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Vacation From Hell Ch. 01

By: freefred



Damn, I think, what in the world am I going to do now? Can I accept what happened last night and go on or is my marriage to the woman of my dreams over? What I had thought would be a wonderful vacation had now turned into a vacation from hell.

My wife Pam and I had rented this cabin on the lake for a week, from Saturday noon until Saturday noon, and it was now only Monday noon.

In a couple of hours our friends Bill and Carol would be arriving. They had rented the cabin next to ours. Bill was a salesman and had to meet with a customer this morning and would not be arriving until around 6 this evening.

I knew that I had better get busy cleaning up the cabin they were staying in, even though I felt like shit. My stomach was sore from throwing up last night and when I let my mind dwell on what had happened I got the dry heaves and would have thrown up again if I had anything left in my stomach. All I have done for the last two hours was cry. 

Perhaps for the reader's benefit I should start at the beginning of how this state of affairs happened and give you a description of us. Pam and I (my name is Frank) are both in our early 30's and have been married now for 8 years. We met when I was a senior in college and Pam was a junior. We dated for a year and a half, until she graduated and that summer we were married. After I graduated I went to work for a software company and two years later I started my own company. It's been hard work and a lot of long hours but this last year the company has really took off and is doing great. Pam also took a job after we were married and her paycheck was probably all the kept us going during the lean years. She is a legal secretary for a big Law firm back home. Since we couldn't afford a child for the last few years she was on the pill, Pam looks like an oversized Marilyn Monroe, Beautiful long blond hair, 5'10" with 38DD breast. and weighs about 140. Simply put, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever known. I'm about 6'2" and work out about twice a week. I weigh in at 220. My cock is 7 inches long and about 2 inches in diameter so I've never had any complaints from my wife. As far as I know we were both virgins when we married and have always been faithful to each other. Our sex life up to this point had always been great, although Pam was pretty straight-laced and usually only wanted to make love in the missionary position. While I love to eat her out and taste her, she seldom returned the favor and had never let me cum in her mouth. She was also very touchy about her ass, if during the passion of making love I ventured a finger toward her anus she would grab my arm and pull it away. 

We got here Saturday afternoon after stopping in town for groceries and a case of beer. The weather was beautiful so after unloading the car and getting the cottage arranged we decided to do a little fishing in the time we had left before dark. The Bass were hitting and we caught three good sized ones before we had to come in. I immediately filleted them and Pam made us a nice supper. While Pam was cleaning up I grabbed a beer and went to sit on the porch. That's when I saw this guy pull up at the cottage next door where Bill and Carol would be staying. He carried some stuff into the cottage and in a little while he came back out with a beer in his hand. Wondering what was going on I decided to check it out and walked over to him. I introduced myself and he said his name was Joe. Joe was maybe 2" taller than me and probably about 50 lbs. heavier. He has the build of a football player. He was with a group of other guys that had a big cottage on a lake about ten miles away but the cottage he was to stay in wasn't ready yet so after hunting for someplace to stay until Monday he found this one. He knew that they would have the cottage ready for him by Monday noon and that another couple would be arriving Monday for this cottage. At about this time Pam came out and joined us. I introduced them and I kind of notice that Joe was mighty friendly with Pam and I thought he was undressing her with his eyes. After talking about fishing and the weather and who knows what else for awhile we went back to our cottage.

When we got back in our cottage I got us both another beer. We sat and made small talk for a while and Pam brought up Joe two or three times, wondering where he lived and what he did. I wasn't interested in Joe and after awhile when my beer was gone I suggested we go to bed. I stripped out of my cloths and got under the covers naked (the way I usually sleep) while Pam went into the bathroom. When she came out she had on her baby doll nightie, I knew then that I would be having fun tonight. I pulled her to the bed and buried my tongue in her mouth, one hand rubbing her tits and the other going under her panties and rubbing her pussy lips. Pam wasted no time in reaching for my cock. I started pulling her baby dolls off and licking my way down to her breasts, taking a nipple in my mouth and stretching it out with my lips. After giving both nipples a good tongue-lashing I headed south. What I found there surprised me, she was soaking wet, I ate it up and stuck my tongue in as far as I could, then going back up to her clit. Pam was moaning and lifting her hips off the bed, thrusting into my face. I moved around to the 69 position to get my cock by her face. She licked it a few times and kissed it but avoided letting me put it in her mouth instead urging me to put it in her.

While licking her clit and pussy lips I shoved 2 finger in her and tried to reach her G spot. I must have found it for she started screaming and cumming. Her nectar was sweet as honey. As she settled down I quickly reversed ends and drove my cock in her. She was so wet it went all the way in with just one stroke and I know I hit bottom. This sent her over the edge again and as her cunt gripped my cock so tight it took me along with her. It felt like I would not stop cumming, throb after throb I kept going, sliding in and out, keeping her thrusting with me until we both had cum again.

As we slowly rolled apart I pulled her to me, telling her how much I loved her and kissed her, She held me too and told me she loved me too. She laughed and said she had cum at least three times and didn't think she had ever cum that much before.

As I held her to me I said we had better get to sleep cause I wanted to be out on the lake fishing at first light. Cuddled together we soon fell asleep.

(To be continued)

Vacation From Hell Ch. 02



When I woke up Sunday morning it was still dark. Looking at the clock it said 4:30, just perfect. I was still spooning with Pam and had my arm across her waist. Sliding my hand up to her tits I gently massaged them, enjoying the feeling, but I also had another feeling telling me I had better hit the bathroom pretty soon. After taking a leak I came back to the bed and gently shook Pam waking her up and told her that we had some serious fishing to do and to go in the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee while I took a quick shower. After the shower I put on a pair of jeans, a T-shirt and my flip-flops and headed to the kitchen. For some reason Pam had not turned on the light and as I started to do so she quickly said, "Don't. turn on the lights." Looking around in the darkened kitchen I saw her looking out the window. She had put on a robe but it was hanging open and her hand looked like it was buried between her legs.

Walking up behind her I put my arms around her inside her robe, caressing her breast. Leaning over her I looked out the window over her shoulder. The other cottage was only about 20 feet away and our kitchen window looked right into the bedroom of the cottage next door. There in all his glory stood Joe. Naked with a towel on his head drying his hair, but that was not what had attracted Pam. Between his legs hung a monster of a cock. It hung half way to his knees and it was still flaccid. No wonder Pam was so busy rubbing her clit, she was really turned on by the sight. As I squeezed her nipples Pam began to moan and shudder as she started cumming, After settling down again we both returned our gaze to Joe's bedroom window. At that time Joe turned and walked out of sight so I kissed Pam and patted her on the ass and told her I would make the coffee and for her to go take a shower,

After waiting for the coffee to perk and then pouring a cup for each of us and the rest of it in a thermos to take with us out on the lake Pam was still taking a shower. Walking into the bathroom Pam was just getting out of the shower, the sight of her naked body took my breath away she was so beautiful. She looked flushed and a little embarrassed. I asked her to get dressed and to meet me out at the dock.

When Pam finally got in the boat I pushed us off and started the outboard motor. Heading across the lake I relaxed and enjoyed the ride. This was always my favorite time of day, not hot yet like it would be after the sun was up, there was no wind and the lake looked like a big mirror with the sun just starting to peek over the top of the trees lining the shore. This was the time for Bass fishing. If you didn't caught anything in the next two hours you could call it a day.

When we got near the shore I cut off the motor and let the boat drift as I got Pam's rod ready for her. Shifting to the middle seat I put the oars in the water to put us about 50 feet from the bank and picked up my own spinning rod and started casting. On my second cast I had a hit and landed a 16'" bass. Pam also got a hit on about her 5th cast. 

Two hours later we were back at the dock. Pam hadn't done so well, she had only caught that 1 and I had caught 3. They were all good-sized keepers and would make a delicious meal. Pam had seemed like she couldn't keep her mind on the fishing. Most of her cast were off target and she had got hung up on the lillypads at least 3 time and one time she even hooked her line on a tree branch on the shore. As I tied up the boat I asked Pam to go get me a beer while I cleaned the fish. When I got back to the cottage I saw Pam had changed into her bathing suit. I started hugging and kissing her and running my hands over her hot ass. She pushed me away and told me to go in the kitchen and fry up some of those fish, she was getting hungry. I didn't mind, as this was the way it always was on these fishing vacations. I did the fish frying. After a good meal and another cold beer I was content, I just wanted to take a short nap and then get back to the business at hand--fishing, but Pam had other ideas, she wanted to talk. But like last night the subject still seemed to be Joe. I had noticed her peeking out the window, keeping an eye out for him but we hadn't seen him yet. I kidded her about wanting to see that big cock again, She got a little huffy and said that she was going outside and get some sun and that I could go ahead and take a nap.

When I woke up from the nap I looked at the clock to see that it was already 3:00. I jumped up and went looking for Pam. I found her lying on a blanket in back of the cottage. As I approached her I saw that like me she had fallen asleep. She looked a little red from the sun so I woke her and suggested that she get out of the sun before she burned. Back in the cottage I asked her to get dressed and we would go back out and do some more fishing. She said she had had enough sun for the day and didn't want to go out on the lake in the heat of the day. She told me to go ahead if I wanted to and she would have dinner ready for me when I got back.

Out on the lake I again went to the other side because there were no resorts on that side and the Pine forest came right down to the waters edge. It was not as much fun out there without Pam but I went on fishing for close to 3 hours. I didn't have much luck; but then again this was not the best time of day for fishing. I did caught one by the time I headed back in to shore.

