44 comments/ 116306 views/ 17 favorites Smitty and My Wife By: jakewho69 Hi, I'd like to introduce you to my once happy little family. My name is Ken Cook. I am thirty-five, hair a little brown and a little bald, at 190 lbs. a little overweight for my 5'9" frame. I have an excellent job as a construction site job evaluation, and safety expert. Not much work good title and a hell of a good salary. My hard work and dedication had paid off. My thirty-year-old wife Jill, three kids and I was pretty secure in our little world. We had the traditional house in the burbs, two new vehicles, and a car and a minivan, soccer mom style. Even though our kids were all under five, she still looked like a soccer mom with the minivan. "Happy go lucky" is the phrase I would have used to describe us. My wife, Jill, was really not a raving beauty, but a lovely creature to me, with long black hair, about 5'6" tall, 140 lbs. Her other attributes were her gorgeous round ass and long legs and large ample tits. She was an ample 38-D in the titty department. She had the most deep blue eyes you could ever imagine. I am sure this was a trait inherited from her German ancestry on her mother's side of her family. Surprisingly enough, her breasts had maintained their ability to stand tall, instead of the usual child bearing, breast-feeding, sag, that most women get from those activities. Very unusual for a dark haired lady was the pink, half dollar sized protruding nipples that begged to be kissed and bitten ever so slightly in our foreplay. Over the last six years she had just a slight protruding tummy. That was to be expected from three kids in four years. I fell in love with her the first time I met her seven years ago. She was a teacher at a middle school. When we met I was a guest speaker on school playground equipment safety. I had seen her and asked her out and the rest is history. We had decided on a family right from the start and she said, "I want them now, before, I have to get a pass from the rest home to go to the kid's high school graduation." I was making enough money to support us well and I agreed when she made the decision to put her career on hold and make babies. Now back to the statement that I made about my once happy little family. I was going back to the office in the after noon and there was a detour on the main road. I was in my own neighborhood and was thinking of dropping by the house for a beer. With 3 kids under the age of five, I thought better of it and didn't stop. As I was going up Page Street I saw my wife's van parked at my friend Smitty's house. I pulled in front of her van and parked. I knew I could get a beer there. Smitty always had a cold brew for me, whenever he and I got together. I walked up to the house. The front door was locked. I looked in the window. I didn't see anything. I went around back to see if his kids were on the swings or maybe in the pool. No one was there. The back door was locked too. I walked up on the deck, looked in and didn't see anyone. Smitty's truck was in the driveway. I went back to my car and drove off. I figured that they left in his wife's car to go shopping or something. As I was leaving I reached for my cell phone to call her on her cell but then decided not to for some unknown reason. I called the house, and Jackie our babysitter answered the phone. I asked her, "Hi Jackie where did my wife go now." Jackie said, "She was planning on going to the mall to J.C.Pennys." I asked her, "When did she leave," and she said, "About an hour ago." She said, "She would be home in 3 hours." I said, "Ok, Oh yeah don't tell her I called." She laughed and said, "What's going on with you two?" "Jill told me to call her and let her know if you happened to drop by or called." I said, "Damn her, I'm trying to throw her a surprise birthday party. I am trying to keep it a secret. It looks like that is going to be hard to do." She said, "Oh that will be so cool to throw her a surprise birthday party. Now I can see why she wants to know about what you are doing all the time. She must suspect something like that from you." I said, "Do you think she knows I'm up to something?" "I don't think she knows." "She has asked me why I am spending so much time on the phone." She said, "Ok Mr. Cook, I won't say anything. I think it is so sweet of you to do that for her." I said, "Thank you", and hung up. I looked at my watch. It was one p.m. If she left at noon, I guess she should leave Smitty's around two p.m. to go to mall or 2:45, if she went straight home. I didn't even know if they were in the house, or they might have gone in someone else's car. I just knew Smitty's wife's car was not their and her van and his truck was parked right in the drive. She wouldn't be dumb enough to park in his drive if they were screwing. I drove around the block and by Smitty's house twice before my suspicious mind got the better of me. I parked, and sat there to see if she comes out of Smitty's house, or comes up to the house in a different car. I moved up the street as far as I could, and still have a good view of her van. I got the cell phone out and called her cell phone. She picked up on the sixth ring. She said, "Hello," sounding very much, out of breath. It was more like a panting type sound now that I think back on