25 comments/ 47303 views/ 6 favorites It Began With a Mole Mob By: Winterfrog Many thanks to Chilleywilley for editing this story The "Mole Mob" what spread fear in our small Scandinavian town was probably the best joke in those thousand years that this small town had existed. It began with an article in the local newspaper in which a man by name Rupert Albert Timmer demanded an immediate closing of the popular dance hall in town. Nobody would care a shit if this Rupert had been an average "Mr. Unknown" but the actual Rupert happened to be the leader of the second important political party in the town council. Rupert was a teetotaler and an important member of the local Cultural Society what gave him and his stupid suggestions some support even from some members of the other parties. A real pain in the ass for us partying youngsters. One of the few positive matters with that Rupert was his very beautiful daughter Madeleine, who was in my class at the school. Unfortunately all my attempts of getting a date were turned down by her with nasty comments about partying drinkers. My name is Robert Johnson and when the beginning of this story happened, I and a gang of seven of my childhood friends had just begun our last year class studies at the gymnasium (comparable to upper high-school in US). We were lucky enough to have a "club room" in the basement of a building where the father of one us guys worked as janitor. The clubroom was a perfect place for us to gather for some drinks of cheap booze supplied by a false I.D. before going out for dancing at Saturday evenings. After a couple of drinks this Saturday evening we decided that this damn Rupert or "The RAT" as he was called behind his back ought to be punished. After several wild suggestions we agreed about a simple action. Rupert was an amateur gardener, proud and famous for his king-size pears. Therefore we wrote and sent him a letter what read: Dear Friend Rupert. It is brought to my attention that the infamous law-breaking Mole Mob has sold all your delicious pears to an illegal wine maker. Please let all the pears be where they are, otherwise the Mole Mob will punish you severely for stealing their property. Sincerely, Your faithful supporter and friend. As a law-abiding citizen, Rupert went direct to the Police and demanded protection, what was refused of several practical reasons and caused a loud arguing from Rupert. In that very moment a journalist from the local paper happened to come in and got his "story of the year" The next day the front page of the local newspaper had a picture of an angry Rupert with the text: RAT FIGHT IN OUR TOWN. The well-known politician Rupert A. Timmer, best known as "the RAT" has been attacked by a mob of criminal moles. The Mole Mob claims to some how be in the possession of the Rat's prize-winning pears and says to sell them to a winemaker. The Police will be doing their best but doesn't have officers enough for a 24/7 protecting of Mr. Timmer's garden. To most people it was a silly news story, hardly to be taken as serious. Rupert was said to have raised a real Hell at the newspaper's office, invested big money in alarm systems and spent many sleepless nights watching his pears. But that Rat story got an very unexpected but interesting side effect. Local opinion began to have the mysterious "Mole Mob" as scapegoats for all unsolved crime in our town. We innocent guys got good laughs every time those, usually heavy magnified, stories about "Mole Mob's criminal actions" came to our knowledge. About two months after that now famous newspaper article about Rupert's pears shit hit the fan again. Our local police got a new chief, a genuine "friend of law and order" who promised and swore an oath to be the man who got the whole Mole Mob behind bars. Most of the members of our gang had got more or less serious relations with girls which is why our meetings for drinking at "the club" before going out at Saturday evenings had almost turned to history. However, one evening we had a meeting for planning a big party and the new police chief's behavior got many nasty comments and at last all of us agreed that it was our duty to make some fun of that silly man. The meeting ended with an agreement and oaths that our "Mole Mob" would remain in the future as a secret brotherhood for assistance if any of us got problems and needed help. We even had fixed all details about how to manage our big party and even a plan for making a laughing stock of that police chief. Our plan worked much better than expected. Rupert the Rat was promised inside information about secret bribes to some politicians and the secret evidence would be given to him in a dark section of the main town park. By a coincident the police chief was informed about finding the Mole Mob leader at the same place. They met and poor Rupert was hit to the ground and handcuffed when he tried to escape from what he regarded as an attempt from the Mole Mob to mug him. However, that turned to the worst scandal in our town what caused the police chief find a new job far away in the north and Rupert got enough of public opinions and left politics. Six years later. Time goes fast and many people in our town got a real surprise when I Robert Johnson married Rupert Timmer's pretty daughter Madeleine. Of course, it was very obvious for me that Madeleine's parents regarded me to be far from a dream spouse for their daughter though I was working as engineer for the municipal central heating company, but the had to choose of two bad things, either to accept me as an or rather to prefer that their pretty girl would be an unmarried mother. The courting of Madeline A friend of mine, Dan Peterson and his best pal Niclas had been out early and succeed to book two rooms for two weeks at a small cheap hotel at one of our most popular summer resorts, known for the wild partying famous people used to have there during the summer vacation season in July. No wonder that they would find two handsome girls for that trip. But Niclas got a promotion and had to be elsewhere the whole July for work reasons, so Dan asked me to take Niclas' place and I immediately said yes and cancelled my other plans for that time because the girl intended to be as company for Niclas was Madeleine Timmer, Rupert Timmer's snooty daughter who had recently terminated her long time engagement with a spoiled boyfriend from a noble family due to his cheating. My expectations for getting anywhere with Madeleine were as limited as they had been earlier in the school but why care about that because she wasn't the only fish in that sea where we were going. No reason for me to care about any chances or no chances at all with her when there were a large number of other pretty girls at that summer resort. Our arrival to the hotel caused the first mess when Madeleine demanded herself and the other girl sharing one room with Dan and me in the other. But the next day Madeleine and me got very well together when the four of us kept together both at the beach and the first evening partying at a bar. At our second evening we, and many other couples went to the seaside rocks for watching the sunset during a picnic with the popular mix white wine and shrimps. It was a warm and pleasant evening and all of us were feeling good. Then the girls suggested a 50 kilometer shopping trip to a big famous factory outlet the next day