teeth clinched together but there was a sort of smile on her face developing and I knew she was starting to enjoy it. Sailing Onto The Rocks - Sequel I tried my hardest but when she started gripping my cock with her pussy muscles I lost it and sprayed my cum deep in her. She felt my hot cum and she pushed herself hard down on me so that my cock was buried in her all the way and I felt her jerking and shuddering and her pussy muscles were gripping my cock like they were trying to strangle it. Her orgasm seemed to last forever as she kept grinding her clit into me but gradually she slowed and stopped and dropped down on my chest. Her head was resting in my chest as she turned her eyes up to me and said, "Oh my god! That was the absolute best. Thank-you Ben. I'd love you to eat me out now lover. Would you do it for me please?" In all of our 40 years, Milly had only let me eat her out before we had sex, never after; she had always refused. I never asked why but it was a rule I never broke and now all of sudden she is asking for something different; something I was never allowed to give her. Well she was too late and I couldn't start now. Definitely not after she had let them fuck her. Maybe her boyfriend's had done it to her and she liked it. I thought back to those very difficult and painful days when I had watched the DVD of weekend that caused our divorce; it had broken my heart completely to see her acting like a wanton whore. My PI had told me it had already been edited and was just full of sex with her in every scene with her lovers. Even I wasn't an expert but at the time I could see they were only using her for their own jollies. I remembered; at first she tried to push him away but then he did it anyway; the rest is history as she orgasmed over and over again as they each ate her out in turn after they fucked her every time then she begged for it after that. I looked back at her and replied, "I'm sorry Milly but my mouth and tongue will never touch where their cocks did." She looked up at me and her mouth open in horror as she realised what I had just said and she responded, "Ben, I'm so sorry. I thought....I thought you were..... Oh god! Is that why you haven't kissed me since the night I came back from the cruise? I told you I gave them blow-jobs. I shouldn't have told you if I hurt you that much. Oh Ben! What have I done?" I had trouble answering; she had opened up some serious wounds and I was struggling. Her tears dropped onto my skin and I could feel her silent jerking sobs as she kept her head on my chest and her arms held me tight not wanting me to slip away from her again. I knew my cock was stirring again and I felt it growing inside her sloppy pussy. She reacted by slowly moving her hips a little just enough to make her start shuddering again. Milly lifted her head and started grinding her cunt into me more and more as she orgasmed again. I was still hard when she stopped and she put her head down on my chest again. I loved the feel of my cock inside her sloppy pussy and every few seconds I moved my hips and felt the pleasure as we both slowly drifted off to sleep. I woke in the morning and found I was holding Milly. I had to stop and think why we were in the guest room and then I remembered what had happened last night. I disentangled myself and was soon up having a shower. While I showered I thought back to last night and I knew I need help to deal with my issues; my suggestion of seeking counselling would have to followed up if we were to have a future. I had happily kissed Vicki and exchanged tongue as well as brought her to endless numbers of orgasms by sucking and licking her pussy and clit and she had told me she had had a very active sex life with her husband. I couldn't do the same things with Milly after her affair; I couldn't understand why I felt like that. I said nothing to Milly about my going to counselling twice a week and she never asked why I was home later than usual. It soon got to the point where the counsellor needed Milly at the sessions and we both spoke in turn about what had happened. Of course I couldn't tell everything about the fire or the beatings but I took great delight in telling the councillor of the joy I had in hearing of the pain suffered by the other three. If Milly was shocked I had taken her infidelity so badly, she was totally stunned at the degree of hatred I felt for all involved in my misery. I was open and told him in front of her that I had recorded all of her phone calls and knew well in advance of all of her lies and deceit and her mercy fucks she thought she was giving me but then I spoke how I had been prepared to forgive her right up until I knew they had fucked on the Friday night. I told how I had hoped our love for each other would have made her realize what she was losing and not gone away with them but I had come home to an empty house. I had difficulty describing my horror when I saw all the still photos and watched the DVD of the woman I had loved behaving like I had never seen her before allowing them to do things she told me we couldn't and how I still see visions of what she had done. I finally looked over at Milly saw her in tears and she struggled to say, "You saw everything I did?" I answered, "Absolutely everything Millie. Every room in the Chalet had a camera." Then Milly replied, "Even when you had me served I hoped they were the only photos you had. Ben, I prayed you would never find out what they got me to do and I thought all you had were those few photos I saw but you have much worse still don't you?" I was afraid to try to talk in case I couldn't say anything without breaking down so I just nodded. The councillor lifted his head and asked, "You still seem so bitter about the whole affair Ben. Why did you invite her back into your life? You still seem so unforgiving at times." I answered the only way I could, "Her affair cost me my wife; how should I feel about it? Part of me never stopped loving her. The other three paid a huge price for what they did; but what they paid was never enough; not really, but then so did Milly. We all suffered; even me. They suffered in different ways. We lost our marriage, all of her friends and maybe her self worth. To top it off she was in a living hell for god knows how many months. I want to learn to trust her and love her fully again. To get to know the new Milly until I am sure she would never do anything like that to me again. Maybe one day, who knows, what will happen if we are lucky?" He continued, "But if you still loved her why divorce Milly in the first place and make her suffer? Did you have anything to do with what happened to the other three?" I wondered where this guy was from and I stood up and said, "I divorced her because she betrayed me; she betrayed my trust and my love and she hurt me like no one has ever hurt me before. I had tried to warn her and she left me no choice. In any