89 comments/ 60802 views/ 60 favorites When Carmine Asks By: Firsttimeguy There weren't any signs. There was no strange car in the driveway. No trail of clothes from the living room up to the bedroom. There were no sounds of "Fuck me harder" echoing through the house. I didn't feel too well so after my morning meeting, I decided to head home. Being the boss you could do things like that. It took me by complete shock when I walked into the bedroom. There was my wife of two years, facing me on all fours on the bed being pounded from behind by some guy. I saw why there was no noise. She had a ball gag in her mouth, a blindfold covering her eyes and a leash around her neck. He stopped thrusting when he looked up and saw me. We stared at each other for about ten seconds before he said with a smirk: "Would you mind closing the fucking door and giving us some privacy." He went back to sliding his cock into my wife as she reached up and pulled off her blindfold. There was a slight look of shock on her face, which was quickly replaced by an annoyed look. It was a look that screamed "How dare you interrupt when I am getting dicked?" I did the only thing I could do. I fought back the tears and I charged headfirst at the asshole. I would love to tell you that I snatched him by the hair, caved his forehead in with thunderous right hands before dragging him down the stairs and tossing his ass into the street. But I don't live in a fairytale. The good guys with the white hats don't always win where I am from. When I was right with striking distance, he struck first. He shot out a quick left jab that caught me dead square in the face, breaking my noise immediately. The blood started to flow, my eyes got teary and I couldn't see. He doubled me over with two gut shots. I grabbed at my gut and left my face exposed. He brought up his knee and it connected with my face sending painful shockwaves through my body. I landed on my back. He stomped at my chest twice before I raised my arm to fend him off. He stomped on my forearm and I heard the bone snap. "Mike, he's had enough. Stop it. Just leave. I will call you later." That was the last I heard before passing out. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I woke up groggy and I knew right away I was in the hospital. I also knew I was in bad shape because everything hurt. I had enough strength to look over and see my wife Jenny sitting in the chair. "Are you ok?" she asked. I turned my head and looked out the window. It was a stupid question and it deserved no answer. "I'm sorry. You weren't supposed to find out like that." "Like that? You mean you wanted me to find out but not like that." She turned her head away from me and said "Yes." I said "You need to explain this to me. Who is this guy? How long has it been going on? Why?" My mind was going a mile a minute. "You are not going to like the answers. But it's time the truth came out. Michael was my boyfriend in college before we started dating. We never stopped seeing each other. He was getting tired of waiting to be with me. So we decided that since the plan wasn't working, that it was time to cut the losses and move on." "What the fuck are you talking about? What plan?" "You were so smart in High School and college. Voted most likely to succeed. You had such potential. Then you went and started that computer software company and I thought that nothing could stop you. But you haven't made anything for yourself. The plan was to wait for you to make some good money, some real money and then I was going to divorce you. I was going to take my half and Mike and I were going to go off into the sunset. He got tired of seeing me once a week and when you left town on business. When we realized that you weren't going to make anything of yourself, we just stopped being as careful as before." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die. She couldn't be serious could she? She married me only for the money she thought I was going to make? I couldn't stand the mere sight of her. "NURSE! Get her out of here. Jenny, just get the hell out my sight. I don't ever want to see you again. You can have your divorce you sneaky bitch. NURSE!!" I started to hit the morphine button repeatedly as fast as I could. I didn't want to feel the pain. Not the physical pain, the pain of her breaking my heart. "I am sorry, Nicky. I didn't want you getting hurt. That's the truth. I just wanted this whole thing to be over and get on with my life." She grabbed her jacket and headed for the door. "Believe me", I said. "It's not over." "I am sorry Nicky. But it is." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I wasn't all that popular in high school or college. I had one or two close friends and that was about it. I spent most of my lunch hours eating alone. So I was a little shocked and a little hesitant when Jenny, the 5'7" 135lb blond bombshell head cheerleader, asked me if she could sit with my at lunch at the start of my junior year In college. I was sure I was being set up for some practical joke. I had gotten my fair share of wedgies, swirlies and purple nurples in high school. I expected college to be different. The physical abuse had subsided but the mental abuse and the name calling kept on. I am what you would call a nerd. I stand 5'10" and I weigh a measly 165lbs. I am not athletic at all and spent most of time with my nose buried in a book or watching a movie. "Mind if I sit here?" She asked a second time. "With me?" I asked. "Of course with you. I have something to talk to you about. More like a favor to ask. You went to central high, right?" "Yes" I managed to stammer out. "I am having trouble with some of my classes and I could really use a tutor. I know you were smart in High School. We might not have talked but I knew about everyone who went there. Anyway most girls hate me because I am pretty and the head cheerleader so they won't tutor me. And