True to her word Pam had a nice dinner waiting for me when I got back. After eating and helping her clean the dishes we went out on the porch and relaxed. Pam surprised me when she asked me if I had any sexual fantasies. I told her yes, it was making love to her. No she said I mean making love to another woman or even a three-way with another man or woman with us. I answered her no, I only love you and your enough for me, and I don't need another woman. Why I asked, do you have some fantasy I don't know about? Well, she said, do you remember those x-rated movies you rent to spice up our love life? Yes I said, and I knew right then that I really didn't want to hear the rest of what she was going to say. Well, she said, remember how turned on I got when the man had an extra-large cock? My fantasy has always been to fuck someone like that. You know I loved only you Frank, and notice I said fuck, not make love. I don't want to hurt our marriage or anything, I want us to grow old together but I want to fulfill my fantasy too. I want your permission to fuck Joe tonight. Just this one night, he will be gone tomorrow and we'll never see him again.

I felt like someone had stabbed me in the heart and kicked me in the stomach at the same time. I just about doubled over. WHAT!!! I said, tears coming to my eyes, please, please don't do this Pam. You know I love you, I worship the ground you walk on. Please don't do this.

Frank, she said, if you REALLY loved me you would want me to have everything I wanted. You would want me to fulfill all my fantasies and this is my only one.. Please let me spend the night with Joe, just until the sun comes up in the morning. Then I'll come back here and we'll be the same as we've always been, I'll still love you and you'll still love me. Bill and Carol are coming tomorrow night and they won't know a thing about it, and we can go on with the rest of our vacation as if nothing happened. PLEASE!!! What about disease, I said, you don't know anything about him. He might even have AIDS for all we know. (She was on the pill as I said, so I didn't have to worry about her getting pregnant,) Well, she said, while you were taking a nap I went into town to the K-Mart and bought a dozen rubbers. WHAT, I said, You've already planned that far ahead before you even talked to me? Yes, she said, I had already made up my mind that I was going to do it because I knew that if you really loved me you would let me.

We argued for another half-hour but I couldn't change her mind. To her if I really and truly loved her I would let her do it. By this time it was getting dark and Pam had checked out Joe's cottage and had seen him walking around. She asked me to get in the car and leave. Saying I could park it somewhere nearby and walk back to the cottage and stay here tonight, but I was not to turn the lights on. That way she could tell Joe that I had business in town and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. 

By the time I got to the county road that goes by the resort I could hardly see where I was going because of the tears on my eyes. I turned toward town and drove about a mile then looked for a place to turn around. Coming back I pulled into the resort next to ours and found a place to park out of the way. It was about 70 yards through the wood that was behind our cottage to our back door. I went in and laid down on the bed, I didn't know if I had the strength to get up. Did I really want to go look in the window next door and see another man fucking Pam. Or did I want to just lay here and imagine it. I finally decided lying there and imagining it was worse than seeing it so I got up and went back out the back door and slowly approached the bedroom window. Then bed was in front and to the right of the window but the light was coming from the left, it must be on the dresser. I figured that I could stay to the left of the window and in the dark and still see all of the bed. Just as I got there Pam and Joe came into the room. Pam was naked and she looked so beautiful I felt myself getting hard. Joe still had his underwear on. Pam pushed Joe so he was setting on the edge of the bed and she got down on her knees. She reached up and pulling down his underwear. 

When she got them to his knees his cock flipped up, damn, it wasn't fully hard yet but it had to be at least 10 inches. Pam stared at it like she couldn't believe her eyes. God, I heard her say, it's beautiful. She had both hands on it, stroking it and tilting it all around, starring at it. What are you going to do with it? Joe asked. Pam didn't say anything, she just bent her head down and started kissing and licking it then trying to put it in her mouth. She could get only the head and maybe two inches in her mouth but she was kind of in a feeding frenzy, kissing, licking and swirling her tongue around it. I thought then that it looked like she was going to cum just by sucking on his cock. I then noticed that my cock seemed to shriveled up.. Joe let her go to it for a few minutes and then reached down and pulled her up, turning her around and laying her on the bed. He then got on his knees and dove between her legs. After his first lick he said, Damn your soaking wet down here. He then went back licking and sucking her cunt and in about two minutes he had her thrashing about on the bed yelling OOOHHH GGGGGODDD, I'm CUUUMMMIINNGG! You’re a hot little bitch, aren't you, Joe said. Pam giggled and then asked him to go get the rubbers she had brought with her, They are in the front room, she said. Joe argued that he didn't like to use rubbers but Pam pleaded with him to use them and finally Joe relented and went and got them. After he put one on, Pam said, now hurry up and put it in her, she was dying for that big cock. Joe got up and pushed her further up on to the bed and then got between her legs and rubbed the head of his cock against her cunt lips. She moaned and told him to go slow, she had never h

ad one that big before. Joe pulled her legs up to his shoulders and that gave me a birdseye view. He slowly pushed the head in and I could see her cunt lips spread to take him in. Slowly he sank into her, two inches, four inches, six inches. Pam was moaning and saying Oh God, Oh God, slow, wait a second till I adjust, OK now some more, OOOOhhhh God, aren't you all in yet? Couple more inches, Joe says. OK give me all of it Pam says. Joe sinks the rest of the way in till his balls bang into her ass. He had no sooner started stroking in and out before and Pam starts Moaning and jerking her hips around and yelling I'm cumming. Joe held still until Pam settles back down. He then pulls all the way out and I see him reach down and he pulls off the rubber and throws it on the floor, He then slides it back in and the starts giving her long, slow strokes. Pam must notice that the rubber is gone cause she yells NO, put the rubber back on. Joe ignores her and starts to speed up. By this time it is too late for her to stop him. She is going crazy under him again, moaning and groaning again, then screaming OOOOhhhh God, OOOOhhhh God, I'm cumming, IIIIII'm CCCCCCUUMMMMMIINNNNNGGG!!!!! This must put Joe over the edge too because he tightens up and starts Cumming with her. He must have com a lot for the cum starts leaking out all around his cock. Joe slowly pulls out as his cock starts going soft and he lies down beside her, pulling her to him in a big bear hug and kissing her and I notice that he had given her a hickey on her neck.

By this time I can hardly see because of the tears in my eyes. They lie side by side for about ten seconds before I see Pam reaching for his cock again. As she starts stroking it she asks, How long till he can go again? That depends on you, he said. If you want to go soon you'll have to give me a blowjob. Pam scoots down on the bed and starts to suck him again. You'll have to tell me how, she said, I've never really learned how. Joe moves down to sit on the edge of the bed and tells her to get on her knees on the floor between his legs. He then puts his hand on the sides of her head and slowly pushes his cock in her mouth. When he hits the back of her mouth he tells her to run her tongue all around it, especially the underside of the head. Then, pushing and pulling her head he starts to fuck her mouth. As he keeps going deeper he tells her to relax her throat and breathe through her nose. 

Pam is trying but when he goes in deep she starts to gag and can't get her breath. Joe tells her again to breathe through her nose and to try to swallow at the same time. Still holding her head he continues the fuck her mouth and as I watch she must be getting the hang of it because before long she is taking almost all of his 10 inches down her throat. After about two minutes of this he lets go of her head and Pam continues to go up and down on his cock. Before long Joe puts his hand behind her head and starts pushing in harder and his balls tighten up and he starts cumming. When he stops throbbing he pulls out of her mouth. She must have swallowed most of it for there is little cum showing around her mouth. Pam jumps up on the bed beside Joe, kissing him and asks, How did I do? Great Babe, he said, with a little practice you'll be able to deepthroat like a pro. Pam blushes and said that she didn't think that she would like it but she really enjoyed it and that the taste wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. In fact, she said, she really liked the taste of his cum. I thought then that she actually looked like she was rather proud of herself. 



Vacation From Hell Ch. 03



Thanks for all the suggestions and feedback. As this is my first venture into writing I need all the help I can get. One feedback writer wrote me that he would immediately leave her and file for divorce. He also said that he hated the idea that the husbands were always humiliated in these stories, all I can say is that if we didn't handle it that way, we wouldn't have much of a story would we. In the first two chapters of Vacation from Hell I told of the start of the first vacation we had had in five years. My wife Pam had been attracted to the neighbor in the next cottage, Joe. When she caught sight of his big cock she decided she had to fuck him no matter what I thought or did. She had even thought ahead and went and purchased a dozen rubbers for the expressed purpose of fucking him. After I had pretended to leave so she could tell him I was gone for the night she went over to his cottage. When I got back to our cottage I couldn't make up my mind if I wanted to watch them or not. Finally I decided it would be better to watch than to imagine it. Now I know I should have stayed home and imagined it.

Blurry-eyed I made my way back to our cottage. Lying down on the bed I couldn't get the image or her either sucking or bouncing on his cock out of my mind. I knew I should get some sleep but every time I closed my eyes that was all I could see. After tossing and turning for about 20 minutes I heard a car door slam. By the time I got to the front widow I saw Joe's car leaving. Going to the kitchen window I could still see Pam lying on the bed.

I immediately went over to Joe's cottage and went in to the bedroom. Pam was startled when I came in and looked at me, "What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I came to get you to come back with me," I said.

"No way," she said, "Joe just went to get a friend of his, George. Joe says he has an even bigger cock." 

"Please Pam," I said, "you don't know Joe or this friend George, they could end up raping you." 

"I can assure you, Frank," she said, "It won't be rape. Now get out of here before they get back and I'll see you in the morning as we agreed. I'm going to live out my fantasy whether you like it or not."

Reluctantly I left and went back to our cottage. I finally realized that although we had been married for eight years I really didn't know Pam at all. I guess now I was seeing a side of her that I didn't know existed. 

I hadn't been back more than 10 minutes until I heard a car pull up next door. Again going to the kitchen window I looked into the bedroom next door and saw two men enter. One was Joe but I couldn't make out the other one. I quickly went outside and back to the bedroom window. 

By the time I got to the window both men were striped. Joe had been telling the truth. This guy was bigger than Joe, he must have stood 6'6" tall and weighed at least 300 pounds. 

Immediately Pam was on her knees, grabbing both cocks and comparing them. This George must have been two inches longer than Joe and half again as big around. Pam then started trying to fit this big guys cock in her mouth. About all she could get in was the head. I heard her giggle and say, "You're right Joe, he is bigger but there is no way I can deep-throat this. It's all I can do to get the head in my mouth." 

