0 comments/ 158717 views/ 12 favorites Was It Worth It? By: CaseyEdwards Sue came home a little later that day than I expected. I was working on the computer I keep in the spare bedroom that I had turned into a workroom for me. Our daughter was out with one of her girl friends, as was usual. She seemed to spend most of her time with them. Or at least it seemed that she tried to stay away whenever she knew my wife and I were going to be home at the same time. Or maybe it was just when her mother was going to be home, as infrequently as that was. I could tell that Sue was tense as soon as she walked into the room. She is a very attractive woman, but she has never really been able to hide her emotions very well from me. She hadn't had many emotions to hide from me recently. Or, more accurately, she hadn't had much emotion around me at all. I knew she had felt plenty of emotions with others. Sue sat down for a few minutes. There had been no warm, loving greeting from a wife who had been away for three days on business. No asking how I was, what I had been doing while she was gone. No information from her about her trip, how the business was, how the flight had been. Perhaps most importantly, no questions about how her thirteen-year-old daughter was either. "Casey, have you got a minute to talk with me?" Her voice was soft and quiet. I nodded, and turned away from the computer. Things were perhaps moving along a little faster than I thought they would! "I, uh, I don't know how to say this any way other than to just come out and say it. I want a divorce!" Her voice was still quiet, but a little hardness had slipped in as if she was forcing herself a little. I sat still and looked at her for a few minutes. "OK." With that, I turned back to my computer and started looking over the landscape design that one of the designers had turned out. It was actually pretty good, but since we live in central Ohio, Bruce should have thought about that when he laid out the design for the trees at the south end of the house. The evergreens he had put by the driveway could cause snow to blow and drift across it if the wind was right. I knew I was going to have to change that part of it. She still hadn't moved from the comfortable chair she was sitting in. Her face showed her shock, and her mouth was hanging open when I looked away from the screen and glanced at her. It was a most unbecoming look for such an attractive woman. Sue was thirty-seven and looked much younger; she was a hard charging and very successful young businesswoman and looked the part. She had always taken great care in her appearance and in the clothes she wore. Here she was, having just supposedly gotten off a plane and rushed home to her loving family after a flight back from Dallas, and she looked as if she had just taken a shower, fixed her makeup and gotten dressed. Which I knew was exactly what had happened! "What? What did you just say?" I turned and calmly looked at her again. "I'm sorry, I thought I was pretty clear. You want a divorce. My reply was 'OK'." "But..." Sue paused, unable to get anything else out. She was obviously having a problem understanding English. Since it was the language she had been speaking all of her life, it was a little confusing to me. Especially since I knew very well that she was very smart and well educated. "Look, I remember that talk we had a long time ago. Remember, just before we got married? We agreed that if either of us decided that we didn't want our marriage to continue, we would sit down and talk to each other. Even if the other wasn't happy about it, or didn't want it to happen, we wouldn't try to hold onto something that was not working anymore. So, if you want a divorce, OK." With that, I turned back to the computer screen. It only took a few minutes due to the landscape design software that I had built over the years of running a landscape business for me to move the trees to a more appropriate location. Bruce must have turned off some of the features I had built into the program. Normally, it would have taken into account the prevailing winds in the location for the different seasons, and warned him about the placement of the trees. When I looked up again, Sue was no longer in her seat. When I finished up with the design, I uploaded it to the office computer via the VPN we used. After shutting the HP workstation down, I went into the kitchen to get another cup of coffee. It wasn't unusual for me to drink coffee this time of day. Sue was always a little horrified. She always told me that if she drank caffeine after five o'clock, she would be up all night. Apparently, that wasn't her main concern right now. To my surprise, she was sitting in the kitchen at the table with a cup of the coffee I had made in her hands. I had brought my cup from the office, so I filled it up again and leaned against the granite counter top to look at her. "Careful, you'll be up all night if you drink that. You might want to think twice about it, unless of course you didn't get much sleep last night and drinking coffee will just help you stay up till you go to bed tonight. Oh, yeah, we really ought to be thinking about that I guess. Were you planning on sleeping here, or did you have somewhere else in mind? If you want to sleep here, I guess the spare room will be all right. There are probably still sheets and blankets on the bed, I guess." With that, I took my coffee with me and went to my bedroom that I no longer was sharing with her. As I walked out, her mouth was hanging open