most guys think it's a free pass to get into my pants for the same reason when I try to get them to tutor me. I really don't want to flunk out so I figured I would ask you." "So I am a safe choice?" "I am not trying to insult you but yeah. You are a safe choice. Plus when studying gets to be a bit rough, we can at least talk about the old school and do the old where are they now routine. What do you say?" "I appreciate the honesty. I won't commit to anything long term. Let's do one study session and see where it goes. Deal?" She said "Deal. Here is my address and phone number. Call me later and we can set up a time. I really appreciate this." That was how little old nerdy me got to spend time with the hot head cheerleader. Our sessions started out strictly studying but the more we got together the less it was studying and we started talking more about ourselves, what we wanted out of life and where we saw ourselves in a few years. We spoke about our families, our passions and I even told her about the company I wanted to open. The more we talked and the more she opened up, the more I fell for her. Her hotness was just an incredible bonus. Her apartment was always like an oven and she wore the skimpiest shorts and tiniest tops. I didn't want to be like the other guys (and embarrass myself) by asking her out so I never did. But god did I want to. I ached having to spend that much time with her every day and not having more. Then one day, she hit me with the surprise. "Get dressed. We are going out tonight. Dinner and then a party", she said when I picked up the phone. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I am taking you out on a date. I know you are too nice a guy to ask, especially after I told you about my other male tutors. But I think we have gotten to know each other on a personal level. I think we should go out on a real date and see what happens." "I don't know about this. I mean look at me. What would someone who looks like you want with someone who looks like me? I have seen all the other guys you dated. I am not your type. You go for the athletic, ripped muscle, spikey gel haired guys." "First of all, yes, let look at you. You are smart, funny, have a great personality and best of all, you are a real person. A person with real fear, real hopes, real dreams. Second, yes, you are not like all the other guys I have dated. And there have been a lot of them. You know why? Cause it never works. They cheat, they have egos, and they treat me like crap. I think it's time I start looking outside of my type to find a guy to be with." She had me there, so off to dinner we went. We drew quite a few looks when we walked into the restaurant hand in hand. Looks at her since she was crazy hot and looks at me wondering how the hell I had pulled off a date with her. Dinner went off ok. She did a little bit of flirting and touching. I was nervous as hell and just tried to not make an ass of myself. While we were waiting for the check she told me: "There is no need to be this nervous. It we don't click, we can still be friends. You will be no worse off then you were yesterday, so you would have lost nothing. But if you loosen up and we do click, just think of what you could gain." Again, she had me there. We got to the party and she introduced me to a few of her friends. Oddly enough there were no weird looks, no stares and no animosity from her friends. I got along with two girls and one guy really well as they were all movie buffs like me. And then came the part of the night I had dreaded. A big muscled out linebacker was making a bee line for Jenny. My heart jumped into my throat as I tried to come to grips that I was about to lose her. "Hey sweetie, you want to dance?" he said, slurring his words from too much beer. "No thanks. I am with a date" she said, nodding in my direction. "That guy? You can't be serious?" "Of course I am serious" Jenny said. "This guy is a loser. Now or later, you know you are going to end up with me so let's just save some time." "Loser? He is here with the head cheerleader. You are going to get drunker, jerk off to some gay porn and pass out. We must have very different definitions of what a loser is." I couldn't help it but I let out a giggle. "What the fuck are you laughing at? You think because you brought her here, that you are leaving with her? She is leaving with me. You are nothing. I am a star football player. You got no bedroom skill. She knows I am going to do my best to pound.." This was it. Do or die time. If I was going down I was going down in flames. I mustered up my best Sean Connery impersonation and Cut him off with this line: "Your best? Losers always whine about their best. Winners go home and fuck the prom queen." That got a huge laugh from the whole crowd. He started to tense up but his buddy came over, calmed him down and he walked away with his tail between his legs. It was turning out to be a good night. When I took Jenny home, I walked her to the door. She gave me a kiss that made my knees week. "I may not be the prom queen but I still would love it if you come in and spend the night." We made love three times that night. I wasn't a virgin before but I wasn't all that experienced either. She changed that. We went slowly at first so she could explain things to me. Touch here, lick here, and don't touch there. We made love missionary and looked into each other's eyes. It was beautiful. By the end of the night we were fucking. I was behind her doing her doggie and she was screaming out her orgasms. Sounds of skin slapping and "Fuck me" and "Oh yes" filled the apartment. It was animalistic. Her neighbors banged on the walls at one point we were so loud. That night we became a couple and spent all our time together. She moved in with me 2 months later. 2 years later we had a great three week stretch. We graduated, got married, went on a honeymoon and when we got home I had opened my business. Things were great. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Wow. You look like shit." My brother Anthony had a way with words. I knew he would be there the second time I woke up. He wouldn't be there the same time as Jenny. To say they didn't like each other was an understatement. He always thought she had an angle and she thought that I idolized him too much and lived in his shadow. He did love me though. When I had talked to him about starting my own business, he had me explain to him what my plan for the business was. After I told him, he asked what I needed to start the business. I told him I needed to take out a loan for $50,000 for start up. He made a phone call and when he hung up the phone he told me he would have the 50 grand the following day. He wouldn't even let me pay him back. He told me he would give me all the start up money for 20% silent partnership in my business. He may not have believed in my company but he believed in me. "How bad is it? I wasn't awake long the last time and never asked. My whole body hurts", I confided in him. "It's pretty bad. Broken nose, two black eyes, some cuts and bruises. The worst is the broken forearm. Doc says that should take about 6 weeks to heal. Nicky, why didn't you call me? You know I could have helped." "Anthony, I just found out that day. I had no idea. No clue. I must have been blind. There had to have been signs" I started to trail off. I was waiting for him to tell me he told me so. He did warn me about her but I didn't listen. He had a heart to heart with me when I sold the program. A year after I started the software company I came up with an interesting piece of software. I won't bore you with any details but it is something that is commonly found in most cell phones these days. A big name cell phone company bought the idea from me. I turned over all my paperwork on the program and they gave me 2.5 million up front, with half of one percent on the sale of every device that included my program. My brother brokered the deal. His 20% got him a half million dollars. He asked me to hide the money from Jenny. He told me that she would burn through that money in no time flat. "She is my wife. How could I hide money from her?" "It's simple. I know a little about banking laws. I could hide it for you in an offshore account. I will put $100,000 cash in a safety deposit box in case of an emergency and hide the rest. Not forever mind you. Just give her a few years to prove she is a worthy wife. Mom and Dad made me promise that I would look out for you as your older brother. That's all I am doing." He knew where to hit me. He knew how much I looked to our parents for advice when it came to such things. Since they passed in the car accident, I began looking to him. I didn't like it, but I did what he asked with the deal being that we would give Jenny two years before telling her about the money. It was the only time I lied to my wife. Little did I know at the time that a little less than a year later I would catch her cheating. "Get dressed; I am springing you from this hospital. The ladies will love the look. Nothing like a sympathy bang" Anthony said as he threw me some fresh clothes. "NO. I got mugged and decided not to give up my wallet. They got rough. That's the story. No one gets the truth. Besides, the doctor said I couldn't be released any earlier then tomorrow" I said, a little confused. "Just think of it as early parole." When he wheeled me to the front of the hospital, Anthony helped me to my feet. He said: "Here is the plan. We are going to send you away for a while to let your arm heal. I don't want that bitch seeing you around town like that. And then..." He stopped speaking suddenly. I looked up to see where he was looking. He was looking directly at a mountain of a man. The guy had to be 6'2 240lbs of solid muscle. He wore a black suit with a black silk t-shirt and a small gold cross hanging from a gold chain around his neck. He was bald and had a goatee. He was standing next to a Lincoln Town car with the back door open. He didn't move or say anything. "Change of Plans, we are going to see Carmine" Anthony said in a serious tone. "When Carmine asks, you don't say no." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ There are a few things you need to know about my brother. He is probably smarter than I am. He is a lot shorter, topping out at maybe 5'6 and he is a little overweight with a pot belly. He also got picked on a lot in high school. Unlike me he did not use it as motivation to make him into something better. He used it to make him into something worse. He hardly ever spoke about it, but he did tell me some things from time to time so I had some idea of what his life was like in case anything happened. Anthony decided to use his talent for math, money and computers to do some work outside the law. Also, Anthony worked for Carmine. I only met Carmine once. My brother took me out for a celebratory dinner after he closed the deal for the program. We went to a little Italian place off the beaten path. The owner, Carmine, came over and said hello to my brother. My brother introduced me to Carmine. Carmine said "Nice to finally meet the man who took my $25,000 and turned it into a quarter mil. Legit no less. It was greatly appreciated. Enjoy your meal. On the house." He said nothing else, turned and walked away. I knew who Carmine was. I had seen his face on the news every once in a while. The reporters always used buzzwords when talking about Carmine. They used words like "RICO", "Racketeering" and the one they used most...."Mafia". It was then that Anthony told me he worked for Carmine (although he never told me what he did). He explained how he called Carmine to get some money that Carmine had owed him. He told Carmine about my plan. "You believe this computer thing he is going to make will work." "Carmine, to be honest, I don't know. But I trust my brother" Anthony told him. That was enough for Carmine. He had Anthony's 25 grand and 25 grand of his own the next day. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ We got to Carmine's restaurant in about a half hour. Lou the mountain (the guy who picked us up at the hospital), walked us into the restaurant, past the tables, through the kitchen into an office in the back. Carmine sat behind a big oak desk. I was just about to sit down when I heard a door open. I turned my head as a vision of beauty came through the side door. She was gorgeous. I could tell she was a bit young, maybe just 21. She had an hourglass figure with a nice 36C chest and her hostess outfit hugged every curve. She had an exotic look that I took to be Latina and not Italian. "No Hun" she said. "Don't sit on the chair, sit on the couch. It will be better for your arm. Can I get you guys a drink or something to eat" she said as she fixed the pillows next to me so I could keep my arm elevated. I kept waiting for the look of pity but it never came. "These guys are good Becky. Could you leave us alone for a while" Carmine said as he motioned to the door. She swayed as she walked away. I stared at her ass and was wondering to myself how many times Carmine had bent that fine ass over the couch I was now sitting on. Good thing it was leather. When she was out the door, Carmine started. "That Becky, Rebecca, is a good kid. She had kind of a rough upbringing. Drunken mom, abusive dad. I have taken her under my wing. She works here to keep her away from going home. She asked me not to get involved or make her family "disappear". But I will make damn sure that girl graduates college and can make something for herself so she can pull herself up out of that situation." I immediately respected Carmine. I knew he wasn't fucking her. He could have used that situation to his advantage. Instead he used everything in his power to put her on a good path. When Carmine Asks "So, I hear you got women troubles" Carmine said as I shot my brother a dirty look. "Don't blame him. He didn't tell me. Let me explain something to you about your brother. Without going into detail he works for me and we make a lot of money together. He is a very loyal employee and I appreciate that from him. He don't laugh at my jokes when I am not funny, he doesn't agree with me when I say the Royals will win the world series and he tells me what he thinks whether it agrees with what I think or not. Always in a respectful way. For that he is my friend. My genuine friend. I appreciate his friendship more than his loyalty as an employee. So when I see my friend going through some hardship, like he did the other day when he found out about what happened to you, I make it my business to find out what is bothering my friend and help in any way I can. So tell me about Jenny." I went over the whole story. How we met, the marriage, catching her cheating and the visit she paid me in the hospital. He sat there expressionless, just taking in the whole story and all the details. It felt good to finally let it all out. When I was done he asked me: "So what are you going to do?" "I am going to go with Anthony's plan. Lay low for a few months, stick my head up just long enough to sell my business and then disappear. Between the money I had been sitting on and the money from the sale of the company I could live comfortably in the Caribbean somewhere." He leaned in, looked me dead in the eyes and asked: "But what do you really want to do?" I sighed. "Honestly? I want to make them pay. I want to make them feel like they made me feel" I said as I look down. "Good. Enough of this turning tail and run shit. Let's work on a plan." "I wouldn't even know where to begin. She called him Mike. That's all I remember. I couldn't even pick him out of lineup if I had to." Carmine reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a folder and tossed it over to me. "Mike Downes" Carmine said. "6'0" tall weighing 195lbs, brown hair. Works as a mechanic. Went to the same college as you two and dated her before you two got together. Must have been where they worked up the plan for her to marry you and take you for all you were worth. He is originally from a small town in Arizona where his mother still lives. He still calls her three times a week. All her vitals are there as well." He had it all. Pictures, times, dates. Everything we needed to find a place to hit him where it hurt. I knew where to hit Jenny. I just needed an in to do it. The three of us came up with a plan. We just had to wait a few months till my arm healed to pull it off. "Now that we got all that out of the way, I need to concentrate on a bigger problem. Becky is starting to slip in some her classes and I need to find her some help" Carmine said. "I can help her. No funny business. If you got space here, I could come by here and tutor her. I got good grades plus I am going to need to find something to occupy my time while my arm heals. My head programmer is running the office since I can't exactly meet with clients like this." I knew waiting was going to be agonizing. I wanted to get revenge right away, but I knew I needed two arms to do it. At least now I had something to occupy my time. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was three and a half months since I had found out that Jenny cheated on me. The house we lived in was her parents so my brother grabbed whatever little I had there when I was in the hospital. I was out of the house for two days before she moved Mike in. Things were going great for them. Jenny had filed for divorce after cutting her losses (she never knew about the hidden money). She just wanted out from me. Their world started to cave one Friday night as they were leaving the house for date night. As they walked to their car in the driveway, Lou the mountain stepped out in front of Mike. "Someone wants to have a word with you. My car is over there. Let's go. Your bitch needs to stay here" Lou said. Mike protested. "Now wait just one second...." "You can walk with me to the car and sit in the back seat or I can drag you to the car and you ride in the trunk. Your call, but you are coming with me." Mike turned to Jenny. "You should stay here. I don't know who this guy is or what he wants. I am sure it's just some misunderstanding. But if you don't hear from me in 2 hours call the cops." Lou led Mike to the same office that I met Carmine in. Lou told Mike to sit and Carmine went about his business for about 5 minutes, letting Mike just sit there and sweat it out. Then Carmine said: "Do you know who I am?" Mike was breathing heavy and thought he might hyperventilate. "Yes Sir. I know who you are." "Good. That will save us a lot of time. Take this cell phone. Sometime over the next few days it will ring. Only one person has this number. When it rings, you answer it and stay on the phone till the other person hangs up. After that, you come here and meet me at noon a week from Sunday. Do you understand these instructions?" Mike barely got out an audible "Yes." "Good. If you deviate in any way, tell anyone including your bitch about what we discussed, the cell phone or anything, it will be bad for you. Try to run or leave town and it will be very bad, for you and her. Do you understand that?" Again Mike just uttered "Yes." "Good. Now get out of my sight." With that, Mike's meeting with Carmine was over. He had no idea why he was called, what he did to be called to meet Carmine or who would be calling him on the phone or what they would discuss. Mike did know that he would follow the instructions to the letter. Because when Carmine asks, you don't say no. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The anticipation of waiting for the phone call was killing Mike. He was on edge, moody and very short tempered, especially towards Jenny. He decided to go for a drink, leaving her home. He pulled up outside the bar and just as he was about to get out of the car, the moment he was waiting for arrived. The phone rang. He picked it up and said "Hello?" I was on the other end and I told him "Set it so we can video chat." When he hit the button and my face popped up on his screen, he said "Do I know you?" "Of course it would be something that you don't remember. But I remember it very well. I am Jenny's soon to be ex-husband." "Shit" he said realizing that this was the type of phone call that would not go well for him. His mind ran a mile a minute. How did Nicky know Carmine? What did they have in store for him? Tons of more questions shot through Mike's head. Panic started to set in. "I want you to see something" I said. "I have my earpiece in so no one can hear you but me." Mike was paying close attention to every detail as I started to walk. The quick glimpses he got made him realize that I was someplace that he knew but couldn't quite place. "Baby, are you done in the bathroom? I am so fucking horny I am dripping all over my couch." The voice came from off screen but Mike recognized it the minute he had heard it. It was the first voice he had ever heard. It was his mother's voice. Then he realized why everything looked familiar. It hit him that I was in his Mom's house in Arizona. "Sorry. Got a phone call from a friend. Say hello to my buddy Barry" I said, coming up with a random name for Mike. "You son of a bitch" was all Mike could muster as I turned the view on my phone so he could see his mother but she couldn't see him. She was on the couch using her finger to flick her clit as she waited for me. She was in thigh highs and high heels and nothing else. "Barry is a pervert like us. He likes to watch, don't you Barry? Why don't you get on all fours so you can show Barry what a great ass you have?" "Mmm...Barry...You friend has been fucking me all day and told me he has some surprise for me. Do you like my ass Barry?" His mom said, while turning herself over and bending over the back of the couch. "Hey, why don't we let Barry decide what he wants to see? Barry, you want to watch me pound her soaking pussy or do you want to watch her swallow my cock and tongue my balls?" I said. "Please don't do this?" Mike begged. "He is having a hard time deciding. He wants to watch both so he can't seem to decide. What do you think?" "My pussy could use another good fucking but I just love when you cum in my mouth. You shove your cock all the way into my throat when you cum that it gets caught in my nasal passage and just drips into my throat for a while. I fucking love that" she moaned. "Pussy" Mike finally said. "Barry is such a dirty boy, he made his choice. Spread those ass cheeks. He wants to watch me bury my cock in your ass." "What the fuck?" Mike yelled. "I have only done that once and it hurt like hell. Just make sure you go slowly" she said. I made Mike watch for 10 minutes as I lubed up her ass and invaded her with a few fingers. She was moaning. Mike was audibly shaken. I lubed up my cock and pushed my cock against her opening. It took a while but she took it all. She was burying her head in the pillow when I started pounding her nice and hard. I thought I heard a sob when I pulled out and came all over her back. "Whew...that was good" I said, as the doorbell rang. "Oh, my surprise is here. Barry, we have to go. Hope you enjoyed the show. Don't forget, we are still on for lunch Sunday. I'll see you there." I hung up abruptly as I went to answer the door. Mike sat in his car for over an hour before driving home. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ When Mike walked into our lunch meeting he was pissed off at me. He would have broken his foot kicking my ass if we weren't at Carmine's place. He knew better than to act up there. Besides that, he had questions he wanted answers to. "I want to know how you got her?" he said as soon as he sat down. "Fair enough question" I said. "I was going to make it happen. It's amazing that her best friend sold her out for only $10,000. Her friend told me everything I need to know about your mom. She told me where I would be able to meet her, things that interested her, what buttons to push to get her to want to know more. It was worth every cent. Turns out your mom was a lot faster to give it up to a guy who was only in town for business for a few weeks." "What now?" He said. "Now? Now we are even for you fucking my wife. I am willing to overlook the money thing. Greed gets the best of people. I am also not upset about the beating. I did charge you first. I doubt you would have stopped fucking my wife to come over to me to kick my ass so I kind of brought that on myself." "Ok" He said as he got up and headed for the door. "We are even for that but we have some other matters for us to discuss. Sit back down. I need to tell you about my surprise for your mother." He sat back down and stared at me with a look of hate. "It turns out that your mom's friend was right. You mom did open up to a stranger that she thought was leaving town and never coming back. One night after I fucked her, oh by the way, that night of the phone call was the fourth time I fucked your mom. Anyway, one night after sex we started talking about fantasies and she was a little hesitant. Then I told her who better to make her fantasies come true than a stranger who she wouldn't have to worry about judging her or running into her at the local supermarket. She was worried that I might think less of her. I convinced her that wouldn't happen and she opened up to me. He two biggest fantasies were to fuck a black guy and have multiple guys as once. So I made her fantasies come true. Told her I had some workers who came with me on the trip that could help with that. It was four black guys at the door when you heard the doorbell ring. They used her for about five hours that night." He was down. But not beat. "Bullshit!" he yelled. "It has to be bullshit." I picked up the remote off the desk and hit play. Sounds of "Oh God I love your big black cock" and "Make me you little white whore" filled the room. I hit stop after only about 30 seconds. He was beat but not beaten. "You are going to do something for me" I said. "Fuck you. Why would I do something for you after this?" He asked "Because if you don't then copies of this DVD will hit everyone's mailbox in your mom's town in Arizona. All her family, all her friends, all her co-workers and all the people at the charity where she donates her time. I could have gone after you but it wouldn't have done any good. I had to go after someone you actually cared about. You did this. You left me no choice. If you do what I ask, then the original and the copy I have will be destroyed." And there it was. The look I had been waiting for. He was a beaten man. "How can I trust that you won't keep any copies? Or that you will even destroy the originals like you say you will? I can't trust you." "You can trust that they will be destroyed because I give you my word that they will be destroyed" Carmine said. That must have been good enough for Mike because he stopped trying to argue it. I laid it all out for him. I told him exactly what I wanted him to do. I told him that when it was done that he could come see me at my apartment. "Is that all? Can I leave?" Mike asked. "There is one more thing. After you finish this thing, you leave town and don't come back. You don't tell anyone that you are leaving or why. Especially Jenny. I just think it works better for everyone this way" Carmine said. Mike agreed. What else could he do? When Carmine asks, you don't say no. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My doorbell rang about 7 weeks later. I opened the door to find Mike standing there. "It's done" He said. "I brought the disk to Carmine. I have an 11 a.m. flight out here tomorrow morning. That will give me time after Jenny leaves for work to pack my stuff and still make the flight." "Ok Mike. You kept your end of the deal and I will keep mine. I will go see Carmine today and tell him to destroy the original and the copies of your mom's DVD. He has had them since the day we met at his office. You know how they say that women date men like their father? I guess it makes sense that men date women like their mother." With that Mike turned and walked away and I never saw him again. I kept my word and went to see Carmine. I told him that he could destroy everything he had on Mike's mom. He told me he would hold onto the disk that Mike gave him until it was time. He said I didn't need to see it. He asked me if there was anything else. "I found a buyer for my company. A good man. He agreed to keep all my current employees around for at least a year and then they will be evaluated. He even put that into the contract. So you will have a check coming to you for your ten percent. Plus those cell phones started to sell so we should start getting checks from those as well." "Good. Good. Now I have something to discuss with you. Becky came to talk to me yesterday." "How did her grades go?" I asked "They went well. She will be graduating on time this coming June thanks to all your help. But that's not what I want to discuss. She came to me yesterday and told me that she would never ask me about my business but that she needed to know what it is exactly that you do for me. When I asked her why she told me that she could never be with someone "in the lifestyle" but that over the time you two spent together that she has grown quite fond of you and was beginning to question whether you two could have some kind of future together. I told her you didn't work for me but that I was helping you go through some personal stuff." "Wow. I mean she is quite attractive, smart, funny and we have a great time together. I just never thought about dating her after the speech you