For the next four and a half months I saw Vangie at least twice a week and Allison on the weekends. One day in mid April the inevitable happened.
“Have you given any thought to when the wedding should be Frank?”
“No Allie; I guess I was leaving that up to you.”
“Why me?”
“Because we have never discussed what you wanted. I don’t know if you want to wait until you get established in your career or get married right after graduation. Once you told me you wanted a June wedding, but you never mentioned weddings again. Other than joking about our moms planning a wedding you have never said whether you want a small wedding or a large one. For all I know you may only want a witness or two and a quickie ceremony at city hall.”
“That would work for me, but you and I both know we would never be able to face our mothers again if we did that. No baby; we have to let the moms do their thing even though it may only be half-hearted on my moms part now. She still isn’t too keen on you being stuck with me.”
I thought that her mom might have a point. Not about me being stuck with Allison, but that the two of us shouldn’t marry. I wouldn’t be stuck with Allie; she would be stuck with me and even though Allie didn’t know it I knew I’d be lying when we got to the ‘forsake all others’ part of the ceremony. I knew I’d never give up Vangie. Vangie might give me up, but I was hooked on her and would never willingly give up hearing “Fuck mommy baby; fuck mommy hard.”
Allison interrupted my thoughts. “So when do you want to do it?”
“Doesn’t matter to me Allie; I’m the guy. All I have to do is show up and be standing there when you come down the aisle. The women do all the planning and shit so pick what you want and get with the moms. All you need to do is let me know when to be there.”
“I want a June wedding so pencil in the month at least. I’ll get with the moms and see what date will work for us.”
Allison and the moms huddled and after a bunch of phone calls to see who, what, where and how they came up with a when of the third Saturday in June.
I told Vangie about it during our Thursday night get together and she said:
“Should I try to get Sarah to do your bachelor party? She could give you a lap dance, a blow job and then take on all comers. Isn’t that what strippers do at bachelor parties?”
“She still doing frat parties?”
“I don’t watch her full time, but the last time I had someone on her was about six weeks ago and she was doing them then.”
“I think I’ll pass. For my bachelor party I want you.”
“Sorry lover, but I don’t play the railroad game.”
“The railroad game?”
“I don’t pull trains lover.”
“That’s not what I meant. What I meant was that all I want for a bachelor party is you.”
“Oh lover; that is just so sweet. You love mommy’s pussy?”
“You know I do.”
“Like my ass a little?”
“I like your ass a lot.”
“What do you like best about mommy; her ass, pussy or mouth?”
“What I love most is the package that all three come in.”
“What a nice thing to say. Just for that I think I’ll let you fuck me in the ass. Are you ready?”
I was.
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Three weeks before her graduation, just before she left me to go back to school, Allison told me that she wouldn’t be coming home the following weekend.
“I’ve got some parties to go to with my schoolmates. You want to come up and go with me?”
“No thanks. I don’t know any of them so I’d just end up standing around looking lost.”
Monday night I told Vangie that Allison wouldn’t be coming home and asked her if there was anyway she could get free so we could spend the weekend together.
“Maybe. Russ usually finds some place to go when my period comes and I get bitchy. I’m a week away from it, but if I start being a bitch on Wednesday he may be tired of it enough by Friday that he will find something to do over the weekend. With him gone we could get together. What I would really like to do is find someway to get Sarah to go somewhere. I do love you doing me on my bed and in my own house. I’ll see what I can do.”
Wednesday she told me that she had started being a bitch that morning. “I should know by Friday morning if it will work. Come on baby; show mommy what she has to look forward to this weekend.”
Thursday night she told me that Russ had mentioned that he, John and Larry were thinking of going fishing over the weekend.
“I’ll start laying in groceries so we won’t have to leave he apartment.”
“Hold off on that for a bit. If Russ, John and Larry are going to get together there is a good chance that Russ will work on Sarah to join them. If that happens we will spend the weekend at my place.”
“Call me as soon as you know. Either way I’m ready for it.”
The call came at noon on Friday. I was in the break room eating my lunch and it just so happened that Russ joined me about two minutes before the call came in on my cell.
“Hello?”
“Hi baby. We are on for my place this weekend. Russ is going fishing and surprise, surprise, Sarah is going to spend the weekend visiting a friend from school.”
