The door bell rang and I opened the door to find Willy standing there.

“What the fuck do you want?”

“To talk.  To clear the air so to speak.”

“I don’t need to hear anything that you have to say.”

“Maybe not, but I need to say it.  It won’t take long.  May I come in?”

I stared at her for several minutes (looking mostly at her throat and wanting to put my hands around it and squeeze as hard as I could) before stepping aside and letting her come in.  She went straight for the kitchen and I followed along behind her.  She pulled out a chair and sat down and I took the chair opposite.

“How have you been?” she asked.

“How the fuck you think I’ve been after the hell you put me through?”

“Yes, well, that’s why I’m here Rob.  To apologize.”

“Like that will help any.”

“You aren’t making this easy Rob.”

“I don’t have to Willy; I didn’t invite you over.”

As I sat there and looked across the table at her my mind flashed back.

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I met Wilhelmina at a frat party during my junior year at State.  She was the date of one of my frat brothers and as soon as I laid eyes on her I thought “lucky bastard.”  I won’t say that it was love at first sight, but I was certainly taken with her.  I couldn’t take my eyes off of her and of course she noticed it.

When the party started to break up and just before she left she handed me a piece of paper and said “Call me” and then she was gone.  I looked at the paper, saw that it was a phone number and then I sighed and dropped it in the waste basket.

It was a week later - to the day - when I saw her again.  I was downtown having lunch at a small café when someone sat down across from me.  I looked up and saw that it was Wilhelmina.

“You didn’t call.”  I shrugged and she said, “I must be losing my touch.  I kind of expected my phone to be ringing the next morning before I was even out of bed.  You seemed interested.  Every time I looked your way you were watching me.  What happened to the interest?”

“It is a guy thing.”

“A guy thing?  Care to explain?”

“You were dating a fraternity brother and that made you off limits to me.”

“Oh my, an honorable man.  What a rarity in this day and age.  For your information I was not dating Chad.  Chad is my cousin and he took me to that frat party because I was curious as to what a frat party would be like.”

She pulled out a pen and a note pad from her purse, wrote something on the pad and then tore off the sheet.

 “I have to get back to work so let’s try this again.”  She slid the piece of paper across the table to me and said, “Call me” and then she was up and gone.  I called her that evening and we made a date.  We started keeping company and three months after I graduated we were married.

Fast forward twenty-two years and three children later and I was sitting in my office at work when my secretary buzzed me and told me that there was a Mr. Sam Halley there to see me and I told her to send him in.  When he came in he asked me if I was Robert Severs and as I said yes I was thinking “What an odd question.  He was there to see me so why did he ask me if I was me?  He took an envelope from his pocket and handed it to me and when I took it he said:

“You have been served.”

He turned and walked out of my office.  I opened the envelope and found out that Willy was suing me for divorce on the grounds of irreconcilable differences.  To say that it came as a shock to me would be a massive understatement.  As far as I had known Willy and I had a great marriage.  I had certainly not noticed any wrong.  She had seemed loving and affectionate.  I thought our love life was a little better than adequate.  We hadn’t had a major arguments or disagreements in the last couple of years.  It did not make a whole lot of sense to me.

Then I read the second piece of paper in the envelope.  It was a restraining order telling me that I could not come within 500 feet of Willy, my children or my home and that I was not to try and contact them without some one authorized by the court being present.  The divorce paperwork upset me, but the restraining order pissed me off.

I called Dave, our in house attorney, and asked him if he could recommend a good divorce attorney and when he gave me a name I called the man.  It turned out that the man had been a classmate of Dave’s and was also a close personal friend and when I called him for an appointment I was told that Dave had already called and paved the way for me.  I was told to come right on down.  As soon as I hung up I got on the phone and cancelled all of our credit cards except for the Visa and American Express cards that were in my name only. 

