Our story is like so many others. We met in college, dated off and on and then one day I realized I didn’t want to date other girls. I wanted to spend all my time with Mary Beth. Apparently about the same time she decided that she wanted to spend her time with me. We were a steady couple the rest of the way through college and we were married three months after graduation.
Mary Beth never did put her college education to go use. Three weeks after we married we found out that she was pregnant. She had Gloria and eleven months later she had Alexander. She decided that she would be a stay at home mom and I had no problem with that. One year after the arrival of Alex Melanie arrived on the scene and Mary Beth decided that three was enough and she had her tubes tied.
We lived in the house that my parents left me in their wills. They met an untimely death when a deputy sheriff involved in a high speed chase lost control of his patrol car and hit them head on,
The house was a hundred year old farm house on eight hundred acres. The house had been built by my great grandfather and had been passed down through the family. Each generation had added modern touches to the place so even thought the house appeared to be very old on the outside the interior was quite up to date.
The property had a large barn and an equipment shed which was really a large six vehicle garage. There were also several other small out buildings like the milk shed that wasn’t used as a milk shed any more and they were instead used for storing things. The place was free and clear thanks to a settlement from the County and my parent’s life insurance.
I never wanted to be a farmer like my great grandfather, my grandfather and my dad so I leased out the acreage to the Martins who were our neighbors to the south. The closest I came to farming or ranching was keeping horses. At one time we had five. Mine, Mary Beth’s and each of the kids had one. When the kids left we sold off theirs, but still had the two that Mary Beth and I ride.
We put all three kids through college and they are all married now and are away from home. Mary Beth has never had to work unless she wanted to and she never wanted to until the last kid left for college and then she decided that she wanted to go to work. She decided that she wanted to be a nurse and she went back to school to get a nursing degree. She worked as a nurse for a couple of years before finding out that she could not stand being around sick people all the time.
Mary Beth has never wanted for anything. Clothes, jewelry, car, you name it and if she wanted it I got it for her. We had what I considered a good, solid relationship. We made love often and it was always exciting. She is a very beautiful woman and I have always showered her with compliments, attention, love and affection,
All of which makes what happened so hard to understand.
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It was a Tuesday and after breakfast Mary Beth and I enjoyed a cup of coffee out on the patio and talked about what the day had in store for us. Mary Beth said that she was going to run into town and buy groceries and other than taking care of the horses she wasn’t planning on doing anything else. All I had going was just another day at the office.
I drove toward town and when I got to the railroad tracks about a mile south of town I found a stopped train blocking the crossing. I sat there for maybe fifteen minutes and then I got out of my pick up and headed up the track to see if I could find out what was going on. I found a guy checking a coupler between two boxcars and asked him what was going on. The train had hit a cow and they were waiting for the sheriff and he was apparently on the other end of the county. They couldn’t move until he arrived.
I got back in my truck and turned around and went back home. When I got home I went into the house and Mary Beth wasn’t there. Her car was still there so I figured that she was down at the barn taking care of the horses. The barn is about two hundred yards from the house and I headed down to it. As I got closer to the barn I saw the tail end of a pick up truck. It looked like my friend Mike’s truck and I wondered what he would be doing parked behind my barn at that time of day. I walked down behind the barn and checked and sure enough it was Mike’s.
The door to the tack room was right there so I opened the door and went in. As soon as I was in the tack room I heard the moans of a woman being fucked. I moved quietly to where I could see into the barn proper and what I saw ruined my day. Mary Beth was naked and lying on a horse blanket on top of some hay bales. Her legs were up on Mike’s shoulders and he was pounding away at her. She was moaning and gasping out:
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”
I could feel the heat building in me. A burning rage to get my deer rifle and shoot them both. I noticed a hay fork hanging on the wall and I smiled at the thought of driving it through Mike’s back and pinning the two cheating shits together. I was reaching for the fork when I came to my senses and remembered what happened to Bill Miglio when he killed the guy he caught fucking his wife Mae. He got life without the possibility of parole. I didn’t want that. I’d make Mike and Mary Beth pay, but I would plan it out in a way that wouldn’t send me to prison.
I turned and left the barn and as I came out the door I noticed the water hose that Mary Beth used to fill the horse’s water tanks. On a whim I picked it up and stuck it in the filler tube of Mike’s gas tank and turned the water on. I filled the tank, turned the water off. And then, cooled down a bit, I went back in the barn.
Mary Beth was begging Mike to fuck her harder. He was banging her hard and I heard him tell her that he was going to cum. She grabbed his ass and pulled him deep into her and he grunted as he came. He pulled out of her and reached for his pants and Mary Beth said:
“Aren’t you forgetting something?”
He dropped his pants, knelt in front of her and started eating her pussy and sucking his dick snot out of her. Mary Beth had an orgasm as he did it. They were kissing when I left, got in my truck and headed to work. The train was gone and I went into work and explained my absence and they told me that they already knew about the train and figured that was why I wasn’t there.
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After work I headed home and on the way I passed a wrecker towing Mike’s truck. I laughed and thought “That’s only the beginning asshole – only the beginning.” The rest of the drive home was spent thinking about what to do to Mary Beth. She had to pay. I wouldn’t be able to rest unless I made her pay.
As I pulled up at the house I steeled myself to act normal around the cheating whore. Over dinner I asked Mary Beth if she had talked to Alice (Mike’s wife) lately.
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why would you ask that?”
“Just curious. We used to have her and Mike over quite often and I haven’t seen her in a while. I just wondered if something was wrong. Anything come between the two of you that I don’t know about?”
I saw something pass over her face as she said, “No. As a matter of fact I talked to her this afternoon. She told me that someone had damaged Mike’s truck by putting water in his gas tank.”
“Maybe he got caught fucking some one’s wife.”
Mary Beth got a funny look on her face and I went on, “Rumor has it that Mike is fucking some slut and has caught an STD. I sure hope that whoever he is fucking is making him use a rubber.”
At that point Mary Beth turned pale and I left the kitchen. I laughed to myself and headed down to the equipment shed to work on a thirty year old John Deere that I was restoring.
I worked for a couple of hours and then went back to the house. Mary Beth was in the living room and I could hear her talking on the phone so I moved quietly to where I could listen in.
“Are you absolutely certain? Damn it Mike; if you have anything then you gave it to me and I’ll end up giving it to Ralph. Once that happens he will know and God help us then.”
“And how did the rumors start? Are you bragging about doing me?”
“No, I don’t want to stop, but I do want to be safe.”
“Okay. Same time?”
“See you then.”
I walked into the room just as she was hanging up.
“That was Alice. Mike’s truck has been fixed. I asked if they would like to come over for a barbecue on Saturday. She said she would check with Mike. Is that okay with you?”
“Fine” I said and went into the kitchen to get a beer. I drank my beer and thought about Mary Beth. She was going to be put on the street very soon, but I wanted some measure of revenge first. And Mike had to suffer also. Shit! If Mary Beth wanted to fuck around maybe she should have asked me first. I might have agreed to let her. I’d never been unfaithful, but there was this little sexpot where I worked that I could have easily talked myself into trying. I might have said yes if Mary Beth would have asked just so I wouldn’t feel guilty going after Amber.
After the phone call Mary Beth seemed to be a little out of sorts. She acted very sweet around me and even came up to me and rubbed my dick through my pants and asked me if it gave me any ideas. It did and as we headed for the bedroom I wondered if she had cleaned herself after Mike left or if maybe I was going to get sloppy seconds.
Our sexual episodes usually included me eating her pussy, but no way was I going to munch on her muffin not knowing whether or not she cleaned up after Mike. I wondered if the fact that I didn’t eat her made her wonder why. I fucked her and she was as active a participant as usual and after the first time she did go down on me and get me up for a second go.
