Every two weeks I stopped by Stan’s office to pick up his paycheck and it always turned into a mini orgy with Patty, Ralph and Bruce.  It was at one of those mini orgies that my life changed yet again.  I was getting dressed after taking two loads each from Ralph and Bruce when Patty said:

“You need to douche yourself pretty good when you get home.”

“Why?  Why would you say something like that?”

“We have been trying to reach you all morning” Ralph said.  “Stan called.  He thinks you are fucking around on him and he called to let us know he would be off the site for a couple of days.  He’s flying home to try and catch you,”

“Damn!  You should have told me that before you fucked me and loosened me up.  If he wants pussy tonight he will notice that I’m looser than I should be.”

“So don’t fuck him” Patty said.  “Be pissed at him for not trusting you and coming home to try and catch you fooling around.”

As soon as I left the office I called Roger and clued him in and told him to get in touch with Terry and Mark and make sure that they knew not to drop by.  On the way home I hit a book store, bought a dozen books and went home.  I left the books lying around the house and then showered and douched, put on jeans and a sweatshirt and settled in on the couch with a book and waited to see what Stan was going to do.  When Stan walked in on me he would see me at home alone with nothing but books for company.

According to what Ralph said Stan’s flight was due in at six-twenty and it was an hour from the airport to the house.  At nine there was still no sign of Stan.  I thought about it for a minute and then I got up and went out the back door.  I crossed the neighbor’s back yard to the street behind us and then walked around the block to my street.  Mrs. Olsen’s bushes screened me as I looked up the street to my house.  There was a late model Ford Taurus with a man sitting in it parked where the driver could watch my house.

Stan was playing detective.

Well he could sit in his car all night as far as I was concerned.  I went back to the house, read for a bit longer and then went to bed.  Figuring Stan would come into the house after I’d gone to work in the morning I set the stage for him.  I put my dildo and the bottle of KY on the bedside table and put a couple of our porn tapes next to the bedroom TV and VCR.

The Taurus was gone when I left for work in the morning and I wondered how long Stan had sat there before calling it quits.  I kept looking in my rearview mirror, but I never saw a Taurus on my way to work.  I stopped by Bob’s office and let him know I would not be available and why and then I went to my office and got busy doing my real job.

Just before quitting time I hit every window in the place to check out the streets and I spotted a Taurus with a man sitting in it that was parked where he could see the entrance and exit of the parking lot.  I went to Bob’s office and entered only to find my mother on her back on his desk with Bob buried in her.

“Oops.  Sorry to interrupt.  See you both tomorrow.”

The Taurus picked me up as I left the parking lot and followed me home.  It was another night of book reading on the couch and again around nine I slipped out the back door and walked to where I could see the Taurus.  As I walked back to the house I wondered just what Stan was trying to do.  He knew that I knew about Lisa and he knew that I wasn’t going to make his life miserable over it so what was he doing?

 By the time I got to work the next day I was just a little pissed and I stewed over the situation most of the day.  Half an hour before quitting time I checked the windows again and spotted the Taurus.  I went into Bob’s office and asked him if he was busy and he said no.

“Good” I said.  “My idiot husband is sitting outside in a car hoping to follow me and catch me cheating so I’m going to cheat on him in here while he is out there sitting on his butt.”

 Bob smiled, stood up and freed that magnificent ten inch pole of his and I bent forward over his desk and let him take me from behind.  He came and when he pulled out I turned and went to my knees and sucked his cock until he was hard again and the second time he took me on his desk just like he had taken my mom the previous day.  I debated going for a third time, but then thought that if I stayed inside too long after quitting time it might give Stan ideas that I’d rather he not have.

As the Taurus followed me home I wondered how long Stan was going to keep it up.  I called Patty on her cell and asked her if Stan had given any indication of how long he was going to be in town.  She told me that he had told Ralph he would be going back to the job site in five days.  Since he had only been here two I figured that he wouldn’t show himself until the fourth or fifth day so when I got home I gave daddy a call on my cell.

