Linda smiled at her thoughts. Instead of attacking him, she turned and put a hand to the back of Jim’s head, pulling him down for a lingering kiss. Jim didn’t shy away from the kiss and, instead, he opened his mouth slightly and the two lovers French kissed right there on the sidewalk. Night had fallen, there weren’t many people nearby, but the act still made her feel like an exhibitionist, publicly showing their passion for one another.
Sensing a presence, the couple broke their kiss and glanced up. Their car was parked beside them, the engine running, and the young valet, dressed in his crisp valet uniform, was quickly walking around the vehicle to open the passenger door for Linda, a shy grin was on his face as he averted his eyes from the amorous couple. Jim smiled down at Linda and slipped the valet a ten-dollar bill, the boy thanking him profusely and wishing them a good night.
———- o ———-
Back at home, Jim waited for Linda to exit the car and then held her hand as they entered the house from the garage.
“I’ve got a bottle of Leeuwin chilling in the fridge, would you like a glass?”
“That sounds wonderful, let me run up and use the bathroom and I’ll be right back down. Maybe we could have a glass in the living room?”
“Sounds good. I’ll open the bottle and pour us each a glass. Meet you in the living room?”
“OK, I’ll be right back.”
When she returned, Linda was wearing a new set of lingerie that she had purchased during the week in anticipation of tonight. The lingerie was a white ‘babydoll’ negligee, under which she wore a beautiful pair of thin, lacy panties, with her breasts being somewhat visible through the sheer material. Her feet were bare, showing off the pedicure and deep red, almost burgundy, polish from her pedicure earlier in the day.
The lingerie was a different style and color than the previous set she purchased. Her goal tonight was to arouse her husband, while at the same time avoid anything that might make Jim recall the night that she so willingly gave herself to another man.
“My oh my, you certainly look amazing. I’ve never seen that before, is it new?”
“Yes, I was hoping you’d like it.”
“Oh, I do, I really do.” It had been over three weeks since Jim had sex with Linda, and he hadn’t been much of a sexual mood since the incident at the club. He was long overdue, and his body responded to the mesmerizing sight in front of him. His erection was almost painful as it quickly grew to almost full size as it strained against the trousers that he was still wearing.
Linda noticed his predicament and sensuously walked to where Jim stood. She reached up and put her left hand behind Jim’s head and pulled his lips down to hers saying, “I see someone else also likes my new outfit,” while gently laying her right hand on Jim’s quite noticeable bulge.
Linda opened her mouth for the kiss as she accepted Jim’s tongue into her mouth where she played with it with her own tongue. They resumed the French kissing they had started outside the restaurant, this time without possible onlookers.
After a couple minutes of deep kissing, Linda gently broke the kiss and murmured, “Do you think your friend would mind if I went down and said hello?”
“No, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t mind a bit.”
With that said, Linda slowly kneeled down in front of her husband and started undoing his belt and his trousers, while at the same time gently licking and mouthing his bulge through the material. She found herself getting quite aroused, wondering for a moment if she might actually have an orgasm while giving her husband a blow job.
Once the belt and trousers were loosened, she gently pulled Jim’s trousers down. The material pulled Jim’s hard cock down until it fell below his upper thighs, at which point it released like a spring causing it to bob up quickly and tap Linda on the cheek. Linda giggled at the effect as she felt moisture from Jim’s precum on her cheek. She took Jim’s cock into her mouth, tasting the remaining precum and savoring the erotic closeness that she had missed for so long. Looking up at him, her eyes stared up at her husband with desire.
Jim’s hand came down to gently wipe the precum off of Linda’s cheek with his finger. Linda took the opportunity to momentarily disengage her mouth with Jim’s cock as she looked at Jim’s finger with her mouth open and tongue slightly out. She took Jim’s finger into her mouth and sucked. “Mmmm,” she groaned quietly, closing her eyes for a moment. His finger now clean, Linda opened her eyes and looked back up at her husband, her mouth resuming its work pleasuring Jim’s cock, now with an increased sense of urgency. I need this, she thought as she continued sucking, I need to reclaim my rightful place as Jim’s wife in every sense of the word. He can treat me as his whore or as his queen, but right now I just need him to reclaim me.
Jim placed his hands on her head as she bobbed her face back and forth on her husband’s cock. With the increased pace, and his already aroused state, it wasn’t much longer before Jim was vigorously face-fucking his wife like he had never done before. Jim heard Linda moan, almost like she too was about to cum, as he felt the familiar, delicious, buildup. He couldn’t hold back any longer as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes. He audibly groaned as he felt his cock spurt stream upon stream down his wife’s willing throat. It felt like he released a gallon of jizz into his wife’s pretty mouth. That might have been the single-best orgasm of my entire life, he thought with satisfaction.
Looking back down at Linda, he saw her swallow the remaining semen he had shot into her mouth, a little having escaped onto her chin. She continued gently kissing the tip and sides of his penis. Jim then noticed a few tears on Linda’s face.
“Are you crying?” he asked with concern, “did I do something to hurt you?”
She looked up and smiled. “No, my love. These are tears of joy. I’m just so happy to have you back with me again. I feel like I might burst.” She then sexily scooped the cum that had escaped onto her chin, looked at the milky white cream, and then back at her husband, before sensuously sucking it into her mouth. “Mmmm,” she exclaimed again.
“Did you cum too?” he said with a smile, recalling the vocal cues he heard indicating that Linda had an orgasm as well.
She looked just a little self-conscious as she looked up at him. Nodding, she smiled, “I couldn’t help it. I could tell you were getting close so I rubbed myself just a little and the next thing I knew I was cumming at the same time I felt you squirt in my mouth. I tried hard to swallow everything while we were both cumming, but a little slipped out. I can’t remember you ever cumming so much before. That was wonderful,” she sighed, placing the side of her face on his thigh, while looking back at his cock.
“Now I think I’m ready for a glass of wine and maybe even a little bit of cheesecake before we take this upstairs to bed.”
“How about we take the wine and desert up to bed?” Jim responded, raising one eyebrow accompanied by his best ‘bad boy’ grin.
“Sounds like a great idea. I do believe we might both need some sustenance. Maybe I should bring a bottle of water up for each of us as well? Wouldn’t want my man to get dehydrated after I deplete him of fluids,” Linda said with a seductive grin, coming to her feet.
After the impromptu blow job downstairs, neither of them thought much about the elephant in the room, namely an Asshole named Marc. As they made their way upstairs, Jim carried his trousers and boxers in his hand. He still needing to take off his shirt and socks. Linda noticed the way his cock bobbed as he walked to the stairs, his ass firm and muscular. I just can’t wait to have him back inside me, she thought.
In the bedroom, Linda watched Jim take off the rest of his clothes, exposing his slightly hairy, but toned, chest. She took out a piece of cheesecake, a small sliver actually, and broke off a piece with her fingers. Offering the piece to her husband, he took it into his mouth and gently sucked and licked her fingers clean. He returned the gesture, offering Linda a piece of the cheesecake with his fingers. She licked at the morsel for a moment before taking it into her mouth. She then sensuously licked Jim’s fingers clean before holding his hand and taking each of his fingers into her mouth separately, sucking each clean as though she was once again sucking on his cock.
The sight must have aroused him, as she glanced down and saw his cock starting to come back to life. She grinned and looked into his eyes. “Someone else seems to really like cheesecake.”
“Yes he does. By the way, if you’re interested, I got you a little present that I think would go nicely with your new negligee.” As he said this, he opened the drawer of his bedside table and brought out a small, beautifully wrapped package.
“Oh my, presents too!” Linda smiled, taking the present from Jim and then looking at him.
“Go ahead, open it.”
She opened it to find a medium-sized vibrating butt plug with a remote-control device. Linda was a little apprehensive as she didn’t think they would start any ‘ass play’ quite so soon and wasn’t sure how the device would feel in her backside.
Seeing Linda’s apprehension, Jim inquired, “You did say you’d be willing to try a little butt play, didn’t you? You weren’t just saying that to get me back into your bed, were you?” he smiled to let her know he was joking. “It’s OK if you don’t want to try it tonight, we could always hold off until you’re more in the mood.”
“Where’d you get it?” she asked.
“I stopped by the ‘Taboo’ store after work on Thursday to find something special for you for tonight, and this just caught my eye. Especially after what you told me the other day.”
Linda looked up and smiled, “I’d really like to try it tonight, I just don’t want you to be too disappointed if it doesn’t work out. I’ve never tried having anything ‘up there’ before. Also, I think we need some lube or something so I can get it in there without it hurting.”
“But of course. I actually bought two different bottles — one is a water-soluble kind and the other is silicone based.” Reaching back into the drawer, Jim removed two small bottles. “Either kind will work with this plug. The lady in the store said every woman is different — some prefer water-based and others prefer the silicone, so I bought a small bottle of each.”
“Well, aren’t you my little Boy Scout, ‘Always Prepared’,” Linda grinned as she took the bottles from Jim. I should take these into the bathroom and try this out.”
“I’ve got a better idea. Why don’t you just relax and let me help you out, after all, my gift comes with free installation!”
