56 comments/ 165692 views/ 29 favorites That Wasn't What Should Have Happen By: Adrianaloves2doit Author's note: This is another tale from true life as told to me by one of my really great friends. Sally and I go back to third grade in school and consider each other as life-long best friends. She now tells me she wishes she'd talked to me about this before she got too involved, but she didn't and life goes on. We, as humans, often don't use up all of our options before reaching life changing decisions. I am trying to convince Darrel to tell me his side of the story but he wants to see her side in print first. I really never built a relationship with any of Sally's girlfriends described in this story...I just never liked them from the first time I'd met them. So, their side of the story will probably never be told. ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** Here I sit, dumbfounded. I'd never dreamed that this is what could possibly happen. There was just NO WAY this could have happened to us, well, to me. Darrel and I were married fifteen years ago when I turned up pregnant. We'd have ended up married anyway, but just a little later. We'd both been through nasty divorces from our first spouses. Both of us had caught our respective spouses cheating with each other. We came together during the process and first became great friends. When the divorces were final, we began dating, and one thing led to another until I missed a period, took an at home pregnancy test, and discovered that we had a child on the way. Darrel was elated and insisted we get married right away. We did a small chapel wedding with only family and close friends present, about twenty people attended. A few months later, Julia was born and thirteen months later Greg followed into our loving family. We've had a wonderful life, great family experiences and we've both loved bringing up the kids and enjoying all of their activities. Our sex life has always been satisfying for both of us and we still find ourselves having sex at least twice a week and often three or four times a week. Darrel never disappointed me in that way, and for the record, he's never disappointed me in any part of our life. So, what happened to cause me the grief? Did Darrel cheat on me? No, he has been 100% faithful to all of our wedding vows...It was me, but I really didn't consider it cheating. Let me explain. Three of my close friends, Lilly, Maria, and Valerie were married within a year or two of the same time as Darrel and me. We met at my first job shortly after Val was married. We often ate lunch together and our families got together about every couple of months to socialize. Darrel is a great cook, especially on the grill, so most often it was a barbecue at our house. They all had kids about the same age as ours so we'd really have a party when any of the kids had a birthday. Then the small company where the four of us girls worked went bankrupt and we all ended up heading in different directions. I took up teaching in elementary school, which was my true love anyway. Val moved to California as her husband had a great job offer out there, Maria went to work on the other side of town, and Lilly found herself pregnant again and became a stay-at-home mom. At first we drifted apart, but after a couple of years, Val and her husband moved back to town and she decided to organize a girls night out for the four of us once a month. Our goal was to never eat at the same restaurant more than once (for our girls night out). That made it a fun challenge and we rotated the job of picking the place for each month. It was about a year into the girls night out routine that our first hiccup appeared. Maria was excited that night and was very animated with everything she said at the dinner table. We all were asking her what was going on but she kept putting us off. Finally she said to me, "Sally, didn't you say Darrel was in Chicago for a couple of days? Where are the kids?" Quickly, I answered, "Yeah, Darrel won't be back until Monday and the kids are at my Mom's for the weekend." I was a little puzzled so I quizzed, "Why did you ask?" "Well, I just have to tell you all what's happening in my life that is really exciting and I thought we might all go to your place so we can talk privately, just between us girls." With that, we all were anxious to hear what she had to tell us so we headed back to our place. Val and Lilly both called their husbands so they'd know where to reach them if anything came up. Maria's husband evidently already knew Maria might be late tonight. I fixed a pot of coffee and we all gathered in the living room to hear the reason for Maria's excitement. I had no clue what had her so excited but evidently the others did. What was to come was a complete shock to me. Maria started out, "Well, most of you have an idea why I'm so excited, so I'll just get right to the details!" She took a deep breath and began, "First I just want to announce that Mario is now totally on board!" That made zero sense to me, I wondered "With what is he on board?" The answer came shortly. Maria grinned as she exclaimed, "I now have a regular lover and Mario is accepting it just like you said he would Val. He's a teacher at the kids school. We had a meeting to go over Sammie's English difficulties and we just hit it off. After our