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She Likes to Hunt

By: budd100



Cindy was raised in a family with two brothers and a sister. The lived on a farm and the whole family loved to hunt, especially deer in the fall. I had met her on a hunting trip when I was a teenager. We never dated during high school but we liked to talk about our hunting experiences.

Cindy and I started going with each other during our senior year in college. We went to different schools about two hours apart. We got married six months after we graduated and she went to work in accounting for a local plant that makes frames for mobile homes and trailers.

Cindy is 5'8" and weighs around 125 pounds. Her hair is dark brown and eyes are hazel. She has small perky breast, narrow waist and long slender legs. Her ass is the kind that makes men drool. It is firm and shapely. She works out at the gym two or three times a week. She also walks two miles a day.

My name is Armistead but I am known by my middle name "Budd". I am 6'2" and weigh 210 pounds. I keep in shape by walking and work out at the gym. Some time Cindy and I would get to go together. I am an electrical engineer and consultant. I have my own business that I run from our home.

I inherited 1200 acres of land from my grandfather. It is located a three hour drive from home. It has some great deer and quail hunting. We would spend a lot of weekends hunting or just being out in the woods where the quite would amaze you. It has a creek running through it, which feeds a 12-acre lake almost in the center of the acreage. It is touched by a dirt road on one side and the nearest highway is eight miles.

I put a small one-bedroom trailer on the property four years ago. I put down a bored well that same year. We had the power company extend the electrical lines. Then we could stay two or three days in comfort. The next year we bought a used three-bedroom trailer and had it pulled onto the property. We turned the small trailer into a cook trailer with a large freezer to keep our game without having to return home after each kill.

Cindy and I did not have sex until our wedding night. Our sex life was never hot but we enjoyed sex often the first few years. She would never do oral or anal but she did like me to eat her at times. After the first few times I tried to get her to suck me off or do anal and she refused, I quit bringing the subject up. She had an accident when she was small and hurt her stomach. That prevented her from having children.

Three years ago, three of the guys that work with Cindy had asked her if they could do some hunting on our place. I agreed it would be okay with the understanding that the trailers would be left in a clean state. They spent three days at the camp a week before Cindy and I went up for a week. We usually went the week of Thanksgiving or the week after.

Last year we went the week after Thanksgiving. The men came up the last three days we were there. I had to meet a client on the Friday, so I left early that morning and got back late. Ever one was in bed when I came in so I went straight to bed. I tried to cuddle with Cindy but she moved away from me and said, "I am tired and don't feel like doing any thing. Beside the others might hear us."

I slapped her on the ass and said, "I will be quite."

She jumped away from me and said in a very irritated voice, "NO, Leave me alone. I told you not tonight."

I turned over and went to sleep. I noticed she had moved to the far side of the bed so that we didn't even touch. Next morning I ask her about it and she said, "Budd I am sorry but I am just a little tired and I am going to stay here today. I don't want to hunt today."

I said, "Okay. Do you want me to take you home?"

She said, "No. I am sore from sitting on the hard ground. My butt hurts and I don't feel good. You go on and hunt. I will be okay. I will try to have a good supper ready for you when you get back. What time do you think you will be back?"

I said, "I want to get in a full day today. I missed all day yesterday. Are the others already gone this morning?"

She said, "Yes. They left about ten minutes before you got up."

We finished up the hunt and left for home on Saturday because of the weather. We had got three pretty good deer. We divided the meat four ways and everybody was happy. Cindy still was unusually quite but I didn't press the issue. When we got home and unloaded she said, "Budd I am going to bed. Could you sleep in the guest room tonight? I think I would sleep better and I am sure you would too."

I said, "Sure. Do you need me to get you anything?"

"No. I will be down later and eat if I get hungry." She said.

I didn't see much of Cindy the next day because I stayed in the basement cleaning the guns and other gear. She usually took care of her equipment and really didn't like me handling her gun. So I guessed she was sick.

Monday night when Cindy came home she was back to her old self. She told me I had better be ready when we went to bed because she needed me to make love to her. I said, "I needed it the other night and I didn't get it."