Her heart hammed a few times. Of course, Jim (and, more recently, Marc for that matter) had seen her rosebud before, but having him insert the plug in her virgin ass was a giant leap. I’m sure I’m clean back there since I used a couple of wet wipes after using the bathroom before I tried on the negligee, but I’m not sure I’m quite ready for this.
Seeming to read her thoughts, Jim asserted himself a little more than usual. Embracing her, he looked down at her face and gently commanded, “Why don’t you get up on the bed — on your hands and knees — I’ll take it from there.”
As he released her, Linda felt herself complying, getting up onto the bed, staying at the side of the bed nearest to her husband. “OK,” she said, but please be gentle, I’m a little nervous.” She waited, in position on her hands and knees, feeling extremely vulnerable as she presented herself for his inspection and approval. She felt herself blush, her heart beating faster as she submissively anticipated Jim’s next move.
“Of course,” Jim responded, “How could I not be gentle with such a beautiful woman with such a wonderful ass. I think we’ll start by trying the silicone-based lube, the store lady said the water-based one could sometimes get a little sticky.”
Jim moved so that he was beside Linda’s upturned derriere. He gently rubbed her butt through the negligee for a little while before slowly lifting up the sheer skirt material and placing it above her waist. Now, he rubbed her ass through the lace panties. Linda’s breathing quickened as she felt him rub, then gently kiss, her ass through her panties. After a few moments, he tucked his fingers under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, letting them gather at the crook of her knee.
Feeling even more exposed, she closed her eyes as she heard him working with the lube bottle, the liquid making a little noise as he squirted some out. She then felt his lube-covered hands and fingers rubbing gently at the crack of her ass as he gently kissed her ass cheeks, all the while paying her ass a variety of verbal compliments.
She felt his lube-covered fingertips brush over the exposed rosebud of her anus, the sensation foreign, yet exciting. She heard herself involuntarily gasp at the sensation. Next, she felt Jim take a finger and gently press at her rosebud, prying it open. “Oh, oh my,” she exclaimed as Jim’s digit was now planted part way in her anus.
“Shhh, just relax, I’m not going to hurt you,” Jim whispered in her ear. “Try to push back a little bit and maybe grip my finger a little with your ass muscles.” Linda tried to comply and felt a bit more comfortable at the invading finger. “Wow, you’re doing great,” Jim complimented her, “and your ass looks fantastic with my finger inside of it.” She could now feel his finger gently sawing in and out of her butt. Oh my god, she thought, I’m actually getting finger fucked in my ass! She then heard herself moan as she rocked back and forth slightly as Jim’s finger probed her asshole deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, Linda felt Jim insert a second finger into her ass. “We’re just going to make sure you’re ready so the butt plug doesn’t hurt you,” Jim whispered again in her hear. “OK,” she said, “it feels different, a little funny, but it doesn’t hurt — it actually feels kind of nice.”
“That’s good, I’m glad you’re enjoying this. I’m going to finger fuck your ass with a couple of fingers for a little while before I put the butt plug in. I just can’t wait to fuck you while you’ve got a plug in that sexy ass of yours.”
The anxious build up and Jim’s slightly commanding, and somewhat crude words, sent Linda over the top. She was lightly bucking, pushing Jim’s fingers as far as she could up her ass, “Oh, oh god, I think I’m going to cum with your fingers in my ass! Please don’t stop!” she exclaimed. Just then she felt and heard Jim give her a sharp slap on her ass cheek with his other hand. The unexpected sting on her ass cheek, coupled with the invasion of Jim’s fingers in her anus, sent her completely over the edge. She orgasmed loud and hard, bucking as she spewed unexpected obscenities. All the while, Jim kept up his relentless finger fucking of her asshole accompanied by occasional stinging slaps on her ass cheeks.
At the end of the onslaught, as her massive orgasm abated, Linda collapsed face down on the bed. “Oh my god,” she quietly exclaimed, “What did you do to me? That was incredible. I never expected it to feel anything like that.”
“You were simply amazing,” Jim replied with a level of awe in his voice, “I’m so happy that you enjoyed it.”
She rolled partly over and looked at her husband. “Enjoyed it? I loved it. You’ve got to give me a minute to recuperate, but after that I think I’m ready for the butt-plug and we can try it out. Don’t get your hopes up though, I’m still not sure I’ll ever be able to take you ‘up there.’ That thing between your legs might be way too big to ever find its way inside my ass.” Linda put her head down with a sigh, feigning like she had been knocked unconscious.
Jim took the opportunity to use the master bath. Inspecting his fingers, he found them to be surprisingly clean, but washed them thoroughly with soap and water just to be sure. Making his way back to the bedroom, he found Linda lying in bed with her head propped on her arm. “I put the plug inside while you were in the bathroom. I feel kind of full inside there. Now, I need you to make love to me and make me cum again, this time with your cock.”
“Did you turn the plug on before you inserted it? It’s got to be on for the wireless remote to work. There’s a little toggle switch on the end of it.”
“I’m not sure, why don’t you take a look,” Linda said, rolling a bit so that Jim could see the plug in her ass.
“Wow, that looks great in there. Let me flip the switch… there, now the remote should work.” Jim then grabbed the remote off his bedside table and hit a button. Suddenly, the plug started vibrating, making a soft buzzing noise. “Oh my,” Linda exclaimed. Jim then spent a few moments trying different settings that changed the vibration patterns and intensity until they found one that Linda really liked.
“I think I’m really going to like this,” Linda said with a grin. “Come get in bed with me, don’t make me wait any longer.”
Jim joined her on the top of the king-sized comforter, neither bothering to get under the covers. They lay on their sides, facing each other and embraced as Jim pulled his wife’s legs on top of his own, caressing her nipples and breasts — first through the garment and, after a while, eventually slipping his fingers to continue the ministrations under the material. Linda rubbed Jim’s chest for a moment before reaching down to stroke his cock, noticing that it was nicely hard. “Please, put it in me now… I can’t wait any longer,” she said softly.
Jim shifted her to her back while he remained on his side, placing her legs on top of his own for better access to her pussy. He slowly inserted the tip of his hard cock in her extremely wet entrance, feeling the vibration from the butt plug emanate through her body to his cock. The sensation was different and exciting, as he slowly waxed in and out of his wife’s vagina, creating a steady and determined rhythm.
“Oh, oh so good,” Linda cried, “Please fuck me, fuck me hard!”
Jim was eager to comply as he increased the pace and forcefulness of his thrusts, pushing her legs back so that her knees were now over her lower chest, thus increasing his angle of attack. He was now on top pounding his cock downward into his wife’s body as hard as he possibly could. Their good, firm mattress bounced slightly in response as he repeatedly seated himself fully into her pussy on each downward stroke.
Hearing guttural noises from Linda, Jim glanced at her face to make sure she wasn’t in any pain from his assault. He needn’t have worried — Linda’s primal noises were a prelude to another massive orgasm that was starting like an erupting volcano. At this point, he felt Linda’s pussy squirt with each downward stroke from his cock that must have been battering her G-spot. The sensations of his cock sheathed firmly in Linda’s tight pussy, her raucous vocalizations, the immense wetness from her squirting pussy, and the vibrations from the butt plug combined and put Jim on the edge of his own orgasm in near record time.
As Linda was cumming, she heard her husband groan and slightly change the pace of his thrusting. From experience, she knew these were the signs that he was having his own orgasm. She felt the sudden warmth from his release in her pussy, helping prolong her own orgasm.
Both satiated from their efforts, Jim moved to his side once again, allowing Linda’s legs to relax as they flopped over his side. His cock withdrew from her pussy and he looked down to see his cum dribble from her open vagina. The only sounds were the heavy, satisfied breathing coming from each of them, along with the background buzz of the plug still firmly entrenched in Linda’s backside.
“That was absolutely the best, you were magnificent,” Linda complimented, as she reached underneath and pulled out the butt plug, turning the switch off and noticing that it was actually quite clean considering the place it had been for the past half hour or so. She placed the instrument on the bedside table and snuggled against her husband. “Thank you, Jim. I don’t think you can know just how much I needed that.”
Her words, or perhaps the quiet time between them, or maybe even the culmination of everything, allowed the elephant named Marc to make his entrance into the room. They both sensed it and neither quite knew why. In addition, they each knew that the other person also felt the elephant’s unwelcome presence.
“Yes,” Jim replied to mentally break Marc’s presence from the room. “That certainly was wonderful. I’m glad we both enjoyed some new things and that we got over this hurdle as easily as we did, I thought it might be tougher.”
Linda hugged her husband even tighter, sensing the range of emotions he was feeling — from being so blatantly cuckolded only three weeks before, to the closeness of their own coupling this evening.
“Linda, I hope you know, if you EVER do anything like that ever again, you’ll destroy us and our family. I’m still trying to come to terms with how I can ever trust you again. I’m praying that our Friday afternoon sessions with John can help us through this, because right now I still sometimes feel like I’m at the bottom of a big hole with no way to get out.”
He knew his harsh words were incongruous with the lovemaking they had just shared, but he felt he needed to say them nonetheless.