“Wonderful. See you at six?”
“Better make it eight. Want to give them time to leave and make sure that they don’t come back for something they forgot.”
“You got it. See you around eight.”
When I dropped my cell back in my pocket Russ asked, “You talked to Sarah lately?”
“No. She has stayed clear of me ever since we broke up.”
“For someone who won’t talk to you she sure talks about you a lot.”
“Nothing good I’d bet”
“On the contrary. She is always asking about you and how you are doing. Why not give her a call. It can’t hurt.”
“Wouldn’t help either. I’m getting married in June.”
“Oh? Sarah isn’t going to take that well.”
“Why would she care? Don’t forget, she is the one who told me to take a hike.”
“You remember back when I told you about “Yes dear” and “Whatever you want my dear?”
I nodded a yes.
“There were a couple of others that I didn’t mention. One of them is you are supposed to crawl to them and say you are sorry and you will never again do whatever it is that you did that pissed them off. I’ll bet you a dollar to a donut that Sarah was expecting you to do that.”
“Water under the bridge boss. Too late now.”
“Do I know this girl?”
“I introduced you to her at the Christmas party.”
“Oh yes; lovely girl. Oh well, if you break up between now and the wedding you really should give Sarah a call.”
By then lunch period was over and we both got up and went back to work. While finishing my shift I thought about what Russ had told me. I highly doubted that Sarah was waiting for me to crawl back and beg, but I knew from the tapes that Vangie had shown me that Russ and Sarah did talk about me. But that was before Sarah dumped me. Did she still talk about me with her dad? Was she asking about me? And if so why? I’d have to ask Vangie. Not that it would matter at this late date, but I was curious.
I rang Vangie’s doorbell promptly at eight and she opened the door to greet wearing a smile and her CFM heels. Damn! I would never get tired of looking at that woman. I stood in front of her wearing an overcoat and I opened it and she burst out laughing as said:
“Excuse me lady, but I’m the neighborhood pervert. Can I use your bathroom?”
I had cut the legs off of an old pair of pants and duct taped them to my knees so it would look like I was dressed under the overcoat. Still laughing she said:
“Fuck no. I don’t let perverts in my bathroom, but I can always find a place for a pervert in my bedroom.”
She reached out and took hold of my ‘leash’ which was in its usual condition when around her and she led me into the house.
The weekend was just like the last time I spent a weekend in her house. We made love in every room in the house and on every piece of furniture that would support us. Saturday evening I called out for a pizza and as we ate it I told her about my conversation with Russ at lunch and she told me that Russ was right.
“No way! She was very clear and forceful when she ended it. You had to know it. It was your telling her about us that set her off and she was most definite as to why she was breaking things off between us. She made it absolutely clear that having anything at all to do with you was the kiss of death as far as she was concerned.”
“Oh come on baby; you know that it is a woman’s prerogative to change her mind.”
“So she expected me to try and get her back?”
“Maybe not at first, but later yes, she did. The only problem was that she never expected you to be so popular that others would quickly move in to fill the vacuum.”
“I can’t believe that.”
“Her daddy helped.”
“Now I know you are pulling my leg.”
“Hang on a minute; I’ll be right back.”
She got up and left the room and it was almost ten minutes before she came back with two video tapes.
“Sorry, but I had to dig through some tapes to find this.”
She led me out to the living room, turned on the TV and put a tape in the VCR and began to fast forward. She stopped and restarted a couple of times until she came to the place she was looking for.
“Here we go; watch this.”
On the screen Russ and Sarah were lying naked on a bed. Russ was playing with her left breast and she was stroking him trying to get him up. Russ was saying:
“You seem a little distant. Thinking of Frank again?”
“I can’t help it daddy; I love him, but he is a cheating asshole. How could he do that to me?”
“I think you made a mistake in breaking up with him.”
“You think I should have stayed with someone who was unfaithful? Are you nuts?”
“Look little girl; you love him and he loved you. Did you give him a chance to explain? Did you give him a chance to ask you for forgiveness? He’s a guy and he was still single and there may have been a good reason for what you saw. You say you saw her leave his apartment, but you never saw what went on inside. Maybe she was an old friend who needed a place to stay for a night. Maybe she slept on the couch. You don’t know.”