meeting, he suggested we might want to have further discussions, maybe over dinner one evening. One thing led to another, and we ended up going out to dinner the next night. After dinner we went dancing and we were all over each other on the dance floor. Robert then told me he needed me, and I told him I was married." Maria was flushed as she continued, "I told him that I wouldn't cheat behind Mario's back and that we'd have to go back to my house and confront Mario, and we did. I just told Mario that Robert was going to fuck me and it was either going to be there in our guest room, or I would leave and go with Robert to fuck him all night." Maria was Grinning! "Mario was flabbergasted and started crying immediately. I just assured him that I loved him and it was nothing but a small diversion using sex. I told him it wouldn't affect our marriage and I still love him as my husband and would always be there for all of the sex he wants." Maria continued talking about how she had reassured Mario that she still loved him and then finally asked him, "Can I have Robert fuck me here or do I have to leave for the night and go with him? Mario, you know, you can watch if you want while he pounds me into oblivion...You'd like to watch, wouldn't you?" "Mario cried a little longer and then he said, 'Maria, I love you with all of my heart and all I really want is for you to be happy, so stay here and use our bed, it's much better than the one in the guest room. You'll be more comfortable, and I can sit in my bedside chair and watch if you want.'" Maria was still excited as she continued, "That was two weeks ago, and Robert has been over six times. Mario always watches and seems happy to see me happy. He even cleans Roberts cum out of my pussy when we're done fucking. It's like a dream, just as you and Lilly said it would be. I still have my Mario, and the excitement of a new lover." I was shocked and had no idea any of the three of them had been unfaithful to their husbands. My face felt flushed and everyone seemed to notice. Valerie noticed and asked, "Sally, you seem shocked. Have you never thought of having a little extramarital adventure?" Quickly, I replied, "No, I could never do that to Darrel. It would hurt him too much just as it would hurt me terribly if he did that to me. Val, are you saying that you now have an open marriage? Do you let Howard have other women too?" Valerie sat up straight in her chair and said, "Absolutely not! After all, he's my husband and is supposed to be faithful to me until the day he dies. I'd never allow him to fuck someone else." Soon, it was all three women harping on me about my 'Victorian' attitude. They all assured me I just had no clue how much excitement it could add to my marriage and to my sex life with Darrel. Possibly Lilly's description was the most awakening. She said, "Let me tell you my story. Andy and I were out one night dancing at a local club. I'd just about worn Andy out as he told me he needed to rest. Shortly after we sat down, a twenty-something young man came up and asked me to dance noting how he'd enjoyed my moves on the floor. I looked at Andy and he gave me a thumbs up sign. After four consecutive fast numbers, we went back to the table and the young man (Barry) asked if he could buy Andy and me a drink. While he was at the bar, I asked Andy if he minded me dancing some more with Barry since he was so tired. Andy just kissed me and told me to do what I wanted and that yes, he was tired. When Barry got back to the table, another fast number was just starting and Barry just reached out his hand. I took it and we were back out on the floor. As the song ended, the music shifted and a slow number started. Barry just swept me into his arms and away we went, bodies flush against one another. He reached down and lifted my chin and kissed me gently, but passionately. From there it just got stranger because I found myself kissing him with an open mouth and exploring tongue. Before I knew it, we were walking hand in hand out to the patio to get some air. We didn't get much air as he continued kissing and caressing me with ever wilder hands. Soon he had his hand on my breast, over my blouse and I didn't stop him. Shortly, he unbuttoned a couple buttons and slipped his hand inside my blouse and inside my bra. It was electric as his fingers touched my nipple. At that point it was all over. I wanted him and told him so. We went back inside and Andy was still sitting at the table. Barry sat down and I sat in Andy's lap, kissed him and whispered in his ear that I wanted to fuck Barry and asked if it was okay if I invited him back to our house with us." Lilly took a deep breath as she continued, "To make a long story short, Andy didn't like the idea but I told him I really wasn't asking, just giving him the choice if it was to be at our house or at Barry's. I told Andy to just get over it. He was drunk enough that he just nodded and away we went back to our bedroom. Andy couldn't bear to watch at first, but after a couple of hours, he joined us in the bedroom and watched. That was three months ago, and Barry and sometimes his roommate come over at least a couple nights a week. Andy has accepted it, especially since I gave up my ass to him on several occasions and reserve that as HIS private property." Our discussions went on