I then I heard George say, "Damn Joe, you didn't tell me what a foxy lady you had here." "Don't worry about deep-throating me girl, just get up here on the bed, I want to get in that tight little pussy of yours."

Pam immediately climbs on the bed and spreads her legs. But George lays down on his back and tells her "Get on me, girl. This way we can work it in and you can control how deep and how fast it goes.' Pam straddles his hips and reaches down for his cock. She brings it to her pussy lips and slowly starts to sink down on him. Pam wiggles around trying to get it in and then says, " It's too big, I don't think it will go in. I can't even get the head in." 

"Hold still," George says, "we'll get it in." He then puts his hands on top of her ass and pushes her down while thrusting up into her. The head suddenly pops in and Pam starts to moan, "It's too big, I can't take it."

"Sure you can Girl" George says. He then starts pushing up with his cock and pushing down with his hand on her back. Slowly his cock starts to slide into her. When he gets about half way in he stops for a few seconds and then lifts her up till only the head is still in her, He then starts pushing up into her again, this time she takes a little more of him. He repeats this over and over, each time getting more cock into her. After 5 or 6 times he's balls deep in her. She took him all. Slowly he then starts to fuck her with long slow strokes. Pam is panting and moaning like crazy. She seems to be having a mini orgasm over and over again. Suddenly his hands slap her ass with a loud splat. Pam jumps and starts humping him harder. He continues to slap her ass and Pam is having major orgasm one after another. 

At about this time Joe comes up behind her and slides his hands over her beautiful ass which is sticking up in the air as she raises and lowers herself as fast as she can on George's cock. He then starts to kiss and, it looks like, bite her ass, After a few minutes of this he starts to lick up and down the crack of her ass. Her hands try to reach back to push him away but George holds her tight. 

"Don't do that," says Pam, "I don't like for anyone to touch me there." 

"You just don't know it yet Pam, but you're going to love this," Joe says he continues to lick her asshole. Soon he is sticking his tongue into her ass and Pam starts moaning and groaning again and begins humping for all she's worth on George's cock. 

Joe gets up and goes over to the dresser and comes back with a jar of Vaseline. Getting a gob of it on his middle finger her starts pushing it into Pam's asshole. Pam is crying "Nooooo not there!!!!" as she struggles to avoid him without success. Soon Joe has his finger all the way in. He then rolls it around in her ass and then pulls it out. Getting more Vaseline on his fingers he starts pushing two fingers into Pam, slowly pushing in and pulling out. Joe then pulls Pam's asshole left and right, stretching it, as he continues an in and out motion with his hand. He then pulls out and gets more Vaseline, which he liberally applies to his cock. Looking back at her ass I can see a hickey and teeth marks beginning to show. 

"Hold her still, George," says Joe as he positions himself over Pam's ass. He then puts his cock at the entrance of her puckered hole and slowly pushes in. 

Pam starts screaming and yelling, "No, No, not there, I can't take you there. You're too big, it won't go in, you'll split me. NNNNoooooo." 

Joe ignores her and continues to push the head into her ass. After a couple of seconds and some more pressure the head of his cock pops in past her spincher muscle. He holds still a few seconds and then again applies more pressure. Slowly he sinks in a couple more inches. Pam continues to struggle but she can't move much, as George and Joe have her sandwiched between them. Joe again holds still and lets her body adjust and then starts to slowly slide in and out, gaining a fraction of an inch each time. Joe repeats this maneuver several times until his cock is completely buried in her cunt. By this time Pam is no longer struggling but again begins moaning and pushing back a little. 

Now that Joe was all the way in he starts stroking his cock in and out, gaining speed until he's really slamming it in and out.

"God, you got a tight ass, Pam, and it feels so good too." said Joe

George, who had been holding still till now with his cock buried in her cunt, again starts to pump in and out of her. They quickly get a rhythm going between them and Pam again starts moaning and then screaming, "Oh God, I'm CCCCccuuummmiiinnnnggggg. Oh God, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck my ass. Oh God, Oh God, fuck me."

Pam's orgasm must have been too much for Joe as I see him tighten up and start cumming in her ass. As he pulls out I can see his cum leaking out of her gapping asshole. George meanwhile is still fucking her for all he's worth, pounding his cock into her as hard as he can. Before long, he too starts tightening up and begins shooting his cum deep in her womb. This sets Pam off again and she begins jerking her hips up and down as fast as she can as she cries out, "Oh GGGOOOODDDDD," Over and over again.

As they all three roll apart, Joe says, "My God, that must have been the fourth time I've cum tonight. I'm bushed, I've never cum that many times in one night." He then gets off the bed and goes into the bathroom. He comes out with a wet wash cloth and starts to wipe off his cock. When he's done he gives it to Pam and she gingerly wipes her cunt and then her asshole, it is still leaking cum and still gapping open some. 

"God," says Pam, "I'm getting a real education in sex. Things I never knew or even imagined. That was so great, I felt sssssooooooo full, like I was stuffed with cock." "Well, you were, weren't you," Joe says. Pam laughs, "Yeah, I guess I was, wasn't I.

George had rolled over on his stomach and looked like he was going to sleep. Pam moves over against him and reaches between his legs grabbing a hold of his cock,

"Joe is all played out, George, so it looks like you going to have to take care of me again, cause I want so more hard cock." Said Pam.

George pulls his knees up so he's laying on his knees and chest, giving her better access to his cock and tells her, "It's going to be a while before I can go again unless you can get me hard again." 

Pam needs no more encouragement and starts milking his cock, while she starts kissing and licking his ass. "I think I can do that," she says. While milking his cock as hard as she can she then rolls her tongue up and starts pushing it into his asshole.

When she does this my stomach does a flip-flop. I think everything I have eaten in the last week starts boiling out of my mouth. I drop down on my hand and knees and puke till there is nothing left. But my stomach is still rolling, I have the dry-heaves that won't quit. Slowly I get to my feet and stagger back to our cottage. 

Once there I try to rinse the taste of vomit out of my mouth. Nothing helps. I'm afraid to drink even a glass of water, for I know it will come right back up. I go into the bedroom and lie down on the bed thinking that I must get the image of Pam and George out of my mind, but I can't. I lay there for what seems like forever trying to forget. Thankfully, sometime later I do go to sleep. It was a fitful sleep, waking up two or three times during the night. At least I didn't dream, or if I did, thankfully, I didn't remember it.

(To be continued)

Again, thanks for the feedback and suggestions. I'm sorry I can't use all the suggestions but keep them coming. Some of them might be good for future stories. Also, please remember to vote.



Vacation From Hell Ch. 04



It would be best to read Vacation from Hell, Chapters 1 and 2 and Vacation to Hell, Chapter 3, before reading this. Thanks to all who have sent feedback, Your comments and suggestions are appreciated. Thank you.

I awoke Monday morning with a bad taste in my mouth, remembering what had taken place last night. Still seeing that tongue that I loved to suck and tongue wrestle with, going up in George's ass. The first thing I noticed was the angle of the light coming through the window, the sun was well up in the sky. Looking at the clock I saw it was already 10:30. Pam said she would be back first thing this morning but I saw no sign of her yet.

As I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water to try to get the taste out of my mouth I heard a car door slam. Going to the window I saw a car leaving next door and four men getting into another one. One of the men was George.

After they left I went to the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of tomato juice and returned to the window. I knew I was hungry but was afraid I would throw up any solid food so I just sat in a chair by the window and sipped the tomato juice.

Five minutes later Joe and Pam came out and went to his car. Joe was all dressed had his suitcase and threw it in the back seat. Pam was just wearing her bathrobe, which was hanging open, and she seemed to be hanging on Joe arm like she couldn't walk very well. Anybody that saw her could have seen that she didn't have anything on under the robe. As Joe got on the car he leaned over and said something to Pam. He sat down on the seat with both feet still outside the car and Pam dropped down on her knees. She then reached up and unzipped his pants, reaching her hand in and digging out his long cock. She immediately took it in her mouth and started bobbing up and down on it. By the looks of it she was now very adept at deepthroating it and had no qualms about doing it, even as now in public.

Joe must have been pretty well drained because it took her at least 10 minutes before he came in her mouth. Pam didn't pull back but continued sucking to get every drop. Joe finally pulled her up and gave her a kiss and slipped a card in her hand. Pam stepped back and looked at the card and said something to him. Joe closed the car door and started the car and then drove away. Pam, still looking at the card, slipped it into he pocket. She stood there for quite awhile just looking at where Joe had just disappeared down the road. Finally she turned and started walking toward our cottage. She was walking like she had a corncob up her ass.

By now my emotions were going haywire. I was brokenhearted because I truly loved her. I was humiliated that she would do this to me, especially having just given Joe a blowjob out in the open for the whole world to see. I guess she had just said she only loved me and wanted to spend the rest of her life with me. And now I was getting very angry. She had said she would just fuck Joe, then she added George. Now it looked like she had had a gangbang with at least 5 guys and maybe more.

When she came in the door she saw me and rushed over to me, throwing her arms around me. She intended to give me a big kiss on the lips but at the last second I turned my head away and she kissed my cheek instead.

"Oh God, I love you Frank" she said. "Thank you for the most fantastic night of my life."

"Don't thank me, Pam," I said, "I didn't have anything to do with it. If you remember right, I asked you not to do it. In fact, I begged you not to go. And look at you now. You look like a fucked out whore. Cum all over you, running down your legs, matted in your hair, plastered to your whole body. I saw you give Joe a farewell blowjob outside by the car, how many other people do you suppose saw you too."

"Oh please Frank," she said, "Don't be that way. It's over now and we can go back to the way we were. I've lived out my fantasy and that's all I wanted."

"Well," I said, "You're right about one thing, it's over now. Our marriage may be over too, but even if its not it will never be the same again."

Pam looked at me with the beginning of a shocked expression on her face.

"I loved you, Pam," I continued, "and I begged you not to be unfaithful. What did you do? You told me you didn't care what I thought and you were going to do it no matter what I said. Where was your love for me Pam? It looks to me like there was no love for me, That it was all for Pam and what she could get for herself."