She looked at me funny and said, "Are you going to hold that against me?"

I said, "It seems that I only get laid when you want it any more. My needs are not taken in to account. Is something going on I should know about?"

She said, "Are you accusing me of something? Because if you are, it may be a long time before you get any."

I said, " Let's forget I said anything."

She went up to bed about thirty minutes before me and was in bed reading when I came into the room. I said, "Well, Am I to sleep here or in the guest room again tonight?"

She said, "Can we quit this bickering and make love. I need you to make love to me. I am sorry for being such a bitch but I love you and I need you tonight."

We had very good sex that night. Cindy even encouraged me to go down on her. She didn't usually like it or said she didn't. But she enjoyed it that night. She had three orgasms from me eating her out. She wanted and got slow love making sex and cum twice before I did. 

After we got through and was lying there in each other's arms Cindy started crying. I asked, "What is wrong?"

She said, "I don't like arguing with you. I don't want to lose you. I love you too much. Please don't let anything come between us."

I told her, "I love you too and we will be together for a long, long time." 

The next day I got thinking about what she had said. I guess along about this time that it crossed my mind that she might be cheating on me. It was not one thing but something was just not right.

I started keeping a closer eye on her movements, her dress, phone calls or anything that was out of the ordinary. I came up with nothing. She would come home some days and be cheerful and happy. Then she would come home and be sad and keep to her self and not talk unless I spoke to her. I tried to talk to her about her work or if she was having troubles with someone at work. She assured me she was okay with everything at work.

We usually had John and his wife Paula, Bill and his wife Peggy, Martin and his wife Susan over for dinner three or four times a year for supper. The next time was New Years Eve. I noticed there was a little tension in the air between the three guys and Cindy but I could not pin point any one thing. So I let it go. We had a good time and nothing suspicious happened. Everyone kissed their own wife at midnight and shook the others hands or kissed on the cheek. I did notice when John kissed Cindy on the cheek she kind of jerked away and did not look him in the eye but rather looked around for me. I gave no indication that I had seen anything unusual.

Our sex life would be good for a week and then stop for a few days and then start back. I did notice that Cindy was back in control of when and where and how it was going to go. Sometimes she would beg me to eat her and other times I could not get my mouth near her pussy.

Cindy begged me to go to the 4th of July picnic for her company. She told me she was not going if I didn't go. Since I don't drink most of the time I do not attend functions where there is drinking. But I gave in and went. I kept a pretty close eye on Cindy but nothing happened until late in the day. I was sitting at a picnic table waiting on Cindy to come back from the restrooms. I saw Bill and Martin a little off to one side. As she got close to them I saw Bill say something to her. She stopped and turned and said something back. They were too far from me to hear what was said. I saw Bill start toward her and Martin grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the restrooms. She turned and saw me looking at her and dropped her head and started walking slowly toward me. When she got close I said, "Having troubles?"

She laughed and said, "No. Bill is a little tight. Martin will take care of him."

As hunting season got closer Cindy seemed to be more cheerful all the time. She would talk about getting out in the woods and how she hoped she got a big one this year. The plant was going to shut down over Thanksgiving for a week. An outside team had been hired to come in do inventory and some repair work. Since everyone was off, we decided that was going to be our hunt week.

I went up to the camp on Thursday before we were to go up on Saturday. I turned the pump on and made sure no lines were leaking. I swept the floors and put clean linen on the beds. As I was putting sheets on the bed in one of the room the men slept in I saw an envelope lying under the bed. I picked it up and could feel it was pictures. I knew Martin had one of the old cameras that printed out the pictures after you took them. I thought they were of the deer we had killed. Boy was I wrong.

I took the pictures out and almost passed out. They were pictures of John, Bill, Martin and Cindy in different sexual positions. John was lying on his back with Cindy on top of him. His cock was in her pussy and Martin was behind her with his dick stuck in her ass. She had a big grin on her face. The next was of her on her knees with Martin behind her with his cock in her pussy and his hand landing on her ass. The cheeks of her ass were cherry red and John's cock was in her mouth. One showed her on her back with her legs in the air and spread as wide as she could get them. There was cum in her hair, on her face and all over her body. She had a smile on her face with her tongue stuck out like she was licking what she could gather.