into the night until I finally agreed to think about it. I really had no intention of doing anything, but over the next few weeks had several visions of my best friends all with their extra-marital lovers. The idea began to fester in my subconscious. Every time I spoke to Val, Lilly, or Maria, they assured me they knew Darrel loves me unconditionally and, while he may not like the idea at first, he would quickly come around. Val even told me about one of her friends whose husband left her immediately and filed for divorce when she presented the idea to him, but within six weeks, he was back, begging to have her take him back...That was three years ago and today he even helps her find new lovers when she wants. Val assured me, "Sally, it's a no-lose situation for you. You get to keep your husband and have tons of extra sex too!" When Val and I met for lunch a couple of weeks later she asked me if I had any thoughts about who I'd choose if I were to try their plan. I had thought about it and replied, "Well, we have a new principal at the elementary where I teach and he is hot, but that's as far as it could ever go...Just in my head. I could never cheat on Darrel." I was flustered because I really had fantasies over the past few days of what it would be like to have Ted (the new principal) feeling and sucking my tits and pounding my pussy with his, as I imagined, huge dick. In fact, as I spoke to Valerie, I noticed that I was wet and juicy. I began at that point to think I might really like to try this out. After all, Darrel was a kind and gentle lover and always made sure that I got off when we made love, but I was imagining Ted just fucking me raw. Valerie then described how much her lover had added to her sex life with Howard. She said they'd gone from once or twice a week to at least four times a week and it was hotter than ever. She told me, "Sally, you owe it to yourself to give it a try. If you don't want to confront Darrel with it before you are sure it's something you want to pursue, you could always sneak off one evening when we all go out to try Ted out." Valerie grinned as she went on, "Besides, we are all getting together this Friday night for our dinner, we can all talk it through so you'll have a clear picture in your mind of how to proceed. You know, Sally, we all had reservations when we started, but all three of us are realizing that it's one of the best things we've ever done to enhance our marriages." Now I couldn't wait for Friday night and hoped the place Lilly picked was quiet enough so that we could talk over dinner and not make it a really late night. I tried to envision how I'd approach Ted and decided to start right away with some simple flirting each time I'd see him. That very afternoon, I went by his office to supposedly ask him his opinion on one of my lesson plans. In reality all I did was flirt by putting my hand on his shoulder while he read through my lesson plan. He didn't react, nor push me away so I took it as a positive sign, still not sure it would ever be anything more than talk. Friday night arrived and I was extremely nervous. The restaurant Lilly had chosen was perfect. It was small and we had a booth far in the back that was semi-private. After ordering, I asked if each of my friends would tell me the positives and negatives of their situations. Maria went first because she was the newest at this 'game' of infidelity. She was extremely animated as she told me about her continuing FLING with Robert. Mario was still totally on board and had reaped the benefits of her experiences with Robert. Maria said, "Robert has opened my thinking to new heights, and Mario is loving the new things I'm learning, especially the fellatio techniques he's shown me." I interrupted her by saying, "Not to seem stupid, but what is a fellatio technique?" Everyone laughed at my expense but Maria continued by replying, "It's another word for blow-job. Robert has a lot of ways he likes me to use my tongue to trace his cock, balls, and down to his asshole. The first time my tongue touched Mario's asshole, he came almost instantly and explosively." She went on, "Like I said, Mario is realizing some of the benefits and doesn't get all emotional any more. He just accepts what I'm doing as a benefit for him. And, believe me, Robert's talented tongue has brought me to many new heights too! I'm teaching Mario all of Robert's pussy eating techniques as well. He's a quick study and once again, I'm the beneficiary of better sex with my husband. Sally, I highly recommend that you give it a shot!" Both Valerie and Lilly had similar 'success' stories and I was quickly falling into a mindset that I'd soon be on board...All I needed was to seduce Ted and set a time for the showdown. I wasn't about to do anything behind Darrel's back, so timing was critical so nothing would get in the way of my plan. For the next few days, I was on pins and needles. I had to carefully plot and plan every detail, not the least of which was bringing my flirting with Ted to a higher level. There were several school events coming up and I used every excuse to talk to Ted in his office making sure I gave him hints that there could be something more. After a couple of weeks, nothing seemed to be progressing so I just went in to Ted's office, shut the door, smiled to his face and