it. I said, "Who is this?" She said, "Ken?" I said, "Yes." She said, "Don't you recognize my voice?" I laughed, and said, "I'm sorry honey, I was calling the office and wondered why the operator didn't say the firm's name, and how may I help you, when she answered. I was ready to chastise the operator for not being more courteous to a potential customer. I guess I hit the wrong memory button. You know how these damned cell phones are. One finger will dial three numbers; the buttons are way too small." I said, "What are you doing? You sound out of breath." She said, "What do you mean." "What going on? What are you doing? Are the kids ok?" I pretended I didn't know the kids were safe at our house with the sitter. She said, "Where are you?" She sounded like she was a little agitated with me from getting her away from some other activity. "I'm just getting on the interstate now. I was at a job site and heading back to the office. I called to check in, and the next thing I heard was your sweet voice." "Oh, I see", she said. She said, "The kids are fine. They're outside playing." I said, "What's for supper?" She said, "Chicken, that's why I was out of breath. I was just coming up from the basement. I got it out of the freezer." I thought it was a little odd to wait until the afternoon to start thawing a chicken for dinner, but she was thinking on her back." "Sounds good to me, nothing new on your end then?" She said, "No, the kids are yelling at me, if you don't have anything else, I need to see what they want." I said, "No, I've got to call the office." I said, "Ok, love you, bye." She said, "Love you too baby, bye," and hung up. Her voice was changing pitch all through the conversation. She was saying she was home. That was a big lie. I was sitting there looking at her van. It sounded like she was in bed, and someone was fucking her brains out while she was talking to me on the phone. We had talked dirty to each other during sex before, and it sounded like the same tone of voice. "Damn, what do I do now?" "Do I go down the street, playing the role of the jealous husband and confront her when she comes out?" I just sat there fuming, while my stomach turned over. I wasn't even sure if I could drive or not. I got out of the car and walked behind it. My legs were like rubber. At 2 PM she came out and got into the van. I got a glimpse of Smitty at the door-waving goodbye to her. I carried a digital camera in my car to take pictures of conditions at job sites. I took the camera out and took some pictures. I knew they were far away, but the pictures should be clear enough to tell who and where she was. I had the time stamp feature on too, so there was no doubt of the date and time of her visit to Smitty's house. I followed far enough behind her that it would not raise her suspicions. By the route she was taking, I knew she was headed straight for the mall. She finally turned into the mall parking lot. I went on straight back toward my office. I said to myself, "the hell with it." I stopped at a bar for a couple of beers, but didn't know if I could hold them down. I was actually sick to my stomach, at what I had suspected my wife of doing. All kinds of thoughts of her betrayal went through my mind. Three kids and she is being unfaithful to me. Doesn't she care about the kids, or me? That fucking asshole, Smitty, is betraying our friendship too. I guess you have no friends when it comes to a strange piece of ass. We have get-togethers with friends all the time. Smitty dances and flirts with Jill, as I do with his wife Jane. It looks like it was more a case of foreplay, instead of harmless fun with Jill and Jack. I know that when I danced and joked with his wife, it was all in fun. I guess I thought wrong. I guess Jill and Jack were a lot more serious than Jane and I. But then, our entire circle of friends flirted with each other's wife. I always thought it was just for fun, and joking around. Yes, I've rubbed my hard cock against the other wives when I danced with them but it was always in my pants. Even grabbed a breast through their clothes, on occasion. Part of the neighborhood games. But it stopped there. At least as far as I knew. The party this week is at Karl and Betty's house. I will have to watch them real close. Not to close though, because I don't want them to think I know anything. We went over to Karl's house early Saturday night, and took the kids with us. We were going to barbecue steaks for dinner and then take the kid's home. We would return at 8 when the kids were in bed and the babysitter showed up. There would be five couples at the party. Karl and Betty lived behind Smitty, and all he and his wife Jane had to do was walk through the back yard to get to Karl's. As we were cooking, I was in the kitchen and I saw a bunch of keys to different neighbor's houses hanging on some hooks. Smitty's key was there too, marked with his name on the ring. Karl was the captain of the neighborhood watch team and sometimes had occasion to go into and check houses in the neighborhood and feed and water pets, while different couples were on vacation. I put the key in my pocket and thought to myself, I will make a copy of it later. When we left to take the kid's home after dinner, I told Jill I had to run to the store for a minute. I