There were two pictures with the lake in the background. One was of John with his face buried in Cindy's pussy and Martin was over her chest with his dick in her mouth. The other was of Bill fucking her doggie fashion. I was in turmoil for a while until I decided I had to gather my wits and decide what I was to do. I wanted to go home and confront her and drag her to each of their homes and confront each of them. I walked down through the woods and wondered what went wrong with our marriage. Did I do something to make her act this way? I could tell she was doing this on her own. They were not forcing her. 



I lay there that night and wished I had a bottle of whiskey. I wanted to get drunk but I was glad I didn't because I would have made a bad decision. About three in the morning I made up my mind what I had to do. I didn't like it but that was the only way I could go. I went to sleep and got up at 11 am and drove home. I decide that I was going through with the start of the hunt this year. If I could keep my composure for the first few days while around them, I would find out if this was a one-time thing or an on-going affair. I drove home in a foul mood. 

When Cindy came in that night I was down in the basement. I had a darkroom, a bath with shower, a single bed, a couch and TV. I had put a small refrigerator, stove and table in last year. I had a sink but it was not hooked up as of yet. She yelled down that she was going to finish packing. I said, "Okay. I am going to pack as much as I can in the truck tonight. Put your stuff by the side door and I will get it." I wanted to go up and strangle her.

I packed my cameras and long-range lens, my two small spy cameras that I used in my work at times. I had bought a GPS transmitter and receiver from an ole boy that needed the money. I had no idea what I might need it for but I packed it. I made sure I had enough wiring and connectors to hook the cameras to my laptop. I replaced all the batteries in all the equipment. The only voice-recording device I had was an old recorder. I took it and put it with the other stuff.

Cindy called down at midnight and wanted to know how much longer I was going to be before I came up to bed. I told her to go on to bed. I said, " I have to do some repairs to my camera before I come up." 

She said, "This is you last chance for some pussy until we get back. You know I am not going to give you any while we are up there."

I said to myself, " No. You will give it to everybody but me." 

I turned out the light shortly there after and went to sleep in the basement. I got up early and finished loading the truck. I made some coffee in the house and yelled up the stairs for Cindy. She came down in a few minutes and said, "Why didn't you come to bed last night?" 

It was hard for me to be calm but I said, "I didn't want to fuck you down. You are going to need your strength for the camp." 

She looked at me funny and said, " What the hell are you talking about?" 

I said, "Nothing. Get ready and lets go. The truck is loaded. I am going to shut everything off and I will wait in the truck."

The trip to the camp was not pleasant. I could not look at Cindy without wanting to reach over and hit her. But I kept my cool as the young say. She talked all the way and never paid me much attention when I would not respond to her questions with nothing more than a grunt or "yes" or "no".

We got to the camp and got everything unloaded and put in place. I decided since I had missed my chance last night I would get my last pussy from Cindy today. I found her in the big trailer. I told her to come to the bedroom. She came in and I shut the door and locked it. She said, "What is going on?"

I said, "I missed it last night and this is only time we have left. The guys are not here and I want you now."

She said, "Sorry, You had your chance and blew it. Now move out of my way."

I said, "You don't understand. I am not asking I am telling. Get undressed or I will do it for you. I am going to fuck you here and now. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

I grabbed her and slung her onto the bed. I tore her shirt and bra off. She had scooted to the far side of the bed and was saying, "Budd, What is wrong with you? Don't do this. I told you I don't want this."

I said, "This is not about your wants. This is about mine."

I took her shorts and yanked them off her and tore her panties off. I took her bra and tied her hands together. I was hard and I crawled between her legs and stuck my dick in her dry pussy. When I was all the way in I started pumping as hard as I could. She was fighting me all the time but I held her hands above her head and gave her no pity. After a few minutes I could feel her start to get wet and it wasn't long before she started to moan. I looked in her eyes and she had tears. I said, "You want me to stop?"

She said, "No. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like you want to. Fuck the hell out of me. Fuuuuuuck mmmeeeeeeee. Yeeeessss.