asked, "Could we go out to dinner or for a couple of drinks so we can speak in private." "What's this about?" Questioned Ted. "Just a private matter." I replied. Ted finally agreed and we decided to go out for a couple of drinks after school on Thursday. When Ted arrived at the lounge, I was already in place in a booth. He was obviously nervous as he approached. I smiled broadly as he sat down. The first words out of his mouth were, "Sandy, I have no clue why we're here. I enjoy your company, but we're both married, and I've always been faithful to my wife of twenty-one years. So, tell me, why are we meeting for drinks at this club on the opposite side of town from our homes?" I answered calmly, "Ted, please understand that I too have always been faithful to Darrel. However, due to some encouragement from my best friends, I think it is time for a little extra-curricular activity. I won't do anything without Darrel having full knowledge beforehand, but I just hoped that you and I could get better acquainted to see if we wanted to step into a little fling to bring some extra spice to our marriages." Ted looked straight into my eyes and said, "Sally, I can't tell you how flattered I am by your proposal, but I'm afraid I'll have to pass on the offer. I simply can't put my marriage at risk over a little sexual pleasure. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about our conversation. I'll just keep this talk between you and me, okay?" Rejected! I couldn't believe it, and that just about made up my mind that I was on the wrong track. I quickly called Lilly's number but only got voice mail. Next I tried Valerie, She answered on the third ring. I told her about my rejection and that I'd decided to pass on the extramarital fling. Val quickly offered, "Sally, maybe you were a little too forward and scared him, why not try it once with Drew, my lover? I'm sure he'd love to get you started and come back to me as soon as you find a suitable replacement. You won't regret it, Drew is marvelous!" "I don't know Val, I'm afraid this just isn't for me." "But Sally, you'll never know if you don't at least try it once! Let me call Drew right now and then call you back." I agreed to wait for her call back. It came in less than ten minutes. Val proudly announced, "You're on for a week from tomorrow night. Friday's are always good because that's when the guys are used to us all getting together and Darrel won't suspect anything." "Oh! I couldn't do it without Darrel knowing. That would positively be cheating and I just won't do that." Val's speedy reply was, "I understand, but when you go out to bring Drew back, you want to be able to catch Darrel totally by surprise and off guard. Believe me, it's much easier to get him to agree if you catch him off guard. You'll bring Drew in the door, introduce him to Darrel, then ask Darrel if he truly loves you and wants to see you happy!" Val paused briefly and I didn't respond so she went on, "Don't you think that's the best way to get him to initially agree?" "I suppose so, so what time and where should I meet You and Drew next Friday to get it going?" Valerie just said, "We'll get it all set during the week...You just start making sure Darrel will be home around nine or nine-thirty when You and Drew get back to your house." Tomorrow night I decided I'd start warming Darrel up with some really hot sex. I thought maybe I'd even do like Maria and let him take my virgin ass to really get him hooked. I made sure the lube was handy in the nightstand. Darrel had been asking if we could try anal for the last few months and I'd always put him off saying I was afraid of the pain. Actually, I'd gone into the adult novelty store and talked with one of the women who worked there. She'd given me the idea to start with a small dildo and lots of lube, then over time gradually increase the size of the dildo until I felt I could take my husband's cock. I'd been working up to size over the past six weeks but wasn't quite up to Darrel's girth yet, but probably close enough to make it work. That Wasn't What Should Have Happen Friday night when Darrel got home from work I had his favorite dinner prepared. I'd cooked the pot roast all day in the crock pot, added spices and finished it off with some home-made wheat rolls. My mom had the kids for the weekend to go to the state fair. I'd already put candles in the master bedroom and greeted him with a big hug when he walked in the door. He complained about not feeling well, but ate his dinner and said maybe that was what he'd needed. He then went back to the den and got on his computer to check emails and do some other work. By eight o'clock, I told him I'd love to meet him in the bedroom shortly since the kids were gone. I was shocked when he just said he still wasn't up to snuff and just wanted to get a good night's rest. He never had refused my advances in the past, but I realized he didn't look well. Three more times over the weekend I tried to interest Darrel in a little romp with him refusing me. He was still not feeling well, but he assured me that he'd be better soon. Sunday night the kids were back home and full of energy talking about the fair and all they'd seen. As the week went on, I found an excuse to get the kids over to Darrel's parents for Friday night so Drew and I could spring our surprise