had a copy of the key made. When I got back, she had the kids in the bathroom, getting them ready for bed. I went to our room, used our bathroom shower and an hour later we headed back to the party. At the party, Smitty and Jill paired off, and were inseparable all night. Damn, it was right in the open for everyone to see. Was it like this all the time and I just didn't see it before? They danced all night but only with each other. Most of us had paired up and then switched around after a dance or two. I was with Peter's wife, Phyllis. Then we played some games for couples and every one got their cheap thrills trying to feel each other's wife up. We were all in the basement, dancing. I could see Smitty and Jill, dancing really close. It looked like he was shoving his cock in her. They were dry fucking right there in front of eight other people, one being me her husband. They seemed oblivious to the stares and there were more than a few murmurs about their activities. His hands were all over her curvy, plump, ass cheeks. It looked as though he was feeling to see if she was wearing any panties or a bra. She had a kind of glazed look in her eyes and seemed to be enjoying every touch and embrace. I saw him nibbling on her earlobe. I was very watchful. As they danced closer and closer, I saw him run his tongue in her ear a few times and she was almost shuddering at his actions. Her skin tone had reddened. Her cheeks had an almost sunburned look to them. She whispered something to him, and pulled back from him, looking him straight in the eye. She gave him the kind of grin she gives me when she is ready to suck my cock. She was ready to fuck right there on the floor. I could tell. There is a certain body language she uses to me to indicate she was ready for sex. That look was on her face at that moment it was not directed at me. It was directed at Smitty. I looked around at the other couples. They were talking and joking, as they danced. Someone said, "Let's play ten minutes in heaven." Phyllis and I started the game. Doris and Peter went in the closet first. It was so funny because Doris has a loud voice and in the closet she would keep saying things like, "What are you doing? No, don't, oohh, aahh, and, ohhh baby." We all laughed outside. They sounded so convincing. They were very convincing, and laughed as they came out, but their appearance was impeccable as they came out. I waited until Jill and Jack went in. I checked her out real good, as they closed the door. There was only giggling, and slurping, like Jill was supposed to be sucking his cock. Later, when they emerged, both their appearances had drastically changed. Jack's shirt was out of his trousers. His fly was open. They had given an almost perfect, convincing, and performance. Smitty's wife noticed it, and made it a point to tell him about it too. She didn't look too happy either. Jill's blouse was out of her tight jeans, and not buttoned up straight. Her lipstick was smeared, and her make-up blotched. I didn't know whether semen on the face would act like a makeup remover or not. I said nothing, not wanting to tip my hand that I suspected the two of them having adulterous sex, right there in the closet. I was letting her keep nibbling at his bait until the trap sprung shut! After all the couples grew tired of the game and the outrageous behavior of Smitty and Jill, I noticed Smitty and Jill's activities didn't stop. He went upstairs first and Jill followed about five minutes later, excusing herself to go to the bathroom. I gave them a few minutes and sneaked slowly up the stairs. I could see them in the dresser mirror. They had left the door ajar slightly. My God they were in the master bedroom, about to have sex on Karl and Betty's bed. I thought to myself they must want to get caught. Both of them are dumber than hell. Their brains had been relocated to below their waists. They were in a deep embrace and he had her jeans unzipped. One hand was down the front of her panties and she was humping his hand as he rubbed her mound. I just backed out into the hall and went down stairs. I was sick again as I thought about what I had just seen. I downed two big shots of 100 proof vodka, trying to numb myself to what I had just witnessed. That twenty-five minute period before she came down those stairs from the arms of another man was to bring my little world down on me, and start that long trek down the road to my unhappiness. When we got home Jill went right upstairs to bed. I paid Jackie. I told her, "that I had some stuff to sneak into the house for the party." I said, "if Jill calls you to baby-sit again, call me on my cell so I can come home and sneak the party stuff in." She giggled and said, "She would be sure to do that for me." "I thanked her," and gave her a ten bucks for a tip. The next few days I could account for almost all of Jill's time while I was around the house. The only time I didn't know what she was doing was while I was at work. I didn't think she would fuck him in our house with the kids there. So I figured she would have to call Jackie to baby-sit. Jackie went to night school studying to be a nurse. She studied during the day. I wanted to ask Jackie if she babysat a lot during the day but didn't know how to ask her. I knew Smitty works odd hours