Pam started to cry now and she sobbed, "I do love you Frank, only you. It's just that when I saw that big cock I couldn't get it out of my mind. I love you Frank and I love the way you make love to me. But I couldn't get Joe out of my mind. All afternoon yesterday as I lay out back sunbathing I fantasized about being fucked by that big cock. It wasn't love Frank, it was lust. It was the same with George, when Joe said that George was bigger than him I just had to try it."

"Well, what about the others. I saw a carload of guys leaving this morning. Was part of your fantasy to be gang-banged too? You never told me about that."

"Nooooo," she cried, "It's just that I was so turned on last night and after neither Joe nor George could get it up again that Joe called the rest of the group they were with and invited them over to join in."

Looking at her, with her cum encrusted body, I felt sick. Sick of heart and spirit. "Why don't you go and take a shower and clean all that cum off yourself." I said, "then we are going to have a long talk about our future, whether our marriage can withstand what has happened."

"Please, Frank, I do love only you. Last night was just lust. It's you I love. Now we can go on as if nothing happened."

"How can we go on as if nothing happened last night? You're so sore down there you can hardly walk. You won't want to fuck again for a week." 

"No," Pam says, "I don't care how bad it hurts, I still want to make love to you, Frank." 

Pam then walks into the bedroom, shrugs off the robe and lies down on the bed, still crying.

"Go take a shower first," I said, "before you get the bed all dirty with all that cum."

"I'm too tired now," Pam says, "I don't think I slept more than 30 minutes all night. Every time I drifted off to sleep I got a new hard cock shoved in me and now I'm just worn out. I'll just take a short nap and then I'll take a shower and we can have our talk."

This was no sooner out of her mouth when I heard a gently snoring. She was asleep already with her knees drawn up in a fetal ball. As I stood looking down on her I could see bruises already appearing on her thighs and buttocks. There were also a lot of hickeys and teeth marks on her ass and shoulders. Looking closer at her asshole I could see that it was still leaking cum and was gapping open slightly.

Reaching down I picked up her robe and reached into the pocket. There was a business card with Joe's name and telephone number on it. I thought about tearing it up but decided not to. It might be a good test of her faithfulness. If Pam decided to contact Joe sometime in the future I figured I would find out about it soon enough. 

Having seen all I could stand for right now I went over to the cottage Joe had been in. Going to the bedroom (which was really a mess) I searched for the rubbers Pam had bought but which Joe had not used. Finding them on the dresser I picked them up and put them in my pocket. There was no way I would fuck Pam now without one. At least until I was sure that she did not have some kind of STD. Going back outside I went back to our cottage and sat in a lawn chair looked back at the cottage next door. How I wished Joe had never shown up next door, that it had never happened, but it did. How I wanted to hate Joe, to tear him limb from limb, but could I really blame him? How would I have reacted if a beautiful woman had come up to me and told me she wanted me to fuck her silly. Although I am happily married and have no desire to cheat on my wife, I know I would have been sorely tempted to do just that. So how can I blame Joe, or George, or the rest of them as far as that goes. No, my problem was with Pam, can I ever trust her again? Does she really love me, truly love me, or will she be tempted to stray again?

(To be continued)



Vacation From Hell Ch. 05



Going back into the cottage I gave a lot of thought to just packing up and going hone, with or without Pam. But I had really been looking forward to this vacation for a least the last 4 years. It's been that long since we had had a real vacation, not just a weekend away from home. 

No, I decided, I was going to stay and have a lot of fun fishing with Bill and Carol, even if my heart was breaking. I figured I would be fishing by myself most of the time. Not with Pam as originally planned. I doubt if she will want to be seen in public for a day or two. She couldn't wear her shorts and halter tops with all the bruises and hickeys all over her. She needed long pants and turtleneck sweaters to cover them all up, plus I don't think she will be able to walk normally for a few days as sore as she is now between her legs.

I didn't know yet what I was going to tell Bill and Carol about Pam. I guess at first I will just say that she wasn't feeling well and wouldn't come out of the cottage. At this point I still didn't want them to find out about what Pam had done.

That much decided for now I went into the second bedroom to see about a place to sleep tonight. I was sure I wouldn't be sleeping with Pam in that cum coated bed. Finding sheets and pillowcases I made up the bed and then went back to the other bedroom, where Pam was still asleep. I gathered up all of my clothes and transferred them to the other bedroom. As I finished putting them in the closet I heard a car pull up outside. Going to the window I saw that Bill and Carol had finally arrived.

Going out to greet them, I tried to act as normal as possible. I didn't want them to see how bad I really felt.

"Well," I said, "I see you two finally made it." When I got closer I saw that there was a third person in the back seat.

"What are you doing here," Bill said "I figured you and Pam would be out on the lake fishing when we got here. Oh, we also brought Carols sister with us, Jane, met my best friend Frank"

As she got out of the car I couldn't help but notice how good she looked. Long, straight black hair that hung down to her waist and a great tan. She was wearing a tank top and short shorts. Her bellybutton and her flat stomach were a sight to behold

"Hello, Frank, Nice to meet you," she said.

"Hi, Jane," I said. Looking at her I didn't think she was more than a teenager but I knew Carol was thirty so she had to be older than she looked.

Meanwhile Carol came around the car and asked, "Where's Pam? And what wrong with you, your eyes are all red and bloodshot?"

Damn, I didn't think she would see that so soon. Trying to think fast I said, "It must be all this fresh air. I think my allergies are acting up a little. Pam's not feeling to good right now," I told them, "the last I saw of her she was sacked out fast asleep."

"Hey, you people, I need some help here to carry all this stuff in," Bill said as he lifted a suitcase out of the trunk.

We all went to help him. As Jane started to lift her suitcase out, I stepped up and took it for her and said, "Let me carry that for you."

Going into the cottage I was surprised to see that it looked like someone had been in and cleaned it up. The beer cans and ashtrays were all gone and even the dried cum had been cleaned up off the floor.

"Which room will be yours, Jane." I asked.

"Whichever one Bill and Carol don't take." she replied.

Bill and Carol went into the front bedroom and put their luggage on the bed. "I guess the back one will be yours, Jane," I said as I carried her suitcase into the room that Pam had had her big gangbang in. She would be sleeping in the bedroom directly across from our kitchen window. Maybe I'll get lucky like Pam, I thought.

Bill came in with a couple of sacks of groceries and put them on the kitchen table. "Grab your tackle, Bill. Let the girls unpack and let's get some fishing done," I said.

"Sure, If it's alright with them," he said.

"You guys go ahead," Carol said, "we can get everything shipshape here better without you two around."

"Get your gear, Bill," I said, "and I'll met you down at the dock."

Going back to our cottage I went in the bedroom where Pam was still sleeping. I started shaking her to wake her up.

"WHAT??" Pam said.

"You had better get cleaned up," I said "if you don't want Carol to see you looking like a whore. Bill and Carol are here and Bill and I are going fishing now. Carol might be coming over to see you soon, so I suggest you get cleaned up or she's going to have a pretty good idea of why you don't feel good."

Going out to the dock I saw that Bill was already there ready to go. I shoved us off then Bill started the motor and we headed across the lake. At this point I didn't much care what happened to Pam. If she was embarrassed or humiliated all I can say is tough titty said the kitty when the milk turned sour. She made her bed, now she can lie in it.

Once we were across the lake Bill turned the motor off and I started rowing to keep us within casting distance from the shore, slowly heading toward the upper end of the lake. We both started casting and since it was about seven o'clock I figured we had about an hour until we needed to head back.

Bill was first to hooked a big one, a nineteen inch bass that must have weighed about four pounds. After putting it in the live net and dropping it over the side Bill seemed in the mood to talk.

"I'm sorry about bringing Jane along," he said, "but Carol and I decided that this is what she needs. Time away from the stresses of home and everything. Her divorce was final last week and she has been so depressed lately that Carol was worried about her health. She told Carol that she had been crying so much she couldn't sleep and didn't even feel like eating."

"She's divorced?" I asked, "She hardly looks old enough to be married."

"Yeah," he said, "she doesn't look her age, but she's 26. She caught that scumbag of a husband of hers with another woman, right in her own bed. I think he had been cheating on her ever since the day they go married 3 years ago."

"Damn," I said, "that's tough. A cheating spouse can cause a lot of pain and heartache. We'll have to cheer her up while we're here this week. Since the divorce is final the hard part is behind her, now she just needs to get over it and get on with her life."

"Yeah, that's what we've been telling her. She needs to find something else to think about other than her divorce." Bill said.

"She's a hell of a good-looking gal." I said, "I'm sure there are hundreds of men out there who would love to get to know her, If she could get a new love interest I’m sure that would take her mind off her troubles."

"I don't know," Bill said, "she talks like she will never trust another man for a long, long time. She said she's sworn off men. I think it would take someone special now to get her interest."

"Well, stranger things have happened." I said, "but this vacation should help. Getting away from home and out here on the lake fishing, getting close to nature, it should relax her and give her something else to think about."

We then resumed our fishing and in the next hour we each caught a couple more bass, enough for a good meal. The sun was gone by the time we returned to the dock. After we put everything away and filleted the fish I told Bill to take them and enjoy their meal.

When I got back to our cottage I was a little surprised that Pam was all cleaned up. She was wearing slacks and a turtleneck sweater to cover the bruises and hickeys. She immediately asked if I wanted some supper. I took a quick shower while she prepared a meal for us. I ate in silence thinking about all that I wanted to say to her and how I was going to say it. After eating I grabbed a beer and went and sat down in the front room. Pam cleaned up the kitchen and then joined me in the front room sipping on a glass of red wine. I noticed that she was walking like she was still sore between her legs.