I told my secretary that I was leaving and might be gone for the rest of the day and then I headed for the lawyer’s office.  On the way I stopped at the bank and cleaned out all of our accounts and emptied the safe deposit box.  I had several friends who had gone through divorces and I knew how things worked and I wasn’t about to fuck around and try to talk to Wilhelmina to find out what was going on which would give her time to run up the credit cards with cash advances and get everything out of the bank before I could get to it.  Actually I was surprised that Willy hadn’t already beaten me to the bank, but I guess she must have miscalculated.  I saw her pulling into the bank parking lot as I was sitting in my car getting ready to leave.

Andy, the attorney Dave had set me up with, read the paperwork I’d been served with and said:

“Pretty much boilerplate.  Custody of the children, child support, separate maintenance and the right to maintain the home.  And you say you never saw it coming?”

“Didn’t have a clue.”

“Have you done anything to set your wife against you?  An affair or something like that?”

“Not a thing.  I’ve had plenty of opportunities, but I kept my pants zipped.  Hell, I had all that a man could want at home.  Why stray and take a chance on screwing it up?”

“Well, if it wasn’t something that you did it must be something that she is doing or has done.  Would you have any objection to my putting some one on her to check her out?”

“None at all, but right now my major concern is getting into the house and getting my stuff out and getting that bullshit restraining order changed so I can at least talk to my kids.”

“No problem there.  I’ll need to make some phone calls, but I am pretty sure that we can get you in the house this evening, but the restraining order may take a while.  We have no idea what she is claiming as the reason to keep you away from them.”

“Doesn’t it matter that Chris is nineteen and Dave is eighteen?  Aren’t they considered adults?  Angie is only sixteen so I know she isn’t considered an adult, but the boys?  How can she keep me away from them when they are old enough to go out on there own?”

“Again, I have no idea until I look into it.  I’ll give you a call later this afternoon.”

I left his office feeling a little more in control and went back to my office.  Andy called me at ten after four and told me that he would meet me at the house at six and that he would have someone from the court with him.

“He will inventory everything you remove from the house so be very careful not to take anything that your wife is likely to fight you over.  If you must then you must, but be aware of the problems that it might cause.  I saw one divorce drag on for months over a coffee table.  Also, I contacted your wife’s attorney and let him know we would be there in case he also wanted to monitor things.”

“What about Willy?”

“Willy?”

“My wife, Wilhelmina.”

“Her lawyer knows we will be there and I assume that he will inform her.  She may choose to be there or not.  I’ve also requested that the children be there, but whether that will happen or not I don’t know.  I haven’t had time to get a court order for a court supervised visit, but I kind of let your wife’s attorney know that you are amicable to a quick resolution of the matter and his getting the children there as a show of good faith would go a long way toward speeding things up.”

“I don’t know that I want to speed things up.  What I want is to know why.”

“True, but what the other side doesn’t know won’t hurt us.  He did tell me that he expected you to return what you took out of the checking and savings accounts before he found it necessary to petition the court.”

“No.  I’m not going to do anything that will make it easy on her.”

“The court will order you to do it.”

“Until they do she can stand on a street corner and beg for food.”

I can’t tell you what to do, I can only advise, but you will lose this one.”

“Yeah, but she will be nervous as hell and suffer until it happens.”

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Andy and a deputy sheriff were waiting when I got to what used to be my home with a rented trailer and two friends to help carry the large things.

“If your wife and children are inside don’t say a word to them.  I’ll do all the talking.  Can you handle that?”

“I’m paying you for your expertise so I’ll do whatever you say.”

“Good.  Okay, let’s get it done.”

Willy and the kids were there and so was a man that I assumed was either her attorney or someone on her attorney’s staff.  I told the deputy what I was taking and he started recording things on a clipboard as I and my friends started carrying them out to the trailer.  Chris started to say something to me and Willy told him to be quiet.  Apparently Andy had been expecting it and waiting for it.  He opened his briefcase and said:

“Your father is under a court order not to contact you, but I expect that I can get that order changed as least as far as you two boys are concerned since you are both over eighteen.  I may not be successful in your case Angie, but I will try.  The court order forbids your father from contacting you, but says nothing about your initiating contact with him.”