She woke me up in the morning with a state of the art blow job and then rode me cowgirl until we both got off, I thought we were done, but she climbed in the shower with me and I took her as she leaned against the wall. We ended up back in bed for one more round and then she jumped up and ran to fix me breakfast while I dressed for work.
On the drive into town I wondered if she would clean herself before her meeting with Mike that morning or if she would give him sloppy seconds and then make him suck the both of us out of her snatch.
At work I flirted a bit with Amber. With any luck at all I could have her interested by the time I kicked Mary Beth to the curb.
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Late that afternoon Mary Beth called me and asked me if we could go out that night for dinner and a couple of drinks. I figured why not? If I kept her happy with any luck I would get enough pussy before I tossed her out to last me until I could find another source.
Usually when we go to town Alice and Mike join us. Mary Beth said that she thought it would be nice for a change for it to be just the two of us. When we walked into Dusty’s and headed for our usual table we found Alice and Mike all ready sitting there. I saw the looks exchanged between Mary Beth and Mike and I just smiled and acted like the clueless twit they thought that I was.
We joined them and sat and talked until the band got set up and started playing. I noticed that Mike was drinking more than usual and I wondered if he was feeling guilty having to sit there and look at me. I also noticed the looks being exchanged by Mary Beth and Mike. Bob and Merrie Hopkins joined us and that eased the tension just a tad.
There was a nice slow tune being played and Alice tried to get Mike to dance with her, but Mike said that he didn’t feel like dancing. Mary Beth suggested that I dance with Alice so I stood up and escorted her out onto the floor. I figured that suggesting I dance with Alice was Mary Beth’s way to get Alice and me out of the way so she could talk to Mike. I guess I was right because in a minute I saw the two of them on the other side of the floor.
I wondered just how clueless Mike and Mary Beth thought I was. Over the next two hours Mary Beth danced with Mike about twice to every time she danced with me. I didn’t care because I knew something that the both of them didn’t and that was that two of them were going to pay a price for their actions and it would be sooner rather than later.
Besides, dancing with Alice wasn’t a chore. Her tits were bigger than Mary Beth’s and on the slow tunes I held her close and those puppies pushed into my chest. When Mary Beth and Mike were history I thought I just might pay Alice some attention.
Mary Beth wanted to leave about half an hour before last call so I hit the bathroom to take a whiz before the drive home. Mike was in the john, more than a little drunk, and he was running off at the mouth to a couple of other guys. I did my thing and then left.
As we were driving home I told Mary Beth that Mike was in the bathroom and he was bitching to Maury Phillips that there was a woman there that he wanted to take out to the parking lot and fuck, but her husband and Alice were there so he couldn’t.
“I jokingly asked him if he would share if I could distract the husband and Alice. He just laughed and said that the woman was a whore and I wouldn’t like her loose cunt.”
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a change come over Mary Beth’s face as she considered what her lover might be saying about her when he was drunk. Hopefully I was on the way to poisoning the well.
Once we were home Mart Beth changed into one of her sexy gowns and came into the den where I was checking my email. Her nipples were hard and sticking out and I wondered what a drunken Mike had managed to do to get her hot. She spun around in front of me and asked me if the gown gave me any ideas.
“Silly girl. Of course it gives me ideas. We need to take this to the bedroom.”
I started sucking her tits (and I admit I was thinking of Alice’s) and then I worked my way down her body until I got to her snatch. She was moaning and she had her legs spread wide. She was very wet and if I hadn’t kept a close eye on her all night I would have suspected that the wetness was Mike’s leavings. I wondered what Mike had done to get her so wet. It pissed me off and then I looked up at her and asked if she was all right.
“Why would you ask that now?”
“Your pussy smells bad and it looks all reddish.”
She jumped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom. I watched as she put her fingers in her pussy and then smelled them. She pulled her pussy lips apart and looked at them. She told me that it was my imagination, but she would make a doctor’s appointment and get herself checked out. She came back to bed, but her mood had changed and she didn’t want to make love anymore. I told her that it wasn’t fair that she get me all hard and stiff and then say no.
“It’s all your fault. You’re the one who said there was something wrong with my pussy.”
“Maybe. But there is nothing wrong with your ass” I said as I rolled her over.”
“I don’t want to do that.”
“And I do” I said as I started to work my cock into her ass.
She tried to get away, but I held onto her and kept working my cock until I was all the way in. Once I got to stroking she couldn’t help but get into it.
I knew when it was over she would be pissed and things might be a little frosty around the house for a day or two, but I didn’t really give a shit. Her days were numbered; she just didn’t know it.
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I talked with a lawyer on Wednesday and he told me that I would need irrefutable proof if I was going to divorce Mary Beth for adultery. We were a no-fault state, but the local judges were known to take a hard line against the adulterous party.
Thursday as I got ready to go to work Mary Beth reminded me that she was going to go visit her cousin and might be late in getting home. I told her that I remembered.
I had arranged a day trade with one of the other guys and so when I left the house to go to work I drove around to the back of the property and parked so a clump of trees was between me and the house. I made my way to the barn and entered the tack room. There is a ladder from the tack room up to the hayloft and I got up into the hayloft and positioned myself where I could see the house and get a good view of the action in the barn and not be seen.
It was a long wait and I began to wonder if I’d miscalculated then around eleven I saw Mary Beth heading for the barn. I always come down early and let the horses out of the barn and into the corral. When Mary Beth comes down they go to her because they know she is going to feed them. She gave them some oats and then mucked out their stalls. Once that was done she arranged four bales of hay, spread a horse blanket over them and started to undress. As she was pulling off her boots I heard a truck pull up behind the barn.
I turned on the video camera and waited. Mike came into the barn and walked over to Mary Beth, took her in his arms and kissed her. They swapped tongues for a minute or so and then pulled apart and started undressing. When both were naked Mary Beth turned and bent forward over the hay bales and Mike moved up and took her from behind. I hate to admit it, but my dick got hard watching the two of them.
They went at it for about ten minutes and then Mike pulled out of her. He was limp so I know he came in her. She turned and went to her knees and took him in her mouth and started sucking on him. It took her about five minutes to get him back up again and then she laid back on the bales, spread her legs wide and waited for Mike to move into her. He fucked her hard and steady for about fifteen minutes as she wrapped her legs around him and clutched his ass with her hands.
Finally he stopped and held still for a bit and then when he pulled out his cock was limp. Mary Beth said something and pointed at her cunt. Mike knelt and started sucking up his mess. Once he had her cleaned out to her satisfaction she started sucking on him to get him up for another go. I had enough evidence so I turned off the camera and then quietly climbed back down into the tack room. As I slipped out of the tack room I noticed the water hose and I just could not resist. It might make him wonder about his truck not running right following his visits to Mary Beth, but so the fuck what? Let him wonder if I was onto him. Let him start looking over his shoulder.
I drove into town had a few beers to kill time and then I went home arriving at my usual time. I fixed myself a bite to eat and sat down to watch some TV. Mary Beth came home around eight and told me that she was horny and said that she wanted to go to bed early. I almost told her I wasn’t feeling good and really wasn’t up to it, but then I decided that once I tossed her out it might be a while before I got laid again. Once again I skipped doing oral on her and after sucking on her tits and fingering her pussy for a bit I got right to it. After a pretty active fuck I came and was surprised when Mary Beth went immediately down on me to get me up again. I guess fucking Mike kind of charged her up.
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Friday on the way to work I dropped off the video tape at the attorney’s and made the necessary plans for ruining Mary Beth’s day on Sunday morning. When I got home Mary Beth was all hot to trot again and I wondered if Mike had been by again. I wondered when the boy worked. Whatever. I gave Mary Beth what she wanted and then we had a late supper and watched some TV. When we got to bed she wanted to go again and I didn’t fight her off.