"I guess now is as good a time as any for that long talk you mentioned," she said. "But first I want to tell you that it is only you I love, last night was just lust and the chance to live out my fantasy. It's over now and we can go on from here as if nothing happened. That is, if you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

"Oh, so that's the way it is? You think all there is to it is for me to forgive you and all will be well again. You have no regrets about humiliating me. You have no regrets about cuckolding me. You think all I have to do is forgive you and everything will be as it was again.

"You have no idea of how much hurt and pain I suffered last night. I got so physically ill last night when I saw you sucking that guys asshole that I threw up. How can I ever trust you again? How soon will it be before you want to live out another fantasy?"

"Please, Frank" she sobbed, "I didn't think what I did would put our marriage in jeopardy, I thought you might even enjoy seeing another man make love to me. I've read those stories of men who love to see their wives with other men."

"Well one things for sure, Pam," I said, "I'm not one of those men. I hated it. If I ever even think you have been with another man our marriage is over. It might even be over now. I haven't made up my mind yet.

"Do you realize that you not only put our marriage in jeopardy you also put our lives in jeopardy. Do you know how many sexually transmitted diseases there are out there? Including AIDS. It can take up to six months before HIV can even be detected, so for the next six months, if we do have sex, I will be using those rubbers you got but didn't use for protection. And as soon as we get home you will get tested. One things for sure, for the rest of this vacation we are not having sex. I don't think I could stomach being with you just now."

"Oh Frank," she was crying now, "I wanted to showing you all I learned last night. Remember all the times you wanted me to go down on you, or the way I wouldn't let you touch my anus. I learned how good it can feel and how much I enjoyed it. I thought you would be happy that I had learned so many different ways to please you."

"I would have love you learning those things Pam, but with me not some strangers. I guess I wasn't forceful enough with you, you always fended me off when I tried them, but you let Joe and how many others do it. In fact, Pam, how many others were there. I saw Joe and George, but this morning I saw one or two other cars leave. How many men did you fuck last night?"

"You saw Joe and George. After they couldn't get it up again Joe called the rest of the guys he was to stay with. There were seven others that came over later," she said.

"And I suppose you fucked and sucked all of them. How many fucked you in the ass?" I asked.

"Are you sure you want to hear all this Frank. I'm sure it will just hurt you more."

"Yes, I'm sure. I want to know all that you did and I want to know if you enjoyed it as much as you seemed to."

"Well," she said, " I think all of them fucked me in the pussy and later most of them in my ass. I swallowed so much cum that I haven't been hungry all day. I've also had the shits today, I think its because of all the cum in my rectum. And yes, I did enjoy it. It was fantastic, although I am still sore down there. But those big cocks hit places in me that have never been touched before. I spent the whole night it seemed, going from one orgasm to another, one after another. As soon as one cock pulled out another hard cock was there to take its place. I though many times that I had cum so much that I couldn't possibly cum again but I always did. Like I said it was fantastic. I'm sorry Frank, but that's the way it was."

"So," I said, "it sound like you might want to try it again sometime. I want you to know now that if it does happen again that our marriage is over. You know that don't you?"

"Yes, Frank," she said, "I enjoyed it, but like I said, it's over. I’m sorry I hurt you so but it will never happen again. I've lived out my fantasy and now I just want to go back to the way we were before, as if nothing happened."

"We can never go back to the way we were before it happened, Pam, because it did happen. I loved you with all my heart but now I'm not so sure. You're going to have to earn that love and trust back by your faithfulness in the future. And I'm going to tell you right here and now that I might have a fantasy to live out myself sometime in the future. You might find yourself in the same boat I'm in right now, and I expect you to be just as forgiving."

"I won't like it Frank," she said, "but maybe I can understand your feelings a little."

The next morning, before daylight, I slipped into the kitchen just to look over at Jane's bedroom. I must have been too early for her room was still dark. Turning on the light I started to make coffee. Later as I was setting at the table sipping my coffee Pam came out of her bedroom. She was again dressed in her slacks and turtleneck sweater. I told her if she was going fishing with me that she would get really hot after the sun came up wearing all those clothes. She said she didn't feel like fishing and that I could go without her. I told her about Bill and Carol and about Carol's sister Jane and asked her if she wanted to go down to the dock with me and meet them.

"No, Frank," she said, "they're your friends not mine. Just tell them I'm still not feeling good and wanted to sleep in today. I'll meet them later when I'm feeling better. Besides, I'm still sore and I hate wearing these long clothes to cover up the bruises."

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(Sorry this is taking so long, but I have gone back to work full-time helping a friend out and have not had much time to keep up my writing. There are still at least two chapters still to go, but it may take a while. Meanwhile, thanks for the feedback, both the good and the bad.)



Vacation From Hell Ch. 06



By the time I got down to the dock with my thermos of coffee and my fishing tackle Bill was just finishing locking his motor on the boat he and Carol would be using.

"The girls will be down soon. Where's Pam?"

"She's still not feeling too good. She said she wants to sleep in this morning and hopes to feel better tomorrow." I said.

"Well, in that case," Bill said, "why don't you take Jane in your boat so Carol and I can fish together and it won't be so crowded as three in a boat. I don't know how much Jane knows about fishing, she said she hasn't gone fishing since she was a little girl."

"Her Dad loved to fish. I think Carol got that from him but she said Jane never seemed to care much for it. You may even have to teach her how to cast, especially with these open-faced spinning reels. That was one job I wasn't looking forward to so I'll be glad to palm it off on you," he laughed.

"I'm sure it won't be too bad." I said. "If she knew how to cast with one of those old casting reels she should pick it up real quick. One advantage of these spinning reels is that you don't get those backlash problems."

We stood around and talked for a while, waiting for the girls. We discussed where we wanted to fish. I told Bill that I had been going across the lake and fishing the far bank where there were no cottages and the woods came right down to the waters edge. Bill thought he and Carol would stay on this side for now and just work the bank toward the spillway at the south end of the lake.

About that time Carol and Jane came down the path to the dock. Bill told them what we had decided and Jane laughed and asked if I knew what I had let myself in for.

After Jane got in the boat I pushed us off. Starting the motor I pointed us toward the far side of the lake. I used this time to get a better look at Jane. She was a real good looking young girl, looking more like 18 or 19 instead of 26. Again today she was wearing short shorts but with a T-shirt, it didn't look like she had a bra on either. I thought I might get a hard on if I wasn't careful. I knew I had better keep my mind on fishing and not on Jane or I would embarrass myself for sure.

As I sat there thinking about Pam and the pain I still felt in the pit of my stomach because of not only what she had done, but also her attitude about it. She still didn't seem to think it was that big a deal. It was just her fantasy and now it was over and we could go back to the way we were. I really don't think she realizes the pain and humiliation I feel. Maybe, I thought, I should fool around some myself. Maybe I should try to seduce Jane. Have a fantasy of my own, and what a fantasy it would be. Jane was every bit as beautiful as Pam, Just in a different way. Where Pam had very large tits, Jane's were quite a bit smaller but still. I thought, a good mouthful. Pam hair was more blonde and curly where Jane's hair was long and dark and fairly straight. Jane was also about 3 or 4 inches shorter than Pam, but like they say, good things come in small packages.

As I sat there thinking about it I began to realize that that was a truly bad idea. Bill and Carol are my friends. I'm sure they wouldn't approve of my using Jane to get back at Pam, especially considering the divorce Jane had just gone through. And it wouldn't be fair to Jane either. She would probably end up hating me if she found out I had just used her to get revenge on Pam. No. Although it would be wonderful to seduce Jane and make love to her, I would end up behaving just like Pam, doing neither of us any good.

When we got to the other side and I shut off the motor Jane said I would have to bait her hook for her. I laughed and told her we don't use live bait, just artificial lures. All you have to do is cast it out and reel it back in, then do it again and again. Snapping a silver spoon and pork rind on her line I handed the rod to her. She took one look at the reel and asked me how you cast with this reel. All she had ever seen were the casting reels, which were not at all like this.

Snapping a sparkle tail lure on my line I showed her how to hook the line with your index finger, open the bail, and then cast the same as you did with the old casting reels. But instead of letting off the spool with your thumb you released the line from your index finger. "Just point your finger were you want the lure to go," I said.

"Sounds easy," she said, "let me try it."

She then proceeded to make a mighty cast but didn't release the line in time and made a big splat about 5 feet from the tip of her rod.

She then started to change hand to reel it in but I told her you reel with your left hand with a spinning rod, you don't change hands on the rod.

"Here, watch me," I said, "You don't have to make a big, mighty heave with a spinning rod, just remember 10 and 2. Take the rod back to 10, hesitate a second and feel the whip of the rod then come forward to 2. When you get at between 12 and 1 release the line from your index finger, O.K. Now try it again."

On this try she did a little better but she released a little too soon and the lure went about 30 or 40 feet just about straight up and landed about 20 feet in front of her.

"Come here," I said, "set here in front of me. Now put your hand on mine and try to get the feeling of how to do it. Timing is everything."

As she sat down in front of me she kind of scooted back against me and I knew then and there that I was getting a boner. I scooted back a little so she wouldn't feel me and tried to show her how to cast for distance and direction. God, she smelled so good. Her hair smelled like lilacs and she felt so good up against my chest.

After a couple of casts she turned and smiled up at me. "I think I got it now," she said as she again scooted her rear end back at me. OH, how I wanted to wrap my arms around her and kiss her at that moment.

She laughed as she got up and went back to the front of the boat. "Yeah," she said, "I sure I got the feeling of how to do it."

I'm was sure she had felt my hard-on and I turned a bright red and immediately took up my rod and started casting like crazy. She just grinned and started trying to cast again. Surprisingly she seemed to do it very good, in fact, too good if she had just learned how.

"I'm sorry," she said, "That was mean of me. I just wanted to have a little fun with you. Will you forgive me?"

Knowing I had been had, I laughed with her and said, "No need to forgive you, instead I should thank you. When you backed up against me I swear if I wasn't a married man you would have been in a world of hurt."

"Oh," she smiled at me, "I don't think it would hurt, I think it would feel real good."

I think I turned an even brighter shade of red and muttered something like I think we had better get back to fishing or we'll both be in trouble.

