71 comments/ 126595 views/ 28 favorites Tim Shuts One Door By: Slirpuff I want thank Wolf Vixen for her help in catching all the errors I never see. Going foreword I'm going to rate my stories in this way, curb or reconciliation. This way if you don't like one or the other you don't have to read it or, are warned in advance so you aren't blind sided. With that said, this one has both in a way. So grab a beverage and read on. * I saw all the signs from day one but was too dumb and in love to care. I would love to say all the problems in our marriage were Shannon's fault but my stupidity and gullibility had a lot to with it also. The cracks in our marriage started in this way. For the second time this week, my blood pressure is elevated and I'm hot under the collar again. For the second time my wife, Shannon, said something stupid that set me off. Some times I think she does it on purpose just to get a rise out of me. And they're not crisis items either, just dumb stupid things that get blown way out of proportion. For example, my wife cooks probably ninety percent of the meals in our house. After dinner, I clear the table and do the dishes. Well I put them in the dishwasher anyway. It's my job and I always get it done but some times I don't do it right after dinner, like tonight. After dinner I was reading an article in the newspaper about an upcoming festival in town. It was describing the event and the food they were going to be offering. I was about half way through the article when Shannon walked back into the kitchen. "I thought you were going to do the dishes?" "I will as soon as I finish this article," I replied. "Well, I want to run the dishwasher tonight because it's almost full." "Just I second hon, I'm almost done," I told her. Shannon then proceeds to grab the dishes out of the sink and put them in the dishwasher and not gently. "I told you I'd do that as soon as I'm finished." "I can't wait all night for you to finish that damn article, I've got other things to do," she said sarcastically banging the dishes around and slamming the door on the dishwasher shut. "Whatever," knowing she was in one of her moods again tonight. "Can you at least take the items out to the recycler?" she said in a condescending manner. "I will, in a minute," is all I got out of my mouth before she grabbed the bin and headed out the back door. "I said I was going to do it," I told her when she came back in slamming the door. "Don't bother, I guess if I want anything done around here I'll just have to do it myself." "Shannon, is the earth going to stop revolving around the sun if the dishwasher isn't started this very second. And what difference does it make if the plastic and newspapers aren't at the curb until I go to work in the morning?" "Our pickup is tomorrow morning," she shot back. "So? If they're not picked up this week, they'll be in the bin for next week's pickup. What's the big deal?" I asked. "It's a big deal to me. Ok?" "Whatever," I said for the second time in our short conversation. "I guess you'll just have to do it all yourself," I said in a joking manner. "What else is new? I do most of everything else around here anyway." After she fired that volley across my bow it set me off and for the next twenty minutes we argued about what we each one of us did around the house and such. "If you two are going to argue, take it outside. I can't hear the TV above your screaming," our daughter Kim, yelled at us. "Act like adults for a change will you," she said as she turned around. "See what you started?" Shannon yelled at me. "I started?" "Yes you! If you'd just do what I asked of you, we wouldn't have to go through this every night," Shannon said as she stormed out of the kitchen towards our bedroom. See what I mean? It's like this at least three days a week and don't get me started about our weekend projects together. Like I said, its just Mickey Mouse bullshit things that set her off and then everyone else pays. Lately I'm asking myself more and more, why in the hell did I ever marry her? Shannon wasn't like this in college. We were two hot-blooded college kids who couldn't keep our hands off one another. It was never a question of "if" we were going to get married but rather "when." It was the beginning of my senior year that I really screwed up. One of my frat brothers was getting married and a bunch of us were throwing him a stag party at the house. It got more than a little too wild between the booze and strippers, and the cops busted us. The three of us who had put on the party were hauled in, along with the strippers. I had already passed out in my room earlier and was in just my boxers when everything came crashing down. That's how they hauled me away to the station. To make a long story short, we got a slap on the wrists and were given a warning not to try that again. The college was not so lenient. Our frat house was put on probation for six months and we were told that another infraction would mean the suspension of our chapter. Two things happened after that. My buddy Ron ended up not getting married, something about being caught with a girl in his bed. And Shannon dumped me, claiming that someone at the party told her I was screwing one of the strippers. As I said, that night didn't go as planned. I got testimonials from the strippers and the guys at the party that I hadn't done anything with anyone but Shannon didn't believe me. I begged, pleaded and ate a ton of crow to no avail. Shannon was not going to forgive me and I felt lost and stupid. I was pissed that I'd screwed up a good relationship, but was also angry that Shannon didn't believe me. After two months of groveling I said the hell with it and took up with a sweet little thing living in the same sorority house. Where Shannon was 5'7" and weighed 125 pounds, Kathy was only 5'1" and less than one hundred pounds wringing wet. One of the only redeeming factors was that Kathy had no sexual hang-ups where Shannon had more than a few. Kathy made it a habit to spend the night at my place and on weekends we drank and screwed the nights away. Shit hit the fan after about a month and a half after I took up with Kathy. We had had gone out to dinner at a really nice place and spent the rest of the night in bed having one hell of a lot of fun. I made sure Kathy got off at least twice that night and once more in the morning. She left my place with a huge smile on her face and went back to her sorority house. There she proceeded to tell all her friends about the fantastic time she'd had with me. What a great lover I was and how our relationship was progressing nicely. "I can't imagine Tim's last girl friend dumping him. She must have been a real moron. Everyone knows he didn't do anything wrong at the party. Well her loss is my gain because he's mine now and I'm not giving him up," Kathy told her friends. Well someone said something to somebody else and so on until the story got back to Shannon. She'd heard the same story but now her nose was being rubbed in it. And she didn't like it. "Tim I'm sorry, I was wrong. Tim, can you forgive me for doubting you. Tim I was wrong, can you give me another chance." Were all the lines she was practicing for when she talked to me the next time. Shannon caught up with me just outside of the student union after class a week later. "Hi Tim," she started. "You got a minute?" "Why?" I replied. "I just want to talk to you for a minute that's all." "I'm asking again, why?" I wasn't making it easy on her. "I just want to tell you I was wrong about you. That's all." "Wrong about me in what way Shannon?" I asked making it more and more unpleasant for her. "You know, about that party." "What party are you talking about?" I said fully knowing what she was talking about. "The damn stag. That's what party," she said more than a little agitated. "I was wrong ok? I listened to a bunch of idiots and didn't believe you. Are you satisfied? You were right and I was wrong," she said almost yelling at me now. "Well thanks for the apology. A little late but I'll take it anyway," I said as I started to walk away. "Wait a minute. You want to talk or go out sometime?" she asked. "I don't think Kathy would like me going out with my ex-girl friend again. Why don't you e-mail me and we'll talk. I think you still know my e-mail address." And talk we did for the next couple of weeks. I took my time answering Shannon's e-mails but she never gave up. I was still pissed at her but my heart finally softened and we became an item once again. Now Kathy was angry with me. Shannon and I got married shortly there after. I guess she didn't want to take a chance of losing me a second time. We set up house and two years later Kim was born. We were now a family. ***************** How Shannon turned into "queen bitch" I haven't a clue. She'd always been a little head strong and forceful but we could always talk about our differences. About five years ago we had a rip-roaring drag out argument. She called me everything but a white boy. When she threw up my cheating with Kathy I almost lost it. "If you weren't so quick to convict me back then, there wouldn't have been a Kathy," I told her. "If you wouldn't have hired those strippers we wouldn't have had to have that conversation years ago and Ron would have gotten married," she replied. "Ron decided to sleep with one of the strippers on his own. No one twisted his arm or told him he had to," I told her. "Deb, like you, assumed the worst and tossed our asses to the curb. At least you finally listened to reason, Deb never did. Her loss." "I didn't say I totally believed you, I just forgave you. That's