because the weather forecast said thunder and rain for that day. Dan, who's car we used for our trip, was in a jolly and horny mood and replied, "Yes my ladies, no problem, not at all if you suck us off right here and now." Maybe older people would be shocked by this, but such things are much more common with younger people. Madeleine began with some objections but the other girl said, "What the hell, why should that be any big deal?" Then she took out Dan's cock and began sucking. Madeleine hesitated for a while, then even she said, "What the hell, why not?" took out my cock and began sucking it while it took me a long time to believe my eyes. Back at the hotel Madeleine and Dan changed rooms. Then Madeleine once again acted in unexpected way by saying, "Even I got horny at the rock and now you owe me making love in a real good way after that damn forced sucking I did for you on the rock." The present day Madeleine Timmer was indeed quite different from the snooty bitch I remembered from ignoring me during our schooldays. Her two longtime ex-boyfriends might brought some common sense to her mind before she dumped them for some reasons. However, she didn't need to ask me twice. Within less than a minute she was lying naked on the bed with me licking her clit until she wriggled, groaned and begged me to fuck her. It took me only one hard thrust to get whole stone-hard cock in her now well lubricated pussy what got her wriggling and groaning even more until both of us got an intensive orgasm. She could hardly say a word direct after that intensive fucking. After a while she whispered, "Oh My God, I could never believe that making love with you can be so heavenly good." Really surprising to hear those words from a girl who been involved in two long lasting relations. From that moment we were an item and continued dating even after those summer holidays weeks what could been described as a very romantic time. She wasn't on pills why an accident with a broken condom got her pregnant before her infamous father Rupert Timmer had persuaded her to dump me. I didn't runaway from what had happened to her and was proud when my friends envied me for having a pretty trophy wife. At least until our first child was old enough for daycare and she began to job again. Then I learned to know the real Madeleine. She was still a very beautiful woman but unfortunately even turned to a real nagging bitch. I'm sure you may ask: Why in the hell did I marry a nagging bitch and remained married to her? There is a good answer to that question. Alexander, our child. Today I must agree that a more wimpy man had immediately runaway from such relation, but my responsibility as father of the child made it impossible for me to take that step.. However, a bad relation turned to even worse. In her younger days Madeleine had been a rather good swimmer and won a few District Championships. When her Swimmer Club held a reunion for their old members she had come home rather drunk from that party at six o'clock in the morning. Due to her no drinking parents, she used to be very careful with booze and I had never seen so tipsy before, at least not after getting Alexander. Her explanation about a night cap at a hotel room together with old friends living out of town was not okay for me, but could have been an innocent truth. Then the shit hit the fan about ten days later with a phone call from one of the old "Moles". He told me, "I'm in the bar at the Ritz Hotel where a Sebastian Nollberg, best known as "the Zero," is loudly bragging to everybody about fucking your wife Madeleine at some old swimmer reunion party recently." "I'm coming," I told him. Then I shouted at Madeleine, "The 'Zero' is at the Ritz bar bragging about fucking you at the swimmer party. He must been damn good for getting you remain the whole night with him." Madeleine got furious and shouted, "That's a damn lie. I'm coming there with you for scratching the truth out of that slimy worm." Even Zero was a good swimmer in his younger days. National Champion once in the time, but nowadays he is more famous as a local "Casanova". Three times divorced and still a successful womanizer usually chasing for married women, some ten - twenty years his seniors who fell for his low standards and still very well shaped body. We left the kid at the neighbor's house and went to Ritz at highest possible speed. Though Madeleine was frantic about Zero's bragging, I'm sure she even wanted to protect him from my wrath because she had seen what I could do with horny bastards harassing her. It happened once at the golf club Christmas party where I saw the slight boozed local pro held his right hand under Madeleine's short skirt at the dance floor and caressed her bottoms and ignored her rather lame attempts to take his hand away away. I went on the dance floor and interrupted it, what he didn't like at all and threatened to give me an unforgettable lesson. His attempt came a half hour later when I stood at the bar talking with an old acquaintance. The now very aggressive pro came towards me assisted by the green keeper, a rather big fellow. To my luck both of them were now rather well boozed and I understood that a surprise attack would be my only chance to avoid a severely beating. When they were close enough I did a rush and hit the totally unaware big green keeper down to the floor with a hard right fist. The surprised pro froze for a second what was enough for me to kick his balls and when he bowed forward I hit his face with all my power. He fell as a log over the still groggy big fellow with a bleeding nose and the fight was over when we were surrounded by many other guests. I'm sure Madeleine remembered that episode because when arriving to the bar and before we run inside, Madeleine demanded to me, "Don't do anything, please don't do anything, I get the truth out of him." Obviously she hadn't forgot what I did to the golf club staff. Zero was still at the bar when we arrived there where Madeleine rushed to the booth were he sat with his friends. She slapped his face and shouted with a loud voice, "You are bragging about fucking me! Is that true? Answer me, is that true?" He was taken by surprise and when he saw me standing there he replied with a low voice, "No, no, no, of course not." Madeleine wasn't satisfied with that, slapped him again and shouted, "Tell everybody here, did you fuck me at the swimmer party? Speak out loud so everybody can hear you." Zero replied with a louder voice, "No, no, no, I have never fucked you. I've only told my friends that I had a dream about doing that. Only a dream, nothing real." She slapped his face again and shouted, "You are a sick bastard to try to ruin my marriage!" Then lot of people interfered and went between Zero and me why it was impossible for me to do anything at all against him, and Madeleine and I went back home. I can't deny that Zero's bragging about the swimmer party night had created some suspicion in my mind about what really could happen. But I didn't see a way to do any further investigations. It wasn't any overstatement to say that episode did my bad marriage even worse, especially a couple of weeks later when Zero had been severely mugged and I asked Madeleine if she had been to the hospital with flowers to her dear friend. When a wife is a complaining and nagging bitch, even a saint would sometimes fight back. Time went