For the next hour we did nothing but fish, she landed 2 real good keepers and I caught 3. One of them was barely legal limit but we kept it anyway.

At this time we took a break and I poured us both a cup of coffee. I asked Jane to tell me more about her self and told her that Bill had told me that she had just been divorced.

"Yeah," she said, "divorce is a very humiliating ordeal. You lose a lot of self-esteem. But it's good to have friends and family that support you through it all. I don't know what I would have done without the support of Bill and Carol. They talked me into coming here with them on their vacation when I know that they were looking for a little time to be alone together. In those small cottages they won't have much privacy with me there with them. They also helped me realize that I'm still young yet and have my whole life ahead of me. I figure I might as well live my life to the fullest and enjoy it. Life is a precise gift and too valuable to waste on feeling sorry for yourself.

"Amen to that," I say.

Putting away the coffee cups we begin fishing again. We were nearing the upper end of the lake where there were several streams that fed into the lake. Casting up into the stream and bring the lure back into the lake landed us two more good size bass.

I then notice Jane squirming around and then she tells me that the coffee must have gone right through her cause she needed to pee right now if not sooner. I told her I had a can there for me to use but I didn't figure she wouldn't want to use it. In that case I'd pull onto that sandbar there at the mouth of the stream and she could get out and go back in the trees a little ways and relieve herself.

Pulling onto the sandbar Jane hurried back into the trees. In a few minutes she back and tells me there's a path back in the trees that goes away from the lake and follows the stream. "Do you want to see where it goes?" she asks.

"Sure," I say, "let's do a little exploring. Just like Lewis and Clark, follow the stream."

I pulled the boat further up on the sandbar and we started out into the trees. Jane showed me where the path was and when we had followed it for about one-quarter of a mile I saw a grassy knoll ahead of us. When we reached the top of the knoll the sight was unbelievably beautiful. The grass ran down to the shore of a small pristine lake. Old growth timber, Oak, Maple and a lot of Birch with its brown and white bark, ringed the lake. The lake was maybe a half mile long, stretching away from us and varying from about one to two hundred yards wide. There was no sign of human habitation at all around it. It was as pretty as a picture postcard.

As we both starred at the lake the first thought I had was that I'd bet it had never been fished before, or at least not much. Surely the locals knew about it, how else to explain the path, but for the most part it had not been part of the tourist or vacation traffic.

Jane was standing right in front of me and I reached out and put my hands on her shoulders and squeezed them. "This lake is beautiful." I said, "It doesn't look like its ever been fished. Maybe we can portage the boat over here one day this week and give it a try."

"I'd love to," she said as she turned in my arms and reached up and put her hands behind my head, pulling me down until our lips met. I kissed her deeply and our tongues intertwined. When we both came up for breath she told me she didn't know what came over her but she didn't regret it. "I just met you yesterday but I feel like I've known you for a long time.

"I feel the same way," I said, "Bill told me that he thought you had sworn off men, that you didn't want to get into any relationship again, or at least not for a long while."

"Well, that true," she said, "But for some reason I don't feel that way about you. I don't know if its because you're a good friend of Bill and Carol and I feel like I've known you for a long time or if it's just that its been so long since I've been with a man that I'm just horny."

Turning a bright shade of red again, I said, "Well if it's the latter I think we'd better be getting back before something happens that we'll both regret. They're going to think we got lost or drowned. It must be after one o'clock already. I think we missed lunch."

It was two o'clock when we finally got back to the dock. On the way back I asked Jane not to tell Bill and Carol about the lake we had found. "We'll keep it as our own secret and try to fish it later in the week." Jane agreed. Bill came down to the dock as we pulled up, he said he was about ready to jump in his boat and go looking for us. When we showed him the fish we had caught he was duly impressed. 

"Carol and I didn't do to well," he said, "only one keeper. And don't tell her I told you but she caught it."

He then grabbed our fish and said he would clean them and for us to go get something to eat.

I gave Jane a hug and kissed her on the cheek and told her how much I enjoyed fishing with her and that I'd see her later.

When I got back to our cottage Pam really let me have it.

She glared at me and said, "Where have you been. You should have been back two hours ago. I saw you kiss her down at the dock. You just couldn't wait could you? You had to fuck the first floozy you came across to get even didn't you. You think you're going to keep on fucking her all week don't you. Well, I have news for you, the rest of this week I'm going to be fishing with you, not that floozy."

"Pam," I said, "you got it all wrong. We didn't do anything but fish. You're the one that fucks anything in a pair of pants, not Jane. She just got over her divorce and she knows how much pain and humiliation a cheating spouse can cause. You still don't seem to understand that yet. You still think we can just go right back to the way it was before you had your gangbang, as if nothing happened. After the way you talked about it I'm sure it's only the first of many. That's why your so mad, you remember what it was like and so you think Jane and I must be doing it. And another thing, don't go calling Jane a floozy. She's a nice young woman and I'd better not hear you calling her names."

That pretty well ended any contact I had with Jane for the rest of the week. By the time we got through arguing and I made a sandwich and ate it, Bill, Carol and Jane were back out on the lake fishing. I just went and got a beer and sat outside on a lawn chair and finished off at least 6 more beers.

The next morning I again checked Jane's window before daylight, but I never caught even a glimpse of her. Pam insisted that she was going fishing with me and in fact she hardly gave me a minute alone. Everyplace I went, she went.

This was especially true whenever I was around Jane. Pam would be hovering around listening to every word that was spoken. Making sure that we didn't sneak off and make out. In fact she was a big pain in the ass the rest of the week

In fact, though we would normally leave on Saturday morning, by Thursday evening I was ready to go home. Bill noticed what was going on and Thursday night as we were setting down at the dock having a beer he asked what was the matter with Pam. I told him that Pam had a big problem with insecurity. "Does she have a reason to be insecure?" he asked. I told him that I didn't want to go into details about it, but the answer to his question was "Yes."

We sat there for quite awhile just talking and drinking beer. In fact, I was drinking too much. I ended up telling him about the view from our kitchen window into the bedroom that Jane was in. How Pam had seen something that she shouldn't have that started all the trouble. I still didn't tell him what the trouble was, although I'm sure he must have figured that out.

The last thing I told him that night was for him to tell Jane how much I enjoyed our one-day of fishing together and that I was sorry that it was just the one-day.

Having packed most of our gear on Friday night, so we could leave early Saturday morning I was again up early Saturday. Probably by force of habit I went into the Kitchen and checked Jane's bedroom window. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. There was Jane, silhouetted by the bathroom light. I could easily tell that she was naked and she was putting on a show for me. Her girlish figure looked beautiful, her slender waist and curvy hips, her pert tits when she turned sideways--I think I could watch her all day and spend all night making love to her. But, sad to say, all things must come to an end. I don't think the show lasted more than a few minutes, but it was on my mind for the rest of the day.

Later, after going through the cottage one last time to make sure we hadn't missed anything we went out and got in the car to leave. Bill came out to say goodbye and I told him to thank Jane for me. He looked at me funny and asked me, "Why?" I told him Jane would know.



Vacation From Hell Ch. 07



As I drove home that day all I could think of was that this vacation was finally over. The events of the past week still filled my mind. I think at last Pam finally realizes that things weren't the same as they were and probably wouldn't be, at least not for a long time. Living out her fantasy had driven a wedge between us that would be hard to overcome.

On the four-hour drive home I don't think I spoke more than two or three words. In fact that was the way I wanted it. I was still picturing in my mind the show that Jane had put on for me that morning. However, Pam seemed to have the need to fill the silence with a lot of small talk. Mostly about our fishing together the last couple of days, the fish we had caught, and how much fun she had had. When she ran out of things to say about that she started talking about what she needed to do when we got home. I knew that my love for Pam had hit rock bottom, but I also realized that I still loved her and I wanted to save our marriage.

When we arrived home one of the first things I did was log on to the Internet to look up all I could find on STD's. I also made sure Pam was there with me so she would know what to expect. I told Pam that I loved her and wanted to save our marriage. And I also told her that if she wanted to stay married to me then she would have to prove it by her faithfulness. I promised her that I would never cheat on her as long as she did not cheat on me again. 

"You are the only woman I have ever loved or wanted to be with," I said. "Maybe that was the reason it hurt so much when I found out that you didn't feel to same way about me."

"Oh Frank," she said, "I'm sorry I hurt you so. You are the only one I love. Joe was just a fantasy that I wanted to live out. Now that it's over I promise that all my love is just for you, I'll never cheat on you again, I love only you."

Before leaving for work the following Monday morning I asked Pam to schedule an appointment with her doctor and that I intended to go with her. For my own peace of mind I had to know the results. Luckily Pam's doctor was a woman so maybe Pam would feel more comfortable with her than with a male doctor.

Thursday morning we met with her doctor who told us that a blood test would reveal any bacterial infection but that the viral infections could take up to six months to show up. She suggested that Pam come in monthly for the next six months for additional blood tests. She explained that a viral infection wouldn't show up on a blood test but what would show up were antibodies that a persons body manufactured to fight the infection and that was what they looked for. She also told us that the test for HIV took about two weeks to complete and that we should wait until all the tests were done before we had unprotected sexual relations. She made an appointment for us to come in two week later to get the results of this test.

Meanwhile our lives did continue to improve. Pam was once again the loving wife and did her best to avoid any arguments and tried to please me in every way. As the memory of that terrible night grew fainter I once again began to enjoy her company and companionship. We had still not made love and I didn't intent to until all the results were in.

Two weeks later we got the good news that Pam didn't have any bacterial infections and the test for HIV was also negative. However we still had a long way to go to be sure that she didn't have it. When we got home Pam wanted me to make love to her to celebrate. I gave in pretty fast (but I used one of the rubbers that Pam had purchased for her night with Joe) because I realized that I was getting pretty horny since it had been three weeks since I had had any relief. I had even caught myself thinking about ravishing my secretary in the office. My secretary had been with hired right out of High School two years ago and she was a very pretty girl. She was also a very good secretary, many times seeming to read my mind she would have just what I wanted before I could ask her .All in all she was too good of a secretary to risk losing just because I was horny.