I had to work every third Saturday and it was my Saturday to work. As I got ready to leave for work Mary Beth reminded me that we were going out with Mike and Alice that evening and they would be there at six-thirty to pick us up. I told her I remembered and then left the house.
Mary Beth was dressed and ready to go out when I got home. Even as pissed at her as I was I had to admit that she was one beautiful and sexy lady. I wanted her right then and there, but decided that it wouldn’t be right to make love to her and then kick her out.
Mike and Alice showed up just after I had showered and changed. Mary Beth was hustling around trying to get us out of the house, but I told her to slow down. I told them that I needed them to come into the den so I could show them a funny video that I had gotten earlier in the day.
They came into the den and I told Mary Beth to hit the ‘play’ button on the VCR. The video was very clear and Mary Beth got very red in the face. Mike paled and Alice was stunned. I just stood there and watched. Alice recovered first and she hollered “You rotten son of a bitch” and kneed Mike in the balls and then said:
“You aren’t riding in the car with me. You can walk home for all I care and don’t be surprised if when you get there the doors are all locked.”
She stormed out of the house and I took Mike by the shirt collar, pulled him to the front door and pushed him outside. Mary Beth had followed me and when I closed the door she said:
“I guess we need to talk. We can do it in the living room.”
I sat in the easy chair across from Mary Beth who was sitting on the couch and I told her:
“I’m going for a divorce using adultery as grounds and I want you out of the house. You have until Monday to gather up your stuff and leave.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Do you really want to divorce me?”
“Absolutely.”
“You going to tell me that you don’t love me?”
“No. I can’t tell you that. I love you, but I can no longer live with you. Not after seeing what you did with Mike.”
“Well I love you and you are stuck with me.”
She uncrossed her legs, opened them wide to show me that she didn’t have any panties on. She stuck a finger in her pussy and then licked it.
“Only a fool would give this up” she said as she stood up. “I’ll be up in the bedroom waiting for you.”
She walked over to the stairs, stopped and turned around and looked at me. She blew me a kiss and went up the stairs.
She was going to have a long wait. I slept on the couch and made my plans for moving her things out of the house and once all of her stuff was out she would be gone even if I had to pick her up and carry her out. As I nodded off I was thinking of Amber and wondering what an acceptable waiting period should be.
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In the morning I was in the kitchen making the coffee when Mary Beth came into the kitchen.
“You didn’t come to bed last night.”
“Slept on the couch.”
“You aren’t really going to divorce me over my having some recreational sex are you?”
“Of course I am.”
“You aren’t really thinking to clearly honey. This is a no-fault state and you know as well as I do that in a divorce I will get half of everything we have.”
“We don’t have anything Mary Beth. Everything we had in savings paid for the kid’s college education. You will get your car, your clothes, half of the household goods and your horse. And if you look into it you will find that the three judges in this county have never, not once, given alimony to a cheating wife.”
“You will have to sell the farm and given me half.”
“I know your memory sucks Mary Beth. You forgot your wedding vows and you also apparently forgot the prenuptial agreement that you signed when we got married. It exempts the family farm from any and all legal actions that you might bring against it. You need to start figuring out where you are going to live Mary Beth because after that man, and I pointed out the window at the car that was coming up the drive, gets done you will be out of here.”
“You bastard! You won’t get away with this. I’ll get a shark for an attorney and we will break that pre-nup.”
“You are welcome to waste all the money you don’t have on an attorney if you want to, but I’ll tell you right now it won’t do you any good.”
“We will just have to see about that.”
The doorbell rang and I went to answer it. I opened the door to Bill Neubert and said good morning to him. He walked over to Mary Beth, handed her an envelope and said:
“Sorry about this Mary Beth, but you have been served.”
He turned and left and I said, “Want me to help you load your stuff in your car?”
“Fuck you Ralph! This isn’t over. Not by a long shot.”
“I’ll take that as a no” I said and I walked away from her.
Mary Beth loaded her clothes in her car as I watched from the living room window. When she got in the car to leave she gave me the old one finger salute and then backed down the drive,
She hadn’t been gone forty-five minutes when I received a visit from Mike’s wife Alice. She wanted to know if she could get a copy of the tape I had of Mike and Mary Beth playing in the barn,
“I was going to try and work by it, but ten minutes ago Mary Beth called and he left to go meet her somewhere. I’m done with him.”
“Come on in and have a cup of coffee while I make you a copy.”
She came in and sat down and I poured her a cup. While she waited I went into the den and used my double VCR setup to make her a copy. When I gave it to her she asked me what I was going to do.
“All ready done it. I had her served and tossed her out of the house a little before you got here.”
“No hope?”
“Nary a tad.”
After Alice left I poured myself another cup of coffee and sat down to do the next disagreeable task. I needed to call the kids and let them know what was going on. Better that they got it from me than Mary Beth. I was almost positive that if I left it for her to do she would somehow make me the bad guy.
I managed to get in touch with Gloria and Melanie, but I had to leave a message to call me on Alex’s answering machine. Once I had the calls out of the way I called Ryan at Acadia Locks and arranged for him to come out and change all the locks on the house. I didn’t trust Mary Beth not to make visits to the house while I was at work and take whatever she wanted.
I’d done the bank and credit card thing the previous day knowing when Mary Beth was going to be served. I wasn’t totally heartless. I’d left a thousand dollars in the checking account for her, but it wasn’t going to last her long.
I went around the house and gathered up everything that was Mary Beth’s and put it in boxes and bags and then moved it all down to the barn. By the time I’d finished that Alex had called and I gave him the run down on what was going on. He took it better than the girls had. They wanted to know why I wouldn’t try to work things out so I could stay married to their mother, but Alex had been cheated on by a couple of girlfriends and he had an idea of how I was feeling.
After talking to Alex I went through the kitchen and made a list of what I needed from the store since I would be cooking for myself from then on and I usually ate differently when I cooked than when Mary Beth cooked.
Having nothing better to do I drove into town and did some grocery shopping. When I got back home Mike’s truck was sitting beside the house and Mary Beth was trying to get in the front door. I got out of my pickup and walked up to the front porch.
“What are you doing here Mary Beth? You don’t live here anymore.”
“I came to get the rest of my things, but I can’t get in the house.”
“That’s because I changed the locks to keep you out. The rest of your stuff is in bags and boxes down in the barn. And you need to move your horse. If she is still here a week from tomorrow I’ll be charging you boarding fees. Now I would suggest that you get in shitheads truck, drive down to the barn, get your junk and then get off my property. And Mary Beth? Stay off.”
I walked towards Mike’s truck and when he saw me coming he rolled up his window and locked his door. I had to smile at that. I leaned down and said, loud enough for him to hear through the glass:
“Keep this truck off my property shit for brains. If you need to bring Mary Beth out here for some reason or other park out on the road.”
Then I gave him a big smile and said, “The water hose won’t reach that far.”
I laughed when I saw the realization hit him and the anger wash over his face. I had to wonder about the boy’s smarts. I mean how could he have not figured it out? His truck runs fine when he drives over here. He fucks Mary Beth and leaves and his truck stops running. He gets it fixed and he drives over her with no problem and fucks Mary Beth and when he leaves his truck stops running. Duh!!!
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The next day at work I stopped in at the office and told Amber that I needed to change some of my paperwork. I dropped Mary Beth from my medical insurance and I changed the beneficiary on my company furnished life insurance from Mary Beth to the kids. Amber asked why and I told her that I was divorcing Mary Beth.
“You all ready separated?”
“Yep.”
“I could use a partner for the dance at the VFW this Friday.”
“Then I’m applying for the job.”
“You really going to look at it as work?”
“It is something that I will definitely work hard at. I’m going to want to do a good enough job that you will want to do it with me again.”
She smiled and said that she would look forward to it and I left her office in a pretty good mood.