again and her head turned and watched me walk through the room, but she didn't say a word. She left soon after without saying anything. While I had been in the shower she had gathered some of her clothes from her closet, but hadn't bothered to come into the bathroom. The reality was, she didn't have many of her personal items there anyway. She traveled so much that she always seemed to have most of her makeup and all the other things that women have in a bathroom packed up and in a bag. I had noticed that she hadn't brought any of her bags in the house when she arrived that afternoon, so she still had most everything she apparently wanted. When I finished dressing and walked through the house, I did notice a few things missing. The "Central Ohio Young Business Woman of the Year -- 2003" award was gone, along with several other awards and plaques of hers, and there were some of the pictures of Louise, our daughter gone. I noticed that none of the pictures she had taken had me in them. I wasn't really surprised. Louise called about half an hour later, and I assured her that her mother had been there and had left. She told me she would be home as soon as Lacey's mom could bring her. She asked what I wanted to eat and I told her that maybe we would go out tonight, if she felt like it. She thought for a few seconds and then agreed that might be a good idea. I chuckled as I hung up. Since her mother traveled so much, for the last few years Louise had picked up a lot of the cooking chores. It didn't surprise me that she thought eating out was a good idea! We left to go eat almost as soon as Louise got home. There was a lot to talk about and a lot of things to handle in the next few weeks. Most of what I said, Louise agreed with but she did think that maybe I should talk to her mother again, whether or not she deserved it or not. I assured her that I would talk to her soon, and we went home. The next morning I stopped by the office to make sure that Bruce realized why I had changed his design. He looked at it and agreed with me, and when we checked his workstation we realized that my program had several of the design modifiers turned off. After that, I let Denise know that I would be gone for a while. She was the pretty young assistant in her early twenties that Keith and I had hired. At first, Keith had wanted to hire her just so we could look at her as she walked around the office! She was that good looking! I had held off at first, but we hadn't been able to find anyone with the qualifications she had. To our surprise, she had turned out to be ideal in the job. Oh, she still looked unbelievably sexy as she worked, but she had turned out to be a no nonsense office manager. She didn't allow anything out of line and would politely put anyone who tried in his place! Some of the guys in the work crews would occasionally try something but if they persisted she had no qualms about shooting them down in flames. "Mr. Edwards, is everything alright? I mean, you look a little, I don't know, upset?" I had tried to convince Denise for three years to use my first name, but she insisted on being a little formal in the office. I assured her that everything was fine, but she looked at me for a few seconds when I told her that I would be at my lawyer's office. She ended up just nodding her head. Everything went smoothly at the lawyers. I wasn't particularly close to John Evans, but he had always been quietly effect in the past. I was pretty sure that he would be now. He agreed to get the paperwork over to my wife. He asked if I wanted it sent to her at work, and I agreed. I realized that I had no interest in knowing if she was staying in a hotel room or with someone else. Over the next few days things with Louise settled down. It became obvious to her that her mother wasn't coming back and she began to be more comfortable staying in the house. She even felt good enough about it that for the first time in a long time, she and her friends stopped by and spent an evening. I enjoyed their company but made sure that I gave them their privacy while making it very clear that I was in the house. It was almost a week later that I got a call from Sue's lawyer. He politely requested a meeting, and I told him to contact John and set it up. He did tell me that Sue was more than a little upset over some of what was in the paperwork she had received, but I didn't have much to say other than telling him to talk to John. I admit to being a little surprised when Louise told me that her mother had only tried to talk to her on her cell phone a couple of times. Louise had started to not answer her phone if she didn't recognize the number. We sat down and had a long talk about it, and I encouraged her to talk to her mother if she felt like it. It was pretty obvious that she didn't. Finally, the day of the meeting came. It was set up in her lawyer's office for a Tuesday afternoon, and I swung by to pick up John on the way. I sure as hell didn't want to be spending any time with Sue and her lawyer without John there! We walked into the conference room and my lovely wife was sitting there waiting on us. She didn't look quite as business like as she normally did, but I could see very little emotion on her face. Her lawyer started. "There are several of the conditions that are totally unacceptable! First is the matter of the underage child. There is no way that my client is willing to allow her daughter to stay with her father, especially if he is asking for child support! Secondly, there is the