on Darrel. I know I wasn't myself all week no matter how hard I tried, but Darrel didn't seem to notice. When I told him I was going to dinner with the girls but hoped he'd be home when I got home by about nine or nine-thirty, he said he'd do a little paperwork for a while and see me then. Drew and Val were waiting for me at the Roadside Inn as I arrived at six-thirty. I was literally shaking in my boots. (Well, not really boots, actually a pair of four-inch CFM heels.) I was dressed nicely, but not overtly sexy except the shoes. Darrel would have thought something was up if I'd gone to dinner with the girls dressed to kill. It's not that I never went out with them dressed in a sexy manner, just not to just go to dinner. Drew was a real hunk but I'd expected nothing less knowing Val. He was polite as we talked with Val for a few minutes before she excused herself to let us get acquainted before we sprung our surprise on Darrel. We were in a nice back booth and after a little conversation, Drew started kissing my hands, then my neck and finally planting his lips softly on mine. I'm sure I must have moaned or at least swooned, it felt soooooo good. My nerves started acting up but quickly subsided as he slid his hand under my skirt directly up to my, now soaked, bikini panties. Our tongues were dancing as the waitress cleared her throat ready to serve our dinner. I didn't eat three bites. Excitement was running rampant and I was anxious to get Drew home, in bed, and in my pussy! I knew then that there would be absolutely no turning back, no matter how Darrel reacted at first, he'd come around when he saw how happy this would make me. We left the Roadside Inn in separate cars with Drew following closely behind me. It was about nine-fifteen when we pulled in the driveway. I pulled in the garage and Drew just parked in the drive. I walked over to his car and kissed him passionately as he stood up. We walked arm-in-arm up to the front door. He kissed me again before I opened the front door and stepped inside with Drew holding my hand. Darrel was in his recliner with the TV going. He stood up as we walked in with what I could best describe as a quizzical look on his face. I went over and kissed him and stepped back and introduced Drew. They shook hands. (This seemed to be going well.) I went back over to Darrel and whispered in his ear: "I love you! And I know you love me too, right?" Not waiting for his response I asked, "Honey, you've always told me that my happiness was foremost in your life, right?" He responded, "Yes, Sally, I've often said that." "Well, Sweetie, if you really want to see me happy, you'll understand that I'm going to fuck Drew tonight. I can do it here and you can even watch if you want, or if necessary, I'll leave with Drew and spend the whole night with him. So can we stay here, or do we need to leave?" My body was shaking all over at this point. What came next was not what I expected. Darrel remained very calm and just stated, "Sally, as you know, I've never tried to run your life nor make your decisions for you. They're simply not my decisions to make. It is your life and the decisions are your decisions to make. What I will do, however, is tell you my reaction to your decisions. If you go through with this, I'll not be happy, but as I said, I won't tell you that you can't or won't do it. Just be prepared for the consequences." With that he sat back down in his recliner, leaned back and turned his attention back to the game on TV. Drew pulled me in close and kissed me again. We did the tongue tango for a couple minutes as I watched Darrel out of the corner of my eye. Drew shortly had my blouse unbuttoned and my front-closure bra undone and had his hands on my tits. He was tweaking my nipples, and Darrel seemed to be paying absolutely no attention. "This IS going well," I thought again. Drew pulled me over to the couch, quickly pulling his pants down and raising my skirt above my waist. He pulled off my panties and dropped down to sink his face into my womanhood. Darrel got up and went into the kitchen, I assumed to get another beer. I was nearly lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Drew was sucking on my clit as he slid his forefinger into my vagina and his middle finger into my anus. My first orgasm came thundering in, but was interrupted by a screaming voice from upstairs, "DAAAAADEEEEEE, MOMMEEEEEEE, Help! THERE'S A RAT IN MY ROOM? Where's My Daddy? PLEASSSSSSE come help me!!" "Oh My God, the kids are home?" I thought. I jumped up and grabbed at my clothes throwing them on as Darrel ran through the room and up the stairs toward Julia's room where she was screaming. I followed as soon as I could get myself together and shove Drew out the door. By the time I got upstairs Darrel had the culprit. Not a Rat, it was a mouse. He had his arm around Julia laughing and had the mouse by the tail taking him to the garage to dispose of him. It took half an hour to get the kids settled and back to bed. Darrel just disappeared when I wasn't looking. I looked all around the house and in the garage and his car was gone. I tried calling his cell but it went straight to voice mail, now I was worried, but the girls had all told me he might react negatively at first but assured me he'd come around. Finally, somewhere around three in the morning