by until Madeleine laid the last straw on my aching back during a barbeque at her parent's house. We were about eighteen people there, most of them her parent's friends whom I hardly knew. Before the meal I had been helping Rupert with the grill when Madeleine found something wrong with the meat, why she got an outburst during the meal when loudly saying, "I'm sorry that my worthless bungling husband is no good with the meat. He can't do anything right." Now meat could refer to the grill or my cock, one a rude insult and the other a very great insult. Everybody stared at me why I rise up from my chair and in a strong voice replied back at her, "Why in hell are we still living together if I give you no good meat. Madeleine, I want divorce so you will be a free bitch for you to take your admirers Sebastian Nollberg or the damn horny golf pro grilling your meat. Hopefully for your sake they are much better at it than me. I've got enough of your cheating and damn nagging. Thank them for me and Goodbye everybody." Nobody, not even Rupert said anything when I took my son, went to my car and drove home. Madeleine came home only a half hour later, but to my great surprise she was more like a small kitten than the enraged tiger I had expected her to be. She cried, and said she had only complained about my grilling, not anything else and was even wrong to insult me when I was kindly helping out her father. She begged me to forgive her and promised to be a much better loving wife in the future. One hour later I agreed listen to her part of our problems. She sobbed and said, "It's not your fault that I've been a bitch against you. It is my own fault and disappointment because I had so big plans about my future with traveling to exotic places and working abroad. All my plans turned to crap when I got pregnant and abortion was out of question. I accepted my destiny until I began working again, then everything felt as a prison and you were the warden." "Why didn't you told me anything about that so we could divorced much earlier. I could take custody of Alexander and you could got back to your dream?" Madeleine sobbed, "I don't want any divorce. You and Alexander mean everything for me. Please let us remain as a family. I promise to be a better wife if you'll forgive me and give me a second chance." I asked her, "What do you really want? This is your great opportunity to change your life and fulfill your dreams. Why hesitate now when you can skip and forget a worthless bungler as me and enjoy your life around the world as a happy single?" In her desperate efforts for getting a second chance Madeleine even suggested me giving her a good spanking for her bitchy behavior at the barbeque, but that isn't my game why I simply said "No thanks" to that offer. However, one hour later she had persuaded me to give her a three-month long trial period for a second chance as a better wife. That memorable night Madeleine really did her best to be a good wife in bed. She got me stone hard three times within unexpected short time and she had no objections when I used the third hard on for mouth fucking her as a kind of punishment for all nasty comments about me what had come out from that mouth. We even had a long lasting tender morning fuck as a beginning of our first day in the new happy marriage. If our relations outside of the bedroom become as good, our troubles would be over. Everything went fine until she didn't have her next period and a test kit confirmed the situation. She was pregnant. We remained a real happy family during her pregnancy and the year she stayed at home with that child. Madeleine used that time for evening classes and I must confess that she did it very well. Back at the job she was suggested to apply for a managing job and to both her own and everybody others great surprise she got it. That meant at lot for her and our family. She got a company car and even a slight higher salary than I had. In most average families it had been a positive matter but due to Rupert, not in ours. At the same time he sold his house for a very good price and promised to give a half of that money to Madeleine and our children. Rupert is Rupert so that wasn't without conditions. Rupert's main condition was that Madeleine and I should split all our assets and from that day our house was legally shared in both the tax and Court registers, Madeleine and I should have totally separate economies. I would be out from the children's and Madeleine's funds. I had no objections to be left out from Madeleine's funds, but about the childern's was insulting to me. My comments to Rupert for interfering in our family economy I suggested him to put up his damn money in his ass and I even offered to help him by kicking it up there. Rupert didn't care what I said but his wife who had heard everything went straight home and have refused talking to me during several months after that. It Began With a Mole Mob Madeleine and I had a real quarrel about Rupert's condition because she appreciated her father's gift very much while I was totally against letting Rupert the RAT put his big nose into our family business. After several hard arguing sessions I at last accepted Madeleine's suggestion that both of us would pay an equal percent of out salary each month to a shared account for our family expenses and the remaining part would be for private use. The Children's funds,, small potatoes as they were, would be jointly managed. Then the quarrel settled, our relation went back to happy family again except that Madeleine's parents and I avoided each other as much as we could, what was okay for me. Madeleine rang me at my job a Thursday afternoon saying that some of her co-workers had persuaded her to join them after their job for "After work" chat at nearby Pub for a couple of hours if it was okay for me. My only question was, "Isn't 'After work' usually at Fridays? Why a Thursday?" Her reply about married people preferring "Friday fun" with their children at Friday evenings. That sounded reasonable why I had no further questions. The next Thursday she told me already at the morning that they would go for "After work" even that evening, what was okay for me again. At home everything went fine until six o'clock when our daughter Matilda cut her hand when she fell over a flower vase she had been carrying without me noticing that. Her hand was bleeding so much that it had to be stitched the hospital. A call to the next house neighbor fixed baby sitter for Alexander then I called Madeleine's cell phone. She took the call after surprisingly many signals and I told her what had happened, told her that Matilda was crying for mom and asked her if she was sober enough for driving to come to the hospital. She said she was and we agreed to meet there. On the way to the hospital I had a strange feeling that Matilda's accident wasn't the only bad matter during that evening. After much thinking about everything during the evening, the answer hit me as a lightening. It was Madeleine's reply to my phone call. Not only her long time to reply but even the silence behind her. No bar sound in the background. Wherever she had been when taking my call, it hadn't been at a crowded bar. We met at the emergency room where Madeleine agreed to stay with Matilda and I went back home for taking care of Alexander. This damn Thursday was probably the worst day both in