“You want to live dangerously?”

“What do you have in mind?”

I explained my thinking and then asked, “You want to sneak in the back door and fuck your slutty daughter in law while your baby boy sits outside the house?”

“What if you are wrong and he comes into the house?”

“I’ll disable the garage door opener so the only way he can come in will be through the front door or back door.  I’ll put the chains on the doors so he won’t be able to rush in.  You can do me on the kitchen table and if he tries a door you can scoot out the other one.  I figure even if he does come in tonight he will wait until I turn the lights out to go to bed.  He will want to sit and watch until then to see if I get a visitor or go out.”

“You really want to do this?”

“Damned right I do.”

“What time do you want me there?”

“It gets dark about seven so how about seven-thirty?”

“Okay sweetie, see you around seven-thirty.”

He slipped in the back door at seven twenty-five and by seven-thirty he was buried in my pussy.  Normally I’m quite vocal when I have a cock in my body, but I forced myself to be quiet in case Stan came up to the house and put an ear to the door.  Daddy fucked me to three orgasms and then he came and I sucked him hard again and he did me on the kitchen floor.  After we both came a second time we sat back and had a beer and then I got down on my hands and knees and daddy took my ass.  That night because Stan was just outside I got totally nasty and did something I had never done before (and would never do again).  When daddy came and pulled out of my ass I spun around and sucked and licked his cock clean and in the process got him hard again.  He took me bent over the kitchen table and when he finished he was done.  Nothing I did could get him back up again.  He left and I went to bed and slept soundly.

The next day I did Bob in his office again and then watched the Taurus follow me home.  I read my book until nine and then I went out the back door and around the block, but this time I didn’t hide behind the bushes.  I walked up to the car and tried the door.  It wasn’t locked so I opened it and leaned in and said:

“Wouldn’t you be more comfortable in the house?”

He was caught and didn’t know what to do.

“Sit here if you want” I said and closed the door and went into the house.

Ten minutes later a sheepish looking Stan came into the house.  I was sitting on the couch with my book and I looked up when he came in and then went back to my book.  I ignored him and he sat down on the easy chair across from me.  After a couple of minutes of silence I said:

“The lover you are trying to catch me with is in the bedroom.  Go say hi to him.”

He just sat there and I let a couple of minutes go by before I put my book down and said:

“Dick Tracey you ain’t.  The next time you might want to try a disguise of some kind so people won’t come into my office and ask me why my husband is sitting outside watching the building.”

He couldn’t or wouldn’t meet my eyes.  Finally I said, “What the hell are you doing Stan?  It is obvious that you are spying on me, but why?” 

He started to open his mouth and say something, but then closed it.

“Damn it Stan; either talk to me or get the hell out of here and go to a hotel.  If you aren’t going to talk I don’t want you around.  I’ll help you start.  What were you expecting to find?”

He looked at me with a bleak look on his face and said, “You with another man.”

“And if you did what then?”

“I’d have something to hold over you if you went for a divorce because of Lisa.”

“You’ve lost me here Stan.  What made you think I would be going for a divorce?”

“The calm way you behaved when you found out about Lisa.  It isn’t natural.  You should have been outraged and calling me every name you could think of.  Instead you told me to go and have my fun.  That just isn’t natural so you must have been planning something and didn’t want me to panic.  I figured that since you had some guy when you called and pretended you were using your phony cock that you would probably keep on with him since you told me to keep on with Lisa.”

“What good would it do you to have something to hold over me?”

“If you went for a divorce on adultery I could point out that you had committed adultery also and that since we were even maybe we should go for counseling.”

“Counseling?”

“To try and save the marriage.”

“You lost me there Stan.  I don’t understand.”

“That’s just it; I don’t want to lose you.”

I thought for a moment and then suddenly it dawned on me.  “You are doing this to try and keep me?”

“Of course.”