He took three cell phones out of his briefcase and handed one to each of the kids:

“Your father does not have the numbers to these phones so he cannot call you, but his office and cell phone numbers are preset in the phones.  You may call him and talk to him as often as you like.  The bills will come to my office and I will make copies available to the court to show that the calls are strictly one way.”

“Can he do that?”  Willy asked the man with her and he told her he wasn’t sure and that he would have to look into it.

“Well until you do there will be no damned calls.”  She turned to the kids and said, “Give me those phones.”

Dave put his phone in his pocket and said, “No.  I don’t know how you managed to get a judge to let you cut me off from dad, but I’m not going along with it.”

“That goes for me too” Chris said as he put his phone in his shirt pocket.

“As long as you are living in this house you will do as …”

“I’m over eighteen mom, and I can walk out of this house and there is nothing you can do about it.”

“Same goes for me” Dave said.

I saw the slow burn come over Willy’s face and I almost smiled.  She turned to Angie and said:

 “You aren’t over eighteen.  Give me that phone.”

Angie tossed it to her and said, “No biggie.  When I want to talk to dad I’m sure one of my big brothers will let me use a phone.”

I left the house feeling pretty good about my kids at least.

“Thanks Andy.  I loved seeing that shell shocked look on her face when you hit her with that phone gambit.”

“It was a little dramatic and it wasn’t really needed except for maybe Angie.  I’m sure that what happened was just some bureaucratic paper shuffling.  I’m betting that no one at the court even read the request for restraint since it is an almost common occurrence in divorce cases any more.  If any one had read it and noticed the ages of the two boys the paperwork would have been kicked back to your wife’s attorney for revising.  I’m pretty sure I can get it set aside tomorrow.”

I thanked him for his quick response in getting me into the house and he told me he would call me the next day when he knew more.

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I moved everything I’d removed from the house into a rented storage unit and then checked myself into a hotel close to work.  The next morning I told my boss of my situation and asked for a couple of days off to look for an apartment and situate myself and he approved the time off.  I found a nice two bedroom ten minutes from work.  It had a pool and an exercise room and was within walking distance of several restaurants and stores.  I signed a six month least and set about moving in.

I was moving in the bedroom set that I had taken out of my old home when Chris called me on my cell and asked me just what was going on.  I told him that I didn’t have a clue that his mother had hit me with it right out of the blue.

“She says she caught you cheating on her.”

I was stunned!  I had never been unfaithful to Willy and I told Chris that and then I asked him to try and get a little more information from his mother as the restraining order prevented me from talking to her.

At eleven Andy called me and told me he had gotten the restraining order quashed as it pertained to the kids, but that it was still in effect as far as Wilhelmina and the house were concerned.

I heard from both Dave and Angie before the day was over and they told me the same thing that Chris had - that their mother said that I was cheating on her and she caught me.  Any thought that I might have had about working thinks out with Willy were dashed when they told me that.  The bitch was trying to poison my kids against me and I would never forgive her for that.

Three days later Andy called me.  “I put an investigator on your wife the first day you came to see me and I think we have the answer.  Your wife is having an affair with a man she works with.  From what he has been able to find out so far it has been going on pretty hot and heavy for about six months.  She probably decided that it was time to move you out so she could move him in.  I think we should counter sue on grounds of infidelity.”

“No, I don’t want that.  That would only slow the divorce down.  If she has a lover I don’t want her back.  In fact, I don’t want anything to do with her any more.  Just get me the best deal you can and get it over with.”

“I’d like to keep the investigator on her for a little while more and get some hard evidence.  It might come in useful later as leverage.”

“Do it.”

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The divorce took on a life of its own.  Chris couldn’t get any more out of his mother other than “she knew” I was cheating.  She told the kids that as long as “they lived under her roof” they were not to see me or talk to me.  In response to that both Chris and Dave moved out and took up dormitory living at college.

Six weeks into the divorce Angie called me and told me that her mother had moved a man into the house and into what had been our bedroom.

“I’m not staying here Daddy.  I’ll run away if I have to. But I’m not staying here.”