all." That's when I got angry and lost it. "What do you mean you forgave me? I didn't do anything. Shannon I forgave you for being such an ass. If you didn't believe me, why did you want me back? To make my life hell?" "I loved you even with all your short comings and knew over time I could change you," Shannon said like she was talking to our daughter Kim. "You bitch. You fucking bitch. You played me, and like a sucker I believed you," I screamed at her. "Don't yell at me. If you would have kept your dick in your pants we wouldn't be having this argument right now," she said now in a defiant tone. I wanted to hit her so bad. I wanted to take my fist and drive it right through her face but I didn't. I clenched my fists, got my jacket and left for three days. There were no phone calls, text messages or even any e-mails from Shannon. She was one cold-hearted bitch. I showed up Saturday morning just before 8:00 am. I made coffee, had myself a piece of toast and wait for queen mother to wake up. She showed up about 9:00. "I thought I heard you down stairs. Are you ready to apologize to me yet?" "Shannon you have two choices and only one hour to make your decision," I told her. "Number one, we can start couples counseling next week and get working on our issues. Or two, we can chuck it all and get a divorce. Your choice, but like I said you have only one hour to decide," I told her as I walked up the stairs to our bedroom. "What the hell are you talking about?" Shannon said following me up the stairs. "I don't think I stuttered and I know I made myself perfectly clear. You have two choices and an hour, I take that back, fifty two minutes, to make your decision," I said getting out a pair of shorts and a tee shirt from my dresser. "You can't just walk in here and start throwing out ultimatums. We need to sit down a discuss this." "No." "What do you mean? No!" "It's pretty simple. No. No discussions until you make your decision. At that point we'll either be talking about resolving our marital issues or talking about how we're going to split up everything." "Tim, you're blowing this way out of proportion. Lets just sit down and discuss this matter like two adults. It's not just us, we've got Kim to consider," Shannon said trying to diffuse the situation. "Not going to happen. You think I'm a liar and I now know you're a conniving bitch. If I was smart I'd divorce your ass and cut my losses but I'm willing to give you one more chance," I told her. "Screw you," she shouted walking out of the room. "I haven't seen a lot of that either," I said to myself as I watched her storm out. I listened to her crash around down stairs as I watched the clock in our bedroom. I laid out my work clothes for next week and started packing up my shaving kit, toothbrush and all the necessary items. I had my suitcase on the bed and had started packing when I noticed Shannon's reflection in the mirror. I acted like I didn't see her and continued. Next time I looked, she was gone. I was completely packed and sitting on the bed when the hour ran out. I knew she was downstairs waiting for me, but I wasn't going to play her game. Not this time. I grabbed my suitcase, backpack and walked down the stairs. She started to say something but I stopped her dead in her tracks. "Shannon, I said an hour and it's ten minutes past that. If you thought I was kidding guess what, I wasn't," I said as I grabbed my stuff and walked out to my car. I heard Shannon screaming at me from the door and then start to cry. I was unmoved for the first time in my married life. I drove back to my motel and put my clothes away. I guess I kind of knew this was coming but I for one didn't want it. This time, however, the phone calls and e-mails came fast and furious. I listened to all her voice messages and read her e-mails. Shannon still had that defiant tone in her voice and I was still the asshole for walking out on my family. Her attitude changed when I had her served with the initial divorced papers. Kim not Shannon was the one who contacted me this time. "Dad mom's a wreck. She hasn't been to work all week and all she does is cry. She hasn't been out of her bedroom in two days and I'm getting really worried about her," she told me. "I know you and mom are having problems, but can't you give her one more chance?" "I tried that honey, but she just had to play her stupid games and she blew it. She wants to be in charge and that's not going to happen any more. I know it's been tough on her but it hasn't been a picnic for me either. So unless she changes her damn attitude, we're just postponing the inevitable. I'm willing to talk and try again but only through a marriage councilor," I told her. "Sorry sweetheart." "I'm sorry too dad," she replied. I knew it was tough on her to but I wasn't going to stay married just for the sake of Kim. Life's too short to be miserable all the time. "You win, I'll go to counseling," was her short e-mail the next day. "Sorry Shannon, too late. It's not about one or the other of us winning or losing but getting back to where we were when we first married. It now sounds like you're being forced to do something you really don't want to do, but will do it just so we don't get divorced. Like I've said all along, I want my loving partner back not some cold hearted stranger sharing my bed." I was having dinner alone in the motel restaurant, reading the paper when Shannon sat down at my table. "Tim, you're a hard man to find," she told me. "Hello Shannon, how have you been? Would you like something to eat?" I said passing her a menu. "No more phone calls or e-mails. We do this face to face or not at all. I was wrong, stubborn and a few other things I won't mention but I do love you and don't want a divorce. I'm willing to do anything to put everything back to where it should be if you give me the chance," she said holding my hands. "That's all I've wanted since day one. I don't want a divorce I just want my wife back, that's all," I said bending over kissing her. We skipped dinner and went back to my room. Did I hear bells and whistles? No, but we did make love like we did on our honeymoon, all night. I licked her clit until she pulled my head away and said no more and then pounded her pussy like it was my last day on earth. Shannon woke me up the next morning with a blowjob and even swallowed for the first time in years. It was a great new beginning but rocky roads were ahead of us. ***************** The counseling sessions were harsh. I never knew she had so many resentments. She still had anger over Kathy and for the first time, I found out that she'd been with two other guys when we'd separated. "They were animals. All we did was fuck. Their main concern was to get themselves off and if I climaxed, well that was a real bonus. I felt so dirty afterwards I just wanted to scream. When I heard the stories of you and Kathy I wanted to die because I knew I'd driven you away." "Why didn't you just talk to me? I would have listened." "I guess it was my stupid pride. If you haven't guessed it by now, I have a hard time admitting I'm wrong and have little or no patience," Shannon said trying to pour out her soul. "At the drop of a hat, I can be swayed and talked into doing something even if I know it's totally wrong. All my supposed friends told me to dump your cheating ass and I did just that Tim. Even though I knew deep down inside of me that you never would have cheated on me, I did it anyway. You married one sick puppy Tim." "I guess I'm still in love with that sick puppy or I wouldn't be here," I replied. We went through six months of counseling and it did wonders. At least for a while. We had a couple of relapse but managed to pick up our marriage and ourselves again. We got along marvelously again and the sex was out of this world. We were a loving family again and life was good. But I did one stupid thing, I let my guard down. It took three years for Shannon to slip back. It was slow but methodical. I let the first few incidents slide because I was happy and didn't want to make waves. Then she became a little too demanding and we had a little tiff, had great makeup sex and life was good again for a while. When it started happing on a regular basis I figured it was time to have a talk with her. I told her I was concerned that we were sliding back and didn't want to go through what we'd endured over again. Shannon said she didn't realize it and was glad I'd brought it to her attention. "You know I'd never do anything like that again. After dinner lets go upstairs and let me apologize to you properly," she said with a wink. "WOW!" is all I can say. Last night was the best sex I've ever had. She did things I'd only dreamed about even when I was banging Kathy. We did anal and she even let me tie her up to our headboard. When I thought she was done, she gave me the best blowjob ever and even reamed me. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Hell I was going to need surgery to remove the smile from my face. Then on the way to work it hit me. All the years we've been together, even through the six months of make up, we never came even close to doing what we'd done last night. I'd been turned down for anal so many times I'd given up asking. Why the change of heart all of a sudden? I got my first clue six weeks later. One of the things we continued to do religiously was to have a date night every week. It was normally on Saturday but sometimes she'd surprise me during the week, especially if Kim was going to be out of the house. Thursday when I got home, there was a note on the front door. "Go upstairs, shower, put on the silk boxers I've laid out and come into the den." "Looks like Kim's gone for the night," I said to myself. I followed her instructions to the letter and walked into our media room. She had dinner spread out on the floor and was in an outfit that brought me to attention immediately. "I thought we might start off with a movie and a little finger food," she said handling me a glass of wine. Tim Shuts One Door She had a blanket and pillows spread out on the floor as we made ourselves comfortable. She started the movie, we started to samples the wares and even the food. I put a little chocolate on her nipple and licked it off as she did the same with my dick. It was only then that I looked up and watched the movie for a few seconds did I realize what it was. It was a damn porno with two women working on a guy. Never in my life would I ever expect Shannon to get something like this. We watched the movie, ate, did a lot of playing around and were having one hell of a time. It was when both women were giving the guy a blowjob did Shannon speak up. "Just lay back and relax and watch the movie as I take care of business." And she did. She teased me with her tongue as she licked the tender underside before slipping just the head between her lips. Just like it was in the movie. She must have watched the movie before because she was doing exactly what the girls were doing on the tape. I wanted to shoot off so bad but Shannon would let me. I didn't have to look at what she was doing because it was all right there on the screen in front of me. I knew I was going to get to shoot off soon as I saw one girl straddle the guys face as the other one greased up a finger and eased it into his ass. Right on cue I felt a finger ease into my butt as she now went to work on me licking, sucking and deep throating me as she fingered my ass. I exploded down her throat as I gave her everything I had and then some while watching the screen. Shannon never let up as she continued to drain me even more. I slumped back on the pillows, exhausted, as she came up to me kissing and sucking on my tongue. I could taste traces of semen on her lips, but after what she'd done, it was a small price to pay. "That was so incredibly hot," I said kissing her. "How in the hell did you ever come up with an idea like this?" I asked. "I'm not giving away any of my secrets. But don't get too comfortable, you turn is coming as she ejected one tape and put in another. Let's see how good you are. Also, you'll need this," she said handling me a large black dildo. "What's this for?" I asked. "You'll see," she said kissing me and lying back on the pillows. "Show time!" She was right. This movie had one girl and two guys, one black and one white in it. They were all over her as she was sandwiched in between them. I licked her breasts as I played with her clit before working the dildo between her legs. I followed the movie the best I could. I ate her snatch as I worked my fingers and the dildo into her. She climaxed hard from my oral attack but the best was yet to come. You could tell what was coming next as the guys positioned themselves on the tape. One in front and one behind her. She was going to be double-teamed so to speak. I made my choice, I wanted Shannon's ass tonight. I came up behind Shannon, lubed up her rectum, my dick and eased in. Just like in the movie. I then took the large dildo and slowly started moving it into her now sopping wet pussy. The dildo was about thirty percent larger around and about four inches longer than my dick, so it took a few minutes to work it all in. Shannon was screaming and moaning as her eyes were glued to the screen. I'd never seen her in quite this aroused state before as she now helped me drive the dildo into her cunt. "Oh my God, I'm so full. Harder you black son of a bitch," she screamed. I was now banging her ass from behind and could feel the dildo moving in and out of her pussy. I'd never felt anything like it, and was thankful I'd shot off earlier so I could hold out a little longer. Shannon started climaxing screaming for me to, "shoot my hot black seed" into her as she reached back and started massaging by balls. It didn't take more than a few minutes more before I did something that wasn't on the tape. I pulled out of her ass, pushed her forward and came up behind her with the black dildo. Since it and her ass were already lubed up, I eased in the black head and then started ass fucking her with it. Shannon went nuts as she reached under-neith and started playing with her own clit trying to get herself off again. I wiped off my dick, moved to the side of Shannon, lifted her head and put her lips around my cock. She was now getting it from both ends. I was giving her the full length of the dildo and how she was taking it all I didn't have a clue. Her warm lips around my dick made me grow another inch, as we both got close again. I knew she was starting to climax because of her muscle spasms but never heard her make a sound until the she let out the loudest scream I'd ever heard her make. I shot my wad all over her face as she was taken over by her climax and the after glow as she crumbled onto the pillows, dildo still in her ass. I started to remove it when she stopped me. "Just a minute. Give me a minute to come down," she said grabbing for me and holding me tight. I went to feel her pussy but she told me, "Not right now, just hold me." We must have laid there for fifteen minutes before shifting around and grabbing another glass of wine. "That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had in my life," she said wiping the sweat from her face. "I think my heart stopped for a minute," as she took a sip and then started kissing me again. "I thought you were sore?" "The hell with being sore, I want to go again just like the last time," she laughed. "Well, I'm going to need about twenty minutes to charge my batteries. Charged or not we started again. With a lot of heavy kissing that led to lips and tongues and a black mambo slipping up her wet pussy again. It didn't take long before she was screaming as I worked it totally in and out of her pussy. It did however shock the shit out of me when she grabbed me as she started to climax. Shannon drove he tongue down my throat kissing me as I never stopped fucking her with the dildo. She bit my lip and nearly crushed my chest as she climaxed again. She finally released me as she started to come down. "Holly shit this is one for the record books," she told me as she downed the last of her wine. "Never had four big ones in one night before. You really out did yourself tonight my love," she said kissing me. "I had a little help," I said holding up her black dildo. "I never could have done it four times in four hours even in my youth." "Well, no matter how you did it, I have one happy pussy. A mighty sore pussy and ass, but happy ones nonetheless. How about one more glass of wine?" We finished the bottle of wine and most of the snacks as we watched the rest of the tape in each other's arms. Threesomes were fun to watch, but I'd never share Shannon with another guy but the thought of making it with two women appealed to me. I guess that was the guy in me. We were better than newly weds for the next three weeks. We had at least three date nights a week and Kim finally told us to get a room because all the screaming coming from the den was starting to wane on her. Tapes became part of what we were doing and Shannon asked that I pick out every other tape. "I'm not supposed to know my parents are still doing it much less every night. Remember I'm still under sixteen an impressionable," Kim said with a laugh. "However I'd much rather see them like this then arguing like before," she said to herself. The tapes I picked were tame compared to Shannon's choices. Mine were standard sucking and fucking but her's stretched the envelope. There were gangbangs, interracial, swapping and bondage but thank god no clucking. "I could never just sit there as another guy had sex with my wife," I said to myself. "Even swapping wasn't on the menu but a threesome might be interesting," I thought for a split second then reality slapped me in the face. "If I got a threesome, then Shannon would probably want one and that's something that wasn't going to happen." '**************** We always had a group of friends in the neighborhood we hung with, but Shannon had met a few women at the gym, among other places and we had started to hang with that group also. Our calendar was filling up fast and we seemed to be on the go all the time. The parties with our neighbors got a little wild at times, but since no one had to drive they could almost crawl back to their houses. But her new group took partying to a higher level. The booze flowed and there was always plenty to eat. Her new friends were a bit younger than us and were all "kept" women. While their husbands worked, they all went to the gym and it showed. They had hard, tight bodies and were all better than average looking. The one thing that bothered me a bit was all the grab assing and not by just the men. More than once one of the other guy's wives had slapped me on the ass and said if I'd ever decided to dump Shannon they'd love to strap me on for a test ride. It was a bit of an ego boost, but unsettling just the same. At these parties we were usually the first ones to leave, but it was always by Shannon's request. "Time to go hon," she said tonight. "Hon let's stay for a little while longer, I'm having a great time," I told her. "Not tonight babes, I want you all to myself tonight," she responded as we said our goodbyes. Before we even hit our door, Shannon