Although Jim’s words were a damper on the closeness that they had just shared, Linda knew they hadn’t been delivered from a place of hate. She knew that the road ahead still had a fair share of bumps and potholes for them to traverse. Their marriage was still on less than solid footing, but at least they had gotten off to a good start with intimacy issues and with putting Jim’s inadequacy issues to bed.
He had to know that there was nothing ‘inadequate’ about his love-making skills, or with Linda’s desire for him. Even if the evening’s coupling hadn’t gone as spectacular as it had, Jim would always be her man, and she’d move heaven and earth to make him understand that.
She squeezed her husband just a little bit tighter. “I know, sweetie. I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done to us. Please don’t give up on me. I’ll do anything I have to do to earn your trust again. I love you so.”
“I love you, too. If I didn’t love you so damned much, I wouldn’t even have bothered trying. I think its time to get ready for bed. I think we both need a really good night’s sleep.”
———- o ———-
For the next couple of weeks, Jim and Linda continued their sessions with John. John was pleased that intimacy had been restored in their relationship. It was far more difficult, if not impossible, if a couple couldn’t resume at least some level of physical intimacy when trying to work through marital issues, especially when infidelity was involved.
Speaking of intimacy, Jim and Linda were having sex almost every night of the week, more than they were having before Linda’s betrayal with Marc. Sometimes, they made sweet, relaxing love quietly pleasuring one another. At other times, they enjoyed a good no-holds-barred fucking, playing with toys (they had each bought a few more that they enjoyed trying) and trying to fuck each other half to death. Linda found that she was somewhat submissive, probably the reason why she fell so easily for an alpha male like Marc.
They even delved into a little role playing, often including some ass-play, spanking, and even some light bondage. One of Linda’s favorite role plays was her being a naughty student that was sent to Headmaster Jim’s office for correction and discipline. Just the thought of these sessions could make her weak in the knees.
If things continued to progress, Linda was hoping to give Jim her ass on their upcoming tenth anniversary. They might not be going to Hawaii this year, but they could still make it a night to remember. She knew how special it would be for both of them if she could give Jim her anal virginity.
During the Friday sessions with John, they seemed to just be going back and forth. Jim seemed to be somewhat “black and white” about Linda’s cheating and his resulting lack of trust in her future fidelity. His assessment of the incident made it clear that he didn’t give a rat’s ass about who or what Marc was, nor that he had an exalted position in society.
Jim disagreed that Marc’s exalted status gave him the right to fuck any woman he picked, regardless of her marital status. Jim pointed out that there were lots of famous people, and even plenty of sports stars. Many such people, like Marc and his teammates, lived right here in their city. Was Jim supposed to give Linda other free passes if similar situations arose?
Jim agreed that Linda wouldn’t likely cuckold him as blatantly as she did when she left that evening with Marc. However, Jim questioned whether she would be able to control herself if Jim wasn’t around. Once Linda went back to work in the fall, how would he be able to trust that she would remain faithful? What if she went out of town and the opportunity to cheat presented itself?
Jim could tell that she was immensely satisfied with the sexual experience she had with Asshole. Her satisfaction was only somewhat extinguished by the enormous pain that she experienced when she found her marriage was on the brink of disaster. Jim assumed that, privately, Linda relished the memory of being selected and then thoroughly fucked by a pro-athlete and alpha male like Marc.
Neither Jim nor Linda, even with John’s help, was able to gain any traction in figuring a way past Jim’s lack of long-term trust with Linda. It felt like they kept rehashing the same points and counterpoints to no avail. After arriving home after their third session focused on their trust issues, Jim said that he was going to go see L.W. to get his advice. L.W. was a wise, older man from Jim’s granddad’s era that Jim leaned on from time to time, often seeking his wisdom and counsel.
Linda had known L.W. for almost as long as she had known Jim. She knew that L.W. was a fair and wise man and that he just might have some words of wisdom for Jim. She hoped this wisdom would help Jim overcome his lack of trust in her. Over the past several weeks, Linda had repeatedly promised that she would never again betray Jim’s trust with another man. To this, Jim always responded that she had made him that same promise on their wedding day. However, her vows didn’t stop her from abandoning her husband on their special night and giving herself to Marc LaValliere, right in front of Jim. All because Marc just wanted to fuck her.
A seasoned attorney, L.W. was semi-, if not mostly, retired from the practice of law. However, given his years of experience, Jim thought that L.W. might be able to provide a new perspective to help them overcome their current obstacles. Before leaving for Disney with the kids, Jim had reached out and talked with L.W. At the time, Jim was of the mind to go completely ‘no contact’ with Linda and simply divorce her without giving them any chance at reconciliation.
L.W. advised him against making such a rash and permanent decision, especially given Jim’s emotional state. He urged Jim to consider their children and the lasting effect such a decision would have on them. He also recommended that Jim take some time to calm down, maybe even take a few weeks, and then ask himself the question, “Am I better off with her or without her?” Today, even after the return of intimacy in their lives, Jim was still having a difficult time with ever thinking he could trust Linda again.
Jim called L.W. and Jim was told to come over that very evening. L.W. could tell that Jim and Linda were still on the brink. Jim brought wine, steaks, and all the accoutrements so that he could cook a nice dinner for the two of them. The two caught up on each other’s lives and had a nice dinner, before retiring with drinks to L.W.’s formal parlor for a more serious discussion.
Jim told L.W. how the sessions with John Saunders had gone thus far, mostly positive but for the one major, and decidedly difficult, issue of being unable to have trust in Linda’s fidelity. Jim reiterated points made on the issue during the sessions by both Jim and Linda, and how Jim couldn’t be swayed to believe that Linda would never cheat again. This was especially true given how she so blatantly and disrespectfully dumped Jim at the club and ran off with Marc for a night of sex. Jim repeated the expression, “once a cheater, always a cheater.”
L.W. asked, “Would you have tried reconciling with Linda if you didn’t have Emma and Tommy?” Jim thought for a moment. “No,” he replied, “I’m pretty sure I would have taken my losses, divorced her, and moved on with my life.”
“That’s what I figured, especially given our earlier discussion before you left with the kids for Disneyland.” L.W. followed up, “Everyone knows that a stay-at-home mom is almost always awarded primary custody of the children, no matter what bad things she might have done to end the marriage. It’s also known that the courts award the stay-at-home mother handsome settlements, including use of the family homestead until the children are grown, along with substantial alimony and child support payments.”
“Given these things, and your answer to my last question, let me ask you another one. Would you have tried to reconcile with Linda IF you knew ahead of time that you would be awarded primary custody of Emma and Tommy and you also knew that your business would be safe and that you wouldn’t be financially burned if you divorced her on grounds of infidelity?”
Jim sat and carefully absorbed the question, quietly thinking about it for some time. Finally, after much consideration he answered, “No, under those conditions, I also wouldn’t have tried to reconcile as I would have ultimately been convinced, as I am now, that I would never be able to trust her again. But then again, your question is a complete hypothetical. We simply don’t live in a reality where courts are concerned with what happened to end a marriage. In our world, the husband gets shafted, no matter what the wife did to end things. The courts only seem to care about maintaining the kids’ and mom’s quality of life, even if it means the dad sleeps in a cardboard box under a bridge and rarely gets to see his children.”
L.W. chucked, “It might not be quite that bad, but I know what you’re saying. The courts do seem to bend over backwards to support the mom and the children. There’s actually some good reasoning for it — we don’t want a system that results in destitute, hungry children with no place to live just because the mom screwed up. You’re right that the system often goes too far when the ‘morally wrong’ party seems to be rewarded for their actions, even when those actions would cause almost any spouse to seek a divorce.”
L.W. sat quietly for a few moments, gathering his thoughts. He then began, “What I’m thinking of is something called a ‘post-nuptial agreement.'” Seeing Jim’s apparent confusion, he continued, “They’re quite similar to ‘pre-nup agreements’ that I’m sure you’ve heard of, only ‘post nups’ are executed after the couple is married. They are valid in our state, but they need to be carefully drafted otherwise the court can throw them out and you’re back to square one.”
“OK, I’m interested, tell me more.”
“To be valid, you need to be able to show that the provisions are ‘reasonable.’ Like there was a true ‘meeting of the minds’ when the post-nup was agreed upon. By reasonable, the agreement can’t make one party destitute or have absolutely no custody. So, an agreement that states that a cheating spouse walks away with only the clothes on their back, or can’t ever see their children again, would almost certainly be deemed unenforceable, and thrown out, by the courts.”
“Because of your lack of trust in Linda, and because of your misgivings about her future fidelity, having provisions, or clauses, regarding infidelity would make perfect sense. Consideration would have to be given to the fact that you have a business and she doesn’t, and the fact that she is currently a stay-at-home mom without her own income.”
“Oh, I forgot to tell you, Linda says she wants to go back to work this fall when Tommy starts school. That actually adds to my lack of trust as she’s likely to get a job in sales where she travels a lot and has opportunities to cheat in places where I’d never find out.”
