The Bought Husband Chp. 3

By Just Plain Bob

It started out as a series of, what were at the time, seemingly unconnected events. I went out of my way to avoid Jumal and Gloria when the three of us were in the house together, but sometimes you just can’t avoid loud. It was on one of those rare nights when I was in the den playing Hearts on the computer. The den is just off the dinning room and Jumal and Gloria were sitting at the dinning room table and I don’t believe that they knew I was in the den.

They were arguing and their voices grew louder and louder as they continued to argue. I didn’t get it all, but the gist of it was that Jumal expected to be her second husband once I was out of the picture. Gloria on the other hand, did not see it that way. Her point being that the reasons she couldn’t marry him in the first place would still be there even after I was gone. I think she shocked me just as much as she shocked Jumal when she stated that it just would not be socially acceptable for her to marry him. Where it went from there I have no idea because Jumal got up and stormed out of the house and I wasn’t around when they next talked about it.

The second event happened a month later when I came home during lunch for a romp with Sally. After doing what she called her Hat Trick, my cumming at least once in her three available orifices, she said, "Jack, I love fucking you. I get a delicious turn on knowing that a man who knows my husband is fucking me on a regular basis, but you do know that I’m doing it for the money, right?"

"I’m shocked Sally Ann. I thought it was my manly charm and my ability as a stud."

She laughed, "That too. My point is that I’m in this for the money, not the love or lust. I’m not a stupid bimbo Jack and I know that there is more going on with this weird marriage of yours than you want people to know. The "can’t have sex for medical reasons" is just so much bullshit because I’ve seen your wife and that obnoxious nigger going at it. Whatever is going on, it is obvious that you and your wife don’t want people to know about it. We need to discuss this Jack and we need to talk money."

The next event took place three weeks later. I received a call from Brian Moser asking me to have lunch with him. He got right to the point.

"For some time now I have suspected that your marriage to Gloria Stearns is a sham. I have always believed that she paid you to be her husband in name only so she could cheat the various charities and foundations out of the money that her father intended then to have. Now I have positive information that this is true. I know that you have been paid two point five million to take part in this sham."

I started to say something but he cut me off.

"Don’t bother trying to deny it because I wouldn’t believe you anyway. The point is that I have enough proof to go to into court and show that Gloria Stearns is trying to defraud the Clayton Foundation and several other worthy charities. The purpose of this meeting is to get you on board."

"I don’t understand."

"Oh come come Jack, you aren’t stupid. My informant wants five million to testify to the scheme in court and while I personally believe that what he has to say is sufficient for my foundation to win I don’t like taking chances. If I have you on the stand telling the story it would be a slam-dunk. I’d rather give you the five million and have a sure thing than give it to my informant and have an uncertain outcome."

"Let me see if I have this straight Mr. Moser. You will pay me five million dollars to get up on the witness stand and testify that my marriage to Gloria is phony?"

"That’s it in a nutshell Jack."

"Well I’m sorry Mr. Moser, but that would be lying under oath and I can’t do that. Sorry." I got up and left him sitting there.

Three weeks later Gloria was served papers. She was being sued by six foundations and three charities.

"Oh shit! What do I do now?"

"You get a good lawyer and you fight them. You take advantage of the of the time it takes a case to get to court and you use that time to get yourself pregnant."

"Pregnant? Good God, are you crazy. Get pregnant at a time like this?"

"What better time? You have to have a child to meet the terms of your fathers will anyway so do it now."

"But I didn’t plan on having the baby until we got closer to the five years."

"Things change Glory."

"No Jack, no. It is out of the question."

"Think about it Glory. You have a completely valid marriage certificate following a wedding performed by an ordained minister and witnessed by over two hundred people. What you don’t have is any way to prove that the marriage was ever consummated. They will contend in court that it is a marriage in name only, that you and I conspired to defraud those charities by having a phony marriage. They will not believe either one of us when we say that we have a marriage that is complete in all aspects including sex. If you are pregnant you take that argument away from them. The only thing that they can claim then is that the child is not mine and a DNA test will shoot that argument down."

"What you have to do is sit down, plot out your cycle and figure out when you are at your most fertile time and then for a week before and a week after we will fuck like bunnies. Only one thing. Don’t let Jumal know what we are doing because I don’t trust him not to try and interfere. It will be an ego thing with him. Maybe what we need to do is have you leave on a business trip of some sort and a day or two later I can meet you."