I spent my lunch hour having fun. I’d spent some time the previous night making video captures from the tape I had of Mary Beth and Mike and I toured the town and paid a visit to every gas station and restaurant bathroom. I even paid a visit to both the men and women’s bathrooms at the Wal-Mart. I taped a picture of Mary Beth with Mike buried in her ass on every empty stall I could find. On the picture I had printed “For a good time call Mary Beth at 555-555-5550” which was her cell number. Underneath that message I put “If you keep getting a busy signal call Mike at 555-555-4441 to schedule an appointment.” Then, thoroughly pleased with myself I went back to work.
I hadn’t been back in the office fifteen minutes when I got a call from Mary Beth.
“God damn you Ralph!! What the fuck is wrong with you?!!! So I wanted to try another dick after twenty-four years. So what? It didn’t mean a goddamned thing. It was only some recreational sex for Christ’s sake. It didn’t cost you a fucking thing. You still got all you could handle. Hell; you got more. Mike got some pussy, but you got the love. How could you do this disgusting thing to me? I thought you loved me.”
“Once upon a time Mary Beth; once upon a time. Have fun with your new freedom. Bye” and I hung up on her.
I was sitting there with a big smile on my face when Amber came into my office.
“That smile for me?”
“You betcha! Just thinking about our Friday night.”
We made small talk for a couple of minutes and then she gave me some paperwork to sign after which we had to get back to work.
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After work I stopped at the Drop Inn for a brew or two before going home to fix myself some dinner. I was on my second longneck when what I hoped would eventually happen happened.
Mike came in, saw me, and then headed straight for me.
“You rotten son of a bitch” he snarled and then he swung on me. I didn’t try to block the punch. I steeled myself to take the hit and then I shook it off and beat the holy fuck out of Mike. He was on the floor and I had kicked him half a dozen times before some guys pulled me off of him. Probably a good thing because the way I was going I might have killed the asshole.
Phil, the owner and evening bartender asked, “What the fuck got into you Ralph? You guys have been best friends forever.”
“I caught him fucking Mary Beth and he’s pissed because I told his wife and let her see the pictures I took. Can you believe it? He fucks my wife and I’m the son of a bitch? It is his own fucking fault he is laying there on the floor. He came in here, attacked me and I defended myself. You saw it Phil. I was sitting there drinking my beer and minding my own business when he came up to me and hit me.”
“Yeah. I did see that.”
“Anyway; it’s just his bad luck that I’m still full of anger over what he did and it kind of fueled my rage when I fought back.”
“He really fucked Mary Beth?”
“Been in your bathrooms lately?”
“No. I clean them before I open, but I use the private one in the back of my office.”
“Check out the stalls in the public restrooms.”
I tossed a ten on the bar and left. Mike was still lying on the floor moaning when the door closed behind me. He wouldn’t be doing Mary Beth any good for a while because I’d kicked him in the nuts a time or three. Needless to say I was smiling when I drove home.
Mike ended up in the ER at County General following ‘our meeting’ and I later heard that he was blaming Mary Beth for the loss of one of his testicles.
Alice tossed his ass out and used the copy of the tape I gave her to sue him for divorce using adultery as grounds.
I was feeling pretty proud of myself.
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I had a great time with Amber at the VFW dance and when I was taking her home she said:
“You do know that the only reason I haven’t been chasing you is that you were a married man right?”
“No, I didn’t know that. I do know that there have been times I’ve looked at you and wished that I wasn’t married.”
“Then let me ask you this. Is this separation a permanent thing or are you just going through a mad spell and will make up with Mary Beth later?”
“Not going to be any reconciliation. We are through and you can take that to the bank.”
“Then maybe you can have dinner with me at my place tomorrow?”
“I’ll bring the wine and the dessert.”
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News travels fast in small towns and at two on Saturday afternoon I got a call from Mary Beth.
“I see that it didn’t take long for you to replace me.”
“You haven’t been replaced yet Mary Beth.”
“I hear that you were out with that slut Amber last night.”
“That’s a laugh. A slut like you calling Amber a slut.”
“I am not a slut.”
“Can’t prove it by me. Not after watching you and Mike go at it in the barn.”
“It was only the one time Ralph. I swear it meant nothing. It was just me being curious about what another man would be like. That’s all it was.”
“You are a poor liar Mary Beth. It wasn’t only once. I saw it twice myself and I know that there were other times because I listened to you talk about it while you were in the barn with him. Why are you calling Mary Beth? What do you want?”
“You to stop this divorce nonsense so we can get back together.”
“Not going to happen Mary Beth.”
“Why? Because you are fucking Amber now?”
“I am not fucking Amber; at least not yet. I’m not going to do anything that will give you grounds to counter sue, but make no mistake about it Mary Beth; I fully intend to try and take Amber to bed as soon as I’m legally rid of you.”
“That will be never Ralph. I’m going to fight the divorce.”
“Good luck on that Mary Beth” and I hung up on her.
I had a delightful evening with Amber and a kiss goodbye when I left that curled my toes. I was looking forward to a sexual relationship with Amber, but I was serious when I told Mary Beth that I wasn’t going to do anything that would give her grounds to counter my suit against her for adultery.
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The next two weeks went by and during that time period several things happened. I dated Amber several times, received four very nasty calls from Mary Beth over calls she had received asking her for a good time and one call from her telling me that she’d found an attorney to take her case.
“He know you have no money to pay him?”
“He wasn’t worried. He says in cases like mine the court will no doubt rule that you will have to pay my legal expenses or I can pay him out of my settlement.”
“If he told you that he sure isn’t much of an attorney. Your settlement isn’t going to be enough to get you into an apartment let alone pay attorney’s fees.”
“Bullshit Ralph. The farm is free and clear and at $1600 an acre the acreage alone is worth $1,200,00.00 and you will have to give me half the value of that.”
“In your dreams Mary Beth. You keep forgetting the pre-nup.”
“My attorney says he can get that overturned.”
“This guy just out of law school? You don’t have a prayer Mary Beth” and I hung up on her.
It was two weeks later when she and her attorney met with me and mine and the hidden landmine went off under her feet. That is when she found out that the farm didn’t belong to me. It belonged to our kids.
I had learned some hard lessons from all the legal hoops I’d had to jump through to get the property after my parents had died and I had no intension of having that happen to my survivors if I died suddenly like my parents had. I’d formed a limited liability corporation and placed the farm in it. The corporation had four officers and three shareholders. I and the tree kids were the officers and the three kids were the shareholders.
I had sat down with the kids when the youngest turned fifteen and talked it over with them. I explained why I had excluded their mother and they understood my reasoning and agreed not to mention what we were doing to Mary Beth. My reasoning was that the intent from when great grandfather first started the farm was that it stay in the family. That was reinforced by great grandfather passing it on to my grandfather who passed it on to my father who had passed it to me in his will. If I died an untimely death Mary Beth would inherit and possibly still be young enough to remarry and at that point the farm could conceivably go out of the family. What I was doing was insuring that the farm stayed in the family. The decision to keep Mary Beth out of it was to keep peace in the family. She might have understood, but then again she might not have so why take the chance of having a frosty household.
There were all sorts of other legal documents put in effect at the same time like the one that said none of the share holders could sell his or her shares to anyone outside the family and that there be a provision in all their wills that would see to it that their shares stayed in the family. To be honest I didn’t know if any of it would hold up after I died, but if I was dead I’d be out of it.
But the big thing that day in my lawyer’s conference room was that Mary Beth and her attorney now knew that they were out of it also. Mary Beth actually fainted when she found that out.
When she was revived my attorney gave Mary Beth and “The shark” (her words, not mine) she had hired the rest of the bad news.
“Since the assets are pretty cut and dried I was able to fast track things. I’ve got us on the docket for the Tuesday after next for the preliminary hearing. We drew Judge Hienman.”