I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up the sun was shining in the window and Darrel was sitting on his chair next to the bed. He told me to shower and get dressed. When I came out of the closet fully dressed, he handed me an envelope and told me that I had thirty minutes to gather what I'd need and get out of the house. In the envelope was a set of divorce papers awaiting my signature and a letter from Darrel. He told me I could go over it and read the letter after I was settled in for the night. He told me that I should just get the stuff I'd need for a few days and leave and then I could arrange to come back to get the rest of my things after I was settled. I was floored. I begged, "Darrel, sweetheart, let's talk about this, I know we can get past it. I love only you, Drew was just a little diversion to add spice to our love life. I know that you love me too, PLEASE let's just sit and talk through this whole thing. I made a mistake, I misjudged what you'd want. I thought you'd want me to be happy! PLEASSSSSSE Darrel!" He just said, "You have twenty-five minutes left, you'd better get to packing!" "But what about the kids?? - I need to take them with me if I'm going somewhere." "No, you gave up your custodial rights to the kids when you brought your lover in this house with them here at home. They're at my Brother's house and you're not welcome there. I'll pick them up, bring them home, and explain everything to them once you're gone." Just then, my cell phone rang, it was Valerie's number. I looked at Darrel, he nodded for me to take the call. Valerie was screaming, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" She was obviously furious. She went on, "Darrel is suing me for alienation of affection and evidently Maria and Lilly too, and it gets worse from there." I interrupted her asking, "Can I come over and stay at your place for a couple of days? Darrel is throwing me out of the house. It's like he knew all about last night before it ever happened. I have a whole envelope full of pictures and tape recordings and documents he handed me along with my divorce papers. This was the worst mistake I ever made in my life....What am I going to do? I let you talk me into this, now I need your help!" Valerie replied, "Come on over, Howard is in Chicago for the electronics show all week. We can talk and hopefully talk to Darrel and calm him down." So, I packed up my stuff and headed for Val's house. By the time I got there, Lilly and Maria were all there too. Evidently they'd all been served with alienation of affection suits by Darrel too... I wondered, "How could he possibly have any proof that we all plotted this out? And even so, how could he do all of this so fast?" I must have passed out in shock because the next thing I knew, everyone was around me where I was laying on the couch. Lilly had a cold wash rag on my forehead. Val cleared her throat and began, "Well girls, it looks like we have a fine mess here. We don't have a clue what proof Darrel has to our involvement, but obviously he saw this coming and was prepared. One of our husbands could have tipped him off, or who knows what Sally may have done or said to raise his suspicions. If we'd thought about this a little more clearly, we'd have realized that Darrel has tremendous resources at his disposal as head of security for Moore Manufacturing. He may even be listening to us as we speak now! So, Let's proceed to figure out what to do now. We're all facing serious financial burdens if he has proof of our plotting with Sally, and all of our husbands will be upset and may cut us off from our lovers, or even decide to follow Darrel's lead and dump our sorry asses. No doubt it's what we all deserve, and me more than anyone else because I'm the one who got it all started." To say I was speechless is far understating my state of mind. I must have looked like a Zombie...At least that's how I felt. I shook my head side to side as if to clear my thoughts. Then I remembered, "The Letter! Darrell gave me a letter with the divorce papers." I told the girls that I had to get the envelope out of the car. When I got to the car, I just got in and left, not stopping until I reached a small motel on the outskirts of town. Once I was alone I decided to read his letter. ***** Darrel's Letter ***** Dearest Sally, It is hard for me to fathom how our marriage has come to this. It had always seemed to me that we were not only life partners, but best friends as well. Never in our marriage have I ever considered anything of consequence without thinking first, "Will this be best for Sally." If there was not a clear indication that was the case, I always came to you first to get your feelings BEFORE making any decisions. Never did I try to tell you what you should feel or do in any circumstance. Always I have given you the freedom to live your life as you see fit, trying to always let you find your happiness, just as I felt you did for me. It has always seemed to me that we had open communication, no, more than that, an open channel to each other's hearts and souls. So, you can understand how I would be upset to find that you were plotting to make me a cuckold behind my back. Never at any time since I first met you have I even considered even talking about sex with another woman, much less plotting and planning a sexual escapade. With every piece of evidence, I kept telling myself, "She won't go through with this." The fact that you are reading this letter now shows me how wrong I was. You have shattered not only our marriage, but our family. There is no going back. So that you will better understand all of the legalese in the divorce documents I will lay it all out for you now. (I do suggest you retain an attorney for advice before doing anything.) You can sign the papers citing irreconcilable differences as the reason and in a few months we can begin to start over in life, but if you contest ANY of the terms, I will change the reason to adultery, and mental cruelty, and the evidence will be made public. And, I do mean public. Here are the terms on which I insist. 