In the following weeks Pan and I made love at least once a week. Every Saturday night we would go to a Stardust Lounge for a quiet Dinner and some dancing and then return home to make love. Each time I insisted on using a condom and no oral (no exchange of body fluids). After each blood test result, they were all negative, we would celebrate with a dinner out at one of the better restaurants and then went home to make love for most of the night. However as time pasted Pam became more insistent that we leave off the condom. She also wanted me to go down on her and I think she wanted to show me her talent at deep throating. As much as I knew that I would have enjoyed the experience I would not go along with her, the risk was just to great.

During the week after her fourth negative blood test Pam told me she would be late getting home Wednesday. She and a friend of hers, Susie, another legal secretary at the office where Pam worked were going out for dinner and to talk. She told me Susie was only 22 years old and that her boyfriend was pressuring her to get married. Susie had told her that she didn't want to break up with her boyfriend but that she didn't feel she loved him enough to get married just yet. Pam said that Susie just needed to talk it out and be sure before she made a lifelong commitment.

That Wednesday I fixed my own supper and then grabbed a beer and started work on some of the work I usually brought home with me but seldom got around to. At about eight o'clock I heard Pam car pull into the garage. When she came into the house I asked her if she wanted something to eat or just a beer. Pam just grabbed a beer and then walked into the family room and plopped down in an easy chair and proceeded to tell me all about the problems that Susie was having with her boyfriend.

The next Wednesday was a repeat of the last except that the time Pam got home was a little later. For the next three weeks after that the same pattern followed except that by then Pam wasn't getting home until after midnight. 

By the fourth week I was beginning to get suspicious and wanted to find out if what Pam was telling me was on the up and up. When Pam got off work on that next Wednesday I was across the street in a bookstore watching the front door of the Law office where she worked. At five o'clock on the dot here comes Pam out the door with another woman. They turned and walked about two blocks to a nice restaurant and went in.

I followed and then slipped into the restaurant. I could see that they had a booth toward the back so I went to the other side and found a booth where I could see them but they would have to be looking for me to see me. Their waitress came and they appeared to be ordering a full dinner. When the waitress left them they resumed talking and as far as I could tell the story that Pam had told me seemed to be true.

My waitress came and I ordered a sandwich and a drink. I didn't want to be stuck with a big dinner if they suddenly left. I watched as they ate their meal, talking all the time. When the waitress returned and cleared their table they then ordered a bottle of wine. After the wine came they poured themselves a glass and resumed talking while they sipped their wine.

Looking down at my watch I noticed that it was already seven o'clock. By then I had come to the conclusion that Pam had been telling me the truth. She was merely being a friend to a girl with boyfriend problems.

I picked up my check and started toward the cashier to pay when I stopped dead. Coming through the door were two faces that I immediately recognized--Joe and George. Without pausing they went straight back to the booth where Pam and Susie were still sipping their wine. As they sat down, Joe with Susie and George with Pam, the two women turned and greeted them a kiss on the cheek . I guess it wasn't the first time they had met here.

I immediately paid my check and went outside and across the street. Not five minutes later the two couples came out and immediately got in shinny new Buick that was right in front of the restaurant. Before I could move they pulled away from the curb and were gone. My car was two blocks away so there was no way that I could follow them.

The shock of seeing Pam with Joe and George again was quickly making me sick. I needed to set down. Two doors down the street was a bar so I went in and drowned my sorrow in a bottle of beer. As I sat there I kicked myself a dozen times in the rear for not tearing up Joe business card. But then again, I thought, if Pam wanted to cheat she would have found some other way to do so. I realized that Pam had cheated on me because I would not give her the sex that she wanted so she had taken matters in her own hand and went out and got what she wanted. These thoughts were also making me very angry and I knew that I needed to seek some sort of revenge. Not just aimed at Pam but also some revenge on Joe and George.

After two beers, and a lot of thought, I made my way back to me car and went home. I was still sick of heart but I had made some plans and so I felt maybe I could come through this for the better. Since Pam had gotten what she wanted, now I would have to get what I wanted. I went to bed and instead of tossing and turning as I expected to I went to sleep and didn't wake up until the next morning. I didn't even know when Pam had returned home.

When I got downstairs to the kitchen I found Pam sitting at the table drinking coffee, surprisingly she looked fresh as a daisy. Her long night didn't seem to faze her.

"Hello, sleepy head," she said, "have a long hard night last night? I was just about ready to go up stairs and wake you before I went to work."

"Yeah," I said, "It was long but it was especially hard."

"Oh," she said, "Do you want to talk about it."

"No, not right now. Maybe later we can talk about it," I said.

Later that morning I went to a friend of mine who was really into digital photography and asked him which of the new digital cameras was the best for taking pictures in low light conditions. After he told me I immediately went out and got the best one I could find. I then went home and started searching for Joe business card. I finally found it in her bottom drawer under some very frilly and sexy underwear, some that I had never seen before. I then went to the dirty cloths hamper and checked for her underwear. I found them in the bottom and the crouch was covered with dried cum. Well, here was proof positive if I needed any more.

The next Tuesday night Pam told me she was again meeting with Susie on Wednesday after work and would be late getting home. She went on and on about how messed up Susie was and about how she was still trying to help her.

Wednesday evening I dressed in black jeans and a black sweatshirt. I picked up the camera and stopped off at a subway shop and got a foot-long sub and a coke to go. At five o'clock I was again outside Pam place of work but this time I stayed in my car. I then followed then as they went to the same restaurant they had last week. I parked well away from the front of the restaurant but where I still had a good view of the front door. Knowing I had a two-hour wait I got comfortable and ate my sandwich and drank my coke.

Sure enough at about five after seven here came that shinny new Buick, Joe and George got out and went in. Five minutes later Pam and Susie came out with them, got in the car and they drove away.

But this time I was in position to follow them and keeping two or three cars behind I followed them for over a half an hour, finally arriving at a housing addition full of 1950's style three-bedroom ranch houses. It was on the opposite side of town from where we lived. Their car pulled into a driveway and the garage door went up and they drove inside, closing the garage door after them. I continued on down the street for a block and turned around. Coming back I parked about two doors down from the house they entered.

It had started getting dark while driving over here but it still wasn't dark enough to be safe playing a peeping Tom so I must have sat in the car for about twenty minutes. When I finally started toward the house I noticed that the yard was full of overgrown bushes and shrubs; they all needed trimmed back some. I guess Joe or George wasn't too good at upkeep of the yard. However the overgrown shrubbery gave me plenty of cover from prying eyes and made it easy for me to locate the family room where I could easily see them through the patio door. They had a privacy fence around the back yard so I guess they didn't feel any need to close the curtains.

When I looked in all four of them were naked with Joe and George sitting on a couch and Pam and Susie were on their knees between their legs really going to town on their cocks. Pam still couldn't get much of George's cock in her mouth but she was really trying. Susie must have been a fast learner for she was deep-throating Joe cock like a pro. While I watched Pam raised her head off George's cock and said something to Susie and they both seemed to have a good laugh. I could hear them, but not good enough to male out what they were saying. After a little more sucking and licking there was some more conversation and then both girls then got up and George lay down on the floor. Susie got on top of George and Pam grabbed his cock and guided it into Susie' pussy. As they worked it in Pam left the room and soon returned with a jar of some kind. First she went to Joe and knelt down and started giving him a blow-job, then she stopped and started coating his cock with what was in the jar. It must have been K-Y jelly. She then went to Susie, who by now had George's cock all the way in and was giving it a good ride. Pam then got some jelly and liberally coated Susie's asshole, sticking her fingers in and rubbing all around. Joe then got behind her and rubbed his cock up and down between her ass cheeks. He then started pushing it in a little at a time. Susie didn't seem to have much trouble taking it all in.

Susie then started moaning and groaning and shouting "Fuck me, oohh yeah, Fuck me hard. Faster, faster," Pam meanwhile had come around beside her and started sucking on her tits and the two men settled into a rhythm and were really pounding her. Soon her back stiffened and she started yelling, "Ooohhh, I'm Ccccuuummmmin, Oh God, harder, harder, Oh yeah."

I then remembered why I came here tonight and I started taking some pictures, first making sure that the flash was off. I wanted to make sure that I had each of them in a compromising picture where they were identifiable. As I was taking pictures Pam and Susie had traded places and now Pam was being DPed. She sure took it a lot easier this time than she had the last time I saw her get DPed. She looked like she was in a state of continuous orgasms.

After I had taken about thirty or forty pictures a funny feeling came over me. Like I was being watched. It felt kind of spooky and I looked around but couldn't see anyone, but I still had that feeling so I decided I had enough and started sneaking back away from the house. Before I had gone very far I thought I heard the sound of someone running away from me. I couldn't see them but I was sure there was somebody around who had been watching me.

After I got back to my car I sat for awhile and thought to myself that our marriage was definitely over now. There was no way that I could forgive her now. Pam must have decided that a big cock was more important to her than our marriage. 

As I slowly drove for home I decided to stop at the first bar I came to and drown my sorrow in a Bud Lite. I picked a booth toward the back and slowly drank my beer, thinking of what I would need to do to start divorce. I had not been sitting there very long when a very pretty young woman came in an was looking around, as if looking for someone. As I was about the only customer by myself she made her way back to where I sat.

"Can I talk to you, or rather ask you a few questions?" she said.

"Sure, I'm just setting here drowning my sorry," I replied.

"My name is Elizabeth, my friends call me Liz. The question I want to ask is 'Are you a private investigator'?" 

"Who? Me? No, I'm just a computer jock." I laughed.

"Well, I've been following you since you left that house on Jefferson Street and I followed you to this bar. But I saw you taking pictures through the patio door there and wondered if you would be willing to sell them to me." She said.

"Why would you want pictures of my wife having an affair with a couple of assholes." I asked?