I started laughing and then said, “You big stupid clown; you couldn’t get rid of me if you wanted to.  I love you and you are stuck with me.  Yes, I was outraged over you and Lisa, but I am smart enough to know that making a big scene over it while you were as far away as you were would have only made things more difficult for us.  I did fly off the deep end with Jake and I did call you while it was going on out of spite.  When it was over I realized it was a huge mistake.  I not only shouldn’t have done it, but I absolutely shouldn’t have let you know.

“When I sat down and thought about it I was still pissed at you, but I could see how it happened.  You are an attractive man and of course Lisa would be attracted to you and knowing you like I do I’ll bet that she seduced you and not the other way around.  You were living in a trailer on a construction site with the nearest town fifty miles away.  You were lonely, had nothing to do and you were easy prey for her.  Everything would have been fine if I hadn’t thrown Jake in your face out of spite.  You could have had your bed warmer until the job was done not knowing that I knew and not carrying the load of guilt that I dropped on you that caused you to be here spying on me.”

“Who is Jake?”

“Just a guy.  I didn’t want to do it with anyone I knew or from around here that I might keep running into so I drove out to the airport hotel and picked up a traveling businessman.  Some one I’ll never see again.”

“He the only one?”

“Yes.  I don’t have your problem baby.  I’m not stuck in an out of the way place with nothing to do.  There are places I can go, things I can do and people I can spend time with.  I do miss making love, but I have our porn tapes and my dildo and I can hold out until you make your trips home.”  I stood up and said, “And you are home” and I headed for the bedroom.

It was a long night and I wore Stan out.  I called in to work the next day and told Bob I was taking two days off and I spent those two days making sure that Stan would never forget me for even a minute.  Lisa was never mentioned and when Stan left to catch his flight I didn’t think he would be able to get it up for Lisa for a couple of days.  If she could get him up, good for Stan.

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Stan’s trip home was a wake up call for me.  It was only pure-assed good luck that I found out he was coming home.  If I hadn’t known Stan could very well have caught me with his father, his brothers and maybe some of the young meat that Abby and Patty wanted to bring to the house.  I might have survived a “Jake” but I could have never survived the others.

Stan’s trip also brought a few things to mind.  There was a point of view that held that those who cheat expect others to cheat also.  That Stan thought this was evidenced by his trip home to ‘catch me in the act.’  Not that my phone call hadn’t helped him think that.  Then there was the ‘once a cheater, always a cheater’ way of looking at things.  Putting aside what Stan had done with Lisa, my phone call to him (regardless of the reason for it) had planted the thought firmly in his mind that I had cheated on him.

 Those thoughts brought me to the big one.  Human nature being what it was from this point on Stan was always going to have it in the back of his mind that while he was in Alaska fucking Lisa I was more than likely going to try on a cock or two of my own.  He would always be thinking that I was at home fucking a ‘Jake.’  The difference was that I knew about Lisa and as far as I was concerned he was free to continue with her.  He, on the other hand didn’t know what I might be doing and human nature was going to make him want to find out.

The question facing me was had I satisfied him with my story or was he curious enough to keep trying to check me out?  Taking human nature into account I thought it highly likely that he would if only to find something that he could “hold over me” as he had put it.  To me this meant that my life style was going to have to undergo a major change.  I couldn’t count on only Stan being the watcher.  He would have to find some help.  Maybe he might even go as far as hiring a private detective.  My activities with Patty and Abby had to stop and my meetings with Bob’s customers had to stop.  I was going to have to make some major adjustments if I wanted to hold onto my marriage and I did.  Yes, I was hanging major horns on my husband, but that didn’t mean that I didn’t love him.  I did and it would kill me to lose him.

But I was too big of a slut to quit completely.

I would still have Bob at work, Stan’s partners (Bruce and Ralph) and I could set up arrangements for daddy’s visits and maybe even Terry and Mark once in a while.  Figuring that a PI would follow me to see where I went and what I did if daddy entered the house through the back door before I got home and didn’t leave the house until after I’d left the house to go to work the PI would only see me enter the house in the evening and leave in the morning.  He wouldn’t see me have any visitors.  That would probably work for Terry and Mark also.