“Well, a post-nuptial agreement would certainly make most reasonable people think at least twice before they cheat. A well-crafted agreement would be designed to survive a court challenge and set forth very unpleasant, but reasonable, consequences for the cheating party. Even if someone is out of town, there is always the chance that their spouse would learn of their infidelity. Someone as smart as Linda would certainly consider the ramifications before deciding to cheat.”
“OK, this sounds good. I’m going to go home and talk to Linda. I’ve got to believe that she will agree to a post-nuptial. If she balks at the idea, it just solidifies my view that she intends to cheat again. What would we do next? Do we need to find an attorney that does these things or can you help us out with the agreement?”
“I’ve written these types of agreements in the past, so I can certainly represent you, at no charge of course. After all, you and Linda are like the son and daughter-in-law that I never had.”
“However, I can only represent you on this one, I can’t represent both of you. To make sure its enforceable, Linda will need her own attorney. I’ll research any changes that have occurred in the law since I last wrote one of these agreements and I’ll also handle drafting the agreement so we can keep overall costs down. Linda’s attorney would represent her and work on her behalf to negotiate terms or provisions that they feel are unfair.”
“Hopefully, Linda’s receptive to this idea. If she is, you two can try working together on the basic framework that we use. Address questions like what should happen if you divorce due to her infidelity, due to your infidelity, and due to no fault on either party? Let me know if you’re able to come up with a framework that you both like and then we can get back together to start drafting the agreement.”
Jim went home happier than he’d been in some time about his trust predicament. He arrived kind of late and Linda and the kids were already in their beds, asleep. Jim checked on his sleeping kids, saying a little prayer that L.W.’s post-nuptial idea could help them avoid divorce and remain a family. He wanted so badly to continue raising his children and seeing them on an everyday basis.
The next day was Sunday and Jim wasted no time in broaching the idea of a ‘post-nuptial’ agreement with Linda. She was reserved on the idea, wondering why they really needed it since she was never going to cheat again on their marriage. Jim became a bit frustrated with Linda not being as enthusiastic about the idea.
“The agreement just gives each of us, especially me, some assurance that the other person won’t cheat on our marriage in the future. Why are you reluctant Linda? Are you afraid you’re going to cheat again and be stuck with the terms of the agreement?”
“Of course not. Haven’t you been listening to me for the last month and a half. For ten years I was a faithful, loving wife, and then I did what I did with Marc and you’ve rained holy hell on me ever since. How do I know that you won’t throw the agreement in my face if you think I cheated when I’m actually innocent? What if I get a job and I’m meeting a client over coffee at Starbucks and you see us? Are you going to say our coffee was ‘a date’ and use it to divorce me under the terms of the ‘post-nup’?” What if I see a long-lost friend from high school, maybe even a former boyfriend, and we hug each other, maybe even go out for a drink together to catch up? Would that be cause to divorce me and use the post-nup against me? I’m just saying that a lot of innocent encounters happen in life, completely innocent, that someone could see and say ‘boy, that sure looks like she’s cheating!'”
“Are you crazy? I don’t want to get divorced, as you seem to think. In fact, I think I’m trying very hard to stay married to you. You admit that your ‘encounter’ with Marc was anything but innocent. You deliberately left me behind with a room full of our friends to go back to his place and fuck him, for Christ’s sake! Maybe all of my trying is just a waste of time,” Jim finished, shaking his head.
Trying again, he said “Look, I’m just trying to protect myself; I’m trying to convince myself to stay married to you. I’m willing to stay married even though another ‘encounter’ like what happened with Marc might be lurking in our future. If you do pull something like that again in the future, I don’t want to wind up as an every-other weekend dad to my kids. I hope you know that if you ever do anything like that to me again, I’ll divorce you so fast your head will spin.”
Calming down, Jim continued, “Look, I’m fine with spelling out what ‘infidelity’ means to us in the agreement so that neither of us can use innocent encounters, like in your examples, to divorce the other person. In fact, I think that it’s an excellent idea to clearly spell out what constitutes infidelity in our agreement. I’ll see what L.W. has to say on the matter.”
“Jim, you know I can’t apologize enough for how I treated you that night and for what my actions did to our marriage. I absolutely hate going back and forth with you at our Friday sessions, trying in vain to convince you that you can trust me again. I sometimes feel like I’m beating my head against a wall. If we do this post-nuptial agreement, would you at least try to trust me again? After what I did, I know that I might not ever have your full trust like I did before, but could you at least trust me so that I don’t feel like you’re just watching me, just waiting for me to screw up again so that you can leave me?”
“Linda, let me just say that having an enforceable post-nuptial agreement will go a long way to having me trust you again. You’re right, I don’t think I’ll ever have the absolute, implicit, trust I had in you before you ran off with Asshole. You lost that forever. I do think that if we would have had a post-nuptial agreement in place the night Marc plucked you from our table, you would have thought long and hard before agreeing to run off with him. You’re a smart person, Linda, I think given such an agreement you would have turned Marc down, and we would have avoided this entire shit storm.”
“Alright Jim. I’ll work on the framework with you so we can have L.W. draft something that might work. I’ll also look into finding my own attorney who can represent me and make sure the agreement is fair. I’m just hoping that getting this done makes you happy and makes it so that you can trust me as your wife once again.”
Over the next couple of days, Linda and Jim worked out the basis for an agreement that would provide Jim some surety that Linda wouldn’t cheat again. While hoping that he’d never have to use the agreement, Jim really thought, If she does cheat again, I’ll nail her ass and keep my kids and my business. My own little version of ‘trust but verify’.
The basic framework of the agreement was that, if Linda cheated again, she (1) forfeited primary custody of the children to Jim, with her being allowed to have them every other weekend and on either Thanksgiving or Christmas, alternating each year; (2) their marital assets would be split 60-40 in Jim’s favor, but she would have no claim on Jim’s business whatsoever; (3) Jim would keep the house and raise the kids there until they moved out and he sold it, at which time they’d split the profits 60-40; and (4) Linda would not pay any alimony, but would pay child support in the amount of 25% of her net monthly income (standard in their state for two children).
If Jim cheated, the tables would be reversed, as he (1) forfeited primary custody of the children to Linda, with him being allowed to have them every other weekend and on either Thanksgiving or Christmas, alternating each year; (2) their marital assets would be split 60-40 in Linda’s favor. In addition, knowing that he’d never cheat, Jim sweetened the pie and agreed that she would also receive a majority stake (51%) of his business; (3) Linda would keep the house and raise the kids until they moved out and she sold it, at which time they’d split the profits 60-40; and (4) because of the agreed to 51% business ownership to Linda, Jim would also not pay Linda alimony, but he would pay child support in the same amount of 25% of his net monthly income.
Finally, in the case of no infidelity causing the dissolution of their marriage, the couple agreed that (1) primary custody would be shared 50-50 with alternating holidays; (2) the marital assets would also be split 50-50; and (3) neither party would pay child support as custody was evenly split. On the questions of alimony and Jim’s business, however, the couple argued, both raising valid points. Linda argued that she helped Jim build the business by handling the home front and she should receive something for her efforts. Jim agreed that Linda’s handling the home and children helped him start and run a business that was more and more successful.
After much discussion, they agreed that Linda would receive 1% of the business for each full year that they had been married with a cap of 20% after 20 years of marriage. Jim pointed out that, given Linda’s previous success in sales that she might be making more money than he made. So, regarding alimony, they agreed to follow guidelines in their state that provide the lower of $5,000/month or 20% of the monthly income of the higher wage earner and then subtracting 50% of the lower wage earner’s pay from that amount. They agreed that alimony would be paid for a period of 5 years or 7 years if they had been married for at least 25 years. They also agreed that alimony would stop if the lower wage earner remarried or was found to be cohabitating.
The last provision for the agreement regarded their definition of infidelity. They agreed that if either was cheating, like in a hotel room, they likely wouldn’t invite the other spouse inside to film the activity. Jim wanted to prevent Linda from being alone with a lover in a place that he couldn’t access, like Marc’s house, and having Linda lie and tell him that they were “just talking,” or any other such B.S. On top of obvious sex with another person of either gender, they both readily agreed that spending the night alone, such as at a home or hotel, with a person of the opposite sex would constitute infidelity and the other spouse wouldn’t have to have other evidence, like pictures, to prove the offense.
Jim thought that ‘overnight’ was way too long of a time period. Jim pointed out that Marc could have fucked Linda several times and still dropped her off at midnight without Linda breaking an ‘overnight’ rule. Jim got the period of time alone with a person of the opposite sex down to no more than 30 minutes. Linda wanted to argue, but she couldn’t think of a single time she had been alone with a man for over 30 minutes, other than Marc of course, during their marriage. They each agreed that the infidelity clause wouldn’t trigger if meeting with a professional of the opposite sex (e.g., lawyer, doctor, therapist, etc.) and the meeting was at the professional’s office, not in their home or at a hotel room. The infidelity clause also wouldn’t trigger if consent was received from the other spouse, such as if Linda wanted to spend some time talking alone with L.W. at his house, a person Jim trusted implicitly.