gave me about her tutors the first time we spoke." "Maybe you should think about it. She deserves to be happy. And you're a nice guy. Besides, if you mistreat her in any way you know what I would do to you." He said with a wink. "Believe me, I know" I said, not sure if the wink was meant to mean he was kidding or that he was serious. "Good" Carmine said. "I will hold onto the disk and you just let me know when and how you want me to put it into play. Call me on the phone to give me the details." "Ok" I said as I walked out of his office. That struck me as strange. I knew he hated phones but he wanted me to call him. It didn't make any sense to me but when the time came I would do as he asked. Because when Carmines asks, you don't say no. When I got by the front door to the restaurant I saw Becky by the hostess station. I figured no time like the present. "Hey, I hear that your classes went well." "Yeah. I am so glad that I got past those classes. It's all thanks to you. I don't know how I can ever repay you." "How about you let me take you to dinner? Somewhere other than here. Maybe we go out for a few drinks after." "That sounds an awful lot like a date to me" She said. "Funny. I was thinking the exact same thing." "I would love to, Nick." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I waited ten months before finding the perfect set of circumstances for phase 2. I had all the info I needed so I called the number that carmine had gave me. "Hello?" He asked when he picked up the phone. "It's me." "Do you have the info?" Carmine inquired. "Friday night. 8:00 pm. Hunter's Steak House on Main Street." "It will be done. That bitch will never know what hit her. You have my word." With that, Carmine hung up the phone. I nervously waited around all weekend to hear some news. I didn't hear anything until Monday morning. I walked out of my house and down to where the paperboy left my paper. I bent down to pick it up and then I was engulfed by a huge shadow. I looked up and saw Leo the mountain. "It's done" He said stoically before turning around and walking away. It was over. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I woke up with the sun beaming through a crack in the curtains hitting me right in the eyes. She had kicked the covers off in the middle of the night. God she is beautiful. She sleeps in panties and nothing else. I start to kiss her neck and rub my morning wood against her backside. She moans slightly as her eyes start to open. She turns her head to take the kisses on her neck full on in her mouth. Her tongue darts in and out as she takes my head in her hands. I lean my hand down to start rubbing her pussy but find her hand instead as she is trying to pull off her panties one handed. I give her a hand. When we get them off she rolls on top of me and shoves a tit in my mouth as she grabs my cock and starts to guide it to her warm moist opening. She slides down my pole fully in one motion as I bit her nipple. She proceeds to sit up and reach behind her to rub my balls as she slides her body back and forth, up and down on my hard cock. Her breathing becomes quick and heavy right before she screams out "Oh fuck...I'm Cumming..." I could feel her juices start to run down my balls and thighs as I shot my load deep inside of her. "We have only been married for three days but I could wake up like that for the rest of my life" She said. "Get used to it Becky. I plan on living a nice long life and that means lots of mornings waking up like that" I said. It has been two years since I caught Jenny cheating on me and only three days that I have been married to Becky. We waited till she graduated and got comfortable in her field before taking the plunge. As I sat there watching her put her panties back on, I couldn't help but think how lucky I was. Out of the blue there was a knock at the door. When Carmine Asks "Who bothers a newlywed couple at 9 in the morning on the third day of their honeymoon in Hawaii?" "I'll get it" she said as she put on a robe. She opened the door to find a bellboy there with a cart of room service breakfast. "Oh my god! This is so sweet of you Nicky" she gushed. "Wish I could take the credit but it wasn't me" I admitted. The bellhop said "I was told to deliver you this breakfast along with this. It will explain all." He handed me a padded manila envelope. I gave him a 20 as a tip and closed the door behind him. I wheeled the cart over to the small dining table. We started in on breakfast as I opened the package. It contained a DVD, 5 numbered smaller envelopes and a larger one with the words "READ ME FIRST" written on the front. I opened it up and read it aloud to my new bride. "Congratulations to the two newlyweds. I have to apologize and say that I am quite sorry for not being able to attend the wedding. I knew you two wanted something small and felt that my presence there would have brought some unwanted attention and distraction to your big day. I always wanted nothing but the best for you Becky and decided that staying home was the best way to make your wedding day the best it could be. Come by the restaurant when you two get back. I have a nice gift for the two of you. Becky, I need you to leave Nicky in private for about a half hour. There are some things in those envelopes and on that DVD I need him to see. Nick, Put in the DVD and open the envelope marked number 1 when you are alone. With Love, Carmine." She gave me a kiss on my forehead, told me she was going to shower and that when I was done, we were going to sit by the pool and sip a Mai Tai or two. When she was gone, I did as instructed and popped in the DVD and opened envelope number 1. "Instructions are simple. Hit play on the DVD. When you see a screen that say read envelope number blank, you hit pause and read the envelope before pressing play and continuing with the DVD. If you are ready, hit play." I was totally at a loss for words