I gave her Andy’s number and told her to call him and then I called Andy and told him what was going on and he said he would take care of it.  The next day Child Protection Services removed Angie from Wilhelmina’s “care.”  They kept her for three days and then she was “placed” with me pending the custody portion of the divorce hearing.

My next call from Andy concerned the house.  “Your wife’s attorney just called.  There is no money in the accounts so your wife can’t make the house payment.  It falls on you to do it.”

“Call him back and tell him I’m not making any payments to keep a roof over Wilhelmina’s boyfriend’s head.  Tell him to tell my wife that since she has moved her lover into the house he can make the payment.”

“You are being a little short sighted here.  The house is an asset and when the divorce is final you will be entitled to half the value of the equity.  If you don’t make the payments and your wife can’t you could lose the house to foreclosure.”

“Yep, and Wilhelmina won’t get a penny.

“You do realize that you could be held in contempt of court don’t you?  The court did order you to maintain the residence in the original court order.”

“Yes, but that was so my family wouldn’t be disrupted, but all three kids are out of the house now and that changes things.”

“It is still a valid court order.  It is my duty as your attorney to advise you that you do have to follow the orders of the court.”

“What are they going to do to me if I don’t, hold me in contempt?  So what?  All they can do if they hold me in contempt is throw me in jail until I agree to do what they say.  If I go to jail I’ll lose my job and there goes Willy’s chance for separate maintenance.  Hey!  She will be working and I won’t.  Maybe she will have to pay me alimony.  No Andy, tell her lawyer I don’t pay a dime on that house as long as her boyfriend lives there with her.”

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After months of bullshit the divorce finally was final.  The day we signed the papers Wilhelmina asked for five minutes alone with me.  I hadn’t said one word to her since the day I was served so I figured what the hell, why not.

She sat down on the other side of the conference table and then she smirked at me and asked:

“Well Rob, was she worth it?”

“Was who worth what?”

“Was your affair with Helen worth all that you have been through the last several months and all that you have lost?”

“What affair?”

“Oh come on Rob, I caught you red-handed.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“Deny it all you want Rob, but I saw it with my own eyes.”

“I don’t have a clue as to what you are talking about Wilhelmina and if babble is all you have for me we are done here” and I got up to leave.

“It was your birthday Rob and I came down to your office to surprise you and take you to lunch, but I was the one who was surprised.  I saw you in your office with your arms around Helen and her head tucked into your shoulder.  You were so wrapped up in each other that you didn’t even notice me.  I made up my mind right then and there to take a lover of my own and make you suffer.  So Rob, was Helen worth it?”

I sat there and stared at her for maybe ten seconds and then said:

 “My birthday.  That would be the day that Helen’s mother called her and told her that her father had just been killed in an accident.  That would be the day that I held her and tried to comfort her as she cried into my shoulder while we waited for her husband to come down and pick her up.  I never realized that you were so stupid Wilhelmina.  All you had to do was knock lightly on the door to get my attention and I would have waved you in and then you would have known what was going on.  Failing that you could have asked for an explanation when I got home that night.  But you couldn’t do anything normal and sensible like that could you?  You had to run off half-cocked and be stupid.

“Let me ask you the same question Wilhelmina.  Your children don’t want anything to do with you; everything you had is now gone - sold off to meet the conditions of the asset split - and the man who used to worship the ground you walked on now hates your guts.  Tell me Wilhelmina, was it worth it?”

I got up and left her sitting at the table.

Angie ended up with me and the court ordered a fifty - fifty split of the assets.  The alimony issue was dropped when Andy informed Willy’s lawyer that we were going to counter sue on grounds of infidelity and that would drag things on forever and let Willy’s family know what she had been doing.

Three months after the divorce Willy married her boyfriend and now here she was - one year later - sitting across the table from me and telling me that she wanted to apologize.

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I sat there and stared at her and waited for her to go on.