"God Jack, I don’t know. I’m not ready. I knew I was going to have to do it, but I thought that I had lots of time yet."

"Well, it is your money Glory, at least until the trial."

It was stupid of me, but hey, it happens to almost everyone sooner or later. I fell in love. What was bad was that it was with my wife; the wife who was going to say goodbye to me when the five years were up.

Gloria decided that I was right and that she needed to move up her timetable for having a baby. She also agreed with me that it would be wise not to let Jumal know. The reason I gave her (his ego) for keeping him in the dark wasn’t my real reason, but Gloria didn’t know that and what’s more, I couldn’t let her find out the real reason. Gloria told Jumal that she had to go to Denver for business and would be gone for five days. The next day she caught a flight for Palm Springs. I waited a day and then I left for a business trip to Atlanta where I caught a flight the Springs.

The next six days were spent lying beside a pool and taking the sun during the day and enjoying the Palm Springs nightlife at night. And of course there was the sex. We made love on the average of five times a day. I knew that the sex, as enjoyable as it was and as much as Gloria seemed to enjoy it, was for the sole purpose of having the baby she needed to meet the terms of her father’s will. And I also knew that she felt guilty that she was doing it behind Jumal’s back.

Still, even knowing all that, I found that she could be passionate, inventive, and at times insatiable. She never got tired of my eating her pussy and always wanted me to start out our lovemaking sessions by doing it. She went crazy when I ate her after cumming in her; something that I had been reluctant to do until she pointed out that the stuff I could get to wasn’t going to go any farther into her anyway. She was smart, beautiful, and witty and by the end of our time alone with each other she owned me, body and soul.

Six days is all Gloria could arrange to be away from work and so our sexual meetings had to take place after we got back home. To keep Jumal in the dark as to what we were doing, even thought it tore Gloria up to do it, we fucked on either her desk or mine at work after everyone else had gone home and we did it every day right up to the day she told me that she was pregnant.

That news triggered the one thing that I knew would make her hate me forever. I remembered her telling me that by the end of the five years I might have grown to hate the very sight of her, but I had never suspected that it would be the other way round. What I did I did for her, but I could not tell her that or why I did it, at least not then. The night after she told me she was pregnant I walked into her office at quitting time with a bottle of champagne and two glasses. I popped the cork and filled the two glasses and handed Gloria one of them.

"Here is a toast to the mother to be and to a healthy child."

We clicked glasses and then we sat there and sipped the bubbly until the bottle was empty and then I called for the limo and we left the office. By the time I helped her in the car the Special K had taken effect and Gloria was almost out of it.

"Here Glory, drink this, it will make you feel better" and I helped her drink the glass of water with the tab of Ecstasy in it. I told Mack, our chauffeur, to drop us at the downtown Hilton and then to take the rest of the night off. I got Gloria on the elevator and up to the seventh floor and when I knocked on the door it was opened by a tall good-looking black man. Dave and I had been frat brothers in college and I had arranged with him to do me this special favor.

For the next five hours I walked around taking pictures with a digital camera and shooting video as Dave and five of his friends fucked the living shit out of my wife. They used her every way that six men could use a woman and I got more than a dozen pictures of her with three men in her at one time. By the end of the second hour Gloria was begging and pleading with the men to fuck her and she was sucking cocks as fast as they went limp to get them back up again. At the end of the five hours the only man in the room that still had a hard cock was me. None of the other six could get it up again no matter how much Gloria begged, pleaded or worked with her hands and mouth to make it happen.

As Dave left he said, "I hope it works out for you bud. I know you told me why and I know you only expect it to happen the once, but if the lady has developed a taste for it, don’t forget me."

Gloria was crying and whining as the six men left and she crawled across the floor to me and tried to pull my zipper down, but I pushed her away. I had the hard on of all hard ons and I wanted to make love – not fuck, but make love – to Gloria in the worst way, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t do it because as stupid as it may have sounded, it wouldn’t have been right. I pulled Gloria over to the bed and I lay down and pulled her close to me and held her tightly until she fell asleep.

I woke up in pain. As soon as I was awake I saw Gloria swinging a table lamp at me and from the way I felt she had already connected with it several times. I rolled away from her and got off the bed and when she followed me and swung again I caught her arms and wrestled the table lamp away from her. I didn’t bother to ask her why she was doing what she was doing because I already knew and I knew that from her standpoint I deserved it. As I held her she kicked and screamed at me and one of her knees caught my nut sack and I fell back onto the bed. I had both hands covering the jewels and I was wincing in pain when she went over to her purse and got out something. She came back, climbed on the bed and sat on me.