“But daddy, I kno….”
“And how can you bitch at him little girl? What are we doing? Talk about being unfaithful. You are pissed at him for what you think he may have done, but what about what you are doing and have been doing since before you even met him? What about John and Larry? If you love him you should be with him. Look at it this way. If he gets a little on the side so what? You can look at him and smile and know that while he may be getting a little on the side you are getting a lot on the side.”
Vangie pressed the ‘stop’ button and ejected the tape. “Of course Russ has no idea of who you were playing with to cause Sarah to end things. I don’t think he would feel the same way if he knew.”
She slid the second tape into the VCR as she said, “I think you’ll like this one.”
On the screen I saw me pounding my cock into Vangie’s ass as she was bent over the dinning room table screaming:
“Fuck my ass baby, fuck mommy’s ass.”
“You taped us?”
“You bet. Some day I’ll put them all together so you can have proof that you are a porn star, but right now that picture on the screen is giving me ideas. How about it lover? Want to tap mommy’s ass?”
Silly question.
As I was dressing to leave on Sunday I told Vangie that I didn’t know how we would arrange to get together after the wedding, but that I’d find a way.
“You are still going to want mommy even though you will have a brand new bride?”
“You know the answer to that. Leave Russ and the wedding would be off and I’d have you living with me.”
“That’s sweet Frank, but I do love Russ and I’d never leave him.”
“Unfortunately I know that, but I can still wish.”
As I drove home I wondered how a woman old enough to be my mother could have such a hold on me. I also wondered about Sarah and that she was saying she loved me even after she kicked me to the curb.
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The weeks went by quickly and then Allison’s graduation was upon us. I was sitting with her parents watching as she walked across the stage to be handed her degree. We all went out to dinner afterward and the conversation was mostly about the upcoming wedding and what Allison intended to do with her degree. Allison surprised us all by telling us she had been offered a job at Cutter and Sons and that she had decided to take it and would start the first of next week.
Mr. and Mrs. Ames decided to take a motel room and spend the night rather than drive home, but Allison didn’t want to stay so we started out on the three hour drive home. We were maybe forty minutes into the drive and had just been talking about the wedding when Allison said:
“There is one thing we have never discussed Frankie; we’ve never talked about children.”
“What’s to talk about?”
“The fact that I don’t want any. I didn’t bust my butt to earn a degree just so I could sit at home and raise kids.”
“Okay, so you work until you feel ready for kids and then we will have them.”
“That’s not what I’m saying Frankie. I’m saying that I don’t want kid’s period. None. Never. Not ever.”
“Don’t you think you should have brought this up a little sooner? Say maybe before jumping in feet first to plan a wedding?”
“You have never given me any indication that you wanted kids.”
“I never realized I had to. To me getting married and raising a family is the natural order of things.”
“Well I’m sorry Frank, but I don’t want my life to revolve around kids. I only want to have to concentrate on two things – my job and my husband.”
“In that order?”
“What?”
“The way you just put it; my job and my husband. Is that your list of priorities? The job and then me?”
“Don’t be silly Frankie; I haven’t spent most of my life trying to hook you just so you could play second fiddle to my job.”
I sat there and steered the truck in silence for a couple of miles and then Allison said:
“Talk to me Frankie.”
I took a deep breath and then said, “It’s on you Allison. You get to be the one to tell the moms that they are never going to play with grandchildren and why and I expect you to do it before the wedding.”
“Why before the wedding?”
“Because I think that if I don’t push you to do it you won’t and a couple of years from now I’ll be the one bearing the brunt of “What’s wrong Frankie. Why can’t you give me a grandchild.” I’ve put up with seventeen years of the two of them pushing and shoving the two of us together and I am not going to go through twenty years of “Where are my grandbabies.” You just dumped it on me so you get to be the one to dump it on them. I’ll accept it, but I want it out in the open right at the start.”
I don’t think she expected me to take the stand I took and the rest of the trip home was made in silence.
But she did it. She told both mothers and when the two of them got after me to “talk some sense into that girl” I just shrugged and said:
“It is her body and if she doesn’t want to use it to make babies it is strictly up to her and you need to take it up with her and not me.”