I cum and pulled out and stood up, put my dick back in my pants and turned and walked out. I didn't see Cindy until after the guys has arrived and she would not look me in the eye. I finally told her to sleep in the small trailer tonight. She didn't question me.

I assigned an area to all of them the next morning. Each area had a stand and each hunter was to stay in or around that stand. While walking to and from the stands all was to wear hunters orange and not wander into the other areas. We had one ATV to use to haul the deer we got out to the camp. 

On Monday night I told them I had to go to the store. I asked if anyone wanted to go with me or if I could pick up anything for him or her. Cindy rode with me but not much was said during the trip. I called home and on the way back I told Cindy, "I have to go back home tomorrow. A client is coming in and I really need to see him. I will be back tomorrow night or Tuesday morning. Do you want to stay or go back with me?"

She said, " I will stay and hunt. I want to get in all the hunting I can."

The next morning I left when the others left but I drove about a mile and pulled my truck off the road into a grove of trees. It couldn't be seen from the road. I got my camera and long-range lens out and started to hike through the woods. I had put the GPS transmitter in Cindy's rifle bag and turned it on. I took the receiver and turned it on after I got close to my land. I found that it was showing the position was near the lake and not at the stand Cindy was assigned. I made it to a thick wooded area close to the lake where I had a clear shot of the cleared area.

Not long after I got there Cindy came into the clearing. About fifteen minutes later the others showed up and immediately started to get undressed. When they were all naked the men gathered around Cindy. Soon John was lying on his back and Cindy straddled him and put his hard cock in her pussy. Martin got behind her and eased his dick into her ass. Bill got down on his knees and moved in front of her and offered his cock to her mouth, which she took in and started sucking on it. I started taking pictures with my long-range lens.

This went on for a while until they all cum and then they lay on the grass and rested. After a short time they switched positions and started again. When they finished this time they went to the lake and went into the water. I had all the pictures I needed so I started back to my truck.

When I got back to the truck I unloaded the camera and stowed the film, secured the camera. I got the spy cameras and tape recorder and started walking back to the trailers. I got there about noon and put one camera in the living room and one in the big bedroom. I took a chance and put the mike to the tape recorder in a chair next to the bedroom. I run the wires under the carpet and to the outside at the back of the trailer. I walked back to my truck and lay down in the bed and napped until late in the afternoon.

I took my laptop and went back to the trailer arriving after dark. I went around to reach the back of the trailer and hooked up the cameras to the laptop and turned it on to record. I turned on the voice recorder and set back and waited. It wasn't long until they all came in and took their showers and started their sex games. It was a repeat of the scene at the lake. Each of the men was sucked or fucked Cindy in the bedroom. Sometime it was just two of them and other times it was all of them. I got sick and had to walk off and throw up in the woods. I recorded over an hour and then turned every thing off and disconnected and took my laptop and went back to the truck.

I drove to a motel in the nearest little town and got a room. I slept pretty well that night. I only woke once from a bad dream. I drove back to the camp the next morning and no one was there so I removed the cameras and recorder and put them in my truck and drove home. I couldn't hear anything they said so I had to wait until I got home to listen to the voice recording.

I arrived home at noon and started what I had to do. I developed the still shots in my darkroom. I looked in the phone book and found a place to edit and transfer the video from my laptop to VHS tapes. I made six copies and went home. I called my lawyers office and made an appointment for the next morning. I started moving all my clothes and other personal possessions to the living room. I slept in the basement that night. 

The next morning I took a copy of the stills and videotape to my lawyer and started divorce proceedings. I went to the bank, drew half the money from the checking and savings accounts, and took my personal stuff out of the lock box. I took my name off the accounts and opened new accounts in a different bank. I canceled my credit cards.


She Likes to Hunt



I went to the plant where they all worked. I had met the ceo/manager and I had no trouble getting in to see him. I told him what was happening and I thought he should know I planned to take some action. He looked at me kind of funny. He said, "This is not suppose to be made public until Monday, but I think you will keep it under you hat. We have had an investigation going on for a month. The four of them have been having sex in John's office. We have tapes of one or more of the men with Cindy in various sexual positions. They will all be fired Monday. I hate to break this to you but you have troubles of your own. If I can be of any help, just let me know."