was all over me. "I need you right now," she said ripping my clothes off and pushing me back onto the couch. She had my dick in her mouth before I knew it and was beginning to work her magic. I was getting close and I think Shannon knew it also. "I don't want it in my mouth tonight, I want you inside of me where you belong." With that said, Shannon dropped her shorts and mounted me. "She wasn't even wearing a thong tonight," my brain screamed at me as she literally screwed the hell out of me not once but twice that night. Luckily we did it the second time in our bedroom because Shannon got a little vocal to say the least. As we both lay there out of breath I finally asked what brought that all on. "I saw that slutty blond grab your ass and heard her tell you that she'd love to strap you on. There was no way she was going to get to you tonight until I had my fill of you," Shannon said to me as she drove her tongue down my throat. "Do you think we could get Johnny up one more time tonight?" she said in a baby taunting voice. "Babes, there isn't a chance in hell. Maybe in the morning, but for the rest of tonight the only thing you're going to get are my lips and tongue," I told her. "Alright, I'll take those and let you use my new toy tonight on me also," she said reaching into her night table. Out came a red vibrator a little bigger in size than my own dick. "I'll let you take it out for it's first test run. I thought you'd like the red sports model rather than the big black SUV that was twice the size." I was stunned as she handed it to me along with a new lubricant that was called anal ease. I figured out that one pretty fast as I lubed it up and turned it on. I licked and sucked but she was already wet enough that I really didn't need the extra lubrication. After some initial playing around, Shannon found that she liked it best on the lowest setting and with me working on her swollen clit. She didn't last long before she had another massive climax. I was a little envious but my dick was still a little tender and wouldn't be ready to play until tomorrow. Shannon had now passed me on the wants/needs category when it came to sex. I was perfectly satisfied with once a night. Twice was ok on a Friday or Saturday but only when we had a lot of time in between. But three to four times a night wasn't in my wildest dreams anymore and that's what Shannon was now requesting or should I say expecting. Who had kidnapped my loving wife and substituted her with this insatiable nymphomaniac? We cuddled for a bit and we fell asleep in each other's arms. I awoke to a pair of lips around my cock Sunday morning. As I lifted my head and my brain kicked in my dick became instantly hard. "I hope you can wait on breakfast until after I have my morning cum," she said stopping and now straddling my dick. "I want to try something different this morning," she said taking out her new red toy. "I want to try this in my ass with you in my pussy. I heard it'll be a rush for the both of us." And it was. God Damn, it felt good. I could feel the vibrations from her toy as she moved it in and out of her ass as she screwed me. This was the strangest feeling I'd ever experienced having sex and I loved it but I didn't last too long. As soon as I started shooting off Shannon picked up the pace and followed right behind me. She, now just left it buried in her ass as she fingered her clit and drove her pussy onto my cock. I was done and satisfied as she kept it up for another five minutes before falling onto my chest. "Wasn't that great?" she asked. "Didn't you just love the feeling?" "I've got to agree with you hon that was one of the best but by far the strangest session we've ever had. Who told you how to do it and please tell me it wasn't our daughter Kim," I asked. "No silly. It was Ronda from the gym. She said that her and her husband do it that way all the time and with the vibrator in her pussy and her husband in her ass. What a rush!" she said moving off my chest. "Do you think men are the only ones that talk about sex? Women think and talk about it just as much as men do," she said with a smile. "Now how about that breakfast? I've worked up quite an appetite this morning." So our sex life went on week after week. I was waiting for it to decrease or crash but it never happened. Even the night two weeks ago when we got into a little tiff it didn't dampen Shannon's insatiable sexual appetite. "Come up stairs Stud Muffin, we've got some make up sex to take care of," she told me. Did I argue, dig in my heels? Hell no! I walked up the stairs as she consumed me for the next two hours. Tired and drained I yelled out," Uncle, you win. You were right I was wrong," I said fully knowing I was right. "I guess I should have done this a million years ago and we never would have broken up," she said. "If you'd started this a million years ago, I'd already be dead and in the ground," I said with a laugh, but little did I know what she was up to. Two weeks later we were again going to a party at one of her new friends house. She had nearly fucked me to death the previous night and I wasn't the least bit horny tonight. She was wearing a white sundress that was a bit too sheer for my comfort, but there was no way I was going to say anything; life was way too good right now. We were eating and drinking on the pool deck when I watched Shannon walk by with the setting sun just behind her. I could see it all! Her dress became almost transparent and I could see what she wasn't wearing, a bra or panties. "I wonder if anyone else noticed?" I thought to myself. Just then, a wife of one of the other guys walked by in the same path Shannon had taken. "Damn, I could see through her dress also and she also wasn't wearing any under garments," as I looked around at everyone else there. No one else besides me seemed to notice. I was about to go find Shannon when she surprised me with another drink. "I figured you needed another one," she said handing me a double. "This has got to hold you until after dinner, I don't want you too drunk to drive home tonight," she told me. Hell, I was already too drunk to drive. "These people sure were drinkers," I said as I nursed this one. One more drink after dinner and I could feel no pain. I was sitting on a lounger by the pool watching my wife dance with our host and struggling to stay awake. It was a slow dance and his hands were all over her. She smiled at him as she took him by the hand and walked inside. "Got to get up," I said to myself as I struggled to sit up. It was a lost cause as I slumped back onto the lounger. "No more booze for me tonight," my brain screamed as I tried to clear my head. It wasn't working. Rose, one of my wife's new friends, came over and began to talk to me. Her top was cut so low, all I saw was tits and what nice tits they were. Hell, I could see her erect nipples as she bent over to talk to me. When her hand went to my upper thigh something came up. I got a huge woody and found it impossible to hide. "Looks like someone thinks my tits look pretty good," she laughed. "I had them redone a couple of months ago. Their as good as the real ones, here feel," she said as she grabbed my hand and put it in her shirt. "Squeeze them. Feel pretty natural don't they?" "Yes they feel pretty natural I stammered," as I pulled my hand out from her shirt just as my wife walked up. "Sampling someone else's goods?" she asked. I stumbled around to say something but was tongue-tied. I was dead meat now and knew it "I told her they looked and felt real," Shannon told me like she was just making small talk. "I think everyone at the party has had a feel Tim, just tell Rose what you think or she'll never leave you alone." "Rose they feel as natural as my wife's," I told her in the straightest face I could muster. "Shannon darling is this real or has Tim put a sock in his pants to tease us?" she said as she grabbed my erect dick. "No honey, that's all Tim I'm happy to say. But if you don't mind, I need you to let go of my husbands cock because it's about time I put my hubby to bed because I've got something that needs his immediate attention," she said taking my hand. "Hon, I don't think I'm in any condition to drive," I told her. "No problem Tim, we're spending the night," she told me leading me into the house. "Let me show you our room," Shannon said dragging me up the stairs. It was a big house with at least six bedrooms. Our room was huge and was split in half with two large beds, one on each side of the room. I was still pretty drunk when Shannon and I flopped down on the king size bed. She was all over me as she took my shirt and pants off. Have you ever been asleep and thought you were awake? Or visa versa? We were going at it hot and heavy when I looked over at the other side of the room and noticed another couple in the other bed. They were also nude and having noisy sex. I could hear her screaming at her partner to go-slow until she got use to his cock as Shannon was riding my dick above me. Was I dreaming this? When the other girl started yelling at him to fuck her harder and Shannon put my hands on her tits I thought I was going nuts. I couldn't take my eyes off the other couple as he was now behind her pounding away. For a split second I thought he waved at me. This can't be real, but it was. Shannon flipped me over and pulled me on top of her. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in tight. Shannon now met my every stroke with one of her own as she fucked me back. Every once in a while I'd glace over and watch the other couple as it looked like they were about done. It was about two minutes later when I looked over and saw they were now watching us. I'd never done it in front of an audience before and was getting a little self-conscious when Shannon yelled. "Fuck me hard Tim, I'm ready to cum," she shouted out as I started screwing her for all I was worth. "Oh God yes, make me cum lover," she said as we pounded each other. "I'm cumming don't stop," Shannon shouted as I dropped my load in her never letting up. We kept it up for another two minutes before I fell over on the bed next to her, exhausted. "Shannon don't look now, but there's another couple having sex in the bed across the room," I told her. "I know that's Carry and Bill Thompson. They were invited to spend the night also," she told me. "Are you embarrassed?" Tim Shuts One Door "I don't know what I am," I told her. "Well I noticed you couldn't keep your eyes off them all the while you were making love with me. Did it turn you on to watch them?" "Yes. No. I don't know. It was like watching one of the porno movies, but in 3D," I told her. As I lay there Shannon went to the bathroom and brought us back a couple of warm wet towels. I started to move around and realized rather quickly I was still hammered. "Let me rest for a couple of minutes," I said as moved up to the top of the bed and put a pillow under my head. That's all she wrote, I was out like a light. The next thing I remembered was a pair of lips on my dick. "Lay back hon and just enjoy this," Shannon said to me. So that's what I did. I was hung over and was surprised I could even get it up. But a warm set of lips can do wonders to a man dick. My eyes hurt to even open so I just left them shut as she worked her wonders. Even with her best efforts I was finding it difficult to get off. She'd changed her technique a little bit but after a couple of minutes I was there. "I'm going to shoot," I told Shannon as a pair of lips started kissing me and a tongue started exploring my mouth as I finished dumping my load. Opening my eyes I saw Shannon as she kissed me again. "You just help me win $200.00 love," Shannon said quietly. "My mind wasn't quiet up to speed, but if Shannon was up here, who in the hell was down there?" my brain screamed out. There at the foot of the bed was Carry wiping her mouth. "I told you, you couldn't do it. Do I know my man or what? You owe me two hundred big ones sweetie," Shannon told her. "Well as you can see, I don't have it on me right now," a nude Carry said with her hands on her hips. "Let's just say I owe it to you," she told Shannon now walking back towards the bed on the other side of the room as her husband was now nowhere around. "Shannon, what the hells going on?" I said throwing the sheet over my naked body. "Carry said that there wasn't a man alive she couldn't get off in less than three minutes. I told her that you had the best staying power of any man here. Well one thing led to another and I guess I made her a bet and we won. Isn't it wonderful?" she said kissing me again. "Don't you think I should have had some say in it Shannon. Like did I want another woman's mouth on my dick besides yours? And doesn't this fall into the category of cheating?" I said as I peppered her with question after question. "I guess I should have woke you up and asked you. I'm sorry, my bad. It'll never happen again," Shannon said kissing me. "Now, since you got off this morning and I got hot watching you, it's only right that you take care of your wife," she said attacking me. I looked over at the other bed, saw no one and let out a sigh of relief. "No show for them this morning," I said as I took my wife to heaven and back. We showered together and got cleaned up. "They've got breakfast for us out on the deck," Sharron told me. "Also, don't mention to Bill about your bet this morning." "My bet! What do you mean my bet? Hell, I didn't even know about it until it was all over. What the hell am I going to say? Hey Bill, your wife is really a dandy cocksucker you know that? That's one conversation I'm sure not going to have with him this morning." There were three other couples on the deck eating when we arrived. A short hi, how are you doing? And I was out looking for the coffee. "Everyone sleep ok last night," our host asked. "I hope you guys were ok sharing our big room?" she said looking our way. "Everything was perfect," Shannon replied. "Even though Bill and Carry were a little noisy, nothing bothered the two of us. I hope we didn't keep the two of you up either," Shannon said now looking at me. "After Carry wore me out, I slept like a baby," Bill told the group. "What's on the agenda for today?" "I promised our daughter Kim we'd take her to the mall. She's at that age that she has to have the latest style. Oh well, you're only young once," Shannon told the group. "You talk like you're old. From where I stand you look pretty good, wouldn't you say so Tim?" "My wife Shannon is perfect, in my eyes anyway. Well honey, I think we'd better get going or we'll catch hell from Kim if we're late," I said looking at my watch. "I guess you're right. Have a great rest of the weekend and we'll have to do this again real soon,' Shannon told them as we headed out. In the car I let out a deep breath. "That was uncomfortable," I said out loud. "I felt like everyone was checking us out, especially you. And when did you stop wearing undergarments?" I asked. "A little while ago. It makes me feel free and a bit naughty all at the same time. How did you know I wasn't wearing any?" "When you walked across the deck I could see right through your dress and saw everything there was to see." "If you were checking me out, who else wasn't wearing anything on underneath," Shannon asked. "I saw two other wives's. One wore nothing and one just a thong." "So now you're checking out other women on me. You really are a naughty boy aren't you? You get a taste of someone else's lips and now you're checking them all out. I'm going to have to keep my eye on you from now on at these parties it looks like," Shannon said biting my ear. "You're mine and no one gets anything without my permission, got that bucko?" "No complaints from me. I'm just glad we got out of there when we did, I didn't like the way Bill was looking at you." "Jealous?" "No, protective of what's mine. That's all." The next two weeks got even crazier. We went out to dinner with a couple of Shannon's new friends and I literally had to stop Shannon from trying to give me a blowjob in the car on the way to the restaurant. "I just need a little appetizer before dinner," she told me. "And don't worry I'll won't miss a drop so there'll be no trace on your slacks," she said with a smile. "Later, I'll take care of you later, when we get home. Now behave yourself if you can," I told her as we pulled into the parking lot. Against my wishes, she was showing too much skin but when I saw what the other two wives were wearing my jaw must have dropped a foot. Is there such a word as "hooker ware?" because that's what they looked like. There was more skin showing than fabric. The sexual tension hung like a cloud over us at dinner. And when we hit the lounge to dance afterwards I wasn't sure what would happen next. Their husbands asked Shannon to dance and their wives asked me to dance also, as everyone's hands explored everyone's else's body. I was hot and not from the temperature in the room. Bill broke the silence as we all nursed our drinks. "Carry told me about her losing the bet at the last party," he laughed. "I guess there's a first time for everything." I coughed and started to say something or apologize but he stopped me. "We have an open marriage and Carry likes to hone her skills at times. No harm done," he said ordering another round as he smiled at me. What's that phrase? I was born at night but not last night. I guess I finally figured it out. "Well, if it works for the two of you, more power to you," I said to Bill. "But for me, I could never share my wife Shannon, I love her way too much," I said smiling at her as I held her hand. "I love my wife too, but adding a little spice to the soup sometimes makes it that much hotter," Bill replied. "Maybe for you, but if my wife got any hotter, I'd have to dump her in a bath of ice water or she'd burn up the bedroom. But like I said, to each their own. And if you'll excuse me, I think I'll dance with my bride," I said taking Shannon's hand and pulling her to the dance floor. It was a quiet dance as I felt the tension run through Shannon's body. I felt her shoulders, back and even her ass but got no reaction from her. When the music stopped, so did we. When I took Shannon back to the table I excused myself to go to the restroom. As I walked around the corner I double back to spy on our table. It was ablaze with conversation and hand movements. Looks like I threw a monkey wrench into their plans for tonight. I stayed away a respectable amount of time and came back to Shannon dancing on the floor with Kenny. Like with Bill, his hands were all over her body. "Kenny's such a good dancer," Linda said reaching out to me. "Would you like to dance with me?" "Sure why not. Maybe we can show them a move or two," I replied. I knew what her plan was; I'm not that stupid. Linda did everything but fuck me on the dance floor as the rest of them looked on. When the music stopped I looked at my watch. "Time to get my hot wife home. We're going to have to do this again or at least have you over to our place for a BBQ," I told them. "My love," I said reaching down with my hand to my wife. "I think it's time I put you to bed," I said smiling at Bill as Shannon got up and we walked out. It was a quiet