"Because," she said, "One of those assholes is my husband."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Which one is your husband, Joe or George?"

"Joe," she said, "But he won't be for long if I can get a copy of those pictures."

"You mean Joe has a beautiful wife like you and he still goes out and jeopardizes his marriage for some strange pussy," I said. "Sure, I'd be overjoyed to give you a copy of everyone of them. Do you have a computer where we can download them?"

"Yes," she said. "If you'll follow me we can get it done right away."

Downing the rest of my beer I then follow her out of the bar into the parking lot where another new Buick sat. I got in my car and followed her for maybe ten minutes to a big two-story house in a fancy, upscale neighborhood. She pulls into the garage and I park behind her on the drive. I then follow her into the house. The inside is beautiful, very tastefully decorated with some of the finest furniture money could buy. "Wow," I say, "Joe is a fool to give this away just to chase other women."

"Joe is a fool," she says, "He thinks he's God gift to women. We've been married four years and I don't think he was ever faithful to me. Even on our Honeymoon I caught him "accidentally" exposing himself to other women. But he's not losing just me, he's losing his job and any claim to our house and most of our savings account."

She went on to explain that her Father was dead set against her marrying Joe. He told her just what Joe was and what he would do, and sure enough he did just as her Father had said. Her Father had also insisted that Joe sign a pre-nuptial agreement before they were married and in it Joe would be out in the cold if he was ever gave her cause to divorce him. She knew he had been unfaithful to her many times, but never before had she had any positive, physical evidence to prove it.

Her Father, it seems, was one of the riches men in town and he owned to largest Buick dealership in the state. Her Father had given Joe a job at the dealership and Joe had gotten George his job. The house where they were screwing around at belonged to George. He inherited the house when his parents died. According to Liz, George was as dumb as a box of rocks. He wouldn't even have a job if it weren't for Joe. That made him very loyal to Joe and he would do about anything that Joe wanted. Now, they would both be out of a job and she didn't think either of them had any skills to get another one.

She took me to a room that looked like a study and showed me her computer. It was one of the best on the market with all the latest features.

After downloading all the pictures we picked the best ones of each of them, where they were easily recognized, and printed them out.

Liz then asked me how she could pay me for all I had done for her. I told her that just getting a divorce from Pam and seeing Joe and George lose everything was payment enough.

Liz told me that it wasn't enough for her. She told me that when she and Joe were first married that Joe had been a gentle and patient lover. But after a while he had become more insistent that she do things in bed that she didn't want to do. He then started practically raping her in bed. Bruising her and leaving her so sore that it took two or three days before she could walk without pain. Then nine months ago he had taken her so hard anally that she had to go to the hospital and get stitches. She told me they hadn't been together since then and that now she was horny and wanted some real loving.




Vacation From Hell Ch. 07



Her hand then reached down and unbuckled my belt and pulled the zipper down on my pants. She then grabbed the waistband of both my pants and underpants and pulled them down around my ankles. Dropping down on her knees she reached out and took hold of my cock. Looking up into my eyes she asked, "Don't you want some tender, loving care?"

"Oh God yes." I said.

As her tongue licked the head of my cock and then as her warm mouth engulfed it I had to sit down quick before I fell down, my knees felt so weak.

In no time flat I was on the verge of cuming so I pulled out of her mouth, telling her that I would last long that way and I wanted it to last a long time. Then I told her that it was my turn. Pulling her up to her feet I started undressing her. As soon as I had her naked I admired her beautiful body. All the curves in all the right places. Her stomach was nice and flat and I could see that she kept her pubic hair trimmed back. Turning her around I sat her down and knelt between her legs. Opening her up revealed a pretty, pink pussy. I immediately started kissing her and working my way down her body. When I took her right nipple in my mouth and started sucking on it she started moaning. After sucking and licking both breasts I continued on down to her pussy. Rubbing my cheek on her furry mound I began by licking and kissing her upper thighs. Slowly approaching her pussy but first teasing her by going all around it but not in it. When she started pushing her pussy up to try to get me to lick her there I gave in and began to swirl my tongue between her pussy lips and then sticking my tongue as deep as I could into her cunt and then licking upwards to find her clit.

She continued moaning and then crying out, "Oh, God I'm CCUUUMMMMINNN. Oh God, Oh God, it's been so long and it feels so good." After a couple of minutes, while she caught her breath, she told me that now she wanted me in her. I picked her up and laid her on the floor and then slowly kissed my way up her body, paying special attention to the nipple of each breast and then kissing her hard on the mouth with our tongues intertwining.

Liz reached down between us, taking hold of my cock and guided it home. As I pushed into her I couldn't help but notice how tight she was. Joe had an extra large cock but since it had been so long since he had been in her I guess she really tightened up. Her cunt felt like a virgins, it was so tight. I slowly sank all the way in and began an in and out motion with an occasional sideways tilt.

Every once in a while I pulled clear out and rubbed the head against her clit and then pushed it hard into her again.

I was soon feeling that tingle in my balls. Knowing I was about to cum I told her and she said she was too. Speeding up and slamming into her harder I soon heard her moaning and saying she was cuming and she pushed up into me and locked her legs around my waist. Feeling her pussy tighten up sent me over the edge too as she convulsed under me.

Lying together in the afterglow we cuddled and gentle kissed again and again. Slowly, as we came down from our high we started talking again and she asked me how my wife got mixed up with Joe. I told her all about our Vacation, the one I called the Vacation From Hell. When I told her that Pam had seen something that she shouldn't have Liz told me that that was one of Joe favorite tricks. He loved to expose himself and hope that some woman was watching. 

"Well it sure worked with Pam," I said. "She saw him and decided she had to have him. It was her favorite fantasy according to her. Then after she got home she must have decided that his big cock was more important to her than our marriage."

"Well," Liz said, "She's going to find out that except for that big cock there is not much else there. Just drinking beer and fucking."

Pam was still not home when I got there so I just went to bed and hoped to be asleep before she got home.

The next morning she was again up before me and I found her in the kitchen looking fresh as a daisy.

"You getting to be a real sleepy head anymore, aren’t you?" she said. "Have another hard night?"

"Yeah," I said, "and I still don't want to talk about it either."

"Well, when you do let me know. I'm always here for you," she said.

"Are you?" I said, "I'll probably take you up on that soon."

That day was a very busy day for me. As soon as I got to the office I called everyone in and told them that Pam and I were divorcing. I told them that I hoped that I could work it out so that it didn't hurt the company.

I then went to see my lawyer and asked him to immediately file for divorce. I showed him the pictures and as soon as he saw them he assured me that there would be no problem.

Saturday morning, armed with the divorce papers and the pictures, I told Pam that we needed to talk.

When she had sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee I asked if she remembered the hard nights I had been having.

"Sure," she said, "are you ready to talk about them now?"

"Yes," I said as I threw down the pictures that I had printed out. "These are the cause of them."

When she saw what the pictures were the water works started. "Oh God," she cried, "I didn't want you to find out about that. I never meant to be untrue to you. I just wanted to help Susie. That just happened by accident."

"It sure doesn't look like any accident to me. How was this supposed to help Susie by you fucking Joe and George?"

"Well, Susie was engaged to this boy but they had been intimate and Susie said she had got nothing out of the experience and wondered if something was wrong with her. She said that she had always been told how wonderful it was to make love and how great it felt but that she had felt nothing.

"After we talked a while it came out that her boyfriend was not very well endowed and she said she could hardly feel him. That was when I thought about Joe. I told her that I would set her up with a guy who was very well endowed and she could find out the difference and decide if she wanted to marry her boyfriend or break it off with him.

"I called Joe and made arrangements for them to meet. I agreed stayed with her that first night in the restaurant until she met Joe. But when Joe got there he had George with him and Susie didn't want to go off with the two men alone and begged me to stay with her.

"We ended up at George's house and when I watched Susie find out what a big cock felt like I was so turned on that I didn't have any will to resist George. In fact that night turned into an orgy of sucking and fucking," she said.

"That was at least four weeks ago, wasn't it." I said.

"Yes," she said.

"And you've gone back each week to participate, haven't you."

"Yes. I knew it was wrong but Susie begged me to go with her each week," she said.

"Well," I said, "That bring us to the next piece of business,"

I laid down the divorce papers in front of her and said, "This house is rented and if you can keep up the rent payments you can continue to live here. You can keep all the furniture I don't want it. I already rented a furnished apartment and I've already packed everything that's mine. I suggest you find yourself a good lawyer."

Tears began to stream again and she cried, "Please don't leave me Frank, I just love you. Oh dear God, what a mess I've made. Please Frank I love you. Don't leave mmmmeeeeee." She wailed.

"I loved you too, Pam, with all my heart and soul. But that love is gone now and will never return. I'm not leaving you, Pam, you left me. I'm just making it final." I said.

With that I went out the door and got in my car, which I had already packed with all my personal belongings and drove to my new apartment.

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Well, that was seven months ago. My divorce from Pam is now final and I'm back at the same resort where this all started. In fact, we're staying in the same cabin were I stayed last year, but now it's a Vacation made in Heaven.

After I left Pam I continued to see Liz about once a week for about two months. She divorced Joe and just like she said Joe and George were out of a job when Daddy fired them. Liz turned out to be a daddy's girl. Daddy this and Daddy that. It didn't take me long to agree that Joe had a problem being married to Liz and I didn't want to take up where he left off so I broke it off with Liz and didn't date for a month.

One evening the next spring I was invited by Bill and Carol to a barbecue and learned that Jane, who lived downstate would be moving back to the big city and would be staying with them until she found herself an apartment.

When she finally moved and got settled in I began dating her. We seemed to hit it off right away and we were intimate after two dates. We both felt that we had known each other for our whole lives even though we had just met last summer.

Jane and I were married last week and are now on our Vacation made in Heaven and Honeymoon combined. We plan to go to the small lake we discovered last year and have a picnic lunch and spend the afternoon lying on a blanket in that little clearing making love.

Life can't get any better than this.



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