I said, "I wanted to let Paula, Peggy, and Susan have copies of the tape but I better not with this news. I may be gone be from the area by Monday. Will you get the tape to each of the men's wives if I leave them with you?"

He told me he would at the appropriate time. I bought a paper on the way home and started to check out the apartment listings. I found two that I thought would suit me and went to look at them. I took one of them and called a moving company to move my office and other stuff the next day. I called and arranged for the phone company to cut my office phone off at the house and move it to my apartment. The apartment was furnished so I had to get the manager to clear one of the bedrooms for my office.

I went back to the house and took a shower and changed and went out to eat a good meal. When I got back to the house I saw the light on in the next-door neighbors house. Ben and Meg had been our neighbors for a long time. I went over and knocked on the door. When Ben came to the door he said, "I thought you was hunting this week?" 

I said, "Normally I would have been but something came up and I thought you should know about it. Cindy has been running around on me for over a year and I just found out and got the proof I need for a divorce. She is screwing the three men that she works with. They are at the camp now. She doesn't know that I know. I got pictures and a video of them. I am in the process of moving out. So if you see moving vans tomorrow don't think anything about it." 

About that time Meg come into the room and said, "What is this about a moving van?"

Ben told Meg what I had told him. They both sat there with stunned looks on their faces. We talked for a few more minutes and I left. Both of them hugged me and told me to come see them and to let them hear from me.

When I came into the house the phone was ringing. I answered and Cindy said, "Why the hell are you not back up here? Either come back or come get me. You were supposed to be back last night."

I said, "My. My. Are you missing me already? I thought you wanted to do some hunting." 

She said, "Budd, I am not playing games. Get your ass up here."

I said, "I have to take Harry to the airport at nine in the morning. I will leave after I get him on his plane. And if you smart mouth me one more time you can walk your ass home. I won't be you whipping boy, Cindy. I am about fed up with your shit, anyway."

She didn't say anything for a minute. Then she said, "I am sorry. I need you up here. I don't want to be here without you. I wish I had gone back with you. Please get back as soon as you can." 

I said, "I will." And hung up the phone up.

The moving van arrived early and by ten o'clock everything was loaded and they were on the way. I walked around the house and made sure I had everything. I locked up and went to my apartment. My phone was hooked up about two PM. Since it a business phone, I got to keep my number. I started unpacking and straightening up. I took a shower about six and went out to eat. I still had to buy groceries and get a coffee pot. After I came in the phone started ringing. It was Cindy. She said, "What is it this time? Are you coming up here or not, Budd? This is not funny."

I said, "Cindy, No I will not be coming up to your little fuck nest. I want all of you off the property tomorrow or the sheriff will be called in. You can tell the others that I know all about your sex parties.'

She gasped and said, "Budd, What are you talking about? Have you gone mad?"

I said, "Cindy, The deal is over. I have pictures and video of your fuck sessions at the lake and in the trailer. So you and your fuck buddies better get your Asses off my property."

Cindy said, " OH my God. You know. Oh No. Budd please come...........

I hung the phone up. It started to ring right away and I unplugged it and went to bed. I got up the next morning and went out to eat breakfast. I saw a paper and realized that it was Thanksgiving Day. I didn't have anything to be thankful for. I had lost a friend and a wife. I felt very alone. I went to the grocery store and bought what I felt would get me started. I went back to the apartment and finished getting it straight. I had brought the little TV from the basement so I watched football until it was over and I went to bed.

The next morning I felt I needed to get out of town for a couple of days. My brother lived two hundred miles from me. I called him and asked if I could come over for a visit. He said, "Sure, You all come on. We will be expecting both of you both for lunch."

I didn't bother to tell him I would be by myself. I could explain it all when I got there.