1.You will leave the house permanently, it will be sold and we will split the profits equally from the sale. 2.Julia and Greg will be in my custody, you will have liberal visitation rights, and we can discuss holidays, etc. 3.You will leave your job as teacher. Actually, you won't have a choice as Ted plans on asking for your resignation on Monday morning. You have proven that without substantial psychological help, you are not morally fit to teach young children. 4.All of our liquid assets will be equally divided, including our cars. Since your new Lexus is worth five times the value of my four year old Honda Civic, we can sell both cars and split the money equally, or you can pay me half of the difference in blue book values of each car and we'll be free to do as we wish for transportation. 5.We will each retain full ownership of our own retirement plans at work. I understand that mine is worth many times the value of yours because of changes in your employment, but again I remind you that I am the injured party and if you fight this, everything is off the table. 6.You will refrain from talking about our separation and divorce with anyone outside your immediate family and your attorney, until it is final. 7.This point is a suggestion, not a demand...I strongly suggest that you leave town and take up residence away from your so called friends, Valerie, Lilly, and Maria. They are NOT your friends, they are selfish, egotistical sluts, and as such are not worthy of your friendship. However, that is another decision you'll have to make for yourself. Just so you know, I will stay in the area so you will have easy access to the kids. If you move away, but not too far, as much as possible, I'll move in your direction to keep the kids near their mother. Sally, I still love you and prefer that we have minimal contact so I will be able to heal. Eventually, I hope we'll be able to communicate in a civil manner for the benefit of Julia and Greg. My suggestion is that, for now, you work through your attorney for any legal matters and through my parents when you want to see the children. They will know all about what has happened and will be very cooperative with your access to the children. It certainly must be no surprise to you that I was able to gather the evidence I have, but you are probably wondering what triggered me doing so. No, it wasn't one of the other husbands tipping me off. I was, however tipped off by your own actions. You must have forgotten that we installed the noise activated security audio and video surveillance system in our home. If you remember, we did that five years ago to be able to monitor the activities of the kids and their babysitters when we weren't home. We never discussed it because there were never any incidents to discuss, but because my job is security, its just my nature to keep track of everything. Nothing EVER happened worth mentioning until you brought the girls back to our house for a meeting when I was in Chicago. You can imagine the surprise when I reviewed the security tapes when I returned. I knew immediately we were in trouble and thought about telling you that I knew what was going on and ask you to get away from them, but as I said before, it's just not in my blood to try to control your life. From there, it was just a matter of me doing my job to track everything you did, always hoping you'd maintain our marriage vows: "Forsaking all others, keeping only unto him as long as you both shall live." When you met with Ted, I knew you'd crossed the line and it was just a matter of time before you brought someone home. Yet, I prayed daily that you'd have a change of heart and never bring someone home to tell me what you were going to do. We might even have made it if you'd brought Drew in and asked me IF you could fuck him. The only trouble is, I wouldn't have told you no, I'd have said just what I did in the circumstance you presented. I simply refuse to try to control your life. Just so you'll know, each of the girl's husbands will have a copy of everything (Well, most everything) I have in the way of evidence. What they choose to do with it is none of my concern. Whatever I receive from my lawsuits against the girls will go into a trust fund for our children's college and future. Finally, there is one more step that I must take so that I can heal. Sally, you are forgiven. That doesn't mean I've forgotten the pain, nor that everything is okay, it simply means that I refuse to carry the baggage of hatred and ill wishes for you. Carrying a grudge only hurts the person