“I was wrong Rob.  You were absolutely right.  I was stupid and I did go of and behave like a bull in a china shop, but I was hurt Rob - really hurt - and I wasn’t thinking straight.  I took up with Hal to get even with you.  I only meant to see him for a while and then rub your nose in it, tell you we were now even and then ask you if you wanted to try and make the marriage work or call it quits.  I stupidly listened to Hal when he said the thing to do was file for divorce.  That way you would have to crawl to me and beg for forgiveness and I would be in the driver’s seat without you ever having to know about Hal.  It didn’t work out that way.  I found out later that was Hal’s plan all along.  He wanted to marry me and he figured the divorce would drive you away.  He was right - it did.”

“Water under the bridge Willy.  Okay, you’ve said you’re sorry; you can go now.”

“We had twenty-one good years together Rob.  Can’t you be a little nicer than that?”

“No Willy, you burned the nice out of me.”

She was silent for several seconds and then she said, “I have another reason for being here besides apologizing.”

“What?”

“I miss my babies Rob, but they won’t have anything to do with me.  I thought if I could at least get on friendly terms with you and they saw it they might at least talk to me.”

“So the apology is bogus?”

“No rob, the apology is genuine.  I am truly sorry for what I’ve done to you and the family.  I don’t know how I can make it up to you, but if there is any way, any way at all to do it I will.  But even though you hate me I’m hoping that you will help me at least get to where the kids will talk to me.”

“I don’t know Wilhelmina.  We don’t talk about you so I have no idea if they will be open to having anything to do with you.  I’ve never bad mouthed you to them other than to finally tell them why you did what you did, but when you moved your boyfriend into the house only weeks after you kicked me out you poisoned them against you.  I don’t know if my acting friendly with you will change the way they feel.”

“I have to try something Rob.  I know you don’t owe me anything, but I’m asking you to please help me get back in touch with my babies.”

I could not have cared less about her healing the rift between her and the kids.  She had made her bed so let her lie in it.  I enjoyed seeing her suffering, but as I sat there feeling good about her feeling bad I had an idea.  I didn’t know if I could pull it off, but I could try and if it worked it would warm my heart for years and years to come.

“I’ll see what I can do” I told her, “but it won’t be all that easy.  We will have to pretend that we are a lot more affectionate toward each other than we are.  By that I mean it will have to look to the kids like we really have let bygones be bygones.  It will mean things like kisses on the cheek and hugs and things like that.  It won’t be all that easy for me to pretend, can you?”

“It won’t be hard for me Rob.  I realized way too late how much I loved you.  There hasn’t been a day since the divorce was final that I haven’t thought of you, what we had and what I threw away.”

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To make long story shorter Willy and I found reasons to be together when the kids would be around to see us and as the kids saw us seem to draw closer and closer they came around and Willy got back on good terms with her children.

As we spent more time together Willy started treating me like her best friend and confidant.  Maybe three months after we started the charade for the kids she confided in me that her husband wasn’t all that great in bed.  He was good at oral, but he lacked the stamina for good, hard sex.  She admitted that she missed having me in her bed.

“That was your choice Willy.  I didn’t leave your bed; you pushed me out of it.”

“Since it was me that pushed you out, could I pull you back in?”

“Why on Earth would you want to do that Willy?”

“I don’t know why I just said that Rob.  There are times I just get so confused.  I miss you Rob.”

I smiled inwardly as I thought to myself, “Enough to cheat on your husband?” but outwardly I said, “Well, for what it is worth Willy, I miss you too.”

I left it at that and waited to see what she would do.

She started teasing me and I let her get away with it and the teasing got a little more blatant.  She would tell me how much she missed my cock and I’d answer back that it was too bad she was married because I sure missed her pussy.  Another time she told me that I was the best that she’d ever had in bed and I laughingly told her to lose her husband and then give me a call.

Then her husband went out of town for a week long training seminar and on the second night he was gone Willy called me and asked me if I could come over to her place and have dinner with her.

“I’m  lonely Rob; I’m not used to being alone.”

“I’m sorry Willy, but I can’t come over to your place.  I’m expecting an important call and I can’t leave.”

“Maybe I could come over there?”

“Sure Willy; come on over.”