Three days before the wedding some buds of mine threw me a bachelor party. It started at nine, but I spent from six until eight-thirty in a motel room with Vangie. As I was dressing she said:
“You will miss mommy won’t you?”
“You have to ask? What is most on my mind right now is how we are going to manage when I get back from the honeymoon. I’ve got to come up with some way we can get together.”
Vangie giggled and said, “Ask your wife if you can have one night a week to go out and play.”
“I just hope that I don’t have to settle for one night a week. It isn’t too late Vangie. I can skip the wedding and you and I can set up housekeeping.”
“You already know the answer to that one lover.”
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After a couple of more discussions on the subject of children I finally accepted that Allison wasn’t going to change her mind and my wedding gift to her was a vasectomy.
The wedding went off as planned and the honeymoon in Aruba was fantastic and then Allison and I settled in to begin our new life as man and wife. We decided what we wanted in the way of a house, got a price range for it and then started saving money for a down payment.
I took all the overtime I that was offered which meant that I worked late several nights a week and I put all the overtime money in the ‘house fund”. Usually two, but always at least one of those late nights was spent in a motel room with Vangie.
The first night that Vangie and I got together after getting back from my honeymoon she told me that Sarah had been crossing her fingers that something would happen and the wedding would be cancelled, but when it finally dawned in her that I was no longer available she hooked up with some guy named Melvin and they had eloped to Las Vegas and had gotten married.
“How is Russ handling it now that he has been cut off?”
“She hasn’t cut him off. She hasn’t cut off John or Larry either. Poor Melvin is getting all the sloppy seconds he can handle. Not that he knows it of course.”
“And you didn’t play your little game with him and then rat him out?”
“I never even got to know him before they eloped, but I wouldn’t have gone after him anyway. I didn’t like him and besides, I’ve settled on you for my full time lover. You need to get used to it. You won’t ever share me with anyone but Russ.”
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Two years slid by and my marriage to Allison hummed right along. She was doing well in her job and I was doing fine in mine. I averaged six nights a month with Vangie and wished it could be more even though Allison and I made love three or four times a week.
The money in the down payment fund grew and finally reached a point where we could seriously start looking for the house we wanted. We finally found one; a three bedroom ranch with a two car garage and a full basement and it was in an area that we liked. We made an offer and it was accepted, we arranged financing, closed and moved in.
Three months after moving in to the house Allison came home from work one night and said:
“We need to talk Frank.”
What the fuck did I do now I thought as I said, “About what my love?”
“I’ve been offered a promotion and I have to talk it over with you before I either take it or turn it down.”
“Why do you have to talk to me about it’ it’s your job, not mine.”
“It’s a great move. It is eighteen hundred a month more than I’m making now and it comes with a company car and a company credit card for gas and upkeep.”
“So what’s to talk about? Take it.”
“There is a drawback Frank. I’d have to travel.”
“What does that mean?”
“Several times a month I would have to travel and meet with vendors. It would mean I would be traveling anywhere from two to three days a week every other week or so.”
“A fixed schedule? Something like a route?”
“No. I would depend on which vendors Quality Assurance wanted looked at and when. It could be leave on Monday and be home by Tuesday or Wednesday or it could mean leave on Tuesday and come home on Thursday or Friday. Every once in a while it might mean fly out Sunday night and not get home until Friday although Amos (her boss) says that won’t happen all that often.”
“So where do I come in?”
“It is time we will be apart Frankie and you should have some say in that.”
“It is your job Allie. I have no problem with it as long as it does not have a major impact on our life. By that I mean things like you being gone two, three or four days and then coming home and telling me that you are too tired and worn out to do this or that. I know that it will happen occasionally and I’ll do my best to be understanding, but not if it becomes a habit.”
“I won’t let that happen Frank; I promise you that.”
I knew she was whistling in the dark on that one; I knew too many people who had traveling jobs and I knew what was likely to happen, but I could live with it. Why? Vangie of course. It wouldn’t matter if Allie came home from a trip and told me she was too tired to do anything more than go soak in the tub, because I would be getting all I could handle every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday that Allie was out of town.
Allison took the job and I have to give her credit; she did not let the job interfere with our home life other than being gone a lot.
Maybe a year after the wedding Vangie started asking me how the marriage was going. I told her fine and asked her why she was asking.