"You rotten mother fucking bastard. It is there because of you you miserable cock sucker so you better get all of it out" and then she spun around into a sixty-nine position, grabbed my cock and I felt something cold against it. She sat down on my face and shoved her cum filled pussy right up against my mouth. "You better get every last drop out of me you bastard or I will saw your cock off" and I felt cold steel against my dick.

I fought off the nausea caused by the shot to my balls and went after Gloria’s cunt like my life depended on my doing what she wanted which, of course, it did. I was so into saving my cock that I don’t even know when it was that her hands let go of my dick and she started wailing and having orgasms, but I eventually became aware that I seemed to be out of danger. By then the guilt I had felt over doing to her what I had done took over and I considered that getting every drop of cum out of Gloria would be partial penance. I stayed after her pussy until she feel back on the bed exhausted from the strength of her orgasms.

I quickly got off the bed, dressed and got out of the room and went down to the lobby and caught a cab. I had it take me cross-town to another hotel where I checked in for a two-day stay and then I went to the room and fell asleep. It was a Saturday so I had two days before I had to go to work and face Gloria. Two days to plan on what to say to her without really saying anything to her at all. I couldn’t tell her why I had done it; there just wasn’t anyway I would be able to convince her of the truth – that I had done it for her – without telling her why it was for her benefit. She just couldn’t know, at least not yet.

I was spared having to talk with Gloria on Monday. She didn’t come to work and she didn’t ask to speak to me when she called in. I figured that the best thing for me to do was stay in my hotel room for a couple of more days and that night, after work, I went back and registered for two more days. The next morning Gloria called me in her office.

"Where have you been?"

"Staying a hotel."

"That won’t do. With the court case coming up now more than ever we must keep up appearances. I shudder to think of what the opposition would make of your staying in a hotel if they found out. I can’t stand the sight of you, but I need you to be around me. We will try and act like the loving couple that we are supposed to be. When we are alone just stay out of my way and stay out of my sight."

Under the circumstances I didn’t feel comfortable being in the house. With the exception of going home for lunch and letting Sally Ann fuck me silly I stayed away as much as I could. I took up activities that would keep me out of the house. I joined clubs, took up bowling and signed up to bowl in three leagues. I was gone so often the Gloria called me into her office and complained.

"You aren’t living up to your end of the bargain Jack. I need you to be seen in public with me. It doesn’t look right for me to show up at a charity dinner alone because you are off somewhere bowling or some such thing."

"Our deal didn’t say anything about my not having a life until after our divorce Gloria"

"That isn’t the point Jack. I need you with me so that there won’t be any doubts raised."

"When we are in public I am loving and attentive and your swelling belly attests to the fact that we are a loving couple."

She stared at me for a minute and then she said, "What went wrong Jack? What poisoned you against me? What made you do that despicable thing that you did to me?"

"You’ll know soon enough Gloria. You won’t like it, but you will know."

I’d been expecting it so the shock on Gloria’s face when Jumal got up on the witness stand and blew the whistle on Gloria’s plan didn’t surprise me.

"That bastard! He slept in my bed last night and he does this to me today? I thought he loved me."

"You never should have told him that you weren’t going to marry him after you divorced me."

"What do you mean?"

"If you didn’t marry him he couldn’t get access to your money so he decided to settle for the five million that Moser offered him"

"What? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh grow up Gloria. The love of your life just sold you down the river. You think he did it because he saw it as his civic duty? He got paid Gloria, or he thinks he is getting paid. If Moser made Jumal the same deal he offered me Jumal is expecting five million dollars for his testimony, but I don’t think he is smart enough to know that Moser is going to stiff him if the foundation doesn’t win."

"What deal? What the hell is going on here Jack?"

"Just be patient Gloria, you’ll see."

Gloria’s lawyer got up to cross-examine Jumal. "Mr. Washington, are you being paid for your testimony here today?"

"No, of course not."

"You are telling me that you are not being paid five million dollars to sit on this stand and tell this story? Think very carefully before you answer Mr. Washington. You are under oath and there are severe penalties for perjury."

Jumal was starting to sweat. How could the lawyer know the exact amount? He looked over at the table where Moser and his lawyers were sitting.

"Come now Mr. Washington, no need to look over to that table for guidance, yes or no, are you being paid five million dollars for your testimony?"