carrying it. The other party seldom even knows the grudge is being carried and suffers not in the least from the hatred. Now I can begin the process of finding a new life without you at its center. That's not what I want, but even though I have forgiven you, I also know the trust is gone and can never be recovered. Without trust, there can be no marriage, at least not for me. Sally, truly, I wish you a good life and I hope you can come to grips with your thoughts and actions. Hopefully, once this is over, you'll find someone to nurture and love without the need for outside interests. Have a blessed life knowing that you were loved deeply and totally. With Love, Darrel ***** ***** After reading the letter, I cried for hours, finally falling asleep. When I awoke the tears were still there and it seemed like nothing I could do would ease the pain. I guess that I finally decided that I had to forgive too. The only person that I needed to forgive was myself, but I couldn't bring myself to do that just yet. First there were a few things I had to do. I didn't hire an attorney, I just signed the papers and sent them by courier to Darrel at work with a letter of my own. I didn't want him to have to listen to me on the phone and assumed that he would read the letter when and if he felt so inclined. I was hurting, but couldn't even imagine how much I'd hurt him. I tried to imagine how I'd feel if the situation were reversed. My mind wouldn't even let me go there...I was too certain that he'd never do to me what I'd done to him. Maybe now I can begin the process of forgiving myself. ***** ***** ***** Sally's Letter ***** ***** ***** My Dearest Darrel, Here are the papers you gave me to sign. I didn't even read them, nor did I retain an attorney. I know I can trust you like you should have been able to trust me. You were more than fair, there was absolutely no reason for my actions except gross, selfish stupidity. I thought about begging you to forgive me and telling you how much I love you, but I already proved that isn't the case with my actions. I plan on going into therapy as soon as possible to see why I'd let myself get into such self-destructive behavior. It should have been intuitively obvious to me that those three girls are not my friends. I let myself in for everything that I got, and I deserve much worse than you gave me. You showed the same love you always have and all I can do about it now is cry. I didn't even go into school, I called Ted early Monday morning with my resignation, he asked me to send in a short note which I did. That Wasn't What Should Have Happen When I read your letter I had just left the three girls. After remembering that you told me that it was in the packet I knew I had to leave. I told them I had to get something from my car. I went out, got in the car, and drove away. If I never see any of them again it will be too soon. If you need to reach me for any reason, I am currently staying at the Hart Motel on the edge of town, but you will always be able to reach me through my mom. I told her the whole story and she agrees that you did the only thing that makes any sense and she can't believe that I was so stupid as to let myself be influenced by a group of filthy sluts like those three. After this letter, I promise to never bring this up again, but I have to say it once. Darrel, you have a permanent place in my heart. If ever you feel like talking to me or asking me anything, I am more than willing to talk. I will always be there for you with open arms. Nothing would please me more than for you to give me a chance to make up to you for my idiotic indiscretions. I want you back even though I don't deserve any consideration. There, now that's said, just know it is my heart and is always open to you. I will not beg and plead any further, nor bother you with apologies or excuses. You are my one and only love forever. With A Hurting Heart, Your Loving Wife, Sally ***** ***** Now all that's left is for me to find myself and try to figure out what to do with my life. I hope beyond all hope for Darrel's return, but don't expect that it will ever be. My life, as I've known it for the past fifteen years is now over. I've considered suicide but that is a cowards way out and would do nothing but hurt the people who have given me so much love in this life. Despair abounds, but I must cling onto hope. My kids will hate me for a while, but I know they will forgive me. My mother will accept me for who I am and what I've become. I pray the pain that I've caused Darrel will soon heal and he will find a good life. ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** Author's Ending Note: Darrel says he'll tell his side if it makes sense to do so. I tried to get him to reveal how he did the things he did, and how he so thoroughly gathered the information, but until he reads this in print (he refuses to proof-read it for me) He won't tell me anything. We can hope he will tell us the answers to all of the questions both you and I surely have at this point. He has told me that some of his surveillance methods would never be revealed under any circumstance. Maybe he used some of the technology used by Larry in my story: "New Technology is a Grand Thing!" Darrel does know that while Sally and I are life-long friends, I had no prior knowledge of Sally's plans.