my and my children's whole life. Not only the few stitches on Matilda's hand but our main problem was that now I was a hundred percent sure that Madeleine had been doing something behind my back and I would be getting some evidence and file for divorce within rather near future and nothing could stop it this time. My irrevocable decision about divorce was taken at the same moment I saw her at the hospital. A short look at her was enough to make it obvious and without any reasonable doubt that my phone call had interrupted her fucking with a lover boy and dragged up her from the bed where that act had taken place. To Madeleine's credit must be said that she hadn't wasted any time for fixing her hair and make up when her child was crying for her. Just as I expected, Madeleine went straight to the shower when she was back home. She didn't say anything about her interrupted "After work" and I didn't ask because I wanted to get further information about her possible cheating before taking any action. My chance would probably come already the next day what was a Friday when Madeleine's parents would take Madeleine and Alexander for a weekend trip to Legoland, a famous amusement park in Denmark. I would stay at home with Matilda who was too young to go what was perfect for me because Madeleine was booked for a seminar at a nice hotel for Thursday and Friday the following week and I needed further information before that. Friday evening when Matilda was sleeping I began my investigation in our den where we had two desks against a wall. Madeleine' laptop was on her desk as usual but I found it to be password protected and gave up after several attempts when all my attempts failed. Hacking passwords isn't my game why her laptop, what probably contained all answers had to be left as a secrete. Madeleine rang, said that they were at the hotel. Then she asked about Matilda and hanged on immediately when told she was okay. I continued my searching and my next challenge were the locked drawers in her desk. It was rather simple locks which is why I bent a pin and probed the locks and beganwith filing small alterations to the spare key that fit to my own drawers.. An old saying says, "It is a shame to give up" and I didn't do that, why my efforts got a reward after some time when the first lock opened, but the only thing what maybe could be of useful in that drawer was a folder with information papers about her next conference and nothing of interest in the next drawer. Even so it looked to be a real conference, not some fake thing. But in the third and last drawer I got a "Real Bingo". When opening a small plastic box I found four condoms, obviously from our nightstand, and a blue pill of unknown origin. I've never had any need for "Blue pills" yet, and obviously neither Madeleine's lover had any own supply of those, why she had found some other source for getting a guarantee of getting hard conference-cock. Madeleine was temporary off of birth control pills for a medical reason why we were using condoms from a supply in my night stand while her doctor found out a solution to her problem. I had bought a five dozen pack and so would not have noticed the remaining quantity. In that drawer I even found an USB-memory stick what I examined in my own laptop and found that it contained pictures from some of her company events. The main part of them was very innocent pictures without any kind of nagging. Most of them were obviously taken by Madeleine with her cell phone because she was visible at only a very few of the pictures, obviously taken with another camera because of the very high resolution. The only almost non-existing clue was that there was always a blonde rather handsome guy near her. A new closer examination of the USB stick shoved that she had taken several pictures of that guy alone. Some pictures had him sitting at a table besides an empty seat what indicated that the photographer might have use to sit there. All that interest for the blonde guy could hardly be by any chance. But the question about their relation remained unanswered. Was that guy her lover or only a co-worker and a good guy? My next question ought to be: Who is that guy? Madeleine's photos gave me neither any evidence about cheating nor any information about the favorite guy who looked to be close to her. Then in an official yearbook from her job I found a folded A4 paper from a color printer. The picture showed Madeleine and the blond guy sitting in a sofa and kissing. He had lifted up her skirt with his right hand and held it on her inner tight so almost all of her legs were visible. Under the picture somebody had written, "Great legs my darling, indeed great legs." and signed the message with "Kim". Here Kim is a unisex name used for both boys and girls but the only Kim in the conference participant list was a Kim Stureben why I supposed him to be Madeleine's admirer. Now I could regard the results of my investigation as a real bingo as both Kim and Stureben are so unusual names that collecting further information about that chap would be a real "piece of cake". Though no further information was found in the drawer, I was already a hundred percent sure that Madeleine was fucking that Kim behind my back and a necessary action had to be taken, what gave me a busy Saturday. First I began with the phone register had only three Stureben and only one of them a Kim, who shared his landline phone with an Elisabeth but both had different cell phone numbers. That convinced me of being on the right track. A new law in this country forbids purchasing credit and personal information from commercial sources without valid legal use for it and the target will always get a printed copy of the sold information via mail. One of my friends from the mole gang had access to a fictive real estate company in Gibraltar, used as buyer of the information and that company was mentioned in Kim's copy. No trace of me. Though both Kim and his wife had good jobs, they had surprisingly high debts. Otherwise there were no visible problems in that information. An almost average family with one child, a house, and two rather old cars. In my opinion the main problem in Kim's family was that he, without doubt, fucked my wife. Of course there were no evidence about that, so far only some strong clues. Then I took Matilda to get a McDonalds meal which is a very big thing to little children, and afterwards we went to my job where we used highly water resistant green stamp color for marking some items. I took a little quantity in a small bottle and went back home. At home I went to my work shop and got a syringe and needle that I uses for oiling a wind up clock plus a little tube of super glue. I carefully opened Madeleine's four condom packages, took out the condoms, and injected the green stamp color into the condoms, making a tiny hole, and sealed them carefully using the super glue. I had to do seven condoms to get four that looked perfect. I wanted the green color on his cock, not in her pussy. It would take them many days to wash away the water resistant color as they could not use strong cleaners on such tender parts. Alexander called me at Saturday evening and said that everything was wonderful, that it had been very good time for him, why he was eager to tell me all about everything he had done during the day. When I wanted speak to Madeleine, Alexander said