Jim took the framework to L.W. and they discussed it further. L.W. was proud of Jim and Linda for doing such a good job spelling out what they wanted in their post nuptial agreement. He told Jim that he had researched intervening case law and that the post-nup with the previsions they wanted was doable and would likely be enforceable. Jim seemed relieved that this unpleasant business was almost over. He told L.W. that he really thought having the agreement would restore some much-needed trust in his heart towards Linda. As both men knew, Linda was a very smart woman. Jim doubted that she’d cheat again knowing that the ramifications were so incredibly great.
Once L.W. was finished drafting the agreement, he provided a copy to Jim to review. Jim shared his copy with Linda, to see if she saw any obvious problems, before having L.W. send it to Linda’s attorney. The agreement looked solid, covering all of their concerns plus some. Linda had hired a seasoned and well-respected family law attorney, Shelia Hughes, to represent her and review the agreement. The attorney billed at $400 per hour, but having L.W. do the actual drafting would keep costs down. Linda’s attorney consulted with her, informing her that some provisions regarding divorce based on her infidelity, while not unenforceable, would be quite damaging. In addition, she could likely do better if they divorced without anyone being at fault without the post-nup.
“Ms. Hughes, I know how severe some of the provisions are, but that’s the point. I cheated on my husband. Because of that, he no longer trusts me. I’d do anything to take it back and not cheat, but I can’t. This is the closest thing that I’ve found that we can do to so that I can earn a somewhat ‘fresh start’ with my husband and so we can get on with our lives. Besides, I’ll never cheat on Jim again, so the severity of those provisions doesn’t really matter anyway.”
With Linda’s position, and a few minor changes and recommendations, Linda’s attorney wrapped up her review. Shelia knew L.W., he had been around forever, so she just called him while Linda was in her office and went over her minor changes and they agreed to add a provision for handling future family events, like weddings and the like, that Shelia recommended. L.W. edited the agreement and emailed Shelia a copy with the changes. Shelia reviewed the changed document, redlined for fast review, and printed out a clean copy for Linda, advising her to use the proffered copy for signing to make sure no other terms were slipped into the agreement. Standing to give Linda the final copy of the agreement, Shelia shook Linda’s hand bidding her farewell and wishing her the best of luck with her marriage. Shelia made a lot of money on the misery of spouses divorcing each other, but it still wasn’t pleasant. She felt good that Linda and her husband might just find a way to keep their marriage intact.
After Linda returned home, Jim looked at the minor changes and they decided to go out and have two copies of the agreement signed and notarized, each of them keeping a copy of the executed agreement and each sending an original copy of the agreement to their respective attorneys. They breathed a collective sigh of relief.
“How about we see if Mrs. Porter can watch the kids so you and I can go out and celebrate?” Jim asked.
“That sounds like a wonderful idea… maybe she can even watch them overnight? I can think of a few things to do besides dinner to celebrate,” Linda said with a grin.
“An even better idea! I’m so happy I married such an intelligent, and beautiful, woman!”
So, that is exactly what the couple did, both having a wonderful time together and both feeling good about what they had accomplished to benefit their marriage.
Having the post-nup finished felt like a weight had been lifted from both of their shoulders. Their marriage, while not back to what it was before Marc intervened, was strong and their lines of communication were open, maybe even more than before the disaster at the club. Linda suggested that they take a break from seeing John. The marriage counseling had been very helpful, but it had run its course for now. Jim agreed and together they called John with their decision, thanking him profusely for his help. John was happy for the couple and invited them to make another appointment if they ever felt they needed his help again, to which they readily agreed.
Life continued. Linda started reconnecting with people that she knew from work back before she had children, letting them know that she was putting out feelers for her return to work this fall when Tommy started school. Given her past performance and success, her name was quickly circulated with keen interest.
The couple also made plans for their tenth anniversary in June. Jim recommended spending a long weekend at a lakeside resort a few hours drive away. He could tell by Linda’s eyes that she was both happy, yet sad, by the recommendation. The resort was highly regarded, but he knew that Linda had wanted to go to Hawaii, but that wasn’t going to happen, at least for this anniversary.
Reading her thoughts, Jim gently smiled and took her in his arms. “Tell you what, why don’t we plan on Hawaii for our fifteenth anniversary. We’ll make it really special.”
“OK, Jim, I’m just sorry that I screwed up your plans to go to Hawaii for this anniversary,” Linda replied, holding him tightly.
“I know, sweetheart, I know. I do forgive you. You know that, right? I’d like you to stop beating yourself up for what happened back in February. Yes, February sucked, but our future looks bright. Besides, I’m not sure I’d be able to get away for a week or ten days to go to Hawaii this year anyway. We just got a new influx of business and everyone is going to be working hard to keep the customers happy.”
“Well, I guess that makes me feel better. I just love you so much. I’ll try not to say how sorry I am anymore. Thank you for forgiving me. I promise, I won’t let you down, not ever again. I’m sure we’ll have a great time at the resort, I’ve heard so many good things about it. If Mrs. Porter can’t watch the kids for that long, we could always fly my mom in to watch the kids, its been awhile since she’s seen them.”
With that, Jim and Linda started making plans for their anniversary and Jim kept extremely busy with work. He didn’t plant cameras, microphones or spend time keeping track of her whereabouts. He knew his wife well. If she was ever to cheat again, it would happen due to circumstances, like what happened at the club, not just a cheap roll in the hay with a neighbor or some guy she met at the grocery store.
The highlight of their summer was their three days at the resort. Linda’s mom flew in from across the country to watch her grandchildren so that Jim and Linda could get away. They liked that option rather than over-burdening Mrs. Porter. For Linda, the highlight was going to be her giving Jim her ass on their anniversary night. They had been playing with toys and such some time now, and Linda thought that she was ready for the experience.
The evening was magical. The dinner at the resort’s five-star restaurant was divine. During dinner, Jim gave his wife a beautiful diamond necklace and Linda gave Jim a very nice framed portrait of their family, saying that he could display it on his desk at work. He thought the portrait of their family being together was appropriate, especially given what they had been through during the past several months. Linda also hinted that another present would be given to him back in their room.
Jim hadn’t known that Linda planned to give him her anal virginity that night, but he had his suspicions. Back at their room, Linda went to the restroom and used a disposable enema to ensure she was very clean for her planned festivities. She then put on a new beautiful set of lingerie that she purchased at a nice boutique earlier in the week, specifically for tonight. She also inserted her favorite vibrating butt plug that Jim had first bought for her a few months ago. The couple now had experience with the plug and with the control settings that gave them their favorite sensations.
The butt plug was exciting, but was nothing new to Jim. He had fun using the remote to change the vibration patterns and intensities and observing Linda’s reactions. The two had oral sex followed by straight sex with the vibrating plug providing enhanced thrills for both of them.
Linda was just coming down after a very strong orgasm, while Jim played mental trick to try to keep his own orgasm at bay so that he could prolong the experience and their love making. They lay in missionary with Linda’s knees bent and her legs wrapped around Jim’s torso. Jim’s cock was still buried in Linda’s tight pussy enjoying the warmth of her velvety glove and the added buzz from the vibrations coming from the plug still buried in Linda’s ass.
After catching her breath for a moment, Linda opened her eyes and looked at her husband’s face. “Darling, I’m ready. I want you to fuck my ass tonight. Make it yours.” The statement alone almost caused Jim to ejaculate.
Jim didn’t say a word as he sat back on his heels with his cock still inside Linda’s vagina. As Linda unwound her legs from Jim’s torso, Jim took the opportunity to tenderly take her ankles and pull her legs together and backward over her head. Grasping both of her feet with one hand, he reached down with the other and slowly removed the plug from Linda’s ass and flipped the switch to turn it off.
Looking down at Linda, Jim said “I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment. Are you sure you’re ready? I’ll try to be gentle.”
“I know you’ll be gentle. I think I’ve been ready for several weeks now, but I wanted to wait until tonight to give it to you.”
Jim rested Linda’s ankles on his shoulders as he reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube and rubbed it a copious amount over his achingly hard cock. He then took one hand to aim his well-lubed cock at her nether opening. There was a fair amount of resistance as his cock was considerably wider than the butt plug, but he continued to push until the head popped through the tight opening.
“Oh, you’re so big!” Linda exclaimed. “Just stay there for a minute and let me get used to you.” Linda then pushed out as she did some Kegel-type exercises with her ass, squeezing and releasing Jim’s cock as she became accustomed to his girth.
“OK, start out slowly and let me see how it feels.” Jim responded by slowly pistoning his cock a slow distance up and down. When Linda didn’t indicate any discomfort, he continued slowly increasing the distance and also slowly increasing the speed.
“Oh… oh… that’s it. That feels good baby,” Linda gasped. Jim took the cue to further increase the distance and the speed. After a few minutes he was fucking her ass almost as hard and fast as he usually fucked her pussy.
“Oh, so good. Come on baby, fuck my ass! Make me your ass whore! Take my ass Jim!” Jim was now pounding into Linda’s ass as he listened to the noises she was uttering, making sure he didn’t hear anything indicating that she was in pain or needed him to stop or slow down.