ride on the way home. I made small talk and said what a wonderful time I'd had. I wanted to scream at her, "You set me up bitch." But I didn't. We were undressing in the bedroom when Shannon finally spoke up. "You ever think what it would be like to be with someone else?" she said undressing and avoiding my eyes. "Sure, what guy doesn't," I replied. "But then I think about what we've got and how bringing in another one or one hundred might ruin it. I don't want to take the chance of either one of us sampling the wares out there and then not being satisfied with what we have at home. I for one am not willing to take that risk," I said smiling at her. "But nothing happened when you got that blowjob from Carry that morning," Shannon replied. "True, but what would you have said if I told you I wasn't interested in having sex with you again after that? Or, if you were screwing some big dicked guy and found you weren't satisfied with my equipment any longer. Darling I'm just not ready to take that chance. So get your hot body over here, I want to make love to the most beautiful woman I know," I said kissing her and laying her back on the bed. We made love, or at least I did. Shannon had other things on her mind and had a hard time even faking it tonight. I knew we were headed for troubled waters. After that night it was like someone extinguished the flame in Shannon. We did it a lot but she was now just going through the motions. I had been played but no longer. I guess she didn't get what she'd wanted. Since Shannon didn't work, she and her new friends had all day to plan and discuses their next move. The only thing now on my mind was what else was she doing during the day. We'd gone from ten times a week to maybe three at best. I looked in her nightstand and found her toys still there, but the lotion and anal ease were now almost empty. Maybe my bride is being bad when I was at work. I wasn't about to hire a private dick to follow her, so instead of lunch I would sneak home and see if anything was happening. Sometimes she was home but most times she was gone. Probably at the gym I thought. I was about to give up when Thursday I hit pay dirt. I had just pulled into my secret spying spot and was starting eating my lunch when Shannon bounced out of the house. The way she was dressed there was no way she was going to the gym. I followed her to a large house about eight miles away and watched her park her car and just walk through the front door. There were four other cars in the driveway and I didn't recognize a one of them. I waited for about ten minutes before making my decision to go inside. I was hoping for the best but expecting the worst. The front door was unlocked and I just walked in. There was a couple doing it on a couch in the room to the right and two hot women with almost nothing on approached me. "I don't remember you but I sure would like to," one of them told me. "I'd love to also, but Shannon told me to meet her here." I told them. "Well, she's upstairs second room on the right. But If you change your mind, we'll be in the living room getting to know one another better," she said as they walked hand in hand through the doorway. Up stairs I counted one, two and opened the door. Can you say over and done? Because that's what it looked like to me. Shannon was on the bed and Bill was plowing into her from behind as a tall lanky guy got his cock sucked. Was I upset? Yes. Was I surprised? Not really. I walked up to the foot of the bed and took only one picture with my cell phone. Not a very good one, just good enough to document what I was watching right now. "She really knows how to suck cock doesn't she," I spoke out loud. "She sure does, and her ass is to die for," he replied. "You want some?" he asked. "Nope, had my fill and I'm over her but don't let me stop you." At that point both Bill and Shannon looked back to see who he was talking to. Shannon tried to stand up, knocking Bill over the end of the bed, as the lanky guy tried to keep Shannon's mouth around his cock. She screamed at me but not before I had shut the door to the bedroom on my way out. I was in my car and out of the driveway before Shannon could throw on a robe and chase me out the door. She knew she'd screwed up big time. I called my secretary Shelly and told her I was taking the afternoon off but would see her in the morning. Did I go out and hang one on? Nope. I did however drive to the bank and open up a new account with fifty percent of the money from our savings and checking accounts, the rest was safely tied up and neither one of us could touch it. Believe it or not I felt relived heading for home. I figured out the night of the BBQ that something was up. The way Shannon had been pushing drinks I should have known she was up to something. She had always watched my alcohol intake because she hated driving at night but not that night. And with one of her friends giving me a blow job the next morning that all but sealed it. The little comments about me checking out the other wives and that no one else was going to get anything without her permission, all came rushing back into my brain. I'd hoped I was wrong but with her newfound sexual energy and all the different things she was introducing me to, she had to be learning them somewhere. Oh well, at least it was all out in the open and now over for me. Shannon was waiting for me when I walked into our house. "It's not what you think," she said before I got a word out of my mouth. "Yes it is, and I don't even care anymore," I told her getting a beer out of the refrigerator. I hate you for killing our marriage and I should have divorced you five years ago before we went to counseling. Right now I don't want to know how long, with who or even why; it's all over," I told her twisting the bottle in my hand. "Tim I still love you and don't want a divorce," she sobbed. "It's no longer about what you want that counts anymore. I think I'll order pizza for dinner tonight so we can tell Kim that because her mother couldn't keep her cunt in her pants, we're getting a divorce." At that, Shannon lost it and ran to the bedroom. My things to do list got longer and longer as I thought about all the items I needed to do now. The biggest thing was who would be taking care of Kim. I wanted that job because I didn't really want Shannon to be Kim's role model and that way I could keep the house. Tons of decisions to make and for the first time I realized I was numb and acting like a deer caught in the headlights. Shannon was still upstairs when Kim came home. "Hey honey how was your day?" I asked. "We're having pizza tonight and I need to talk to you about something when you have a minute or two," I said in my best fatherly voice. "This doesn't sound good," Kim said throwing her books on one of the chairs. "I don't think I've done anything bad this week, so it has to be either you or mom and since she's not here it must be her." "Smart kid," I said to myself. "Your mom and I are splitting up and I'm going to need you to think about who you want to live with in this house. I know it's not going to be easy for you, but you just need to know that we both love you very much," I said getting up and kissing her on the cheek. "Boy, she must have fucked up really bad this time." "Watch your language young lady, that's your mother you're talking about," I said lambasting her. "Dad this is a no brainer. I want to live with you, because mom's going to be a basket case and I don't want to have to raise both her and myself," she said giving me a hug. "Have you kicked her ass out yet?" "No ones being kicked out and I guess no ones leaving at least for now." "Dad are you alright? If it was me and my husband did, what mom probably has, I'd be going nuts trashing the place or finding a hit man to off his cheating ass," Kim told me. "I guess it hasn't all sunk in yet that my life as I've know it for the past sixteen years is over." As I said those words I sunk down into my chair, put my head down on the counter and cried. "God damn I hate her," she said as she stroked the top of my hair. I guess I wasn't as strong as I thought I was. Dinner was quiet with Kim and I. Shannon never came down and I never went upstairs to checked on her. At 10:00 I cleaned up the kitchen and went up stairs. I could hear Kim in her room and it was dead quiet in our bedroom. Shannon was sitting on the end of the bed with the lights out staring into space. I went into the bathroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth. She was still there when I came out, as I got undressed for bed as she now watched me. She started to climb into the bed when I told her to at least go take a shower and get the stink of her lovers off her before coming to bed. She started crying again and ran out the door. What time I finally feel asleep I hadn't a clue, I just remember hearing the alarm go off. I shit, showered and shaved before heading down stairs. It was quiet and Shannon was nowhere around. I made coffee and asked Kim if she needed anything before I left. "Where's mom?" "Haven't a clue. She left the bedroom last night and never came back," I said finishing my coffee. "Let's wait on dinner tonight to see what plays out," I told her kissing the top of her head. Thank God for being busy at work today or as they say TGIF. I sat at my desk looking at my clock that said 5:30. "Got big weekend plans?" my boss said walking out. "No, just going to hang out I think." "Well, say hi to your lovely wife and I'll see you Monday," he said as he walked out leaving me alone with my thoughts again. I didn't even turn on the radio on the way home. I