matter of financial settlement. Although it is clear that she is has a larger income than Mr. Edwards, it is not really appropriate for her to provide such a large settlement to her husband!" He didn't get much farther. Even though John had tried to talk me out of saying too much, I had managed to convince him that if he just let me say my piece, there would be no arguments left when we all left the office. He didn't know much of the background information, but as I was paying him he agreed to do things my way. "Sue, do you really want to fight about any of this in public? Even in front of our lawyers? Wouldn't you just rather settle this and go on? Despite everything, I don't particularly enjoy this kind of thing." She looked at me, surprise and disdain on her face. It was the first real emotion I had seen from her that day. "What the hell are you talking about? Are you crazy or something? Do you really think that I owe you half of the money I've made during the time we've been married? I went out and busted my ass to be a success, while you've done nothing but sit on your ass and play at running that joke of a 'landscape' business you inherited from your dad! For the last five years, I've made six figures while you don't even make enough to pay for that house we live in! Oh, yeah, I forgot, your parents gave you that, too! What the hell have you done to make you think you deserve either me or my money, you sorry prick!" I sat and let her anger and hatred spill over me. I had accepted the way she felt months before, but it still was a shock to me even if I tried my best not to respond. Once again I found myself wondering what had happened to the wonderful young woman I had met and married. My over riding emotion was sadness that she was so changed, so different. Even so, I had promised Louise that I would try my best to make things as clean and painless as possible. I had to try. "OK, if it's the money that's the biggest issue with you, I'll forget about taking what I think is my fair share of your worth, even though it was gained while we were married and while I was helping to support you." I could feel John's stunned gaze as I gave up what would undoubtedly be a considerable amount of money. "Is that acceptable to you?" Her lawyer appeared to be just as surprised as John. He and my soon to be ex-wife huddled together. She was now looking at me with the same look of arrogance and contempt that I had first noticed about seven months ago. I hoped that she would be willing to accept what I was offering, but being the hard charging young business star that she was, I was pretty sure she wouldn't. Her contempt for me had probably been there for a lot longer, but I had first noticed it when she had sneered at the Ohio University Alumni invitation to a get together last fall. "Oh my God, I didn't realize that a country school like that even had an Alumni association! And do they send them out to just anyone?" She had graduated from a Ivy league school, and had done so in three years. It had been expected of her, as all of her family was very smart and hard working. She had inherited the best and the worst of her family's traits. We had met when her family had hired my dad's company to take care of their yard. They lived in Dublin, a nice suburb of Columbus that was a large customer base for our business. We had met and fallen in love. I was several years older than her, and completely different than most of the men that she new. I had never felt the need to brag or tell everyone everything about myself. When I had tried to tell my fiancé about my degrees from OU, she had appeared to be not interested and began telling me about how wonderful Brown University had been. It should have been a sign, but I was too in love with her to see the signs. After they whispered for a few minutes, her lawyer started to talk again. "My client is glad that you agree that you have no rights to her personal worth, even though it was in fact earned while the two of you were married. However..." He was going to say more but I interrupted him. "That's very nice of her to agree. However, if I'm going to give up any claims to half of her earnings, my lawyer feels it only fair that she also agree to give up any and all rights to any share of my worth. Since she feels it is so negligible, I presume it won't be much of an issue?" John was looking at me again, but being a lawyer he had a very good poker face and none of his surprise showed. The two of them again conferred quietly, and Sue's poisonous contempt and arrogance took charge of her as I had hoped that it would. Her lawyer argued with her for a long time, but she overruled him. "As far as the child support and my having custody, Sue, do you really want to have Louise around all the time? Do you want to try the 'loving mother' act again? Or is this just about the money again?" I could see the anger as it built in her face. "Fuck you, you sorry bastard! Just because I have to go out and earn a living while you spend all your time with our daughter doesn't make you any better than me!" She was spraying moisture on the table she was so angry. "What makes you think you're any better parent than I am? Just because you give in to her and let her do what she wants?" I sighed. Apparently, she wasn't going to give in. She wanted to rub my nose in her victory and make me pay for it. This type of attitude had paid off for her in her business career; most people she dealt with saw only the pretty, attractive young woman and not the nasty