If Mary Beth’s attorney knew anything he would know that Hienman was the equivalent of a ‘hanging judge’ when it came to divorces where adultery played a part. If the offending party was a man he got raped to the extent that the law allowed in a no-fault state. If the guilty party was the woman she got the absolute least that Hienman could give. If kids were involved he had been known to give custody to the father and he would use any technicality he could find to give the woman no alimony. I was sure that Mary Beth’s attorney knew that barring a miracle he was screwed as far as getting his fee from me was concerned.
I left my attorney’s office and went back to work where I asked Amber if she wanted to celebrate with me after work and she said that she would love to.
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The nine days until the preliminary hearing went by quickly. I received four calls from Mary Beth asking (more like begging) me to drop the divorce and work with her at putting us back together. During the fourth call I asked her if she could give me one good reason why I should do that and she said:
“Because you know that I love you Ralph.”
“Not enough to keep Mike out of your pussy.”
“It was a fling Ralph. It meant nothing. I was a virgin when I met you. I got curious and after twenty-four years of only you I wanted to see what another man would be like. I just wanted to try some strange. It was only a fling and it was all ready on its last legs when you found out. He was starting to get possessive and I was going to end it.
“Damn it Ralph; I love you. I always have and I’ve done my absolute best for twenty-four years to prove it to you. I know you loved me and I know that you can’t just turn love off like a light switch. Don’t let a silly little fling kill off twenty-four damned good years.
“Go and have a fling of your own. You said you intend to bed Amber so go do it. Call Alice and see if she wants to get even with Mike by fucking your socks off. We were good together Ralph. Please don’t let it end.”
“We might could have done it if you would have brought up the curiosity thing before you spread for Mike, but you didn’t do that did you. It might have been just a fling for you Mary Beth, but for me it was out and out cheating. It was stabbing me in the back. And with a man who was supposed to be my friend. I don’t see a way back for us Mary Beth. I’m sorry, but I just don’t. Take care Mary Beth” and I hung up on her.
As I hung up on her I did wonder if I was doing the right thing. The twenty-four tears had been great right up to the day I saw what she was doing in the barn. I had to admit that the pull was there. Mary Beth was a known quantity while Amber was still a mystery to me. I still hadn’t come to understand how a twenty-four year old hottie could be interested in a forty-four year old man. I was certainly attracted to her sexually, but could there be more to the relationship? I didn’t know, but I did want to find out and to do that I needed to be divorced; I needed to be single again. Old fashioned of me maybe, but I’d made some vows and I had always been a man of my word. Mary Beth’s phone call did plant a seed in the back of my mind. Would Alice be open for some ‘get even’ playing? Then there was Martha Rich. She lost Henry to cancer a little over two years ago so she might be ready to start dating again.
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The preliminary hearing was cut and dried. A fifty-fifty split with the farm excluded. There was no alimony awarded. The judge commented on the fact that Mary Beth was a Registered Nurse and that not only was County General looking for nurses but so was Centura Hospital. Centura was thirty miles away in Overton, but a thirty mile commute was not an onerous thing.
Mary Beth’s attorney pushed for court ordered counseling and the judge asked me how I felt about that.
“It would be a waste of time and money. She cheated on me and talking about it for an hour a week wouldn’t make it go away. Talking about might help her come to grips with why she did it, but it wouldn’t do a thing toward making me believe that she would never do it again. In fact, it would be a weekly reminder of something that I’m trying to forget.”
“I can see your point.”
He dropped his little wooden hammer to end the proceeding and the divorce would be final in six months. Mary Beth was crying as I left the courtroom and I felt a sudden urge to put my arms around her and comfort her. It was an urge that I successfully fought off.
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That hammer pounding on the desk freed me as far as I was concerned. It released me (in my mind anyway) from my vows and I called Amber and asked if she would like to celebrate with me that evening and she said that she would like to.
We had a good date and when I took her home we did some pretty hot necking, but when I tried to escalate things she shot me down.
“All that happened today Ralph is that now you are legally separated. You will still be married until the divorce is final. I want you Ralph, but I won’t mess around with a married man.”
Well that sure enough brought me up short and it changed the way I was looking at things. I’d gone without for two months and I couldn’t see me going without for another six.
I was in the Safeway doing some grocery shopping and I ran into Alice. She said that she had heard about my hearing and then she asked me how I felt.
“Alone. Something that I’m not used to.”
“I know the feeling. Seventeen years joined at the hip and suddenly I’m by myself.”
“You doing anything tonight?”
“Other than watching TV? No; not really.”
“Would you like to have dinner with me? The Roadhouse and then maybe a few drinks and some two-stepping at the Barnyard?”
“I’d love to Ralph. What time?”
“How about I pick you up at six-thirty?”
“I’ll be ready.”
Apparently Alice had always known of my fascination with her tits because the blouse she was wearing showed enough cleavage to get lost in. She was also wearing a short skirt and four inch ‘come fuck me’ heels. She was dressed to entice and I most definitely was enticed. I had instant hope for a successful evening.
We managed to avoid any direct mention of Mike and Mary Beth over dinner, but they were always in the background as we talked about what we were doing lately. Alice was a CPA and she had buried herself in her work and her life was pretty much get up, go to work, stay late and then come home and drop into bed.
We finished our dinner and then drove over to the Barnyard for some drinks and dancing. We danced and on the slow ones she pressed her chest into mine and the feel of those puppies and the sight of all that cleavage when I glanced down had predictable results and I know she felt it from time to time as her leg came into contact with it.
After a few drinks Alice opened up and I got the full story. After she kicked Mike out and filed for divorce she dated a lot to try and cheer herself up. The problem was that every guy who asked her out expected pussy at the end of the evening.
“They thought that since I had been getting it steady when married I’d miss getting it and would need it. After a dozen or so dates I said to hell with it and stopped going out.”
“Would I be out of line in asking why you said yes to me?”
“Promise you won’t laugh?”
“Promise.”
“I said yes to you for the same reason that all my dates asked me out. You were married and used to getting it steady and I thought you would miss getting it and needed it. Add to that my dates were right. I did miss it and need it. I just wasn’t going to let myself get a reputation. Besides that I’ve wanted to do something to get back at Mike and what better way than to fuck the socks off of the man whose wife he cheated with.”
“You are an evil woman. You let me spend all this money buying dinner and drinks when you could have opened the door when I got there and said:
“Good! You’re here. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
“I just finished telling you that I didn’t want to get a reputation as an easy piece.”
“But think of the time we wasted. We could have done it four or five times by now.”
“Four or five times? The best Mike ever did was two. I guess we better leave so we can get started.”
“Oh no you don’t. You set this evening in motion and I have no intention of ending it until I’ve danced the heels off of your sexy shoes.”
“Sexy shoes? Are you one of those guys who likes heels on the woman when you’re in bed?”
“Bet your bippy I am.”
“Oooh. I can’t wait.”
I really didn’t want to either, but I forced myself to go one more drink and three more dances before I suggested we leave. In the car I asked:
“Your place or mine?”
“Mine. I want Mike to know that you did me on what was once his bed.”
As I pulled into her drive I asked, “Are you sure about this? No chance at all of you reconciling with Mike?”
“Not a prayer of a chance. Mary Beth wasn’t his first. She is just the first that I’m not going to overlook or forgive him for.”
“Why would you overlook and forgive him for others, but not this one?”
“The others I just knew about. I had no visual reference for any of the others, but Mary Beth came with pictures and sound.”
“How about you and Mary Beth? Any chance there at all?”
“I learned a long time ago to never say never, but it isn’t very likely.”
“Not likely, but possible?”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“Doesn’t matter to me baby so come on in and let us get to it.”
The “It” we got to wasn’t all that great. The product was all sexy packaging if you know what I mean. Sex with Alice was more like masturbation or doing it with a blow up doll. Actually a blow up sex doll would have been more responsive than Alice was. Alice just laid there. It was obvious that she enjoyed it and that she got off. She made all the sounds that indicated that she was into it, but the body didn’t make what I considered appropriate responses.