case, how else would she ever understand how much I truly loved her if I did nothing and let them get away with doing what they did? I thought that if she honestly believed what she was doing was the right thing so how would she ever accept that it was wrong? I'm finished here today Doctor; is that what you wanted! Are you happy now? I'll be in the car waiting when you are finished Milly. I'll be back next week as scheduled. Oh, you asked if I was responsible what happened to the other three. Well, let's just say by their actions they were responsible for what happened to them, maybe I knew it was coming to them and could have stopped it but chose not to because I wanted them all to hurt; to feel the same pain I was feeling or worse." Milly just sat there with her mouth open again as she realized I had destroyed the other three because of the pain I felt. I walked out with my demons he had just fed. He spent the next hour just with Milly while I waited in the car park. I knew they could see me from their window. When she came out she said he would like to see me before I left so out of curiosity I returned alone to see what he wanted as Milly sat in the car. He apologised for what he had said; he told me he already knew what I was going to say from our previous sessions but he wanted Milly to hear it first hand to give her some insight into what she had caused and how much her actions had affected me so he could start to help her. We spent a couple of months seeing him every week and covered a lot of ground but I still couldn't kiss her cock sucking lips. We started going for long drives on weekends to where no one knew us to make her feel comfortable and to get out of the house; we always stopped at restaurants miles from home. As the days shortened we started to stay overnight in hotels and we always had great sex when we did. Milly regained some weight and she started to look like the Milly of old; except so much older and but at least some of the sparkle reappeared. My anger was disappearing slowly with every passing week and we started to hug and touch each other like we used to so long ago. The touches and hugs made a big difference to both of us; really all she had been up till then was a live-in housekeeper who put out. One night after making love I kissed her on the cheek gently and then without thinking kissed on her lips and she hugged me; she immediately realized the significance and started to sob quietly as we just hugged and lay together entwined in each other's arms. One Sunday the doorbell rang. I answered it as the only visitors we ever got now were the Mormons or the Seventh Day Adventists trying to save our souls; I was always polite and spoke to them for a few minutes; they believed in what they were doing and never hurt anyone. Imagine my shock when I opened the door and some friends from before our divorce stood in front of me. We had originally met them through Milly's church and had hit it off straight away; I hadn't seen them since I locked her out. I suppose I could have been the one to maintain the friendship but I hadn't so I couldn't complain that they hadn't visited me either. I invited them in and we all stood around trying to think of something to say for a few moments before I asked them to sit in the lounge room while Milly and I made some coffee. I could hear them whispering; she was uncomfortable and wanted to leave; he wanted to rekindle our friendship. We sat down and spoke about old times we had all shared then then they finally admitted they had heard through the church grapevine that we were living back together so decided to call in to see us. I noticed his wife fidgeting a little then finally she came out and asked if were had remarried. Milly looked down at her feet and I just answered that we weren't. Maybe it was a little nosey of them but they asked if we had any plans. I surprised Milly when I said, "I had been thinking of asking her but I didn't know if she would want to given I still have a few hurdles to jump over." Milly's eyes open wide and her face lit up as she jumped into my arms and cried. The three of us took that for a 'yes' and our friends realized the significance and joined us in a little celebration. We talked at length over a few drinks and discovered they had wanted to see us when all the trouble had started but didn't know how to stay friends with both; as is so typical when that happens so they saw neither of us. Since their visit had unintentionally caused the proposal I asked him to be my best man and she was to be Milly's Matron of Honour. We called up the priest at our old church who was overjoyed to hear from us and arranged a suitable date for our quiet wedding. We were shocked on the day when everyone from church unexpectedly showed up; luckily they had all brought a plate each to help celebrate our second chance at love. It was a great day so I said nothing about the hypocrites who had joined us. The counselling still continues for both of us and we finally now go to local restaurants and clubs after she accepted that people would never going to forget what happened. Somehow we always seem to be seated near people who knew us from before. I see them whisper quietly to each other as they look our way most probably wondering why we are back together after what she had done. If they had asked me I would tell them what I finally figured out; Donna had been right when she had said I would be lost without Millie after 40 years; who wouldn't be. What she didn't count on was my need for revenge driven by my anger and my demons they released. Poor Vicki didn't have a choice when she lost her husband; he had died before her unexpectedly and she could very easily have lived the rest of her life a lonely woman; she lived by herself until luckily for her, Milly made her mistake. I didn't think I could ever replace either woman I had had in my life; I had loved both. I had a choice and I didn't want to be on the singles scene at my age; like anyone would be interested in me anyway. The old Milly paid the price in full for her mistakes and her stupidity and she is gone forever. I got to know the new Milly and when I thought I knew her well enough I wanted her to be part of my life again so I married her; she is so much more attentive and wanting to please me any way she can. Of course I still have my 'issues' but they seem to be disappearing slowly as my demons that my first wife released are slowly locked away. Counselling has helped both of us immensely; Milly has learned to live without some of the pleasures she used to take for granted when we made love before and I must admit that recently during moments of deep passion I have been tempted to use my tongue on her again. I know I am now so close to overcoming my final barrier. Maybe with Christmas coming up shortly I will make a huge effort and make love to my new wife completely like I should. Sid0604