There were a bunch of objections, but the judge told Jumal to answer the question so he did and being Jumal he lied, "No I am not."

Next came a bunch of people who testified about the will, it’s provisions, what they believed the intentions of Gloria’s father to be and things along those lines. We broke for lunch and as I ate mine Gloria fidgeted and poked at her salad.

"How can you eat at a time like this? I thought what you did to me was bad enough, but this, this is just unbelievable. That bastard sold me out. I’m toast."

"It ain’t over until the fat lady sings Gloria."

"Oh bullshit Jack. My whole world is going to disappear and you just sit around saying don’t worry, be happy."

"Okay, you win, life as you know it is over. Which, by the way is true, life as you knew it is over, but that doesn’t mean that the life you will have left will be without your money."

"Just what the hell does that mean Jack?"

"It doesn’t matter what we do to defuse Jumal’s testimony, the fact still remains that he was your lover and he can tell enough that people will be able to check on things and verify some of it. You are a cheating wife. Your social circle will know that you had a nigger for a lover. You have been unfaithful to your husband and all of that is going to be public knowledge after this trial whether you win or lose. So yes Gloria, life as you knew it is over. Your real friends will rally around you and the ones that aren’t worth a shit will avoid you like the plague. The best thing for you to do now is get your chin up, hold your head up high and get on with it."

Court reconvened and it was our turn. Our lawyer called witnesses who testified as being present at our wedding. The minister was called and verified that he was ordained and authorized to perform marriages in our state and that he had performed ours after being given a copy of a legitimate marriage license. The next witness called was me.

"Only a few questions for you Mr. Stanton. Is your marriage to Gloria Sterns a sham?"

"Absolutely not."

"You are not merely a husband in name only? You do in fact perform your husbandly duties?"

"Yes I do. You may notice that my wife is seven months pregnant."

"Yes I have noticed that and so I will ask you the question that the plaintiff’s lawyer is sure to ask. Are you sure that the child that Mrs. Stanton is carrying is yours?"

"Easy enough to check in this day and age, what with DNA tests available, but yes, I am sure that the child is mine."

"One last question Mr. Stanton. Do you love your wife?"

"Yes I do."

Then it was Moser’s lawyers turn. "Mr. Stanton, I’ll be brief. You have testified that you love your wife. You can say that even though Mr. Washington has been on the stand and testified to having a long standing affair with her?"

"Yes I can."

"Frankly Mr. Stanton, you will have to forgive my saying that I don’t believe you and if I don’t believe you how can you expect the other members of this court to believe you?"

"Neither you or any other member of this court knows the reason for my wife’s infidelity. Mr. Washington was blackmailing her and I expect that Mr. Moser and his foundation had a hand in it. I won’t say that things are perfect between us right now, but I expect that we will work things out."

There was an uproar and a lot of gavel pounding before things settled down. The lawyers were called to the bench for a side bar and when it was over Moser’s lawyer came back to me.

"Mr. Stanton, you are aware that false statements can lead to civil penalties are you not?"

"I am"

"You have just accused Mr. Moser and his foundation of possibly taking part in an illegal act. Knowing that there are penalties for making those kinds of false statements would you like to retract that statement?"

"No, of course not. I do not believe that it is a coincidence that Mr. Washington was blackmailing my wife for something that happened at a Clayton Foundation dinner and that he is here now testifying on behalf of the Clayton Foundation. I believe that what happened at that dinner was a set up and I believe that officers of that foundation, of which Mr. Moser is one, had a hand in it."

"And would you like to explain to this court just how The Clayton Foundation had a hand in this so called blackmail scheme?"

"My wife attended one of their social functions and someone slipped date rape drugs in her drink. Sometime during the evening she was photographed in several sexually compromising positions and two weeks after the affair Mr. Washington showed up with the photos and began making demands. Because of my wife’s social position she did not feel that she could let those photos become public so she foolishly gave into Mr. Washington’s demands which, unfortunately, included a demand for sexual favors as well as money. Unfortunately I knew none of this until Mr. Washington took the stand. My wife confessed and explained what had happened to me at lunch today."

"But you have no proof of this do you?"

"No, I don’t, at least not tying the foundation to it, but I do have the photos that Mr. Washington gave my wife when he approached her to blackmail her."

"All right, let us move to something else. Have you been paid to be your wife’s husband?"

"Define the word "paid."

"Very well. Are you getting something for being your wife’s husband?"

"Yes I am."