that mom and grand dad was down to the reception in some errand, why I said that mom can call if she wants to later. She didn't call and obviously didn't had anything to say me. I suspected that Rupert, the teetotaler and his daughter had sneaked away to the hotel bar for some secret drinks. No further phone calls from Madeleine during their trip and back home at Sunday evening. For some reason she began arguing about Madeleine's accident, "I thought you could look after the children for a few hours at Thursday evening but obviously that is too much to expect from you." "Not even you could watch a child at every minute. When trouble happened I reacted quickly and properly. Sorry I had to disturb you in your fun activities. Anyways, many thanks for interrupting whatever important things you were doing and coming to the hospital." I replied and for a split second I saw a feared look in her face what meant that my words had hit the right target. She shouted, "What the hell did you mean by that?" "Just what I said, I'm glad that our children still are more important for both of us than our other interests." That reply ended the arguing. Monday and Tuesday went fast without any further arguing from Madeleine but even without any attempts about sex from any of us. The main question in my situation when knowing for sure that my wife intended to cheat me was; shall I give her a hint about knowing what's going on so she can cancel her plans. After much thinking forth and back I decided it only fair to give Madeleine a warning what could save our marriage if she cared to do that. Before going to bed at Wednesday evening I told her, "There are rumors about warm feelings between you and somebody who is going to the same seminar as you are. If this marriage means anything to you and you want to remain married with me, please skip all intentions about fucking anyone there. Madeleine reacted much harder than expected and shouted, "You must turned crazy and don't dare to touch me tonight." I got the last word by saying, "Don't worry, you are back to your old self, so I have no temptations in that." She left for her conference early Thursday morning and during my lunch break I went to the Court office for divorce papers. Back home I checked her drawer and just as expected, her condom box was gone. Now the only important question would be; Did they go for it immediately after they got their rooms or had they so tight agenda that there were no spare time available for such pleasures. If so, they had to wait until after the dinner at the evening. My guess was late in the evening because I'm sure that they even went to the bar for some chat with other participants. Also did they have the lights out, because the longer they went not knowing about the ink, the more it would get spread around. You can be sure I took no pleasure in the end of my marriage, but I was taking some great pleasure in their coming embarrassment. Rupert used to take night rather early during the weekdays, why I switched my landline phone over to forward to his number. No harm if his slight boozed and very angry daughter gave him a wake up call with frantic shouting when she thought that it was me, or me who pretended to be Rupert. My cell phone was sat to vibrating mode so it wouldn't disturb neither me or the children. But it was laid on my nightstand where it began to vibrate at about half past eleven and did so every tenth minute for the next hour and a half. Before my children and I left the house next morning, I switched back the land line phone and listened to some of the voice mail messages on my cell phone. I could hardly say that my marriage was a happy marriage that day. Far from that because my dear wife shouted and cursed me in all her messages, "What the hell have you done? Be sure that you damn stupid male pig shall pay a high price for that idiotic trick. How shall I get rid of that damn color. Call me at once." Why should I reply to such vulgar messages? Besides there was nothing I could tell her. I couldn't avoid her calls at my job because they would bother other people and took the first one only a few minutes after coming to the job. Madeleine shouted, "Are you happy now? Do you know what you have done to me?" "Done what to you?" She shouted, "Don't pretend to be innocent, you know very well what I'm talking about." "No, I don't have a slightest clue about what you are talking about. Are you accusing me for doing something wrong?" Now she sounded stressed and said with lower voice, "The condoms you idiot." "What condoms? Why are you using condoms at your seminar? Are you cheating me?" She continued, "How shall I get rid of the color?" "Why are you using colored condoms? Are colored condoms different? Thanks for confessing your seminar fucking. You know the consequences." Now she sounded desperate and asked, "Please tell me how to get rid of that damn color." "Don't ask me, I've never used colored condoms. Ask your fucking boyfriend, it ought to be his problem rather than mine." I waited for her answer, but she ended her call. Only a few minutes later I got a phone call from Rupert who asked me about if his daughter had got some problems because she had rang last evening and obviously been in a terrible mess. I replied that she had called me only a few minutes earlier about some problem with condoms, what will give Madeleine serious consequences for her marriage if she's using condoms and cheating when she is away from her husband at a seminar No doubt that Rupert and his wife would have an interesting chat about their now obviously less pretty daughter. After that it was high time to bring some spice to Kim's family life, why I e-mailed a copy of Madeleine's and his necking picture to his wife with the comment; "Dear Elisabeth Stureben: I happened to find this picture in a book and as both your husband and my cheating wife spent the last night at the same hotel, it might been possible that something like that happened again. If Kim, when back home, has spots of un-washable green color on his body, the color is from my wife's condoms what I altered for a trap for the cheating wife and her lover. Best Regards, Robert Johnson." About one hour later Kim's wife called me for further information. She had a very pleasant and sensual voice though she made it very clear that my e-mail was a real surprise for her and the picture could be from some sort of innocent situation and could hardly be regarded as evidence about cheating. I agreed and told her that nothing was for sure yet but my wife and obviously somebody else had got caught in my color trap and it was a good guess that it might been her husband due to his earlier interest for Madeleine. Elisabeth got me interested about her. Sexy voice but was she an innocent victim for a stupid cheating husband or a bitch who caused his actions. However, we agreed to keep in touch if she found any green color on her husband. Back home after work, an angry Madeleine was already there. She had green palms and a big green spot on her right chin and on the edge of her lip. Probably on her lip but she had heavy lipstick to cover it. Of course I could only imagine the green colored pussy she must have. She shouted at me, "Are you happy now after doing me to a laughing stock among my co-workers?" I replied with a low voice, "No, not at all because today is one of the worst days in my