Then I had the thought the Stan might give the PI a key so he could get in the house and wire it.  I needed to think on that, but I was sure that I could solve the problem.  Something to think about anyway.

Thinking that it would take some time for Stan to set things up I figured I could get in one last frat party if I acted immediately.  I called Abby and Patty and explained the situation to them and they set up a “going away gangbang” party for me.

There were fourteen young studs and they were all for my pleasure only.  Abby and Patty sat that one out so I could get the full benefit of all that hard meat.  As usual no hole was off limits and I was kept airtight pretty much the entire night.  I actually had to be half carried to my car when it was over and I called into work sick the next day.  I wasn’t sick, but I was having trouble walking and I spent most of the day soaking in the tub.  As trains went, it had been outstanding.  God, but I was going to miss doing them.

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I waited a few days to let myself recover and then I called daddy and asked him to meet me for lunch.  I explained things to him and he said he would be fine with my idea of being in the house when I got home and waiting to leave until I’d gone to work and then he gave me his idea on how to handle the problem of the PI maybe wiring the house

It was brilliant!

I had the house wired!  Using some of the money squirreled away in my three safe deposit boxes I had a professional come in and wire the entire house.  I could see who came in, where they went and what they did.  I told him what I wanted and why I wanted it done and he cocked an eyebrow at me and then got to work.  He knew where a PI would most likely put his cameras so my guy put his where the PI wasn’t likely to find them while placing his.  When he was done there wasn’t a square inch of the house that wasn’t covered with a wireless device.  They all fed into three DVRs hidden in the attic.  When he handed me his bill I smiled at him and said:

“Not so fast.”  I slipped off my blouse and said, “We need a good test of the system.”

We spent the next five hours fucking and sucking in every room in the house and then checked the recordings which fired us up and there was another round of fucking and sucking.  When Norm was ready to leave I told him that he was going to have to come back from time to time and fine tune the system.  He left knowing that he had a very satisfied customer.

It turned out to be a waste of money since no one ever did enter the house to place any bugs or cameras.  All I had to show for the money was a growing porn collection staring daddy, Terry, Mark and me playing all over the house and occasionally featuring Norm when he stopped by to ‘fine tune’ things.

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But you know what they say.  “Just because you are paranoid it doesn’t mean that no one is out to get you.”

I became more aware of what went on around me and five weeks after Stan had returned to Alaska I began to notice the same man being around whenever I went somewhere.  I was careful not to let him see me notice him and when I got home that night I told daddy about the man.  He said he would look into it.  He called a friend of his on the local police force and my follower ended up with a follower of his own.

Two days later daddy told me that the man was Jason Robards and he was an operative of the Robinson Investigative Service.  Daddy was slowly sliding his cock into my ass when I picked up the cordless and made the call.

“Hello?”

“Hello yourself.  Are you alone?  Am I interrupting anything?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?  I’d hate to think I was pulling you away from Lisa.”

“I’m here alone.”

“Well so am I.  At least for tonight, but I am going to take another trip out to the airport tomorrow and find myself another traveling business man.  I’m going to bring him home with me and fuck his eyes out and you want to know the best part?  I’m going to video tape it and send the tape to you.”

There was silence on the other end of the line and I said, “Aren’t you going to say thank you?  It will give you something that you can hold over me and that is what you want isn’t it?”

More silence.

“And look at all the money it will save you.  You can call the Robinson Investigative Service and tell them you don’t need their services any more.  Do you think they might give you a refund since I’m going to do their work for them?  Well, no matter.  Bottom line is that you will have what you say you want.  Maybe I can find a guy who doesn’t have to hurry home and he can spend the entire weekend with me.  That would make for a great tape wouldn’t it?  I’ve got to go.  Need to do my nails before I go to bed.  I do want to look my best tomorrow.  Love you baby.  Bye-bye.”

I dropped the cordless and daddy said, “You are a total cunt; you know that?”

“No I’m not daddy.  I’m a total slut – your slut.  Fuck my ass daddy; fuck your slutty daughter in laws ass.”