“Oh god, I’m going to cum! You’re making me cum with my ass! Oh, just keep fucking me!” Jim had heard that some women can have orgasms from anal sex, but thought it might just be a story told by guys to try to convince their wives to try it. Now he knew, it wasn’t a joke. He pumped in and out of Linda hearing her in the throws of a powerful orgasm.
Jim felt his own orgasm coming approaching. “I’m going to cum too, I’m going to shoot my load deep in your ass!” His words enhanced Linda’s own orgasm as she felt Jim release his load deep inside of her. The excitement of the act, coupled with the long-standing forbidden and taboo nature of anal sex, made the experience all the more exhilerating.
Afterwards, the couple lay together embracing and gently stroking each other’s bodies. They agreed that the experience was mind-blowing. While very fun, they also agreed that it was something they’d likely repeat only occasionally, likely not a routine activity in their bedroom.
During the rest of their stay, Linda and Jim enjoyed each other as well the many amenities offered at the resort. Their weekend was a much-needed reprieve from their children and day to day home life. Of course, they loved Emma and Tommy with all their hearts and the kids were well behaved. Even so, every parent sometimes needs some time away to relax and focus on adult activities, without the responsibilities of being a parent for a while.
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A few weeks after their stay at the resort, Jim received a call at work from Dee’s husband Dave.
“Hey Jim, it’s Dave. Haven’t talked to you in a while.”
“That’s right Dave. What did you need?”
“Oh. Em. Well, first I just wanted to apologize. Linda told Dee that you guys needed to pull away from the group and I totally understand. That night at the club, Dee told us that Linda would be leaving with Marc and that she was in for the time of her life. She told us that we shouldn’t tip you off or do anything to ruin it for her.”
“I figured that was the case since no one even bothered to give me a heads up that my wife was ducking out on me in order to fuck some asshole that she’s just met.”
“But Jim, it wasn’t just some unknown guy, it was Mark LaValliere!”
“I don’t give a shit who it was. That night ended up bringing Linda and I to the brink of divorce, and she damn well knows it. She also knows that I’ll divorce her in a New York minute if she ever pulls any kind of crap like that ever again.”
“Ok, Ok, I get it. I honestly don’t know how I’d feel if he had picked Dee instead of Linda. But we all know that Linda is way hotter than Dee, so that wasn’t going to happen. Look, I called to apologize, sorry I haven’t done so sooner, and to let you know something that you might not have heard yet. This might make you feel better.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“I’m not sure if you knew, but my cousin is a police office here in town. They were called out to Marc LaValliere’s place last week. Apparently, LaValliere seduced the wrong wife because somebody jumped him at his place and really messed him up.”
Jim replied, “I heard on the news a few nights ago that he was being placed on Injured Reserve, but the football season hasn’t even started yet. I thought must have been a bad training injury. They didn’t really say what happened or how he was injured to be placed on IR.”
“Well, my cousin told me that whoever jumped him immobilized him, maybe using a Taser or something, and then strapped him down and really worked him over.”
“He’ll get no sympathy from me,” Jim responded. I think he finally got what he deserved after chasing after married women and getting some perverted thrill from turning their husbands into unwilling cuckolds. What ended up happening to him anyway?”
“It’s pretty gruesome actually.” Jim felt himself smile at the words.
“I guess the guy zip tied his hands and feet and gagged him before tattooing the word “Dickless” on his forehead. The assailant then cut off LaValliere’s clothes and pulled a zip tie tight around his dick and balls. You’d think that would be enough, but then he apparently used a torch of some kind and burned the word “Asshole” on his chest. The poor guy was awake the whole time, it must have been excruciating. I guess he was tied down and secured really well and he could hardly move. My cousin said that by the time he got to the hospital the next morning there was nothing they could do and the doctors had to amputate his penis and testicles.”
“Wow, he certainly pissed the wrong guy off,” Jim responded. “I don’t condone what he did, you know I’m not a violent guy, but I’d still like to buy the guy a beer. Sounds like LaValliere’s days of going out to clubs and picking up married women are over.”
“I figured you’d say that,” Dave continued. “From what I heard, it doesn’t sound like he has any permanent injuries that would keep him off the football field. But he’s an emotional and mental mess, so the team decided to put him on IR for ‘undisclosed’ medical reasons.”
“Did your cousin say if they arrested anyone or figured out who was responsible?”
“Not yet, they thought they knew who it was because Marc picked up another guy’s wife at the same club two weeks ago. I guess the husband lost his shit when he found that his wife had left with Marc. He kept screaming that he was going to kill LaValliere. The manager finally had to call the cops to have him removed. The police looked into it, however, and the guy has a good alibi. Supposedly, he was playing poker on the other side of town with a bunch of his buddies. My cousin thinks that the buddies might just be covering for him.”
“What about LaValliere or security cameras? Somebody must have seen something.”
“Well there are quite a few security cameras in LaValliere’s neighborhood, but the guy was riding a bicycle, wearing all black with gloves and a mask and it was after midnight. There was also no moon out that night, so surveillance footage is pretty useless.”
“When the police talked to him at the hospital, LaValliere said that someone rang his doorbell a little after midnight and his doorbell camera showed someone holding up a picture of Donald Trump’s face to the camera. He figured it was one of his team mates as they’re often joking around with each other doing stuff like that, so he went ahead and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, the guy zapped him with something and he hit his head hard on the entryway floor. When he woke up, he was restrained and couldn’t do anything to protect himself.”
“Did he recognize the guy’s voice?”
“That’s a strange thing. According to LaValliere, the guy just went about his business of torturing him without any taunting or words being spoken. When the guy was done, he simply packed up his stuff and left LaValliere laying there. The poor guy lay on the floor in agony overnight until his housekeeper found him the next morning and called 911.”
“Well all that shit couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy,” Jim replied sarcastically.
“I figured you’d like to hear what happened. You know, Dee and I and the rest of the group really miss you guys. You were really the best of us, and we feel just horrible for everything that happened that night. I really wish that I would have ignored Dee and told you what was going on. I’m really sorry about that, buddy. We were happy to hear through the grapevine that you and Linda have been able to patch things up. Congrats, by the way, on celebrating your tenth anniversary.”
Jim bristled at Dave calling him ‘buddy,’ they’d never be buddies again. “Thanks for the congrats, it’s been a rough road. You know, I really felt stabbed I the back that night when no one, including you, gave me a heads up that Linda was going to leave and fuck that Asshole. I’d like to say that we’d like to hang out with guys again, but I’d be lying. Linda and I have found some new friends and, like you apparently heard, we’ve been able to patch things up. It sure hasn’t been easy. I don’t wish what we’ve gone through on any couple out there.”
“OK Jim, I wish you felt differently, but I guess I understand. It must have been hell and it didn’t happen to me and Dee.”
“Dave, thanks for the call, I really appreciate you giving me the info. It does brighten my day hearing what happened to that jerk, I can’t say he didn’t deserve it. I also thank you for your apology, that does mean something to me. Hey, I’ve got to a meeting in a few minutes so I’m going to have to let you go. Thanks for the call. Bye Dave, take care.”
“Bye Jim, say ‘hi’ to Linda for us,” Dave replied as they ended the call.
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Jim smiled as he sat back contemplating the information relayed by Dave about the attack on Asshole. Sounded like the police had little to no clues about the perpetrator. He recalled telling Linda that he had to go back to the office that night to take care of some things to prepare for a very important meeting the next day. He did have an important meeting the next day, but he was already prepared. If anyone looked into his whereabouts that night, his office alibi would hold up. He was at the office, at least that’s what the building’s security cameras saw, and his smart phone remained at the office until the cameras captured him leaving to go home.
Entering the building, Jim went to his office and changed into his all black outfit stashed in a locked cabinet and he donned a pair of black leather form fitting driving gloves. He exited the building out the side he knew the security camera wasn’t working, because he had disabled it earlier in the week. He walked to one of his work vehicles that was parked down the street. An old bicycle that he bought at a garage sale was stashed in the back under a tarp along with his small bag of supplies as he drove to LaVallier’s upscale neighborhood. His supplies included a pair of stolen license plates with strong magnets that he used to quickly attach to the truck’s legitimate plates and a simple disguise of a beard, larger nose, and glasses that he put on in case any cameras caught his image at a traffic light.
Once just outside the neighborhood, he pulled off the road and parked. Retrieving the bicycle, he pedaled to LaValliere’s house, still wearing the facial disguise. He didn’t put on the full facemask until he was outside the asshole’s house before approaching the doorbell. He figured there’d be a doorbell camera, so he retrieved a funny picture of Trump (aren’t they all?) from his pack and held it in front of the camera.
The assault had gone off without a hitch. The big doofus opened his front door without a care in the world and Jim dropped him with several thousand volts from the Taser. His home-made tattoo machine was made from a couple of YouTube videos that he watched while his browser was in “incognito” mode. He bought the baker’s torch from the same garage sale where he found the bicycle.