for the Power Company; in fact sometimes he worked a straight16-hr shift. Wednesday I got a call from Jackie saying, "Mrs. Cook called me to sit." I asked her when, and for how long. "She wants me Thursday from 11 am to 3PM." I said, "Good, I'll be by with the boxes and drop them off." I said, "Thanks Jackie," and hung up. Thursday, when I got to work, I got some boxes from the stock room and loaded them into the car. I did some paperwork and then told them I was going out. I would be gone for the rest of the day. If they needed me they could call me on my cell. I then headed for a 7-11 and got coffee for my stake out. I parked on a hill with a good view of his house and could see the street well. I got there at few minutes before 11 a.m. I sat there drinking my coffee. Ten minutes later Jill pulled up to Smitty's house, got out and headed for the door. She parked across the street this time. He met her at the door, doing a quick eye scan, to make sure a neighbor didn't notice her being there when Jane wasn't home. I headed for our house to unload the boxes. As I carried them downstairs, I said to Jackie, "You must make a lot of money babysitting." She said, "No, the only people I sit for are you and Mrs. Cook. She's only called me the last four weeks, and only once a week, every Thursday, from eleven to three, just like today. Not counting regular Saturdays that I do for you guys when you go out together for the evening." I said, "Well, you couldn't get rich on that amount of work," and laughed. "Ok Jackie, see you later," and off I went, back to my stakeout. I drove back to the Smith house and parked about four houses up the street. I got out, went up to the door and looked in. I couldn't see anything from the front of the house. I tried the door and it was locked. I looked around like Smitty had earlier to make sure I was not being observed, got the key I had made, out of my pocket, and opened the door. I walked in and their cat came up to me. I picked it up and petted it. I had a funny thought at that moment. That's not the only pussy petting going on about now in this house. I took off my shoes and listened. I heard some music coming from upstairs, some very nice, slow, romantic music. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and listened. I could hear some giggling and talking but couldn't make it out. I had to get closer. I was careful and walked slowly up the stairs. The closer I came to the room the clearer his voice became. I could hear him tell her what beautiful breasts she had. He said, "He wanted to kiss and tease her nipples with his tongue." She moaned her approval saying, "MMM baby, suck them. Lick them. I need it sooo much." I could almost hear his sucking and lapping at her very hard nipples by now. He said, "I'm going to cum on these tits before you leave here today." She said, "No you are not lover. I want you to cum inside me. I may not even clean up and take Ken a little present home for him to eat tonight." With that, they both laughed out loud. Smitty said, "you think he will like that?" Jill said, "I don't really give a shit. I will like it," and they laughed again. He said, "Hurry and get on the bed. I want to get those panties off and suck that lovely pussy of yours. I'll bet Ken never has eaten your pussy like it is about to be eaten this afternoon. I want you to be so wet, that you leak that lovely sweet nectar from your pussy so that Jane sleeps in it tonight." "You are terrible," Jill said. I could tell that he was slipping off her panties because I heard her say, "let me help you with these. I want to put these back on after we make love so I can keep your cum inside me." Smitty said, "What are we going to do if I knock you up baby?" Jill said, teasing him, "Well, we will have to cross that bridge when we come to it." Smitty and My Wife Evidently, Jill had let Smitty know that I had a vasectomy after our last baby was born and that she didn't use the pill for obvious reasons. They laughed again. She said, "If you knock me up Ken is so god-damned dumb, I will just tell him he came untied." She then told him, after their first fuck a month ago, she had gotten her birth control pill prescription filled and started on them. Aha, that was the drug charge on the credit card bill. I thought it had been a scrip for one of the kids. "I'm the dumb bastard huh. She's the dumb bitch that is destroying our marriage for a once a week afternoon roll in the hay with a no good son of a bitch, like Smitty." She said, "I want something to suck on too sweetie. Do you have anything I can suck on?" He said, "I've got the biggest cock you've had in a week." They were again making fun of me. As I got up closer to the door I could hear them good, but could not see them. I needed the door open about an inch more to see in. I put the cat on the floor and pushed the door open a few inches more. The door made a sound and they stopped and looked toward the door with a look of terror in their eyes. Then they saw the pussy cat and laughed. He said, "That's not the pussy I want to eat," ...and they started up again. This time, I could see everything through the crack in the door. He reached for a remote control to switch the CD player off. She asked, "How many remote controls do you have?" He said, "I need