“Just wondered.”
“Come on Vang; there has to be more to it than that.”
“You will laugh at me.”
“Probably.”
“You know that Sarah got so upset at your getting married and not to her that she lost her mind and eloped to Vegas and got married.”
I nodded a yes and she said, “Even married she still talks about you a lot with her dad. She asks how you are doing. She asks if he has heard how your marriage is doing. He asked her why and she told him if it went bad and you suddenly became free she would be on you like a duck on a June bug.”
“You have to be kidding. It has been almost four years since she cut me loose. And what about her hubby? How is she going to come after me if she is married?”
“I get the impression that her marriage to Melvin isn’t all that great. If you were available I bet she would drop him like a hot rock.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“I know, but I know from the surveillance tapes that she misses you and knows she made a bad mistake in letting you go. If your marriage went south I could still end up as your mother-in-law.”
“Never happen. I would have to give you up and I won’t do that.”
“Why would you have to give me up? I’d be willing to bet she won’t give up her father.”
“There is a major difference. She knows what we were doing and she knows I know she knows. She has no clue that we know about her and Russ. Knowing our past she would watch me like a hawk when I was around you while working her ass off to hide what she is doing with Russ. Not to mention John, Larry and the frat house boys.”
“She hasn’t done the frat house thing in over two years.”
“But she is still doing John and Larry, right?”
“Still doing them.”
“Only way I could end up your son-in-law would be for Sarah to come to an agreement with me that I could stay your lover in return for me not saying anything about John and Larry. I wouldn’t let her know that I know about Russ, but I would find some way to ‘discover’ John and Larry.”
“All I can say lover is that stranger things have happened.”
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About three months after that conversation I saw a side of Vangie I didn’t know existed. Allison was on a two day trip to Chicago and it was Wednesday evening – Russ’s Fraternal Order of Eagles night – and Vangie was resting after giving me her ass. She seemed a little distant and I asked her what was wrong. She said “nothing” but I knew something was there so I kept after her.
“It’s Sarah. Someone got her pregnant and she got rid of it and had her tubes tied at the same time.”
“So?”
“So it means that I’m never going to have grandbabies. I’ve always looked forward to having grandbabies.”
I found that surprising. If that was the case why had she gone out of her way to break up every romance that Sarah got into? If you wanted grandchildren you needed for your daughter to get married so she could have kids. But I kept my mouth shut. I wasn’t about to say something that might cause Vangie to leave and not come back. Still, she did seem down on knowing that Sarah wouldn’t give her grandchildren. But not so down that she didn’t ask me to butt fuck her a second time.”
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My willingness to work all available overtime and tackle any problem that came up was seen as ‘go gettedness’ by management and I was give a promotion to section manager and it was a promotion that had far reaching effects.
Three months after the promotion all management level personnel had to attend a management seminar. It was being held in one of the meeting rooms at a local hotel and since it was being held during regular working hours I didn’t bother to mention it to Allison. About two I left the room to use the restroom and as I was coming out of the bathroom I was looking in the direction of the elevators when the elevator doors opened and I saw Allison in the elevator with her boss. They were kissing. They walked out of the elevator holding hands and headed for the entrance.
I walked over to the registration desk and asked the woman behind the counter if my uncle had checked in yet.
“His name?
“Amos Campbell.”
She tapped a few computer keys and then said, “Yes; I have him in room 346.”
I went back to the seminar, but I’m not sure I got much out of the session since my mind seemed to be elsewhere. When the session was over I stopped for drinks at the hotel bar with several others more to delay going home that for any other reason. I had a couple beers while we dissected the seminar and we all seemed to have reached the same conclusion; that the ‘so-called experts’ who put on the seminar had no idea of went on in the real world.
I called it quits after the second beer and got up to head for the house. I had no idea what I was going to do or say when I got there. Not that it mattered. When I got home Allison wasn’t there, but in the center of the kitchen table was a six pack of Bud Light with a note leaning against it. The note read:
“I thought you might need the beer.” Interesting I thought; no “Dear Frank” or any other type of salutation. The note continued:
“I’m pretty much of a coward so I’m taking the easy way out. I saw you this afternoon and I know what you saw. I was also outside looking in when you went to the front desk so I know that you know. I’m sorry. I hoped that you would never find out although after my visit to the doctor on Monday it is inevitable that you would. Amos and I got careless and I’m pregnant. So as I said, I’m taking the coward’s way out and you get this note instead of a confrontation. Again, I’m sorry Frankie, more than I can say” and it was signed Allison.