Jim had never really hurt anyone before, he was a generally a very peaceful person. However, a scumbag that walked around deliberately ruining marriages ‘just because he could’ simply had to be stopped. The only part of the operation that was even remotely difficult was burning the word “Asshole” onto LaVallier’s chest. He hadn’t expected the gross smell from the burning hair and flesh, but he managed. Jim didn’t mind the gagged screams and thrashing coming from LaVallier on bit. The son-of-a-bitch deserved what he was getting.
With Marc’s dick and balls now amputated, having the word ‘dickless’ tattooed on his forehead made perfect sense. The word “Asshole” was burned into his chest as it was Jim’s most frequent nickname for the interloper. Jim wondered if Linda would make any sense of the words “dickless Asshole” permanently etched on LaVallier’s body, coupled with the amputation of the man’s dick and balls.
In addition to Jim’s careful planning, the attack on LaValliere took place in mid-July. Asshole had picked up and fucked Linda way back in late February. Other than referring to the guy as an ‘Asshole,’ which he undoubtedly was, Jim never vowed any revenge against the guy to anyone that night at the club, or even to Linda, for that matter. In fact, Jim’s immediate concern had been with Linda and his family, as she was the one who he had trusted and had made him promises and vows on their wedding day. Marc never made any promises to Jim that he would stay away from Jim’s wife. But the scumbag had to pay, nonetheless.
While revenge on the asshole was certainly sweet, what really compelled Jim to take action was LaValliere’s cavalier attitude to other people’s marriages and to his apparent pleasure of turning men that the LaValliere obviously felt were beneath him into unwilling cuckolds. While he certainly could have, Jim didn’t want to kill the guy. However, he did want to make sure that LaValliere’s days of home-wrecking and making involuntary cuckolds out of every day, hard-working men came to an abrupt end. He surely hoped that LaValliere lived the rest of his days in misery, realizing that his callous acts towards others led to his sad situation.
———- o ———-
At home, Jim told Linda about what had happened to Marc and, as expected, she was noticeably upset. Jim told Linda that Dave said that the word ‘dickless’ had been written on LaValliere’s forehead, the word “Asshole” etched into his chest, and that his dick and balls were amputated. She looked at him, her eyes wide with shock.
“That’s just horrible!” Linda wailed. “I know you hate him, but Jim, he really was a very nice gentleman and treated me with nothing but respect during our time together.”
“Maybe you feel that way, Linda. But the guy couldn’t seem to keep his dick out of other guys’ wives. I think he enjoyed hunting for married women and taking them away from their husbands — just like he took you away from me that night at the club. So, while he may have shown you some respect, probably just so he could fuck you, he certainly didn’t show me, or our marriage, a single ounce of respect.”
“I know what you’re saying, Jim. I agree that he wasn’t considerate of you to our marriage, but I was the one that accepted his advances and I was the one that agreed to go home with him. He didn’t force me. I was punished for my actions and I accept that punishment. I now have to live with a strict post-nuptial agreement hanging over my head.”
“He did some bad things, Jim, but he didn’t deserve to be tortured and maimed, did he?” she said softly.
Jim sensed that Linda may suspect that Jim was somehow involved in LaVallier’s assault. “Probably not, but it sounds like he pissed off the wrong husband after one of his many hunts. Dave said that the cops think that they know who did it, but the guy’s buddies are covering for him and giving him an alibi. They sound like better friends that the friends that stabbed me in the back that night.”
Linda looked down and thought of the horrors inflicted on a young, vibrant football player that had swept her off her feet, seduced her, and fucked her so completely just a few short months ago. She felt so special when Marc picked her that night at the club. Now she felt like horrible, wondering if her own husband was in some way connected the atrocity. She’d likely never know.
A feeling of guilt washed over her. If she had resisted Marc’s advances, her marriage wouldn’t have been severely tested. If Jim was involved, then Marc would still be able to sweep ladies off of their feet and fuck them with his magnificent cock and fucking abilities. “I guess Marc will never be able to have sex again,” she said softly, looking down and shaking her head.
“I suppose not,” Jim replied, a look of indifference in his eyes. I guess LaVallier’s not just an Asshole anymore, now he’s a Dickless Asshole.”
Linda looked at Jim with surprise. How could Jim find humor in what happened to Marc? Did he really hate him that much?
———- o ———-
That fall, as planned, Linda found a job in sales when Tommy started Kindergarten. Her new company was a medical devices company headquartered in Los Angeles. A former colleague went work for the company a couple of years ago. He highly recommended Linda to the company’s sales management team when he heard that Linda was ready to reenter the workforce. The salary and benefits were very nice. With the commissions she could earn from her sales, it was likely she’d earn a six-figure income during her first full year with the company.
She and Jim interviewed several young ladies that were studying education at the local college and hired the best candidate to be their kids’ after school and summertime nanny. They selected Lisa and they had been very happy with how well she did with the kids and how much the kids seemed to like her.
She was pleased that her co-workers didn’t try to seduce her or do or say anything inappropriate around her. She wished she could say as much for her clients. Many of her clients were doctors that thought that it was their privilege to bed attractive sales ladies trying to make a living selling pharmaceuticals, medical devices, and the like. While some of the doctors were quite attractive, she didn’t do anything inappropriate with any of them, other than some light flirting, always staying true to her marriage vows. She had to threaten one doctor that almost insisted that she go to bed with him. Not only did he back down, but he also placed a sizeable order through her.
Linda knew that there’d be no more second chances. If she screwed up, and Jim found out, he would go for the jugular and immediately file for divorce and enforce their post-nuptial agreement giving him custody of their children and the lion’s share of their estate. In addition, a small part of her still wondered if Jim was in someway responsible for the attack on Marc LaValliere. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her, but what about the man that seduced her? She shuddered at the thought.
Consequently, even though she had a fair amount of travel to cover her territory, she stayed true to Jim and her promises. She promised herself that her one screw up with Marc would be her one and only. She refused to allow her one betrayal to define her. She would prove that Jim’s adage of “once a cheater, always a cheater,” was wrong. At least when it came to her.
———- o ———-
Five years later.
Linda was still enjoying her job and Jim’s business was increasing in both volume and profits. In addition, the kids were both doing well in school. Emma was in middle school and Tommy was now a fifth grader.
This past summer, Jim took her on a ten-day vacation to Hawaii to celebrate their fifteenth anniversary. The trip was amazing as they stayed on three different islands and enjoyed fun excursions that Jim arranged ahead of time. Their love for each other had grown stronger and the unfortunate events of the February years ago seemed like a distant memory. Without telling Jim, Linda still reflected on her night with Marc as a lust-filled, erotic experience. Never before, or since, had she behaved so wantonly — placing her own primal needs above everything else. Never before had she behaved like such a slut for a man that was essentially a perfect stranger. But then again, Marc was one of a kind with his combination of his looks, charm, confidence, and charisma.
Speaking of Marc, Linda was sad to learn that after his attack, Marc decided to retire from the NFL and never played football again. She heard through a friend that he had the tattoo on his forehead removed, but the removal left some nasty scars. She didn’t know if he ever had work done on his chest or if the word ‘Asshole’ was still emblazoned there. Last she heard, Mark moved away three years ago to a small ranch in northern California away from the cities. He essentially lived as a hermit. Obviously, his identity as the consummate ladies’ man was destroyed with the amputation of his penis and testicles.
She was in Los Angeles for an all-hands meeting of all of the company’s top performers. She was up for the award of ‘Salesperson of the Year.’ The award was accompanied by an all-expense paid vacation to Europe for the winner and his or her spouse or significant other. The award wasn’t purely based on sales, but was also reflective of other non-sales activities that the individual made that benefitted the company. There were four others up for the award — one from each of the company’s five regional sales areas. While Linda doubted that she would win tonight, her being the newest employee from the group, she did let her mind wander and dream of taking her husband on such an amazing trip.
That night, in the large ballroom rented by the company, Linda and her co-worker listened to speeches typical of a company’s large meeting with employees. The speeches were largely motivational and laid a path that the company would aggressively pursue during the next year to make the company even more successful and profitable. A nice dinner was served to everyone in the room, grouped at round tables that each sat ten people. After a few speeches, awards were presented in various areas of the company such as engineering, design, and sales. When the Sales Person of the Year award was announced, Linda couldn’t believe her ears when she heard the CEO announce her name.
Linda sat stunned for a moment as the audience applauded. She then collecting herself and walked to the front of the ballroom to collect the plaque and a check from the CEO. The CEO shook her hand and smiled and congratulated her for her efforts. Linda beamed as she shook the CEO’s hand. The two turned so that the company photographer could take their picture, capturing her big moment.
Back at her room, she called Jim and gave him the happy news. “Guess what sweetie? I WON!!! We’re going to go on an all-expense paid trip to Europe next year and I also got a cash award of $5,000!”
“Wow honey, that’s amazing! I’m so proud of you. I knew you could do it. Are you and your coworkers doing anything tonight to celebrate?”
“Someone said there is a band playing down in the hotel bar tonight and they’re supposed to be pretty good. My friend Julie said she wanted to check it out. I told her I’d go down and listen for a while and join her for a drink or two. My flight home tomorrow leaves at noon, so I don’t want to stay out too late.”