whole life. A crushed family is nothing to be happy about. At least not in my opinion. Why are you complaining, you got a night together with your lover boy and from now on you can have him full-time forever." Madeleine got a surprised expression in her face and asked, "What do you mean by that?" "Your cheating during last night terminated this marriage and I'm sorry for our innocent children who are getting a lot of problems because of it." I told her. Then I gave her the divorce papers and said, "It doesn't matter for the divorce if you sign or not but you'll save a fair amountyer expenses if you'll agree with the written conditions and sign papers right now." She began to cry and sobbed, "I love you and you are the father of my children, please don't do that to us. Please let us be a happy family again." "A loving wife doesn't act as conference whore and it depends on the DNA tests if I'm the father of your children." I said. Madeleine screamed, "Oh My God!" and rushed to our bedroom. Elisabeth Stureben called me a few minutes later saying that her husband had green palms and several green marks on his belly, penis and a green spot on his shaved head. After confessing his affair with my wife he was now packing his suitcases. Elisabeth and I agreed to meet the next day in a park for sharing further information. I wondered if the hotel would charge him for the ruined bedding. I went to the park alone and 10 minutes after the meeting time a very handsome woman in her early thirties came towards me together with a small boy. She was a very beautiful woman with sparkling eyes what surprised me because I had expected to meet a some kind of a bitch. I thought maybe the boy was a guarantee that I would not try to force her to do any thing. "Elisabeth Stureben, I presume." "Yes, and you ought to be that nasty Robert Johnson who crushed my marriage with your green color?" "Your husband and my wife crushed our marriages. He must be complete insane for cheating such a pretty wife and create serious family problems." I said. She and her boy Kevin accepted my invitation to a nearby café where Kevin after some cakes and Fanta found a "play room" and went there. We adults continued our talking. I told her, "I have to confess that you are quite different from that woman whom I expected to see today and it is no doubt that your husband must been stupid for doing what he did." It Began With a Mole Mob She gave me a strange look, smiled and replied, "Sorry to make you disappointed if you had expected to meet a real bitch." I said, "I expected something like that, but it is no disappointment to me." Then she wanted to know everything about Madeleine's cheating and I told her the truth about no background sound from a bar and her messed hair when she came to the hospital. I even told about finding condoms in drawer and fixing them with color. Elisabeth told me about her difficulties to decide about a divorce or not. The third time I told Elisabeth how lovely she was, she obviously got enough and interrupted me by saying, "Sorry my friend, if you are trying to talk me into some kind of a revenge fuck, you are hiking at a wrong place." I got the message and replied with a smile, "Ever heard about love at first sight?" "I'm not a teenager any longer, so for me that is out of question." I kept smiling and said, "But you almost look like a teenager. Not even I believed such feelings could happen to me in my age, but I must confess to that my opinion in that matter changed today when I met you." "Good try but nothing such will ever happen." "I accept what you say and promise to be a loyal friend during this mess and skip all attempts to push it further. We can support each other as friends." I told her and she agreed to that. Elisabeth's boy had seen a poster from a circus and wanted to go there. I suggested her we should go there next day together with our children. Elisabeth really surprised me by saying, "Yes, it would be fun." Back home Madeleine's parents were waiting for me and did their best attempts to get me to cancel my plans for divorce. I told them that I didn't care if they accepted cheating in their own relation but such behavior was out of question in my marriage. Rupert didn't cheer up when he got my thanks for demanding shared economy for Madeleine and me what did our divorce to a piece of cake. It only remained to agree shared custody for our children. Before leaving my house Rupert surprised me by asking me if it was okay for me that he assisted Madeleine to buy my share of the house so the children could remain in their old home if their parents didn't got back to common senses. I told Rupert that it was okay for me but the sale of my part or the whole house would go according to an estate agency fair market valuation of the price.. Of some reason Rupert didn't look happy at all when he understood that the house wouldn't be any bargain for his daughter. The circus with Elisabeth and her kid was a real bingo and the day got even better when she invited me for coffee and my kids for lemonade with cakes after the circus. While our kid were playing, she asked me with a smile on her face, "Did I offended you when that 'love at first sight trick didn't work' as you may expected?" "That love is for real and not any trick and I was afraid for being avoided by you as a silly stalker because I dared to tell you the truth." I replied with humility. She gave me a strange look before saying that Kim would live with his parents for a week or two until she had decided about divorce or not. I in my turn told her that my divorce papers were written and my next step would be to find an apartment because mys and ex asked to buy me out from my house. Elisabeth told me that she had wanted one more child but Kim had refused to agree to that but if he got a second chance, there wouldn't be any no accepted by her in that matter. I couldn't resist to offer her my assistance and said, "That's no problem, not at all. Let me volunteer to that mission and I can promise that we'll fix it in no time." "You ought to know that a baby means much more than the conception. Do you volunteer even to all other duties connected with that child?" She asked me. "Of course." Now she had got a serious look in her face when she asked, "Are you serious and did you really understand and mean what you promised to do?" "I understand and always keep my words but it is up to you to decide what to do and who you prefer to do it with." Now we got interrupted by the kids and nothing further was said about Elisabeth's plans for her future. Back home again when thinking about Elisabeth I was rather sure that Kim would get his second chance within a week. But later in the evening I got a text message from her reading, "Did you really speak the truth to me earlier today?" My short reply read, "Yes I did. D-papers written and filed tomorrow. Real estate company contacted. A child together with you would be great." The next day I did my errands and sent Elisabeth a text message what told her about that. The real estate company is owned by one of my mole friends who promised me a good price. Even in divorce I will not cheat my wife. I told him I wanted a fair and honest price. Elisabeth replied with a text message saying that Kim and she would meet at a pub after their works for clearing up some family matters and that would probably be his last chance