viper she had become. "All, right, if you want it this way, you can have it this way. I only promised our daughter that I would try. Shall I list the reasons why I should have custody?" "Number one. You left home almost a month ago. When was the last time you talked to your daughter, the one that you love so much that you want to have with you all the time?" Sue's face, for the first time, showed some concern. "Well, since you don't seem to remember, let me refresh your memory. It was four day before you left on your 'trip to Dallas'. The one that you didn't really go on. Remember that? No, I can tell from the look on your face that you don't. Your daughter was trying to tell you about the play at school she was going to be in, and ask you if you were going to be able to go. To be honest, she didn't really want you there, but her counselor wanted her to ask you." Sue was looking just a little uncomfortable. I wasn't sure if it was the realization that I knew she had not really gone to Dallas or what I was saying about Louise. "Oh, that's right, you don't know about Louise having a counselor, do you? Why the hell would you know, right? When was the last time you had any interest in anything that wasn't about you? Would you like to know why she is seeing a counselor?" She just sat and stared at me. She didn't look nearly as confident and arrogant as she had only a few minutes before. "I'll take your silence as a yes. Well, about three months ago, she came home early from school. She wasn't feeling very well, and the school had learned over the years not to bother to call you, so they called me instead. I told her to have them drop you off at home and that I would take off early to make sure she was all right. You were supposed to be gone off on another of your all-important 'business trips', so she assumed that she was the only one in the house. She opened the back door and dropped her books of on the kitchen table. She went up to her room to take a nap, when she gets a surprise as she walks by our bedroom door." I was watching Sue's face and it was obvious that she was afraid of what I was going to say. Her hand rose from the table as if to try to stop me, her mouth was open but she wasn't able to say anything. "I can see that you've got a pretty good clue as to what she saw. Yes, oh yes, in her parents bedroom, on our bed, she gets her first sex education show. I never did get too much out of her, and I didn't want to push her to get any details from her, but it was pretty clear that you and your wonderful boss had decided to celebrate something. She did say that you were face down on the bed, with your ass up in the air and that he was behind you attacking you. At least, that's what she thought until she could hear what you were saying between your moans and screams." I knew I didn't have to go into any more detail. There were tears running down her face and pain and embarrassment had replaced the arrogance on her face. Her lawyer looked more than a little sick. "That was about the time that she started to avoid you, but you probably didn't notice, did you? You were so busy being a 'success' that you didn't even notice that you had already failed in the most important job you would ever have. So many 'important' business dinners to attend, so much networking to do; no time for a family! You didn't even notice when your thirteen-year-old daughter stopped talking to you!!" Was It Worth It? "I took her to a doctor because she couldn't stop crying all the time. Not that you were there to notice, of course. Although I was so angry with you that wanted to hit you, I tried to call you that evening and you didn't have time to listen, you and your boss/lover were leaving to go to some conference or other. You didn't even give me a chance to tell you that I was at in a doctor's office with our panic stricken daughter; you were too busy being a 'success'!" By know my own anger was becoming too much for me to control and my voice was rising. I realized that I was bending over the table towards Sue but I couldn't control myself any more. Sue looked as if she were slowly collapsing into herself. I didn't care. "That time, you were gone for over a week. By the time you got back, I was in control of myself and Louise was much more stable. She started to spend as much time away from the house as she could, not that you even had a clue. She would start crying every time she saw you, but you never caught on, not even once. Too many other, more important things going on in your exciting, important life! Believe it or not, your daughter whom you never paid any attention to made me promise that I wouldn't go to a lawyer and get a divorce. She was afraid that somehow it was her fault!! A thirteen-year-old, afraid that somehow, it was her fault that her mother was a slut, cheating on her father with another man!" I was so angry, and yet so tired of the farce that I had lived for so many months. "God damn you to Hell." I couldn't even say it with any passion, not even for my daughter's sake. "I hope you burn in hell for what you've done to her. And to me, for that matter. I hope you precious 'career' was worth it. Was it? Huh?" "Well, now you know why I acted the way I did when finally came to me and asked me for a divorce. It was everything I could do to keep from jumping up and down with joy. I may have promised our daughter that I wouldn't ask you for a divorce, but that didn't apply to you asking me for one!" There was a moment of silence in the room as I quit talking. Not