That changed everything. Given what I had going with Vangie there was no way I was going to be hypocritical and go all Attila the Hun on Allison. We would have talked it over and worked by it somehow (without my mentioning my long term affair with Vangie of course) and our marriage would have gone on.
But her being pregnant changed all that. I reluctantly went along with what she wanted where children were concerned even to the extent of putting myself under the knife and she lets another man knock her up? Well fuck her! I went instantly from the “We can work it out” mode to the “Scorched Earth” mode and my first step in the process was to call my mother-in-law. When she answered the phone I said:
“Congratulations grandma.”
“Frankie? Is that you?”
“Indeed it is. Just calling to let you know you are going to be a grandmother after all. Allison is pregnant.”
“I thought you weren’t able to do that.”
“I’m not, but her boss was able to do it. She packed up and left me so if you can find out where she is maybe you can get to her before she decides to get rid of it. Got to run. Bye.”
A quick check of the house showed that all of her clothing and personal items were gone. I debated calling a locksmith and having the locks changed, but by then I had calmed down. Allison had as much right to the house and what was in it as I did so I wasn’t going to lock her out although I did hope she wouldn’t come by anytime soon.
I opened one of the beers Allison had so thoughtfully provided, sat down and thought about what I needed to do. There would be a divorce, but we lived in a no-fault state so everything would be divided up equally so I didn’t bother with cancelling credit cards, but I would do something about our money to make sure I didn’t get put into a bind. I had a separate account that my Guard pay had been put into by direct deposit and I had never closed it out.
I got on the phone and did some electronic banking. I transferred all the money in our savings into our joint checking and then I figured out what he next month’s house payment and utilities would be and subtracted that from the total in checking and then I took that amount and half of the remaining balance and transferred it into my Guard account. I don’t know what a lawyer would say about it, but the house was in both of our names and the payments would still need to be made until the divorce was settled so all I had done was to insure that the next month’s payment would be available and I doubted that the courts would find anything wrong with that.
Thinking of money reminded me of something and I went to the bedroom that we had made into a home office and opened the safe in the closet. All six of the certificates of deposit were there so either Allison had forgotten about them or she was intending to play fair in the breakup. To be on the safe side I took three of them and left the other three in case she came back for them. I’d take my three and get me a deposit box at the bank for them.
I finished the second of Allison’s beers while I fixed myself some dinner. I was just sitting down to eat when the phone rang.
“Hello?”
“That was a rotten thing for you to do.”
“And good evening to you to Allison.”
“Why did you call my mother?”
“You didn’t want me to share the good news with her? You know how much she wanted to be a grandmother. I just wanted her to know that she had gotten her wish.”
“That was a mean and nasty thing to do.”
“Probably. Just as mean and nasty as what you did to me. However, on the bright side, at least as I see it, I can do even more mean and nasty stuff. I can sue Amos for alienation of affections. I can sue your company for not enforcing the morals clause in your company policy and procedures manual and allowing a relationship between a supervisor and some one who works under his direct supervision.
“I think it is ironic that the baby you wouldn’t let me give you because it would interfere with you career was given to you by some one who was part of that career and that the baby he gave you will end that career.”
“What the hell does that mean Frank?”
“When I sue Cutter and Sons do you honestly think they won’t fire both you and Amos?”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Of course I would Allison. Right now I’m pissed off enough to do almost anything.”
“Don’t do it Frank; please don’t do it. If you sue Amos his wife will leave him.”
“So what you are saying is that it is okay for him to fuck up my marriage, but not okay for me to screw up his? Sorry Allison, but I’m not buying it.”
“Don’t do it Frank; please don’t do it. I’m begging you.”
“Goodnight Allison” I said as I hung up the phone. It started ringing almost immediately and I took it off the hook and went back to eating my dinner.