just wanted silence. I think I sat in the car an extra five minutes after pulling in the garage. I just didn't want to face it again tonight. The last thing I expected was laughter coming from my kitchen, but laughter it was. There sat Kim drinking a soda as my wife and her were talking and laughing out loud. I could see the empty wine bottle on the counter and knew she was totally blitzed. "Hi honey your home," she slurred. "Kim and I were just reminiscing about a few things when she was growing up," she said taking a big gulp from her glass. "I never knew you dressed me up like a troll for Halloween when I was two?" Kim said holding one of many pictures lying on the table. "And you, that vampire costume was really lame," she said laughing out loud holding up another picture. It looks like they were reminiscing about all the good times we'd had over the years going through our old photo albums. "Yeah those were good times," I said taking off my coat and grabbing a beer glancing at all the photos lying on the table. "Mom's drunk and I think high also," Kim said now looking a bit more serious. "I came home about an hour ago and found her like this, so I just joined in with her." Tim Shuts One Door "I need another glass of wine. Tim will you get me another glass honey," she asked giving me now her empty glass. We had an opened bottle in the refrigerator so I filled it to the brim and handed it back to her. "Thanks sweetheart," she said and then covered her mouth. "Oh I'm sorry, I guess I shouldn't be saying that after what I've done. I'm sorry Tim I'll never call you that again, just don't get mad at me for fifty-five minutes. Ok?" she said trying to focus on her watch and almost falling over. "Shannon, what did you take?" I asked. "Nothing, only that expensive bottle of wine we were saving for someday special," she said looking at me. "I figured that this was my last special day with my family and I might as well enjoy it, so I did. Sorry I didn't save you any Tim, it went down so smooth," she said now leaning up against the counter spilling some of her wine. "Kim go up stairs and see if you can find what she took," I told her grabbing Shannon and putting her in a chair and taking her glass away. "I know you'll never be able to forgive me for what I did, but you have to remember I did this for you," she said while she tried to focus on me. "Dad, there were four empty bottle of stuff on the floor in the bathroom floor," she said holding them in her hand. "Shit," I said pulling out my cell phone hitting 911. "My wife has taken a lot of pills and I think she's trying to kill herself," I shouted into the phone. I need an ambulance at 222 South 4th Street immediately." "Do you know what she took and how much?" the operator asked. "I don't have a clue how much," I said as I read off the labels of the four bottles Kim had found. "Please hurry!" Shannon's head was now resting on the table and she was almost comatose. "Get your ass up Shannon, you're not going to die on me in our kitchen before I have a chance to divorce your ass," I said standing her up and forcing her to walk around. "Kim get me some ice water," I yelled to her. A cold glass of ice water in the face and down her back got a little reaction out of her. All she said was that she wanted to lie down and sleep. "No way Shannon," I said dragging her around the kitchen and now living room. "Kim turn on the outside light and watch for them," I barked at her. Less than forty five seconds later I heard the siren and Kim let two uniformed men into the house. I gave them the empty bottles showing them what she took. "She also drank a full bottle of wine," I added. "Sir please step back we know what she took and what we have to do," as they went to work. "Can you tell me approximately how long ago she took the pills?" "At least an hour and a half ago," I replied. Within five minutes she was on the gurney, in the ambulance and on the way to the hospital as Kim and I followed in my car. Kim cried and I drove like a mad man before pulling into the parking lot. Then the wait started. ********************** The only thing we were told was that she that she'd had her stomach pumped as soon as they arrived. That was all. Hour after hour we sat, paced up and down the waiting room and hit the rest room after a ton of coffee. Seven friggin hours we waited. I filled out all the insurance papers, signed a ton of release forms and was told the police had been notified because it had been a suicide attempt. "It was an attempt? Right?" I asked the nurse. "Yes Mr. Thomas it was only an attempt and yes she will recover. We're just now ascertaining how much damage physically and mentally was done." "Can I see her?" "Not yet. Why don't you take your daughter home, get some sleep. You can't do anything here. We'll call you if her condition changes," she told me. "What condition? No one has told me anything." "Shannon is stable, that's all I can tell you at this time. Go home, get some sleep and come back tomorrow. There's no use your getting sick over something you can't do anything about right now," she told me. She was right. Kim looked drained and I knew I was. It was a quiet ride home. "I should have called you as soon as I got home," Kim sobbed. "She was drunk and gity just looking at all our old pictures. I should have known something was wrong, I should have called." "Kim you couldn't have known, and your mother had already taken the pills. It wasn't your fault," I told her squeezing her hand. "What if she dies?" "She's not going to die. You heard the nurse, your mom's stable. We'll get some sleep and go back tomorrow morning," I told her. Sleep hell. It was 8:00 in the morning before we got home. Our next-door neighbors were over as soon as I pulled in the driveway. "How's Shannon?" Hank and Pam asked. "She's stable," is all I said. "I thought we were going to have to call the police earlier in the day when your wife got into it with another couple on the driveway. I'd never seen Shannon so upset at anyone like that before. They were just screaming at each other. I was about to come over when the couple got in their car and left. Your wife just stood there for a couple of minutes before she went back inside." I thank them and told them I'd keep them updated about Shannon's condition. "I can only guess who that was," I thought to myself as I went inside. I looked at the pictures and everything else in the kitchen. "Honey you hungry?" I asked Kim. "No dad, I'm just going to take a shower and get some sleep. What time are we going back?" "When we get up and after we've had something to eat," I replied. "It'll be alright," I told her. But I knew it probably wouldn't be. I didn't even change or undress, I just lay on the bed and fell asleep. What woke me up was noise in the kitchen. Kim had made eggs, toast and was just sitting down as I came down the stairs. "You want some eggs?" "No hon, just coffee for now." We ate in silence. "What did mom do?" Kim asked not looking at me. "Hon it's not the time or place to discuss this," I said. "It must have been something pretty bad to make her want to kill herself." "It was bad, but not that bad," I replied. "Our main job now is to make sure she gets better. I don't know how she's going to feel or act when we see her today. We just need to be there for her right now." "I still love her dad no matter what she's done," Kim said starting to sob and grabbing for me. "I do too, but I don't know if that's enough," I said as I held her trying to make it all better. '******************** "Shannon is coherent but still a little groggy. She will be fine physically in a day or two but mentally we're not too sure. She was pretty upset that she didn't succeed and doesn't want to see either of you right now. I can tell her you're here and see what she says but that's all I can do for now," the nurse told us. "What if we can get her certified that she's incapable of making good decisions for herself? I'm just afraid she's going to try it again and succeed this time," I told her. "The doctor will be talking to you after he's done examining Shannon but in the mean time there are two police officers waiting on you," she said pointing to them. "They need a statement from you on what happened. There are no charges pending, it's something that's always done in cases like these." I told them everything I knew. We were having some personal problems and that we came home to find her in this condition. I kept it short and simple. They wanted to know if anyone else was involved and I told them no. The doctor's prognosis wasn't as rosy. "Physically, she will be well enough to be discharge by Wednesday. We pumped her stomach and flushed her system but we're just keeping her for observation right now. You do know she's going to try it again don't you?" "The nurse told us that she was upset that she didn't succeed." "Let me be blunt Mr. Thomas. She ripped the shunts out of her arms and tried to stab herself with them. She's now secured to the bed and is on a suicide watch. She refuses to eat so we're feeding her through a tube right now. I've scheduled her with our resident psychologist for this afternoon to see where her mind is at this point. I'm sorry I can't give you any more information at this time." "Can we see her?" "Not right now, maybe tomorrow. We'll just have to see how it goes this afternoon. I'll schedule you for an appointment with the psychologist for mid-day tomorrow then we can proceed from there," he told me. "Mom's nuts?" Kim asked. "No not really. It's just she can't come to grips with what she did and was looking for a way out. Not a