"Frankly sir, I never expected you to admit it. Would you please tell the court what you receive for being her husband?"

"Smiles, hugs and kisses, love and affection, companionship and she spoils me rotten."

"Very clever Mr. Stanton. Have you not been paid two and a half million dollars to be her husband for five years?"

"I have not."

"What would you say if I told you I have proof that it is in fact true?"

"I would say that you manufactured that proof at the same time that you paid Mr. Washington five million to get on the witness stand and perjure himself. What is more, I have proof. Well, actually it is indirect proof, but proof to any thinking person just the same."

"I don’t believe that I have ever heard of the concept of indirect proof. What pray tell might that be?"

"I’ll answer your question with a question. If you had 2 and a half million in your left hand and five million in your right and you were told you could have one or the other, which one would you take?"

"The five of course. Any sane person who make that choice."

"So, if I had been paid two and a half million to be a phony husband I would have to had been either stupid or insane to turn down the five million Brian Moser offered me to get on the stand and say that my marriage was a fake, now wouldn’t I?"

There was a lot of yelling, gavel pounding, finger pointing and threats of being sued until I produced the tape I had made of my meeting with Moser. Gloria won hands down and the judge told Moser that he was going to recommend to the District Attorney that Moser be tried for a half a dozen different charges. Unfortunately the tapes didn’t give a name to the informant that Moser referred to even though everyone knew it had to be Jumal so, since there was no proof, he skated on the deal.

The ride home was silent until we were almost in the driveway. Gloria had stared at me most of the way home and finally she said, "The blackmail photos that you said you had were the ones from that night weren’t they?"

"Yes."

"You knew that far ahead of time what Jumal was going to do?"

"Yes I did. I knew that I had to have a way to diffuse his testimony about your continued affair with him and that it had to be real enough to pass examination if it had to be produced in court. The only way to make it real enough was to make it real."

"But how did you know?"

"You owe Sally Ann big time for that and I did tell her that you would see to it that she got a large bonus when the dust settled."

I told her how Sally Ann had found out about how the medical story was bogus, how she had overheard Jumal on the telephone offering to sell us out for a price and I told her about being in the den when she and Jumal had the argument.

"I put them all together and when Moser called me and asked me to have lunch with him I knew what was happening and I wore a tape recorder to the meeting to see if I could get him to commit on tape."

"Why didn’t you tell me Jack? Why did you let me suffer all these months thinking that I was going to lose everything?"

"I didn’t trust you Glory."

"You didn’t trust me? Just what the fuck does that mean?"

"I put that poorly. What I meant is that I did not trust you not to act like a love-sick female."

"You keep digging your hole deeper Jack. Just what does that mean?"

"It means that I knew Jumal was selling you out and I remembered our first dinner together on the night you offered me the deal. Your exact words were, "Love is blind Jack. I adore him. It doesn’t matter what he does I’ll find excuses for him." If I told you what I knew you would have said, "Bullshit Jack" and you would have run to him with my "ridiculous" story. He would have called Moser and they would have known that we were on to them. The only way my tape was going to work was if they never saw it coming."

"You could have at least shared it with our lawyer."

"He is your lawyer Glory, not mine, and the same thing that I didn’t want to happen would have happened. I tell him. He discuses it with you, you confront me and then run to Jumal."

She stared at me in silence for several moments and then said, "Why did you do it Jack? Why did you pass on five million just to two and a half?"

"You still don’t get it do you Glory? As bright as you are and as good a businessperson as you are and you still don’t get it. I would have thought that your father would have passed it on to you in his genes. Think on it Glory; think on it and see what you come up with. I’m going to bed now. We need to get up early tomorrow. This court thing has kept us away from the office for too long and the work is piling up. Goodnight."

As I walked toward my room she called out, "Jack." I turned and she said, "Thank you Jack, thank you for everything." I smiled at her, turned and went to my room.

I was surprised when about two hours later Gloria came into my room. Mostly I was surprised because she didn’t wake me up by stroking my cock like she usually did. This time she woke me up with a blow job. When she had me awake she said, "I’m keyed up. I need to take the edge off. I don’t have anything in me this time, but you think you could see your way clear to eat me anyway?"

"Yeah, I think that I could do that."