My brother and his family didn't really know Cindy, but they were surprised that we were getting a divorce. I didn't go into details. We had a good visit and I left early Monday morning. As I came into town and headed to my apartment I noticed a cop car following me. I knew I had not been speeding so I drove on. Shortly, He turned on his lights and I pulled over. The young cop come up to the window and asked for my drivers' license. I gave them to him and he ran the license down a clipboard. He said, "Sir, Are you aware that you on a missing persons report? Your wife filed it Saturday morning." 

I said, "No. I went out of town Friday and I am headed back to my apartment now. He said, "Okay. I will call this in. Thank you and have a nice day."

I said, "Same to you."

I got to the apartment and started phoning some clients to let them know I was back in business. That afternoon the phone rang and when I answered, Cindy said, "Budd where are you? Where are all your things? John brought me home Thursday and when I got here everything was gone. What is happening? Oh, God, I have been so worried."

I said, "Cindy, I told you I know what has been going on. I took pictures of you at the lake and I have video of you at the trailer. You all are damned lucky I didn't shoot you during the sex play. I can't live with that so I have moved out and am going to try to start a new life. You should get the divorce papers in a few days."

I could tell she was crying, as she said, "Please don't leave me. Budd, what will I do without you?"

I said, "You were doing pretty good. You had three fuck buddies and had cut me off. I had to beg for sex and most of the time you still wouldn't fuck me."

Cindy said, "Budd, I don't think you have any proof of that. I think we can work this out if you will come home. I know I will be willing to let things go if you will."

I said, "Did you go to work today?"

She said, "No. I was too worried about you."

I said, "Cindy, Cut the bullshit. It is over between us. You call me later in the week and I will show you the proof I have and then we can get on with our lives. Goodbye." I hung up.

Cindy called back about an hour later. She said, "You son-of-a-bitch, you got us fired. They fired John, Bill, Martin and me today. You got us fired, you bastard."

I said, "No. You got yourselves fired. You have been fucking in John's office for over a year. Did you think you could get by with that forever? Cindy, You are a whore, a slut, and a bitch. This was going to end sooner or later. Don't blame me for any of this. I won't be your cuckold anymore." This time I didn't say goodbye as I hung up the phone.

I stayed busy catching up with my work and didn't hear from Cindy again until Friday. She called and wanted to know if I would come by the house and let us talk. I told her I would never set foot in that house again. She asked, "Where are you living now? Are you in a motel or what?"

I told her I had an apartment. She asked if she could come by the apartment so we could talk. I told her she could come by tomorrow at ten am. I had been a little worried that the men might want to pay me a visit for a little more that talk. I told Cindy, "You can come by, but if the security people see your fuck buddies, they will be detained and the police will be called."

She said, "I wish you would stop saying that. They all tried to come over here. I told them I never wanted to see any of them again. I told them my rifle is with me at all times and I would blow their nuts off if they messed with me. Budd, I am sorry for this whole mess. I wish it had never happened. I have been thinking about it since last Thursday and I know I have screwed up four marriages (no pun intended) and I have to live with myself even though I don't like myself. I just need to talk to you face to face one more time." 

I said, "Ten in the morning at the Belleview Apartments on Sandstone Street. Apartment number 2212." 

At ten o'clock Cindy knocked on the door. As I opened the door she tried to rush into my arms but I turned away and said, "Shut the door and sit down on the couch. Don't try to touch me. This is not a friendly visit. This is business. Nothing more."

I went to the kitchen and got two cups of coffee and set one in front of Cindy. I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was following my every move but I never looked at her. I said, "You asked to see the proof I have of the four of you fucking near the lake and in the trailer. First here are the pictures I found of you last year. These Polaroid's was in an envelope under one of the beds in the small bedroom. I found them last Friday morning when I was cleaning up. She looked at them and said, "OH GOD. I begged them not to take those pictures. I thought all of them had been destroyed. Budd, I am so sorry."

I said, "Cindy, Stop telling me you are sorry. If you had been sorry you would have stopped this shit before it went further. I had to take the pictures this year to make sure you were still fucking the guys. I was hoping it was a one-time thing. We may have been able to work though a thing like that but this has been a continuing venture for you all." 