them all, just in case I forget which one controls what." He then put the TV and VCR on and played a porn movie. They lay there playing with each other. Her legs were spread wide and she was open for him. It looked like he had three fingers in her now very wet pussy. She was playing with his erect cock, jacking it. They got into a 69 position and they began to eat each other. Their passion was now overtaking them. I heard Jill kind of making that little mewling sound she makes when she is about to have an orgasm. As much as I wanted to watch them, I knew it was time for me to make my move. I turned and walked quietly down the stairs and into the den. I found his computer there in the den and I muted the sound. Then, I did some searching for JPEG picture files. He had told me once that his wife had let him take some pictures of her naked, and spread. He had put them in his computer. He didn't know how to save the pictures to a CD-ROM, and the ignorant fuck had created a folder named J pics on the desktop. I found some pictures in the file of her and Jill. There too were the pictures of his wife, Jane. The pictures where taken with a digital camera obviously the participants weren't aware of it because you could pretty much tell that the women weren't posing. I saved the files to floppies I found. I filled six floppy disks with the files then searched for movies and found a bunch of them with date and times too. The movie files he had hidden in a file called history channel movie guide. He was not very computer savvy. They were fucking and sucking in the movies. He had taped Jill and him, and also, his wife, and him in various angles and positions, while he had sex with them. There were even some cum shots, where he was shooting a big load on her face, and into her hair. I suspected this was the culmination of a blowjob she had just finished. He had a couple of shots of Jill's pussy with a load of his cum leaking from her red swollen pussy. The fucker had a remote to turn the camera off and on, and zoom in and out at will, too. He had again been too stupid to know how to put the movie clips on CD or DVD, although his computer was new enough to have all those features. If they didn't know he was taping them, it'll be a hell of a shock. Well, at least it was just the two of them in each picture. I don't think Jane knew he was fooling around with Jill. I shut the computer down. I knew I had to get in here again, possibly while he was at work so I can find the original videotapes. Hearing nothing, I took a chance...curiosity killed the cat... crept up the stairs again to watch the events taking place in the bedroom. He was eating her pussy again from behind. She was on all fours. He then rubbed his big cock over her swollen slit. She moaned as he begins to slip his cock into her for the second time today. He thrust into her with one move, and was in her all the way. He began to slowly move into her and she pushed back against him at each stroke. I could imagine her pussy stretched like I could never do with my modest six and one half-inch cock. His cock was at least eight or eight and one half inches and thicker than me. She was enjoying the pounding he was giving her. There was no doubt about that. She was making noises like I had never heard her make before. They were like a demon had possessed her to come up with a language I had never heard before. He pulled out of her and said, "Get on your back, you fucking slut, and spread your legs." She complied immediately. After she had spread her legs, he grabbed her ankles and put them over his shoulders. He drove into her pussy again with a vengeance of a bull fucking a cow. He pumped into her like this for what seemed to be a half-hour, but probably only ten minutes or less. I could see his ass muscles tighten. His ball sac was as taught as a bowstring. He was kissing her mouth, neck and ear lobes almost all at the same time. She moved her legs from his shoulders to his back and locked her ankles around him. I called it frantic fucking. He growled at her, "IMMM CUMMMING, OHH BAABY." He spasmed and jerked uncontrollably as he filled her with his cum. I saw his body relax then and his big cock, now flaccid slithered from her well-fucked pussy. He said, "Put your panties back on now." She released her almost death grip on his ass, and he pulled away from her. He put the pillows under her ass, after she had put her panties back on. He said, "You let it soak in. Let Ken lick my cum out of your pussy tonight." They laughed at this. When my revenge comes, it'll be sweet! They once again lay down and watched the porn movie. Smitty jumped up from bed, and ran into the bathroom. He came back out smiling, with one of Jane's tampons in his hand. "Spread your legs bitch," And she did. He pulled the gusset of her panties over to the side, and inserted the tampon in her cum filled pussy. He laughed, and said, "Keep that in you until you get in bed with him tonight. That way there will be two full loads of fresh cum for his midnight snack." They both laughed again at my expense. They were both devious and deviant as hell. There was a three some going on in the movie and he said, "We should ask Ken to join us sometime." He said, "Do you think he would want to join us." She said, "Tonight when