Her orgasm was vocal and loud, but the body didn’t move. I could almost understand why Mike looked for other outlets. Make no mistake here. Alice liked what we did. She liked it enough than when I pulled my limp cock out of her she immediately went down on me and went to work on getting me back up. There was nothing wrong, absolutely nothing wrong, with Alice’s blow jobs. The girl had talent in that area.
She got me back up in no time and then laid back to play blow up sex doll again. The “Fuck me” and “Harder, harder” were there, but the body still gave no response. I tried sucking her tits. Nothing. I kissed her and sent my tongue down her throat while I squeezed her nipples. Nothing. I got vocal responses like “Oh yes” and “So good, so good” but the body remained inert.
I pushed my second load into her and as I was pulling my softening cock out of her I was thinking of my exit strategy; how to say good night and get out gracefully. Before I could make a move though she was back down and sucking my cock. I will give her this. She might have been an uninspiring lay, but she was a world class cocksucker and she had me back up in no time.
Once I was up she flopped down on her back and laid there waiting. I didn’t want to. God knows if was the first time in my life I looked down on a naked woman waiting to be fucked and I didn’t want to do it. But pride and ego made me push my cock into her a third time. A combination of my earlier saying four or five times and her telling me that Mike never went more than twice made me do it. The problem was that having already cum twice the third time was going to take a while.
Then I had an idea. What if I made her make me leave? I pulled out and saw the disappointment on her face. I took her hand and pulled her up into a sitting position as she asked”
“What are you doing?”
“Changing positions.”
“Changing positions?”
“Going to do it doggie.”
“Doggie? What’s that?”
“You have never done it doggie?”
“Don’t even know what it is.”
I got her in position and then pushed my cock into her.
“Mike never did this with you?”
“No. Just the way we did it the first two times.”
My opinion of Mike dropped down a few more notches. And then, wonder of wonders, Alice said:
“This feels good” and I felt her push back at me. “Oh yeah; I like this” she said as she pushed back to meet my trusts. Plans changed. I’d intended to poke her in the butt figuring that she would tell me that she “Didn’t do that” which I could then escalated into her telling me to leave, but now that she was responding I was in no hurry to leave.
Up and in the doggie position I could see us in the mirror on the dresser against the wall and seeing Alice’s 38D’s swinging back and forth as I plowed into her was a turn on and I began to fuck her harder.
“Oh yes; oh fuck yes” she cried as she drove back at me. I was looking down at her rose bud and had the thought that if Mike had never done her dog fashion he probably had never tapped her ass either. I put my thumb in my mouth to wet it and then I started working on her butt hole. I had my thumb in to the knuckle before she moaned:
“What are you doing?”
“Working on your butt hole to loosen it up.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“So I can fuck you there.”
“In my behind? You can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s nasty. I poop there.”
“I have to fuck you there. It is something that Mike never did and I have to do something to you that Mike never did. Something that we can let him know about.”
“You already have. Mike and I never did this dog thing.”
“Yes, but it is still my cock in your pussy. Mike has been in your mouth and pussy, but he has never been in your ass so I just have to have it.”
“But it will hurt.”
“A little bit at first since you have never done it before, but the pain won’t last. I promise.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m not going to lie to you. I want to be able to come back and if I lie to you I’m pretty sure that you would never want to see me again.”
Which was a lie in itself. Alice was a nice girl, but I needed more from love making than just some sounds. Granted that I was getting some response from her doing her doggie, but I needed more. I needed active passionate involvement. While the talking and thinking had been going on I had been fucking Alice hard and suddenly I was at my peak and I pushed my third offering into Alice.
I held myself in her until I softened and when I let loose of her hips she fell forward onto the bed. As soon as she fell she turned and her mouth went to my cock again.
“What are you doing?”
She took her mouth off me long enough to say, “You said four or five times and you have to do my ass” and she went back to sucking.
So much for my plan of making her make me leave. Three deposits had already been made so Alice had her work cut out for her, but she was up to the task. I had to give the girl credit where credit was due. If a man could get by on just blow jobs alone Alice was the girl to tie to. I’d put a ring on her finger if her fucking was at least half as good as her sucking was. I wondered if she could be trained to be a better fuck?
It took Alice a bit, but she finally got me to answer the call. I had her get me something to use for lube and she came back from the bathroom with Pantene shampoo. I took it and using my thumb and my fingers I worked on her hole to loosen her up. Alice was enjoying the hell out of my hand. I wondered if it would if it would carry over to my dick.
When I felt that I had her as ready as I was likely to get her I moved up behind her, put the head of my cock against her rosebud and applied pressure. My intent was to ease in slowly and take my time getting Alice used to it. That thought lasted all of three seconds. Alice shoved her ass back at my cock and I went past the sphincter and about four inches into her in one quick shot. She gave a yelp and then moaned:
“Fuck me. Fuck me and make the pain go away.”
I started to ease in and out slowly and she cried out, “Don’t tease me. Fuck me damn it; fuck me!”
She cried and she moaned. I caught an “It hurts; Oh God it hurts” and I was getting ready to pull out when somewhere in her body or her mind a switch was flipped on or a relay kicked in and suddenly it was:
“Oh god yes. So good, so fucking good. Fuck me. Oh sweet Jesus fuck me. Fuck me hard” and she began driving back at me. I fucked her as hard and fast as I was able for several minutes and she fucked back. Everything that she didn’t do when we did it missionary she did as I pounded her ass.
She cried, she moaned, she begged and she pleaded for harder, faster and to never stop. And then she had an orgasm the likes of which I had never seen before. Her body went wild! As I held on and tried to stay in her I had a glimpse of what a rodeo bronc rider went through trying to hang on for a ten second ride. When she settled down I put forth a burst of effort and got myself off.
I pulled out and Alice quickly spun around and her mouth was on its way to my cock. I dodged her and said:
“Hold up there girl. Don’t forget where that has just been.”
“I have to get you back up” she almost yelled. “We have to do that again. Please Ralph; we have to do that again. You said five. I have to do it. You have to give me five. You have to Ralph. You said you would. I need to get you hard. I need to do it. Don’t push me away.”
All the while she was talking she was trying to get to my dick and I was pushing her away and doing my best to dodge her mouth. Finally I grabbed her, spun her around facing away from me and held her tight as I said:
“Get a wash rag and clean it and then you can try to get me back up again, but I am not making you any promises. I said four OR five. I don’t know if I have a fifth in me, but get me clean and you can try.”
As she hurried off to get a wash rag I reevaluated my position on Alice. So what if missionary wasn’t all that hot. Doggie, anal and oral could definitely bring me back if Alice wanted to invite me.
She came back and cleaned me up and then went to work on me, but as great as she was in giving head she couldn’t make it happen for a fifth time. When she finally admitted defeat she said:
“You have no need to go home so stay the night and we can try again in the morning.”
She was right. I didn’t have to go home to my empty house and I did want to see if anal would light her up again or if the first time was just a fluke.
It wasn’t.
She woke me up with her magnificent mouth and when I was hard she got into the dog position and said:
“In my ass baby; I want it in my ass.”
I got the same wild ride I’d gotten the previous evening and she wanted to go a second time, but I had to beg off and go to work.
“How about tonight? I could fix us dinner and then we would have the whole night.”
I didn’t have anything planned so I accepted the invitation (and if I would have had anything planned I would have cancelled them) and she told me to be there at six.
Alice answered my knock I a peignoir and come fuck me pumps and said that she thought we could play a little and work up an appetite so less than five minutes after I’d knocked on her door I was naked on her bed with her.