“OK, have fun sweetie, you certainly deserve it,” Jim said. “Don’t worry about the home-front. Kelly (their new nanny) and I have it covered. I took the kids out for pizza tonight and we had a good time. I’ll tell them your good news before they go to school tomorrow morning.”
“OK babe, I just can’t wait to see you. My flight doesn’t get in until about five due to the time difference. Do you want to pick me up or should I take an Uber home?”
“I’ll plan on picking you up, I really want to. I think I can leave the office a little early. If something comes up and I can’t make it, I’ll text you.”
“OK Jim. God, I just love you so much. I can’t wait to see you.”
“Well, we’ll see each other in less than 24 hours, and you can show me then just how much you love me,” Jim responded teasingly. Go have some fun with your friends, just don’t have too much fun,” he joked. They signed off. Linda then freshened up and changed into a more appropriate outfit than her work attire. She met Julie outside the bar and they wandered inside the large bar area to find a seat where they could relax and have some fun.
Julie was single and about ten years younger that Linda. She was fairly attractive and openly let Linda know that she intended to pick up a hot guy and take him back to her room for some hot sex. Linda thought of how young people these days enjoyed sampling many lovers, without shame or guilt. On some level, she envied Julies free spirit.
The two had a good time listening to the band with each of them dancing with a few different guys out on the medium sized dance floor. Linda made sure that her dance partners’ hands stayed in respectable places. Julie seemed to latch onto one young man that Linda thought was ‘OK’ looking, but certainly no heart-throb. She watched the two dance to a few songs and then return to her table.
“Hey Linda, this is Rob. He and I are going to go up to my room for a ‘night cap.’ Do you want to join us or are you going to stay down here for a while longer?” Linda knew Julie didn’t want her joining them and was only being polite. She didn’t see anyone else that she knew from her company, so she figured she just stay and finish her glass of wine before she called it a night. “Thanks, but I’d like to leave for the airport by nine given LA traffic. You two have fun. Julie, I’ll see you back at the office next week.” Rob and Julie said good night and headed for the elevators.
After another song, Linda saw a very attractive man enter the club. The man was large, at least six-four or six-five, with broad shoulders and a tight waist. He looked muscular, obviously a man that worked out and lifted weights, maybe even playing a sport like football or hockey. His outfit and demeanor screamed power and success. Linda thought that he looked to be in his early- to mid-thirties, a few years younger than her forty. She watched as he surreptitiously scanned the tables in the bar, likely checking out the available females on hand. As she observed the man, Linda noticed many women in the bar area clearly checking out the handsome man.
Linda sipped her third glass of wine for the evening as she observed him walk around the large bar area, occasionally stopping to watch the band as they played. After a while he was near her table. He looked up and met her eyes as he approached.
He offered Linda his hand. “Hi, I’m Jack. Would you care to dance?”
The butterflies churned in Linda’s stomach as she was mesmerized by this handsome, powerful looking man. She placed her hand in his and let him lead her to the dance floor. They danced several songs and then the band played some slow songs. Jack pulled Linda close, she could smell his expensive cologne. He seemed to just exude pheromones and raw sexuality.
Through the noise of the band, Jack put his mouth close to her ear and told her how beautiful she was; that she was the most beautiful woman in the club. As he pulled her close, Linda could feel Jack’s sizable penis through their clothes. Her three glasses of wine together with the man’s persona, strength and confidence combined to assault her senses. She felt herself getting wet as he pulled her close and put his thigh slightly between her legs, allowing her pussy to brush against his leg through her clothing. The soft love song being played by the band continued in the background.
As he held her in his strong arms, Jack whispered that he was only in town for a short while and would be returning to New York the next day. Despite the closeness of their bodies, Jack was a complete gentleman, never grabbing her ass or her breasts or making her feel uncomfortable. He whispered that he’d like her to join him in his room located on the top floor of the hotel for a ‘nightcap.’ She knew full well what the nightcap in his room would entail. At that very moment, she wanted that experience with every fiber of her being.
“But… I’m a married woman,” she weakly argued.
“Is your husband here?” Jack inquired with a smile, looking into her eyes.
“No. But, I really shouldn’t.” She said softly. “I’ve made promises…” her voice trailed off.
The man continued flirting, whispering to her his encouraging banter and his unquenched desire for her. Linda imagined the unbridled, phenomenal sex that the night held in store for her. She was over a thousand miles from home and this was her last night. Jim would never know.
Jack continued his seductive words, wearing down Linda’s resolve. Suddenly, he kissed her right on the mouth. Linda’s knees became weak… she knew she had to have this man, if only for the night.
“Come back to my room with me,” Jack implored looking down into her eyes.
“Alright,” Linda said. “But I have to leave for the airport early tomorrow.”
“That’s alright,” Jack smiled. “I’ll make sure you’re on your way with plenty of time to spare.” Taking Linda’s hand, he led her from the dance floor and out of the bar towards the bank elevators.
Linda’s heart was hammering with anticipation. As they approached the elevators, one of the doors opened and a beautiful, tall, thin, young woman with long straight black hair exited. Linda’s mind recalled Jim’s story of the beautiful young woman that unsuccessfully propositioned him in Dallas a few years ago. Linda’s heart continued to hammer, but now with a mixture of fear and anticipation.
Still holding hands, Jack and Linda entered the now vacant elevator car and the two around turned to face outward. Jack pressed the top button, the floor where his room was located. Linda suddenly felt like she was having panic attack.
“I.. I.. can’t do this,” Linda said quickly to Jack. “I can’t cheat on my husband.” She let go of Jack’s hand and walked forward exiting the elevator, leaving Jack alone in the elevator. As the elevator doors were starting to close, she heard Jack clearly say, “You made a wise choice, Mrs. Benson.”
Linda’s eyes shot wide opened as she spun around at the words, seeing Jack’s smiling face through the closing elevator doors. She felt light headed as the reality of the situation sunk in. This was a setup, a test, she thought. How dare Jim do this to me!
Jack was a very skilled ladies’ man and seducer. Linda had no idea where Jim found him, but he was damned good. Even though it was a setup, she knew that if she had gone to Jack’s room, her marriage and happy family would have been annihilated. Jim would have immediately filed for divorce according to the terms of the post-nup.
Linda found a seat in the nearby lobby and sat down. The events of the past half hour sent mild shock waves through her system. She calmed her breathing, bringing some clarity to her thoughts, reducing the hammering of her heart.
Of course he tested you, you dummy! You cheated before — right in front of him and a table-full of friends. He needs to know if you’ll fail him again when you didn’t think you could be caught. You came so very close to blowing it. She thanked her guardian angel for having the young lady exit the elevator, helping to reset her emotions and bail her out of a very bad decision.
She knew her husband thought that ‘once a cheater, always a cheater.’ She now knew his ‘Trust but Verify’ mantra was quite serious. Given how she had behaved with Jack, she was certain that further tests were in store for her until Jim trusted her implicitly, a day that might never come. I didn’t pass this test with flying colors, but at least I passed!
Back in her room, Linda decided to text Jim as it was too late to call. She hoped to get in front of any fallout that my result from what she expected was Jack’s less than flattering report to Jim.
“I met your friend, ‘Jack.’ He was attractive and I was certainly tempted. But, even after 3 glasses of wine and his obvious skills with women, I escaped back to my room. Alone.”
“I admit that our dancing may not have passed the ‘spouse test.’ I hope that you aren’t too disappointed in me. You still may not believe me, but I will not cheat on you ever again. I love you and I on proving it to you when I get home.”
She figured that Jim was asleep, given the hour, so she was surprised when she got an almost immediate text back from her husband.
“I told you to have fun, but not too much fun. Sounds like you did. I admit that I’ve been on pins-and-needles all night waiting for Jack’s report. I just received it a few minutes ago. He sent me a text and let me know that, despite his very best efforts, he failed in his attempts to seduce you.”
“Sounds like you didn’t get an ‘A+’, but at least you passed. I found Jack online and he has quite the reputation for seducing beautiful women, so don’t feel too bad for a little dirty dancing.”
“The dirty dancing does necessitate a visit to the Headmaster’s office when you return from LA for some overdue discipline. I’ll check with Mrs. Porter and see if she can watch the kids overnight. (smiley face emoji)”
“Congratulations on both the award and on passing the ‘test’ — I’m proud of you for both. I love you and can’t wait to pick you up at the airport tomorrow. Sleep tight my love.”
“Goodnight sweetheart. I’ll be sure to report tomorrow to the Headmaster’s office as instructed! (smiley face emoji)”
Linda got ready for bed and then slipped under the covers. I hope Jack didn’t report that he got me into the elevator to go to his room for sex when I finally bailed out. Well, at least I bailed out before doing anything stupid.
She smiled, content to be sleeping alone in her own bed. Jim has no idea just how close I came to ruining everything, never again will I be so tempted.
As she drifted off to sleep, Linda thought of her wonderful husband and family waiting for her at home, anticipating her arrival. I survived Jack’s best efforts, so I know I can thwart any temptations that might be thrown my way. I’ve got the most wonderful life. I’m simply never going to do anything ever again to jeopardize that happiness ever again.
The End