to save their marriage if he agreed to her conditions. I had no comments to that and Madeleine was angry as a wasp because I had filed for divorce before she got time to read the papers that had been available for her during the whole weekend. Of course, it wasn't kind of me to get a value for our house for sale without waiting for her permission. She got ashen gray when I told her the expected price level we could get if we sold it and split the money. She had right in that matter but I couldn't let her slow down our separation or let Rupert throw me out from my house without paying the right price for that pleasure. She screamed, "How can you do that to me? We are still married and have two children. don't we owe them a serious attempt to marriage counseling for saving our family? I replied, "How in the hell could you fuck that Stureben though I begged you to skip it and gave you serious warning at the evening before you went there? No counselor on this earth can make such arrogance and disrespect you showed me undone. Plus you've gone back to being a total bitch to me like you were before. I think this behavior is the real you." Doesn't matter what I said just then. She had the right in that matter. Marriage counselors can fix a lot of marriages even after a cheating but everything I had told Elisabeth about the love at the first sight had been true for me. All my hopes and dreams about the future were about Elisabeth, and why emotionally I was as much cheater as Madeleine. It was still obvious that Elisabeth had Kim as her first choice and I knew that my only option for the time being was to wait in the background. Even if she did forgive Kim, he would find out rather soon that she had an ace in her sleeve if he did any mistakes. Kim had a great opportunity to fix his marriage that evening and I could only wait for a message from Elisabeth telling me that,. Elisabeth's short message came a few minutes before eight o'clock and read, "Kim and I agreed about divorce." I replied, "It's a big step with many feelings. I love you and please call me any time if you need to talk." Her reply came a minute later, "Many thanks. Love you too, we'll talk tomorrow." Elisabeth rang me at my job the next morning and said that Kim had been in a very arrogant mood during their meeting and hadn't said much for solving their problems. He demanded her to take him back and skip all plans about a second child, why she had told him that she would rather divorce than go on as before and pretend that nothing had happened. He surprised her by saying that a divorce was okay for him and she could always call him if she regretted loosing the best man she ever could find. He had got confused when Elisabeth had told him that from now on he had to compete with Madeleine Johnson's soon to be ex if she wanted her back again. Then a bit worried Elisabeth asked if it had been right of her to mention my name and if everything I had told her earlier was still valid. I said, "I love you Elisabeth and no need for us to keep that as a secret. Of course, I'll keep my words." She sounded happy and suggested us to meet at pub after our jobs. Madeleine must got some gossip from Kim because she rang me ten minutes later shouting, "What do you mean by having an affair with Elisabeth Stureben instead of going to counseling with your own wife?" "Are you really the right woman to ask me that question? However, we don't have any dirty affair as you and Elisabeth's husband. We will act in the daylight if we get paired up." I told her and she hang up. Madeleine was right, her cheating had caused a complete weird situation. A sane average man had done all possible efforts for saving his marriage to her. Madeleine in some respects wasn't any bad woman, beautiful, hard working with a good job and a good mother to our children. Just not a good wife for me. I wanted to skip her for a woman I hardly knew anything about. Like a drowning man reaches for the first thing he sees. No doubt that it was a gambling on a high level but you'll never win if you don't dare to take a risk. When Elisabeth and I met she told me Kim had obviously expected her to be begging him coming back and forgive him without any further comments. When she told him about me he had got a big laugh and said, "That poor wimp, I'll scare the shit out of him so he doesn't dare even to look at you from that moment, that's for sure." Elisabeth had obviously gathered some information about me from her friends because she had replied, "Better you ask Madeleine Johnson what Robert did to the golf pro and the green keeper when they both together attempted attack him at a Christmas party at the golf club." The arrogant Kim who obviously had hot intentions for Madeleine had accepted her suggested divorce and signed the papers she had obtainer earlier that day. Then Elisabeth had me to promise not to make any first step to attack Kim. I agreed because I wanted to be a good friend with Kevin if I got any further chance with Elisabeth and hurting her boy's father had been a very stupid thing to do under such circumstances. Before we parted she invited me to her house at Friday evening for playing Trivial Pursuit with a new set of cards her sister had bought. I accepted and understood that it would be a very important evenings in my life. TP is a light game, but not so well read people do very poorly. Madeleine had her own things to do at Friday why I had to bring the kids with me to Elisabeth's house. Elisabeth's sister and her husband was a jolly couple why we had a pleasant evening. I won the first round and I think Elisabeth was happy about that so she could show her relatives that her new friend was equipped with at least some brains and common sense. The next round was between couples as a team. Elisabeth and I was the winning team after we had been lucky to get the right questions during a long time. The truth is she was at least a clever as me. The most important matter for me during that round was how easy it was for Elisabeth and me to co-operate without any serious arguing. We had a good time and her sister invited us to her place next week for "getting even". When the kids and I was ready to go home Elisabeth gave me a real bear hug and whispered in my ear, "I love you." "I love you too" I replied and gave her a quick kiss. One step forward, but obviously still long way to the goal. Elisabeth spent the weekend with her parents and so did even Madeleine why I went to a party with some single friends but got home alone from the bar. Elisabeth and I exchanged several text messages during the weekend. She called me "Darling" and wanted to know what I had done that evening, and she got the truth. Monday was my lucky day because one of my coworkers had a theatre package for two including a coach trip, tickets to a popular musical and a night at a downtown business hotel in our capital city what she couldn't use due to some late upcoming more important event. I bought her packages without a second of hesitation. Then I rang Elisabeth and invited her to come with me. She promised to say "yes" if I could answer some questions about what it would cost her and if there were any conditions included in my kind offer. I understood she wanted to know if there were any demand of sex and replied, "My dear, You don't need to worry. There are no hidden charges, traps or demands of anything, only