I put a packet of the stills taken this year in Cindy's hands and said; "This is pictures I took this year at the lake. I took two rolls of film before I had to leave the area. This was where you tore my heart out and stomped on it. Nothing you could have said or done after that would ever have done any good as far as we are concerned. You killed our marriage as dead as if you had shot it with your rifle. If I had taken my rifle with me that day, you all may have been dead and I would be in prison."

I walked over and turned on the TV set. I had already put the tape in the VCR and I pushed "Play". The tape started with John laying on his back with Cindy Straddling him and his cock was in her pussy, Martin was on his knees behind her with his dick in her ass. Bill was on his knees by John's head facing her with his dick in her mouth. They had their rhythm going and it was not long before you could tell they were all starting to cum. I heard a thump and looked around. Cindy had passed out and was on the floor. I made sure she was breathing, shut the tape off and turned the TV off. I took my coffee into the kitchen and sat down at the table. I heard her stirring around moaning. Then I heard her start to throw up. I stayed where I was. In a few minutes she came into the kitchen and got the paper towels and a trash can and went back into the living room. After cleaning up her mess she came back to the kitchen and sat down across from me and said, "Can I have a glass of water?" I got her a glass of water.

I had forgot about the voice recorder until that morning. I found it and listened to the tape. I had it at the point I wanted her to listen to. I told her I had one more piece of evidence I wanted her to hear. She laid her head down on the table and asked, "Do I have to listen to it?"

I said, "No. You can leave now if that is what you want."

She said, "Budd, I can't stand much more of this. I don't believe I had let this go so far. I can only say I am sorry."

I didn't say anything. I turned on the recorder and pushed "play". Her voice came out of the speakers, "Boys, ole little dick may be back tonight. We need to listen for his truck. I have to tell you he is getting suspicious of me. I have to start fucking him more when we get back. He will divorce me and he might just hunt you all down if he finds out what we have been up to. This is going to the end of it for a while. I can't afford for the pussy bastard to divorce me. I would lose everything including the right to come up here and hunt. I might have to suck his cock to continue to hunt. But you guys are the only ones who will ever fuck my ass. He will never get near it. Hahaha." I shut the tape off.

I said, "Cindy, What did I do to deserve your hate? I know my cock is bigger than any of theirs. You enjoyed them fucking your ass and giving them blowjobs. Yet you rejected any attempts I made. What did I do?"

Cindy had started back to bawling and couldn't say anything for a while. When she calmed down enough to talk, she said, "Budd, I don't know why I said those things. I didn't think. I am so sorry. I wish I could go back to when it all started. I would be a wife to you and I would beg you let me give you blowjobs and fuck my ass. I would beg you to let me do that today and I will if it will help for you to forgive me."

I said, "That will never happen. Are you going to take John, Bill, and Martin in now that they are on the street? You all could continue your fucking since none of you have jobs and they don't have a place to live."

Cindy said, "Oh GOD. No, They won't be coming around me any more. Budd, when you didn't come back last week for me. I was fucked down by Wednesday. I couldn't produce any vaginal fluids; I was so sore I could hardly walk. They tied me to the bed and continued to fuck me. I told them I would bite their dicks off if they tried to face fuck me. I don't think they will be stupid enough to come around me." 

We sat there for a few minutes knowing that the end had come. She said, "Budd, Do you really hate me?"

I said, "No, I don't like you but I do hate what you did to us and our marriage. It will be a long time before I can trust anyone enough to have serious relationship. I think you better leave. Any further talks will be through my lawyer. Goodbye." 

She left with tears streaming down her face.

Two years later...

I see Cindy at the gym every once in a while. She found a job soon after our break-up at a small company. She is not making the money she did before but she seems happy. She went through therapy. They seem to think her inability to have children may have played a part in her actions. John was divorced and he left town. His wife is remarried and expecting a child. Bill was divorced and is selling used cars at a small lot out close to the interstate. Martin and his wife left town soon after they were fired. Whether separate or together I don't know. I have tried to date but it hasn't worked yet. I sold the trailers and built a cabin. I spend as much time up there as I can. I offered Cindy the chance to hunt there but she told me she couldn't even think about going back up there. Happy hunting to us all.