he and I have sex and he is horny and hot, I will ask him." With that bit of a revelation I hurried down the stairs got my shoes put them on and locked the door as I went out. On the way home from work, I stopped back by Smitty's house. He was in the back yard as I walked up to him. I said to him, "Don't you ever work?" He said, "I go on a 16-hour shift at midnight. Do you want to change jobs with me?" I said, "No, I couldn't do a 16-hour shift. It would do me in. I came over to borrow your circular saw." He went in the lawn shed and got it for me. I told him, "I would return it later," thanked him, and left. Now I knew the coast was clear tomorrow. That night when we went to bed, she cuddled up to me. I was so repulsed by her, the cheating bitch that I thought, 'if you want to be a fucking slut, I'll accommodate your slut ass.' I rolled her over, pulled up her nightgown and sank my cock into her still cum filled cunt, in one angry stroke. She said, "Wait a minute tiger get me hot with your tongue first." I was in no mood to suck Smitty's cock by proxy, so I pushed into her. I lasted about a minute. I rolled off her, and wiped my cock on her nightgown. " "What was that all about, Ken? You left me high and dry, Honey." I said, "I'll do better next time. I was just so horny, I couldn't control myself." We talked about sex awhile, and about different men we knew. She said, "I think I'd like to have more than one man at a time. Did you ever think or fantasize about that, honey? You know that I just love you and only you. But, you know, just plain old sport fucking, with another guy, no love involved, and you'd be there too, sets me off. Just thinking about it, even gets me wet." I said, "That's just plain adultery." She said, "No! Not if both parties were there willing and the husband and wife were secure in their marriage." I said "Yeah, guess you are right there, but if the other party didn't know, it would be adultery and in this state grounds for divorce. Well you don't need grounds do you." She said, "I wouldn't mind getting fucked, not made love to, by two or three Guys at once." We talked some more and joked around. I said, "You could fuck a hundred guys in front of me, if I ever agreed to it, but you fuck one guy behind my back, I find out, I'll throw your ass out of the house in an instant." I saw her jaw drop. I wished I had a picture of it right then, to capture it, forever. Friday I got to Smitty's house a little after nine. I knocked and rang the doorbell. I wanted to make sure Jane had gone to work and their kids were in school. I then let myself in and began my search. After two hours in the bedroom, I was getting tired because I hadn't found the tapes yet. I went in the walk-in-closet once more, and saw a locked metal box. I shook it and put it Down. It sounded and felt like it was just full of legal papers, warranties on appliances and such like. Everyone has things like this in a metal box to keep them safe, in case of fire. I then went through an old hunting jacket he had on the end of the closet. In the back pouch there were eight video cam tapes. Four had Jill's name on them and the others had Jane's name on them. I took them to the den and plugged them into the tape adapter in the VCR and started to copy them. He even had a dual deck VCR with one touch copy. How convenient for me. I went over to the computer booted it up and made copies of all her pictures and movies. I copied them to a CD and checked the VCR from time to time. I went back to the bedroom to check to see that everything was in place. Just for the hell of it, I checked and found out he had the camcorder hid in a box on the dresser pointed at the bed. Another mini cam in a box, at the head of the bed in the bottom of a tissue box, with tissues on top to hide it. The digital camera was in the chest of drawers with a small cut out for the lens. A loose hinge folded back to, to make way for the lens. It too, was pointed at the bed. That was the one he had gotten the cream pie shot of Jill, with. That's what he used all the remote controls for, what my wife was teasing him about. I'll give Smitty this one thing. He was in total control to fuck, maintain a good erection and operate the camera remotes all at the same time. What a guy. I found the remote control used to start and stop and zoom in and out. I put the remote control for the dresser cam in my pocket. I said to myself, laughing let the bastard go crazy trying to find out where he put it. My tapes were finished and I put the originals back in his hunting jacket, and left. Three weeks later we were taking her parents out to dinner for their 37th wedding anniversary. As we got to their house we knocked on the door. We could see her parents coming to the door to answer it. As they got to the door, Jill was all smiles. I leaned toward her and whispered in her ear, knowing my timing was everything and said, "I hope you are happy fucking Smitty, I'm going to have dinner with you 'n your folks and then I will throw your fucking ass out of my fucking house." I then turned to focus on her parents with a big smile on my face. Her face froze like she had just seen her parents die right in front of her eyes. They invited us into the house and got their coats. When we got to the restaurant and