even John had known the details before, and I could see that he was a little shaken. Sue's lawyer definitely looked sick to his stomach, and couldn't make himself look at his client. Sue looked much older and less attractive than she had when she I had walked into the room. Slowly, quietly, I started talking again. "After I got her calmed down and as close to normal as possible after she saw you fucking your boss in our marital bed, I began to gather information. Did you know that Denise's dad is an investigator? Normally, he works for the Delaware county sheriff's office, but he takes on private cases when he can. It didn't take him long to find out the goods on you and Larry. You didn't even bother to try to hide things, did you? Why should you? You were married to a trusting dolt who wasn't smart enough to catch you, weren't you? He was so stupid and gullible he would never have a clue, until you came to him after spending three days in bed in a hotel room with your boss while you were supposed to be on a 'business trip'. Was it supposed to break my heart when you told me? Was I supposed to cry and beg you to stay?" She was sitting across from me, tears running down her face, ruining her perfect makeup. I couldn't help wondering what she was crying about. Was it because she got caught? Was she upset about what she did to our daughter, or because others now knew what she was like? I was pretty sure it wasn't because of what she had done to me! "Yeah, Denise's dad George told me more than I really wanted to know. The complaints from the couple in the next room about a month ago in Cleveland. Do you remember that? Oh, I would have thought that would be a red-letter day in a young, successful businesswoman like you! Don't you remember? Well, maybe it wasn't such a big deal to you by then. That was the day that you and your boss signed the deal with the group that owns radio stations in four or five of the biggest cities in the Northwest. Surely that would be a big event to even such a wonderful business success as you!" She was still crying but her mouth had now opened in horror. She was trying to stop me from talking but I went on anyway. "Well, maybe our lawyers would be interested in the way big business works. I mean, they probably don't get much of a chance to hear about the inner workings of exciting deals like this one!" I turned to John. He had a sick look on his face even though he had no idea what I was going to say. "Oh, yes, my lovely wife and her boss are in the business of negotiating between business that are trying to come to an agreement. That's one of the reasons she always has to travel so much. Well, a group of businessmen in New York wanted to buy into group that has a string of successful radio stations in Cleveland, Chicago and several other large markets. Now, this group of businessmen just happened to be a group of black men who have done pretty well for them selves. They knew that they would probably have to sell at least part of their venture to the guys from New York, even if they didn't want to. So they came to their meeting with Larry and Sue with some very bad attitudes." I paused for a few seconds. Sue had quit trying to shut me up and her head was hanging down as I continued. "Apparently, Larry and Sue let just a little too much of their arrogance show during negotiations. The black owners agreed, but there was one stipulation that didn't get written down." I waited for a few seconds again, letting the tension build. Both of the lawyers looked as if they wanted to get up and walk out of the room, but couldn't force themselves to do it. "About 1:00 AM the folks in the rooms next door to the room Larry and Sue had complained to the hotel about the shrieking enough that they finally sent up the house detective. It seems that the stipulation the five businessmen had insisted upon before signing was that they be allowed to introduce my lovely wife to the joys of anal sex with black men. Now, she probably wasn't an anal virgin, although I certainly can't say one way or another. That was something that in all our years of marriage I was never privileged enough to be allowed. She would always give me a look of disgust and tell me how 'sick' I was." "But what a difference it makes when an important contract is in the balance, eh, Sue? Apparently, not all black men have dicks the size of horses. She didn't scream too much while the first three sodomized her. In fact, according to the statements of some of the businessmen there, she actually seemed to enjoy it quite a bit!" I could see the bright red color rise from my wife as I enjoyed telling that part. "Hey, maybe you should have let me try it years before when I wanted it, huh? But then again, these guys were expert ass fuckers, weren't they Sue? They had her suck and deep throat each of them, making sure she slobbered as much spit on them as possible before they took her ass. I wouldn't have known to do that, would I Sue? But to continue; even though she was well lubed up and she had sucked on each dick before it went up her once tight little asshole, and even though she had been pretty well reamed out enough that her asshole wouldn't close down completely even when there wasn't a nice black cock in it, the last two guys were big enough to cause her a little pain before the pleasure kicked back in." "It was while the first big black cock was working it's way up her ass that she did most of the shrieking and screaming. By the time the hotel detective arrived, she had settled