She immediately got into the dog position and told me that she wanted it in her butt. I decided to try something. I’d brought some KY with me expecting that she would want to do anal so I loaded up my fingers and worked on her butt for a bit and then I lubed up my cock. I had her get in the missionary position, put her legs up on my shoulders and then I leaned forward. I lined my cock up with her rosebud and then I eased it in.
She was just as responsive in that position as she was doing anal doggie and I had to wonder why so little response with me in her pussy in the missionary, but anal in the missionary wound her up. I remembered a porn film I’d seen. The film was “Deep Throat” and the premise was that the woman couldn’t cum when fucking and they found out that it was because her clit was in her throat and that blow jobs would make her cum like crazy. I wondered if that might be what it was with Alice. Her clit was in her ass instead of her pussy.
She got me to go twice more ‘to work up our appetites’ and then she led me to the kitchen where she fed me her famous five cheese macaroni (she won a prize with it at the county fair) and then we sat and sipped wine and talked about nothing of consequence. Once the bottle was empty she told me that it was time for dessert and she led me to the bedroom where her idea of dessert was to have my cock in her ass.
She talked me into staying the night again and in the morning she started my day off with one of her world class blow jobs after which she wanted me to do her butt again in the missionary so I of course obliged her.
She wanted me to call in sick and spend the day with her, but I told her that I had some very important contracts to review and submit comments on by noon of the next day so there was no way I could afford to miss work. I got the feeling that Alice wanted to move into a permanent relationship and maybe down the line I might be interested I wasn’t interested at the time. I fully intended to go after Amber so being in a relationship with Alice wouldn’t work.
But I was greedy enough to want more of Miss Alice during the six month countdown to the divorce becoming final. The trick was going to be finding a balance that would work for me. I would need to accept some invitations and to turn some of them down. To see her enough to keep her happy, but not so much that folks started thinking of us as a couple. So when Alice asked if I would come to dinner that evening I would plead a previous engagement.
Then I pulled myself up short. I had always been honest and upfront so why was I going to play games with Alice? That would not be the me I always thought I was. Be honest with Alice and let the chips fall where they may.
What was it that the wise man said? Something like “Don’t let your head get so big that they don’t make a hat size big enough to fit you?”
After our morning romp (anal again) Alice fixed us breakfast and over scrambled eggs and bacon Alice said:
“I hope that you don’t think that I’m a slut because of the way I’ve acted these last couple of days. I really did need to get laid and I really wanted it to be you so I can throw it in Mike’s face, but I need to be honest here Ralph. I’m no where near being ready to get into another relationship. You are a super nice guy and a superstar in bed and maybe somewhere down the line we might be able to get something going. I’m just not ready yet.
“I really want to do more of what we have been doing, but I don’t want to be a couple. At least not yet. Are you open to maybe having a friends with benefits relationship? Maybe once a week or so?”
What could I say to that except, “I understand completely. I feel the same way. I’m not really out of things with Mary Beth until the divorce is final in six months, but I would like to see you from time to time and not for just playing on the bed. How about dinner, drinks and dancing next Friday night?”
“I would like that.”
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Again, news travels fast in small towns.
I was doing a load of laundry about three in the afternoon when I got a phone call from Mary Beth.
“I see you took me up on my suggestion that you get a revenge fuck from Alice. Now that we are even can I come home?”
“No you can’t Mary Beth. We are getting divorced.”
“You aren’t thinking clearly Ralph. I love you and you know full well that I d and I know that you love me. Getting divorced is just nonsense. We belong together.”
“I’m sorry Mary Beth, but I need the divorce.”
“You need it? Why?”
“I told you that I intend to bed Amber and in fact you even suggested I do it if I remember correctly.”
“So?”
“She says she won’t mess around with a married man so I need to get divorced if I’m going to get a chance to do her. Bye Mary Beth.”
I hung up on her and got back to doing housework.
When I got done with what I wanted to get done I decided to head into town and have dinner at Bernie’s Diner. I ate and had a beer and when I left and got out to the parking lot I found Mike sitting on the tailgate of my truck. Apparently Alice had wasted no time in letting him know that I’d been on his bed and in his about to be ex-wife. He wasn’t alone. He had Jimmy Farrell with him.
Jimmy and I went all the way back to grade school and during that entire time, third grade through high school, we hadn’t liked each other one little bit. We’d fought several times and we were about even in the won/loss column. I guess Mike figured with Farrell along he could take me and he probably could if I let him, but I wasn’t going to do that.
I knew Mike well enough to know he was going to want to speechify before starting the ball so I didn’t let him. I walked toward the two of them and Mike sat on the tailgate and looked at me with a smirk on his face and Jimmy just stood there smiling knowing that with the two of them against me I was toast. When I got to about where they thought I would stop and start the talking I lowered my head and ran right at Farrell. They didn’t expect me to attack and it caught them by surprise. I head butted Farrell in the middle of his face and broke his nose. When his hands went up to his face I kicked his right knee and drove it outward and he went down screaming.
I spun to take on Mike, but in his haste to get off the tailgate he tripped and was stumbling to catch his balance when I got to him. I beat the fucking snot out of him stopping long enough between blows to go back and kick Jimmy to make sure he stayed down. I had Mike on the ground and I’d kicked him in the ribs hard enough to crack one or maybe even break one. I bent down and grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked his head up until it was only a couple of inches from my face and then I said:
“I’m through fucking with you asshole. You know I have a concealed carry permit and I’m going to start using it. The next time you come after me I’ll shoot your sorry ass.”
I slammed his head back onto the ground, walked over to Farrell and gave him one more kick in the ribs for good measure and then drove home.
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The next six months took on a sameness. A phone call or two a week from Mary Beth asking me if I’d come to my senses and was ready to let her come home. Two or three dates a week with Amber and at least once a week going out with and getting ‘benefits’ from Alice.
Again small towns being what they are it didn’t take long for Amber to find out about my trips to ‘the benefits office’ and she brought it up one night when we were at the VFW dance. I was honest with her.
“I’m a man used to getting sex on a regular basis. I have needs and you are off limits until my divorce is final. Alice has the same needs, but doesn’t want a permanent relationship nor does she want a reputation and neither of us want an emotional entanglement so we take care of each other. It works for us.”
Amber didn’t say anything to that, but when I took her home that evening there wasn’t the usual make out session. I began to suspect that our relationship wasn’t going to last much longer. That feeling was reinforced, at least in my mind, when Amber seemed to be avoiding me at work on Monday. It didn’t bother me as much as it could have because the more time I spent with Amber the less likely I saw a long term relationship in the cards for us.
Don’t get me wrong here; I would love to have a long term relationship with Amber. She was a sexy looking, drop dead gorgeous redhead and she was a fun date, but it was the age difference that was the problem. I still hadn’t figured out what she was doing spending time with a man almost old enough to be her father. I had no illusions about myself. I was decent looking and in pretty good shape, but I was nothing special and Amber had a host of good looking guys her own age always trying to date her.
We were from different generations. We didn’t like the same music, TV shows, books, sports or even food. She loved oriental and I couldn’t stand it. She liked hard rock and acid rock and even a little of that rap shit and I was country western, bluegrass and jazz. She liked golf and went out and hit the ball every Sunday morning and I considered that a complete waste of time just as she considered my bowling a waste of energy. We had nothing in common.
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Amber was still avoiding me on Tuesday and even if she wasn’t we wouldn’t be doing anything that night anyway because Tuesday night was Amber’s night to attend her literary club meeting at the library. Alice was in Overton visiting her sister so I had a rare free night so I stopped at The Drop Inn for a beer or two after work. About the second long neck I’d come to realize that I was in a rut.
I was seeing Alice because I wanted sex and she was willing to give it. I was seeing Amber because she was giving me a social life while we waited for my divorce to become final. It was taking two women to do about eighty percent of what one woman used to do. True, the one had stabbed me in the back, but she had been one hell of a woman and I couldn’t forget that.