When he came he pulled out and went into the bathroom to wash his dick and then he brought it back for my mouth.  As I worked on getting him hard again he asked:

“Are you really going to do it?  Go out to the airport to pick up a guy I mean?”

I laughed and said “I could just use you” and then I said “I’m thinking hard on it.  It will put an end to all the private eye and spying bullshit and worrying about getting caught.  If he is telling the truth about just wanting something to hold over me to keep me from leaving him over Lisa it won’t mater.  If what he really wants is something to use to divorce me it means he doesn’t want me and I won’t fight it.  I’ll let him go.”

“In that case can I repay a favor?”

“What do you mean?”

“I owe Brandon a big favor for getting him to check out the guy who was following you.  Can he be your travelling business man?”

 And so it was that a fairly hunky cop named Brandon spent Friday night, all of Saturday and most of Sunday with me while I showed my appreciation for his help.  I only taped Friday night though.  Stan really didn’t need to see me at my best (or worst depending on the way you looked at it).

I was soaking in the tub washing Brandon’s last load (of the day anyway – I did invite him back) out of me when the cordless rang.  I picked it up off the floor next to the tub and answered it.

“Hello?”

“Hi.”

“Hi back.”

A little silence and then he said, “Did you really do it?”

“Of course I did.  It is what you wanted.”

“I don’t think I really did.”

“Bullshit Stan.  You flew home and followed me for days to try and catch me being a bad girl and when that didn’t work you hired a private detective to try and do it.  You wanted it and so I gave it to you and I hope you appreciate it.  Brandon and I put in a lot of effort to give you a hell of a show.  By the way, he said he would be back in town in three weeks and he wants to know if we can do it again.  I told him that it would be up to you.”

“Up to me?  Why is it up to me?”

“It depends on how you react to the amateur porn tape I’m sending you tomorrow.  If you were telling the truth about only wanting something you can hold over my head it is one thing, but if what you really want is something you can use to divorce me so you can be with your Alaskan bimbo then it is something else.  And of course there is the way you respond to seeing Brandon making me his slut even if all you wanted was something to hold over me.  You might not like hearing me beg him to fuck my ass harder and you might just decide to say “Fuck it” and cut your loses and get out.  In that case I’ll say yes when Brandon calls me again.”

“I don’t think I want to see it.”

“Your choice.  I’m sending it.  You can watch it or not.”

“How did we get here?”

“You weren’t smart enough to convince me that your job site was no place for a woman like me and make me rethink my decision to come up there and visit you.  If I would have stayed here I never would have found out about your little sex toy and I would never have felt the need to strike back.  Then you wouldn’t leave it alone.  I gave you a free pass to keep on with your dolly, but you just had to start playing detective and when that didn’t work out well you went and hired a real one.  That is how we got here!”

“So it’s all my fault?”

“You bet your sweet ass it is.”

“Are we going to be able to get by this?”

“That is strictly up to you.  I gave you a free pass on Lisa and as long as you don’t do any more stupid shit we should be okay.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too baby.”

“I’ll be home in four weeks.”

“I’ll be waiting.  Just don’t forget the five day rule.”

When I stopped at the Post Office and mailed the tape to Stan I was thinking that I wouldn’t have to worry about being watched any more and I could go back to playing hard and partying hard, but then I asked myself if I really wanted to.  I had pretty much cut the ties where Abby, Patty and Bob’s customers were concerned.  I still had Bob, daddy, Terry, Mark, Ralph, Bruce, Norm and Brandon to feed my hunger at least until Stan came home.  When that happened I would just have to see.

I might not always be honest and above board where Stan was concerned, but I was always honest with myself.  The events of the last several months had convinced me that my luck was running out or at the very least getting thin.  I did love Stan and I wanted very much to keep him, but could I ever go back to being a one man woman?  I didn’t know, but I wanted Stan bad enough to seek professional help.  Can Doctor Burnett help me?  I don’t know.  If she can’t I’ll be back.  Stay tuned.

To be continued????????