an invitation for seeing that famous musical." "Darling, it will be a great pleasure." She said and that got me both happy and wondering if there ever would be any sex with her or could that lovely woman be frigid. That could explain why Kim had seduced Madeleine. However, I decided to act as a real good guy whatever happened during this trip and let her travel at her own speed. When comparing our agendas for that week we didn't found any evening we could spend together but we had lunch together Tuesday and Thursday and decided to meet at the coachstation at Saturday morning. We met and she was in a jolly mood why I expected it to be a great weekend and that was right. Both of us agreed that the musical was much better than expected and the dinner after that at a nice restaurant was very romantic. After that we went to the piano bar at our hotel for a drink. Elisabeth said no thanks to second drink and asked me about my opinion about the trip so far. "It can't be better, I've loved every minute of it" Was my honest reply. After that she suggested going to our room for talking about some matters before calling it night. I had booked a room with two beds, and accepted what I thought was her decision without any objections thinking "what will be will be". Coming into our room Elisabeth said "I love you Robert." and sat down at the sofa. "I love you Elisabeth." Was my reply before sitting down besides her. She asked, "Got any plans for the future and how is Madeleine involved in your plans? Could you please be kind enough to tell me the truth because I've heard some rumors?" "Madeleine and I have filed for divorce and we agreed I will be selling my part of the house that we own together to her. Of course there are even several matters about our children what we have to decide together." I said. "What about taking her back? The rumors says about Madeleine telling her friends that you will take her back quite soon? Please remember that you promised tell me the truth." Elisabeth said with a worried expression in her face. "I've already taken her back once, back before we got Matilda when it was close to divorce and I will not do that mistake again. Believe me, that's for sure." I told her. "I believe you. Do you have any plans about you and me?" She asked with a smile. "I do love you, and want to marry you. If you think either of us is just a re bound, that that can wait. We need to be two for that Tango. Let's do it together and turn my sweet dreams to real plans, but before doing that I have to ask a question what might be painful for you and I beg you to tell me the truth even if it might hurt. Will you tell me the truth?" That unexpected question got her worried. She replied, "Whatever you ask, I promise to tell you the truth." "I've been thinking why Kim gave up a wonderful wife as you so incredible easy without any real efforts to win you back? There must been some serious problem in your marriage what got him cheating you and caring so little about a divorce from a such a wonderful woman as you really are. Have you cheated him and he found out that?" I had to ask her that. Elisabeth began to cry and sobbed, "Yes, I've done that once after getting boozed and stupid at a Christmas party and he's never forgiven me for that. Are you going to dump me now?" "No, not at all. It is most important for us that you told me the truth so we can throw out all skeletons from the closet and begin our relation from scratch. I love you Elisabeth and what Kim and you did before we met is a history that doesn't concern you and me." "Do you still love me though you found out I'm a slut just as Madeleine?" She asked still sobbing. "Yes Elisabeth, I love you and there are a huge difference between what Madeleine and you did. She did it several times planned carefully in advance. You did a stupid one time mistake what you probably regretted as hell. Besides I am also divorcing because Madeleine is not happy with me, and I feel the same about here. Adultery put the end to the sentence. Don't you think we've talked enough of the past now and it is high time to have some talk about dreams and plans for our future? "What about Kim? Have you any intentions about fighting with him for what he did to your pride?" She asked. "Nothing about Kim because a good relation to Kevin is much more important for me than a silly vendetta with his father. Besides, he did me two favors, ending a bad marriage and showing me the way to a good one. " That reply gave me a bright smile. "Is a baby included in your dreams? Do you remember that you promised me a baby? Is that promise still valid after my confession about been a slut?" She asked. "I use to keep me promises and am going to do my very best about our baby, but don't you think we need to be living together for a while to be taking the best care of that baby? Are you ready for that?" "Yes I am, are you?" Was her next question and she began to smile again. One can never win any important matters without daring to take chances. Though I hardly knew much about Elisabeth, I got a feeling that it was high time to act and do it now. I got down on my knees, looked straight in her eyes and said, "Elisabeth, I love you very much and ask you, do you want to marry me?" That was totally unexpected for her and it took several seconds before she replied, "Yes Robert, I love you and want to marry you." We stood up for intensive hugging and kissing. A few minutes later she was standing topless and I saw her breasts for the first time. They weren't big but well shaped and now the hard nipples gave me a clue that I would be a very lucky guy within very soon. Still standing besides the bed she began undressing me and when she had went the whole way, she got down on her knees and gave my cock a few hot kisses. It was impossible for me to take it any longer I carefully lifted her up from the floor, laid her on the bed and took of her skirt, pantyhose and panties before kissing her nice pussy what got her groaning and wriggling. She groaned, "Come my darling, I'm all yours, come." I did and feared not to able to last very long but to my great luck even Elisabeth was very close why our first sex ended in an intensive dual orgasm. After a short resting we did it again and this time it lasted quite longer. Elisabeth was a very good lover and as both of us were in love, we did our best to make it to a night to remember. After a great good morning sex Elisabeth got a bright smile and asked, "What will happen now when we are back home?" "Skip your pills so we can begin making our love baby" I replied with my best smile. It was my heart specking but our brain knew both of us were involved in divorces we even had a lot of other matters to think about. Epilog. Madeleine and Rupert bought my share of the house for a much higher price that they had expected and Kim Stureben moved in to Madeleine's as some kind of a lodger. He got as a pain in the ass to Rupert demanding him to do all kinds of maintenance work on Madeleine's house. Elisabeth and I had found a perfect house for our new, soon to be a family with four children. The shared custody went on very well with both Madeleine and Kim co-operating. But an unexpected matter hit our town only two months later when the owners of the company where Madeleine and Kim worked surprised everybody by making a quick deal and sold it to a big multinational company.