I drank the third of Allison’s beers while I ate dinner and thought about the situation. I had no intention of suing Amos or her company, but she didn’t know that. It would be a useful club to hold over her head to insure that she didn’t give me a hard time over the divorce, but I was right when I said that a suit would most likely cost her her job and I saw no real reason to do that to her. She would need that job after the divorce.
My anger wasn’t over what she was doing with Amos. God knows my skirts weren’t clean when it came to marital fidelity and I’m sure that we would have been able to get by what she did with Amos, but there was no way to get by the pregnancy.
After I had cleaned up my dishes and was on the fourth beer from the six pack when the door bell rang. I went to the door, opened it and found Allison standing there. I turned and walked back into the kitchen, sat down at the table and picked up my beer. Allison walked into the house, closed the door behind her and followed me into the kitchen.
“What the hell did you ring the bell for? You have a key to the house.”
“I didn’t think I would be welcome.”
“If you thought that why the hell are you here?”
She sat down across from me and said, “When you started talking lawsuits I knew I had to get over here and try to talk you out of it.”
As she was talking she reached for one of the two beers left in the six pack and I snarled:
“Get your hand away from my beer. They were given to me so I could use them to morn my failed marriage and I’m not going to share them.”
Allison snatched her hand back like she had touched a hot stove.
“And why would you think that you could talk me out of lawsuits?”
“I don’t know if I can, but I have to try. If you divorce me I’m going to need a job.”
“If I divorce you? You have doubts?”
“No, I guess I don’t.”
“Tell me why I should spare Amos, and for that matter why would you worry about his wife leaving him? If she did you could be together and wouldn’t have to sneak off to hotels during the day.”
“I don’t love Amos. It was a mistake that we let carry us away. It was a fling that would most likely have ended in another couple of weeks.”
“Until you slipped up. How is Amos going to explain his new little one to his wife?”
“I doubt he will ever tell her. She will never know unless you sue him and it comes out.”
“Okay, so we are back to why I should give a shit about Amos’s marriage after he fucked up mine?”
“Because it isn’t his fault. I seduced him. He didn’t come after me; I went after him and don’t look at me like that. It had nothing to do with love and you should know that. At least you should. I’ve been in love with you since I was six or seven. I didn’t screw Amos because of love, but because I was horny. I love you Frank; always have, always will.”
“Whatever Allison. Love or lust; it just doesn’t matter at this point.”
“It matters to me Frank. I love you and I need you to know that. I need you to know that it wasn’t anything you did that made what happened happen. It was on one of those rare week long trips I went on. Amos and a couple of others were on the trip also. Every night we would go back to the hotel, have dinner and a few drinks together before going to our rooms and one night I had a few more drinks than I should have. The hotel lounge had a live band and I drug all of the men in the group out onto the dance floor. The guys had drunk enough that they were in a good mood and the dances got a little raunchy. I got felt up some and by the time it was Amos’s turn to dance with me I was just a little bit horny from all the touching. While dancing with Amos his cock accidently poked me a time or two and it tripped a switch in me somewhere and I seduced him.
“Don’t blame him Frank. He’s a man and he has a dick and when a man’s dick is hard his dick does all of his thinking. That’s true of all men Frank, even you, and once a man’s dick starts doing the thinking a woman – any woman – can take him down. Six weeks later we again ended up on a trip together and on the second night I was horny so I said “why not, it didn’t hurt anything the first time” so I went after Amos again. After that every time we were on a trip together – maybe once every three months or so – we did it. Until today it was only on trips.”
“What was different today?”
“I found out I was pregnant and had to let him know and talk about what to do.” There was a short pause and then she said, “It had nothing to do with you Frank. I swear to God that nothing you did or didn’t do caused me to do it.” Another pause and then, “So I’m asking you Frank; no, I’m begging you. Please don’t start any lawsuits.”
I stared at her for a bit and then said, “I’ll think about it, but as long as you are here there are some things you need to know.” I explained what I’d done money-wise and then said, “I’m going to open a new account at the bank and call it the household account. This is the cost of maintaining the house for a month.”
I slid a piece of paper with the numbers I’d come up with across the table to her.
“From now on you need to put half of that amount into the account every month until the divorce decides who gets what. Tomorrow I will make an appointment to see an attorney and after talking to him I’ll let you know about what I’m going to do lawsuit wise. Now, if you don’t mind I have two bottles of beer to finish before I go to bed. This is still your house until the final decisions are made and you can have the spare bedroom if you would like. All I ask is that you do your best to avoid me when we are in the house together.”