down to a lot of low shouting and begging. Oh, not for him to stop, but for him to please continue! When they let him into the room the guy reaming her out with his oversize cock didn't even stop. Since the noise level was now down to an acceptable level, the detective didn't feel that he really needed to put a stop to anything either. It was pretty apparent to him by that time that Sue here was enjoying herself immensely. She made more noise begging him NOT to stop than anything else. And when he finished, the last guy stepped up and sunk what the detective swears was a foot-long dick as big around as a beer can into her ass! Oh, she did a little screaming and crying when he first worked it into her, but one of the other guys was shoving his cock that had just come out of her ass down her throat to hold the noise down. His sworn description, which I have a copy of somewhere and can bring to any hearing if necessary, is that Sue began 'cooing' and 'purring' as this monster cock split her asshole open as he worked it back and forth. "Yeah, really. That's the words he used. He might be a little bit of a poet. His report is quite interesting to read. I can send you a copy, if you like. It's probably a real shame he didn't have a camera so he could get some pictures for you Sue. You could put them on the wall next to all your other awards for your business activities!" Sue now had her head down on the conference table and her tears were leaking through her hands onto the oak tabletop. Not even her own lawyer offered her tissues or a handkerchief. There was no more talk about problems with the settlement that John had drawn up for me. As I had agreed, she did not have to give me any of her money, but she had to agree that she wanted nothing from me. I didn't insist on child support. Louise had already told me that unless it was absolutely required, she wanted nothing at all from her mother. I assured her that I had enough money that I didn't need anything from her mother. The divorce became final in due time. Sue had the rights to see Louise every other weekend, but after the first time she tried to spend a weekend with her she gave up. I don't know exactly what happened, but she never tried it again. Louise is growing up into a wonderful young woman. It's a little hard on her dad sometimes, when she and her girlfriends start teasing and picking on me, but they never get really mean about it. I know Louise appreciates how hard it is for me sometimes, and her friends seem too also. So I'm not any good at going to a store and helping her pick out a dress for a dance; she just goes with her friends and their moms instead. Overall, she's a really good kid and we have learned to work together. One of the consequences of what she went through with her mother is that I never have to worry about her or what she is doing. She always makes sure to keep me informed. I was a little worried for a while about how she felt about sex, but after an embarrassing but fruitful talk with her I am pretty sure she has developed a normal curiosity about boys! The really sad thing about all of this is that if Sue had not had such a disdainful view of me and my business, she would have been a lot better off. Her boss, Larry, ended up getting a divorce from his wife. It seems that somehow, she learned of his long-term affair with one of his employees. She caught the two of them in the act when she showed up unexpectedly at his hotel room in Kansas City. She was a little more spiteful than I was and filed a suit against my ex-wife and the company they worked for. Both of them got fired even though Larry's wife didn't get anything from the company. I don't really think she cared at all. Larry didn't keep Sue around very long after that. He supposedly moved to Tennessee and found himself a younger version. Sue was left with no job and no man to take advantage of her. Since it became public how she became such a success in the business world, no respectable business would hire her. The last I heard of her was that she was selling used cars in Portsmouth, a small town in southern Ohio. And that she has found another black guy with a large cock to keep her happy. Whether he's taking advantage of her or not is still up for debate, but I hear that he has a string of other women whom he takes care off. What about me? Well, I ended up letting some of the other guys, with Denise's help, run the 'worthless' little landscape business my folks left me. Just recently, there was a huge housing development along Home Road in Delaware country, and they got the lion's share of the contracts. Denise and the guys are offering to buy the business from me, and their current offer is five million. I'm thinking about making a counter offer of four million. Hey. I don't really need the money! It turns out that a local software developer heard about the little landscaping package I had developed for our shop. They tested it out and offered me another four million for it! The only real problem I have is my lack of trust with women. I don't have any problem finding them, and getting them in bed. But every time I start to get close to one and find myself trusting them I freak out and they end up leaving me fairly quickly. I guess that's the price I have to pay, but I still have hopes for the future. Louise is always helpful, and even goes so far as to point out women to me when we're out together. It's a little embarrassing. I look around at the disaster that my ex-wife caused and wonder if it was worth it to her.