got seated everyone was vibrant except Jill. She had a grimaced look on her face like she had been kicked in the stomach. I talked up a storm to her parents, being as charming as I could be. I never had done that before because Jill monopolizes the conversation. They enjoyed my attention and made up of Jill's silence. I don't think she said a word. . I asked Bill and Sue, "Have you ever caught the other spouse cheating in the 37 years you've been married?" This made them both laugh uncontrollably. After chasing five kids all day, everyday, they were too tired to chase anyone else. Then when the kids left, they were too damned old," and laughed again. I said, "Well, if I were a month or two older, I would chase Sue all over the place myself." She blushed, and then said, "How are the kids? How are you two doing?" I just blurted out, "The kids are great, but Jill and I are getting a divorce." They looked first at her, and then at me, looking for answers. They were shocked! Hoping it was a bad joke on my part. So was Jill when I said that, Jill must have thought I was only kidding her earlier. This convinced her I was totally serious. They both asked, "What was wrong?" I said, "Jill wants some free time and wants to fuck other men...She's already started" They were shocked again and said, "What the hell is the matter with you Jill." With this, she stood up and said, "I don't want to talk about it." She was crying by then and got up to go to the ladies room. I gave her a few minutes and went out of the dinning area and into the bar. I waited for her there. When she came out she said, "You son of a bitch. What the fuck you doing?" I said, "You want to tell them you are fucking my used to be friend Smitty or do you want me to?" She said, "You keep quiet, you bastard." We went back to the table, paid the bill and left. We dropped her parents off and she told her mother she would call tomorrow. On the way home I told her to move her belongings out of my room and to sleep with the kids. You can stay there for a week till you find a place. She said, "Who the fuck do you think you are? You ordering ME around and telling ME to get out. I've got three kids and the house is MINE you son of a bitch." I said, "I'm the man who you have been cheating on. I'm the one who has all the evidence on you, you fucking whore," She asked, "What evidence do think you have?" I told her I had enough to get custody of the kids and the house, and was going to use it "Some guys that fuck other guy's wives like to mark their belt to keep score of their trophies, or keep their panties. Other guys just like to video tape their escapades when they fuck them. You should find out what type of guy you are fucking with, before you commit adultery." With that she turned white and I waited to see if she was going to pass out. When I pulled into the driveway, she sat in the car. The sitter left and I saw her finally coming in. I said, "Sleep on the couch or, sleep with the kids, tonight and move your shit out of my room by tomorrow. "You understand me?" She said "yes", and started crying as I went up stairs. She was out of the house by the middle of the next week. By the time it came up in court, I had sent her attorney a copy of all the pictures and the movies too with her and Smitty in them. I didn't want to involve Jane so I edited those parts out. She was advised by him to not even show up when the judge heard the case. I was awarded the house and the kids. She was ordered to pay child support, but I told the judge that I did not want it from her. She went back to teaching and didn't get any money from me at all. I'm doing fine with the kids and have a girl friend that I hope to marry in six months. She loves the kids and they love her. They call her mom. Jill comes once a week to see them. I try to keep the kids happy and to love their mom. Someday, when they are older, Jill can explain to them what happened. I guess everything turned out good for me. I can't say that about Jill. I hope Smitty's big cock was worth it. Oh yeah, about Smitty. I when I sent the videos to the lawyer, I also called Jane told her she needed to check the computer files under the history channel movie guide file name, and J picas. I also told her to also check the backpack of Smitty's hunting coat. There were some tapes she needed to watch. Jane was livid. She threw his ass out after he had worked one of his infamous sixteen hour shifts Poor Smitty has no home, no wife, no kids, no nothing. Well, I'll take that back. The sixteen-hour days make up a seventy-five hour week for him now. I met him at the supermarket one day, and saw him in a fifteen year old Ford pickup. He did have a brand new one, but had to let it go back to make child support payments. I still stay in touch with Jill's parents mostly because they're the kid's grandparents. I asked them on a visit with the kids if Jill was still seeing Smitty. Sue sheepishly told me, "Smitty said, "He never wants to be in the same room with her again and that because of her, he was a slave for the next 16 years with two grand a month child support." Jane is seeing a guy now, and Smitty helps her pay to entertain him, with the fifteen hundred a month alimony he gives her. Life is great, but I would have been better if she never done it.