I went to work on her and I went slow and easy so she could relax, but she really didn’t want to relax - to take the edge off – and her hands dug into my hair and she pulled me to her and started to moan. It began as a low hiss, "Yesyesyesyesssssss" and rose to an "oh god oh god oh god" and then became a "fuck me fuck me fuck me, oh god please fuck me." I did, but it was awkward for me at first. Once we knew Gloria was pregnant we stopped having sex so I had never made love to her with her big belly. I finally figured out what to do and I got the job done and then Gloria surprised me again – she laid down next to me, snuggled up and went to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning Gloria was awake, lying on her side, leaning on an elbow and looking down at me while she stroked my cock.

"What’s going on?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Last night I get head, pussy and a partner to snuggle up to and this morning, unless I’m greatly mistaken, I’m going to get laid again."

"A girl gets horny when she’s knocked up. You just happen to have the equipment needed to take care of the problem."

I couldn’t resist; I just had to say it, "You seem to have gotten over Jumal pretty quick. I expected you to take to your room and cry your eyes out for a week."

"I probably would have if he had left me for another woman or if I had come home and found him in bed with Sally Ann. But the cold way it happened, in my bed making love to me and not eight hours later he’s in court shooting me through the grease tended to kill things quickly. Oh look, I think he’s ready to play. You are going to play, aren’t you?"

"You are one of a kind Jack, when they made you they broke the mold."

We were in the car on the way to work when she said that.

"How so?"

"I thought about what you said and I finally figured it out. Loyalty. That and the fact that you gave your word. Honesty and truthfulness are the watch words, right Jack?"

All I could do was shrug my shoulders."

"Anyone else would have taken the five million and run with it. What I don’t understand is how you can be that way and then lie under oath in court."

"I didn’t lie in court."

"Sure you did. The man flat out asked you if you had been paid two and a half million to pretend to be my husband and you said no."

"That wasn’t a lie."

"Sure it was."

"No Gloria, it wasn’t. We were in a court of law and in court a word means just what it means. His question was "have you been paid." I don’t get the money until the five years is up. If his question had been "Are you going to be paid" and I answered no then I would have been lying."

She was silent for several miles and then she said, "What about the other?"

"What other?"

"Do you love your wife" was as direct a question as you could get and you said yes."

"I did, didn’t I."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"That was a lie."

I looked at her for several seconds and then I turned and looked out the window as I said, "No, no it wasn’t."

She stared at me for several very long moments and then in almost a whisper, "Oh. Oh Sweet Jesus."

The work had piled up while I had been spending time on our court case and the day went quickly as I dug into it. Gloria had her plate full too and we worked through lunch and we didn’t talk again until the ride home that night. We were no sooner in the limo than she put the divider up and said, "You said you loved me. How can you square that against what you had done to me in that hotel room."

"Tina Turner has a song about that. It’s called "What’s Love Got To Do With It."

"Must you always speak in riddles Jack? Can’t you just give me a straight answer for a change?"

"Not a riddle Gloria. You didn’t hire me to love you. You hired me to see to it that you got thirty-one million dollars. Five hours in a hotel room with six guys was a small price to pay for such a large return on investment, especially since you so obviously had a good time. Fortunately we didn’t have to use those photos in court to smear Jumal, but I had to be ready just in case."

She was quiet almost all the rest of the way home and as we pulled into the drive she said, "What are you going to do about Sally Ann?"

"I don’t know. Now that she knows all about the arrangement you had with Jumal I suppose I can start having her over in the evenings if she can get away. That way I won’t have to miss so much work. Why?"

"We really don’t need her anymore."

"Why not?"

"Well for one thing I’ve already told you how horny that being pregnant makes me and you did say in court that you handle your husbandly duties."

"Are you asking me to be your real husband?"

"You are my real husband Jack. The paperwork isn’t fake and neither was the wedding ceremony. I am legally Gloria Marcella Stanton and all I’m saying is that it is time for me for me to be a proper wife to you."

"What happens after the baby arrives and all those scrambled hormones that are making you horny level out?"

"It won’t change anything Jack, we will still be married."

"What happens at the end of the five years?"

"That will be your choice Jack."

"You sure about this?"

"Never been more sure of anything in my life. I have an honest to god Knight in Shining Armor and I’d be a fool to let him get away."

"Okay. We will settle up with Sally Ann and give her a nice bonus for alerting us to what was coming and then I guess we will just see what happens."

"You want me to move to your room or will you move to mine?"

"What do you mean?"

"Men sometimes have ego problems Jack. Can you handle sleeping in the bed where I spent so much time with Jumal?"

"Look at it as my claiming my territory after driving him from it."

"Oh Jack, you are such a romantic."