good way, but a way out." "Dad, are you still going to divorce her?" "Hon, I don't know what I'm going to do. We just need to stay focused on getting mom well and we'll worry about the rest of it later." So the long process started. ***************** After our meeting the next day, I had Shannon certified incapable of making her own decisions and I was now her primary caregiver. I had her transferred to a facility that the psychologist had suggested so she could get the help she needed. We were not allowed any contact with her until he deemed it was safe. However, Shannon only wanted to see Kim, not me. Kim met with her about six times over the next eight weeks. The only thing she did was cry in their first meeting as she hugged Kim and didn't want to let her go. It got better and better with each subsequent visit and she finally started to come around. We were, however, told not to bring up anything but to let Shannon take charge on the direction of her meetings. "Dad asks about you," Kim told her mother. "He wants to come and see you. Will you at least talk to him?" she asked. "No. No point. He hates me almost as much as I hate myself. Tell him I died that day and let it go at that," she said getting agitated. "He loves you mom!" "No he doesn't. There's no way he could love the tramp I became. I don't know how or why it all happened, but it did. Tell him to just divorce me and get on with his life, he deserves better." And that's how their last meeting ended. "I want to see her," I demanded. "I want to see my wife." "I don't think that would be a good idea right now. We're making progress and seeing you might undo everything we've accomplished," everyone told me. "Did I give a rats ass? Not really. I wanted to see her. I take that back. I needed to see her. I needed to talk to her. I needed to touch her. I needed to see that she was still real so my head could get around what had been going on all these months." Against their better judgment they allowed it. "Just so we're all on the same page and there are no misunderstandings. If she becomes hostile or agitated we're going to stop it right then and there. Is that clear?" I nodded yes. "Good then tomorrow morning at 9:00 we'll see what happens." I slept for shit that night. How would she react? Would she cry, scream or just sit there. I didn't have a clue. How would I react to her? I hadn't fully digested what happened before all this went down and I was an unknown commodity myself. A few of her supposed friends called once in a while but my conversations with them were short and not too sweet. "Haven't you done enough to us? Please never call again." After a while they stopped. Shannon was already in the room looking out the window when I walked in. "Kim is looks so nice out there, is it as warm out as it looks?" "The weathers starting to turn and it's starting to get a little cool in the mornings," I told her. "You always liked it cooler than I did," she replied still looking out the window not facing me. "I told Kim I didn't want to see you. That you should move on and find someone else." "She told me that," I replied. "Then why are you here?" "Haven't a clue I said sitting down at the table in the room and putting my feet up on it. You want to talk?" I asked. "Not really. Actions speak louder than words and you already saw me in action," she said still looking out the window but Shannon was also watching my reflection in the glass waiting for my reaction. "Guess I did. You want to talk about it?" "What's the point? I got in with the wrong group and was talked into doing things I hadn't ever even fantasized about. At first I thought I was doing it for you. I thought I was doing it to improve our sex life, then I found out I was doing it for myself. Do I regret it? Hell Yes! Could have I stopped on my own? Probably not. I was dragged in hook, line and sinker. I'm one sick puppy. So now you know as much as I'm going to tell you. Just leave me alone. You can't make me feel any worse than I already do. I'll sign any papers you want me to and I'll go quietly away and never bother you again." "Well thanks for seeing me. I don't want to upset you more than I already have," I told her as I walked behind her and kissed her on the neck. In her reflection in the window I saw her eyes close, a tear trickle down her face and her lip quiver. But she said nothing. As I walked across the room I heard her whisper. "Tim, I'll always love you." It was so soft I could barely hear it above my footsteps. I heard something I wasn't supposed to hear. I stopped for a second and without turning around I replied. "And I you." It was Kim's idea to sell the house. It was almost paid off but it was bigger than we now needed. We donated most of the furniture to Goodwill because it reminded us of days gone by. Kim said we should get a condo but I didn't want neighbors that close. We agreed on an English tutor style home that had two bedrooms downstairs and a huge master suite upstairs. Still more home than we needed, but the price was right. The divorce went through and true to her word; Shannon signed the papers. We split everything up fifty fifty even though she thought I deserved more. It's been about nine months and I'm dating again. It took me a while but Kim was the one who insisted. Currently I'm dating a cute blonde that isn't a hard body but in great shape over all. She's the perfect height for kissing at 5'7" and has the most luscious lips I've seen in a long time. After two dates I tried to get her into the sack but she turned me down flat. "What kind of girl do you think I am?" she replied. "Until I get some type of commitment from you, this is as far as we go." Damn, I was hoping anyway. You see, I'd had sex with a few women in the last couple of months and really wanted to bed this one. She was playing hard to get but I wasn't giving up, just yet anyway. I took her to dinner at one of the nicest restaurants in town. I wined and dined her and even took her to romantic lounge where we spent the night holding each other as we kissed and barely moved our feet as we shuffled around the dance floor. I took her back to my place and asked if she'd like a glass of wine by the fire. When she said yes I led her upstairs to my bedroom that conveniently had a gas fireplace. All right, I set her up but she was so hot and I'd never done it with a blonde bombshell. It took me the better part of an hour to undress her and get her into bed. "I assume you have protection?" she asked. "Because I'm not on the pill or anything." I nodded yes as I pulled her to me. We kissed and traded spit until I moved to her pussy and full bush. I munched through the hair and did everything I could to get her off. She screamed as she let loose holding my head against her bush. I was hoping to get a little oral action from her, but I guess that wasn't on the table as she rolled the condom over my dick. "Let's see if you know what to do with this thing," she kind of mocked me as she laid back on my bed. "I'll show her," I said to myself as we screwed for the next twenty minutes. I found wearing a condom I could last a lot longer but missed the bare back sex of old. I didn't slam her into the headboard or anything like that but made love to her the best I could. Like I said, I lasted twenty minutes and filled my rubber. I then headed to the bathroom to dispose of it and to get us a warm towel. After cleaning up I reached for her. "Spend the night with me and I'll even throw in breakfast," I said smiling. "What kind of girl do you think I am? And how do I know I can trust you?" "Look, my daughters sleeping down stairs. Do you really think I'd do something stupid with her here?" It looked like I'd convinced her but she came back with a condition of her own. "If I do this, we're exclusive right?" she said looking at me. "Look Tim, I don't need a ring tonight, but we need to agree that neither one of us does anything with anyone else from this night forward. Agreed?" "Agreed," I told her. Now bring that hot body over here and keep me warm tonight. And she did. I was fixing waffles when Kim came into the kitchen and sat down. I waited for a reaction from her as she sat down at the table looking at the two of us. "So? "What do you want me to say? It's about time you two finally did it. I thought for a while I'd have to spike your drinks and drag you upstairs myself," she said consuming everything on her plate as she grabbed the ones off our plates. "Hey, what are you doing?" my bed partner shouted. "I'm still hungry and mom you know you could stand to lose a few pounds," she said patting Shannon's belly. "But I do like the new color of your hair. It makes you look a lot younger. Dad how does it feel robbing the cradle?" Kim said with a laugh. "You really like the blonde color?" she asked me. "Love it, never been with a blonde until last night," I said with a smile on my face. "Maybe I should get back to the gym and lose a few pounds?" "Tell me what you need for exercise equipment and I'll buy it for you," I replied. "Well since we're exclusive now, maybe I'll leave a few things here so I don't have to go home every night," she smiled at me. "You know, you could move in." "Not until there's a ring on this finger," she said showing me her left hand. Well it happened, again. We're pretty damn happy but not as wild and crazy as we were a couple of years ago. Every once in a while I get a burr under my saddle and tell her we need to have sex more often. She just stares me down. "What do you want, quantity or quality? You can't have both. Made up your mind." "I choose you. All the rest is Mickey Mouse bullshit."