Truth be told I did miss her and I did miss the life we had. Shit! The truth was that I still loved her. She had been right when she said that I couldn’t turn off my love like I was turning off a light. What a mess. What a fucking mess.
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When Amber seemed to be avoiding me on Wednesday I decided that I needed to make a change. I couldn’t change the fact that Amber was unhappy that I was getting what I needed from someone else, but what I could do was take myself out of the situation where what she thought mattered. She wanted to avoid me so I would just ignore her and get on with my life.
I made a start by picking up the phone and calling Martha Rich. Her husband Henry had a gun collection and when he died of cancer she had called me and asked me if I knew anyone who might like to buy his guns. I gave her a list of names and then forgot about it.
Martha was a fine looking woman and I had dated her in high school and we almost had something going until Henry transferred in from some other school and whisked her away. Henry had been gone a while and I wondered if Martha was about ready to dip her toes in the dating pond and I used Henry’s gun collection to open a dialog. Yes, she still had a few of the guns so I arranged to go over to see her after work.
I took it as a good sign that she had fresh makeup on and was wearing high heels when she answered the door. She showed me what she still had left of Henry’s collection. I was surprised to see that she still had his Colt model 1911A1 and I asked her what she wanted for it. She had browsed the Net for information when she decided to sell the collection so she knew what the pistol was worth and she surprised me by offering it to me for about twenty-five percent less than what it was worth. I told her that I would take it, but only if she would have dinner with me some night that week. She smiled and said:
“Pick a night Ralph. All of them are open.”
“Friday work for you?”
“What time?”
“Six-thirty?”
“I’ll be ready.”
“Mexican and the Barnyard for some two stepping and line dancing?”
“Perfect.”
I went home with a big smile on my face.
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Thursday was uneventful at work. Amber had taken the day off and so I didn’t have to ignore her while she avoided me. When I got off work I didn’t feel like going home and cooking so I stopped at Bernie’s Diner to get a bite to eat.
The first thing I saw when I walked in the door was Mary Beth waiting tables and I wondered when she started. The last I’d heard she was pushing drinks at Bud’s Bar. I knew the layout at Bernie’s and how things worked so when I saw where Mary Beth was I knew what section she was working and I headed for the other section. I could have just turned around, left and gone some place else, but why bother. It was a small town and as long as we both lived there we were bound to run into each other from time to time. Might as well get used to it.
As soon as I sat down Velma came out of the kitchen, saw me, smiled and came over to take my order. I nodded toward Mary Beth and asked:
“When did that happen?”
“This is her third day. Is it going to keep you from coming in?”
“Not as long as I can avoid whatever section she is working. Although it is a safe bet that I won’t be coming in if I have a date with me.”
“None of my business Ralph and I know it, but no chance of the two of you getting back together? You two were just so good together.”
“I know we were and that’s the hardest part of the breakup, but no, there isn’t a chance.”
She took my order, brought me a beer and then took my order into the kitchen. As I waited for my meal I read the sports section of The Times and kept the corner of my eye on Mary Beth. I wanted to be ready if she tried to do something, but outside of not taking her eyes off me when she wasn’t taking care of customers she did nothing.
My meal came and I ate it and had a second beer with it. When I finished I dropped a twenty on the table to cover the tab and the tip and then I headed for the parking lot.
It was almost déjà vu. Some one was sitting on the tailgate. It wasn’t Mike; it was Mary Beth. As I walked up she got off the tailgate and said:
“I’m tired of trying to talk to you on the phone. Maybe in person I can make you come to your senses. We love each other Ralph. Let me come home Ralph. I need you.”
“What you need is to get it through your head is that we are a week away from being divorced. A divorce is the ending of a marriage. If I didn’t want that ending I would never have started the divorce process. Get it through your head Mary Beth. We are through. Done. Over. Quits. Finished.
“Don’t waste your time telling me how much you love me because it wasn’t enough to keep you from letting Mike foul your body. And yes, I still love you and a part of me always will, but the sight of you and Mike rutting on those hay bales is burned into my memory and it won’t go away. Every time I see you or hear your voice that memory comes back and I see it in my head as clear as day. To keep that visual out of my head I have to keep you away. If you really love me Mary Beth stay away from me. Stay away from me and let that picture die.”
I got in my truck and drove home.
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Around lunch time Amber came into y office and asked, “What time are you picking me up tonight?”
“Tonight? What’s tonight?”
“The VFW dance. We always go.”
“Well we won’t be going tonight.”
“We won’t?”
“You have ignored and avoided me all week Amber. I assumed that it was your way of telling me that you no longer wanted anything to do with me so I made other plans for tonight.”
She stood there looking at me for a few seconds and then she spun on her heels and left.
My date with Martha went well and I received a kiss on the cheek when I took her home. I asked her if she would like to go out with me again and she said that she would like to.
I drove home in a good mood and when I pulled into the drive I saw a car parked up next to the house. When I got closer (the drive to the house was 600 feet) I saw that the car was Amber’s. She got out of the car and was standing there waiting for me when I got out of the truck and before I could say a word she said:
“Okay, so I avoided you. It was childish of me, but I was pissed. You were supposed to be mine and you were off screwing around with another woman. How did you think that was supposed to make me feel? I know it was my own fault because of my stance on waiting until your divorce was final, but it still sucked finding out that you were seeing someone else. Did your date tonight leave enough for me?”
“What.”
“Did your date drain you or can you get it up for me?”
She saw the confused look on my face and said, “Never mind, I’ll find out for myself.”
She grabbed my hand and started leading me to the house as she said:
“When I get through with you this weekend you won’t even want to look at another woman. You are mine Ralph. Get used to it!
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Amber was right. When she was done with me that weekend I wasn’t interested in any other ladies. From then on Amber and I were a couple.
The day after my divorce was final Amber moved in with me. My fears about the age difference dooming us before we could even start proved groundless and after living together for five months I put a ring on her finger.
When I called Alex, Melanie and Gloria to give them the news all three said that they wanted to be there for the ceremony. When I told them it was just going to be a simple civil ceremony they said I would still need witnesses and it might as well be them. I was worried about that since I didn’t know how they would take a step-mom who was only a couple of years older than they were.
Again my fears were groundless. Gloria and Melanie arrived three days before the ceremony and Gloria immediately organized a ‘girl’s night out’ for her, Amber and Melanie and when they came home they had bonded. The three might as well have been sisters.
Alex arrived the day before the wedding and after meeting Amber he told me privately that he was pissed at me.
“She’s my ideal woman dad. You should have left her alone so I could have had a chance at her.”
“Don’t be silly Alexander. She is four years older than you are.”
“And your point? Older women with younger men is quite common these days. In fact you should be ashamed of yourself for robbing the cradle. She is almost the same age as my sisters.”
In short, my kids approved of my choice and six months to the day after my divorce was final I said “I do” for the second time in my life and eleven months later I became a father for the fourth time when Allen Franklin joined Amber and me. I’ll be in my sixties when he graduates high school, but so what? They say that kids will keep you young at heart.
Epilog
Mary Beth went back to work as a nurse at County General and she met and eventually married a doctor. The marriage lasted less than two years. It seems that the good doctor didn’t have any more use for a cheating slut than I did. Two divorced people working at the same place created a friction that the hospital administrators decided that they could not tolerate. Doctors have more clout than nurses so because of ‘budget cuts’ Mary Beth was let go. She landed a job at Centura Hospital over in Overton where she got involved with another doctor. Is the third time a charm? Too soon to tell.
Mike left town after Alice cleaned him put in their divorce and no one has heard from him since.
Alice dated for a couple of years and then she finally met a man she felt that she could settle down with. They seem happy together. Alice and I have kept up our friendship (without benefits of course) and she and Amber have become friends.
All in all the future turned out better for me than I could have possibly imagined that day I discovered Mary Beth and Mike in the barn.