Wilhelmina might be my ex-wife and I didn’t like her a bit, but she was still the best piece of ass I’d ever had and I had been looking forward to what I expected to happen ever since I agreed to help her get back in touch with the kids.  Half an hour after I hung up the phone the doorbell rang and I opened the door to find Wilhelmina standing there looking like she was planning on getting fucked.  She had on a short skirt, high heels and a fairly low cut blouse that obviously didn’t have a bra under it.  I led her into the kitchen, sat her down at the table and then poured her a glass of white wine.

“You do remember that wine makes me horny don’t you?”

“That’s why I ran out and bought six bottles when you said you were coming over.”

She took a sip of her wine and said, “You did?  You naughty boy you.”

She was silent for a moment or so and then said, “Remember the time you told me to lose the husband and give you a call and you would come running?”

I nodded a yes.

“Could we not consider Hal being gone for a week as “losing” him?”

I sat and looked at her for a bit and then stood and offered her my hand.  She rose and took it and I led her into the bedroom.  We both stripped and then I said:

“You were the one who gave this cock up Willy.  If you want it you have to ask for it.”

“I want your cock Rob.  I want to suck it, I want it in my pussy and I’m dying to have it slide into my ass.  Give it to me baby.  Fuck my brains out.”

“Okay Willy; you get it in the order you asked.  Mouth, pussy and then ass.”

She smiled and then went to her knees and waited for me to walk over to her.  I took my cock in my hand and stroked it and said, “You have to come over here and get it Willy.”

She crawled across the floor and took me in her mouth.  I let her suck on me for several minutes and then told her to get on the bed and spread her legs.  As I moved between them she said:

“Give it to me hard Rob.  I haven’t had a decent fuck since the last time you and I did it.”

“Hubby doesn’t get the job done?”

“His idea of great sex is to push into me for two minutes, grunt, cum and then roll over and go to sleep.  The only thing that makes sex bearable with him is that he is pretty good when it comes to eating pussy.”

“So why did you marry such a dud?”

“I didn’t know he was a dud until it was too late.  I was having orgasms all over the place from the excitement of getting even with you.  Cheating on you was such a turn on that I wasn’t paying attention to the fact that it wasn’t Hal giving me those orgasms.  By the time I found out that you hadn’t cheated on me it was too late.  I was pregnant and I had to marry Hal.

“You have another kid?”

“No, I lost it, but by then I was already stuck with Hal.  You going to talk or fuck me?”

“What do you want me to do Willy?”

“Put your cock in me and fuck my brains out.  Do it like you used to and make me scream.”

Like I said, she was the best piece of ass I’d ever had and she brought out the best in me.  I fucked her and made her scream; went sixty-nine with her until I was hard again and then took her doggie style while she howled at me to push it deeper and fuck her harder.  I came and she sucked me hard again and when she had me standing tall she said:

“My ass Rob; I want it in my ass.”

I buried my cock in her shit chute and she moaned and cried and begged me to get her off:

“Make me cum baby, make me cum.  Pound me and get me off baby.”

I was so into making her cry and moan that I forgot that I needed to get her out of the house before Angie got home.  In fact I forgot all about Angie until breakfast the next morning when she said:

“You and mom were sure noisy last night.  Does it mean that you will be getting back together?”

All I could do was lie.”

“We are working on it honey.  I don’t know if we can make it happen, but we are working on it.”

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I’m fucking Willy two or three times a week.  Sometimes it is long lunch hours and sometimes it is the ‘girl’s night out’ she tells Hal that she is having with the girls she works with.  Sometimes it is a Saturday Avon party or a Sunday Mary Kay party.  One thing that they all have in common is that they have all been captured on tape by the nanny-cams that I have hidden around my place.  I have everything from the first night in my kitchen when she asked if we could consider Hal’s trip as ‘losing’ him to last night’s fuck-a-thon where I got her on tape telling me what a limp dicked waste Hal is.

One of these days I am going to get tired of the bitch and I’ll tell her to fuck off and when I do I plan on sending all of the tapes I have to Hal along with a note that says something along the lines of:

“You fucked her when she was married to me so I have been fucking her while she is married to you.  Makes us even, right?”

Sometimes revenge can be just so damned sweet!