as I hit play. Not only did I not have any idea of what was on the DVD but I found this whole setup to be way out of character for Carmine. I braced myself for just about anything that I might see. The DVD started with a white screen with black lettering that said "Frank and Anna's 30th wedding anniversary." A black and white security camera from Hunter's Steak House came on the screen. Frank and Anna were Jenny's parents and I had heard that she was throwing them a big shindig for the occasion. She invited all her family and friends. I had waited long enough and felt that this was the perfect opportunity for phase 2 of my revenge. A joyous scene filled the screen. There were people toasting, laughing and generally having a good time. There was no audio but the picture was crystal clear. It appeared as if Jenny was making a speech. Then on the screen it said READ ENVELOPE 2. I hit pause and started to read. "Jenny had decided that this was a good time to give a quick speech thanking everyone for coming. She also had a video honoring her parents and a picture slideshow to commemorate their 30 years together. Unfortunately for her, she decided to screw you over. So we had other ideas on what to show her guests." I hit play and on the screen you could see the big TV being wheeled out to the front of the room. There was a series of screenshots on the screen setting up the video. They said: "Jenny loves her parents." "Jenny wants to celebrate their love for each other." You could see a look of confusion on Jenny's face as she started to look around. She knew this wasn't her video and was looking into the crowd to see if any of the faces would give away who had given her video an "upgrade." The video continued. "But what does Jenny know about love..." "When she leaves her husband to do things like this." The TV in the steak house starting showing Jenny being gangbanged by 5 black guys. I had just realized what I saw when the screen of the DVD said "READ ENVELOPE 2." "Apparently Mike came through great. It took a few drinks and a few drops of the date rape drug and Jenny got herself all worked up. Mike took her to a nearby hotel where after he nailed her, he brought in the guys to satisfy her desire for cock. He told me that took over three hours. We cut the video down to about 15 minutes. Mostly when she was double or triple teamed." I hit play again. The look on her family's face was worth all the money this cost me. Her family was gasping and covering their mouths with their hands. Jenny just turned her head and started to sob. A few people dropped their toasting glasses. It took about ten seconds for the place to be swarmed with FBI. I was confused and didn't know what was happening. "READ ENVELOPE 3" came across the screen. "Wow. Who would have guess that my phone is bugged by the FBI? It appears after our phone conversation that the feds thought I was going to whack somebody at that steakhouse. I don't drop too many glasses, especially those with booze in them. But it would appear that when good crystal is dropped and shatters, it sounds like a gunshot through the listening devices that the FBI placed in the joint." In now dawned on me why he wanted me to call him on the phone. He was definitely a lot smarter then he looked. I guess he had to be to get where he is. The feds on the screen started rounding people up just as Jenny's uncle Ernie clutched his chest and fell to the floor. Crap. I always like her uncle Ernie. "READ ENVELOPE 4" took me out of my thoughts of her Uncle Ernie. "Uncle Ernie lived! It was just a panic attack. No heart attack. They kept him overnight for observations." The video went on for a few minutes with everyone being talked to by the feds and then everyone, feds and guests included making for the exit. Jenny sat on a chair in front of the TV with a look of complete and utter shock. Her dad was the last one out. He looks like he wanted to snatch her up, give her a hug and tell her that everything would be ok. Instead he just shook his head in disgust and walked out. A waitress walked onto the screen with her back to the camera. She walked over to Jenny, whispered something in her ear and Jenny shoved her face into her hands and start crying hysterically and shaking. The waitress turned around and looked right at the camera. It was Becky. "What the hell? What the fuck was Becky doing there" I shouted. The screen responded with "READ ENVELOPE 5." I couldn't tear it open fast enough. "Want to know what she said. Turn around." I spun around and Becky was standing there with a towel wrapped around her body and one around her hair. She had a sly smile creep across her lips. "What did you tell her?" I asked being very impatient. "I told her Nicky said now it's over." I got up and walked to her and gave her a huge hug and a kiss. I held her in my arms for a good five minutes before I told her: "I love you so much." "You better, because you aren't getting rid of me. No one fucks with the people I love. Even if she did it before you and I met. I jumped at the chance when I overheard Carmine and Anthony say they needed someone on the inside for this, to switch the DVD and deliver the message." "When did you get involved with this?" "Carmine told me the story when I went to him to ask him what you did for him. He told me he was helping you get over some personal troubles and I demanded to know more because I had developed feelings for you and needed to know what I was getting into with you. They told me everything." "When we get home after the honeymoon, we need to go by Carmine's. Not only does he have a gift for us but I need to shake his hand and thank him. Not only did he help me get my revenge, but he helped me get my life back and introduced me to the woman who not only loves me but always has my back" I said. Becky smiled and said "Not only that, but Carmine asked. And when Carmine asks, you don't say no." The End