“I can’t do that. I can’t be around you and not want to be close.”
She got up and headed for the door and when she got to it she turned and said:
“I’m sorry Frank. I’m really, really sorry” and then she left the house. I finished the six pack that she had provided and then I went to bed.
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The next morning I called and made an appointment with an attorney and he informed me that I was correct in what I’d thought about no fault divorces. Assets and liabilities would be split fifty-fifty; each side would be responsible for their attorney fees, but that since I was the one filing I would be responsible for court costs. I told him to go ahead and write it up and I’d let him know where he could have Allison served.
The phone calls started around three. The first was from my mother asking me to stop by the house after work. When I asked why she gave me a song and dance about how it had been a while since she had seen me and wouldn’t I like one of her home cooked meals.
The second was from my mother-in-law asking me if I could stop by and see her after work. I knew what was going on so I told her I would be at moms after work “and you both can take your shot at me there.”
The third was from Amos. He said he realized he was not on my ‘favorite persons list’, but he would like to meet me for a drink so he could personally apologize to me and he said there was also something he wanted to discuss with me. He had balls I’d give him that. It took some pretty big stones to call the man you had fucked over and ask him to see you for a drink. I told him that the anger and rage that was boiling in me at the time would almost guarantee that I would go for his throat if I came within fifty feet of him so a meeting between us would not be a good thing and I hung up on him.
Five minutes later the phone rang again and it was Allison. “I understand you hung up on Amos.”
“News travels fast.”
“I was sitting across the desk from him when he called you. Actually I put him up to it since I didn’t have the guts to do it myself.”
“What do you want Allison?”
“I want you to meet with Amos and me. We need to talk to you.”
“What could we possibly talk about? I know what the two of you did and I know the outcome. I can’t see what else you could tell me other than the details and I can assure you that I don’t want to hear those.”
“It’s none of that. Please Frank, it won’t take up much of your time and I promise you I’ll leave you alone after we meet.”
I really didn’t want to sit down with Allison and Amos, but there is just something about curiosity that pulls you into things you don’t want to get into.
“All right. The Denny’s on Hawthorne at five.”
“We don’t get off until five and then it takes ten minutes to get there.”
“I’ll be there at five and if I’m still alone three minutes later I’ll be leaving.”
“Oh come on Fra…” I hung up the phone, called my mom and told her I’d be there around six and then I made the most important call of the day.
“Hello?”
“Hi. It’s me. I’m sorry, but something has come up and I won’t be able to see you tonight.”
“Damn baby, mommy was so looking forward to seeing you.”
“Well I do have some good news for you. We will be able to see each other more often starting tomorrow.”
“Oh? What’s going on?”
“I’m about to be single again. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.”
“I can’t wait to hear about it. Kisses lover.”
“Back atcha. Bye”
I got to the Denny’s at three minutes to five and saw that Allison and Amos were already there. They were sitting in a booth opposite each other. No way I was going to sit next to either of them. I wanted to be looking at both of them when they brought up whatever it was they had in mind. When I got to the booth I pointed at the other side of the table and said to Allison:
“Move.”
She got an annoyed look on her face, but then she took notice of the look on mine and she got up and moved. I sat down and looked at the two of them and then said:
“Okay. Let’s hear it.”
“First” Amos said, “I want to…”
“Save it! It wouldn’t matter to me any way. What is this about?”
The two of them looked at each other and then Allison said, “We are asking you not to sue Amos and the company, but there is more. We want you to stay married to me until after the baby is born and to allow your name to be put on the baby’s birth certificate as the father.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind?!!”
“Please Frank; hear me out on this. Amos’s wife wants another child. Because of complications when she had her last one she can’t have another. She and Amos have been looking at adoption, but there are so many hoops to jump through and long waiting lists they aren’t making much progress. I want to have the baby and then let Amos and his wife have it. For obvious reasons we can’t put Amos’s name on the birth certificate without his wife finding out about it. If I put down ‘father unknown’ it will create problems when I go to give the baby up. We would have to pretend to be making an attempt to find the baby’s father to get his permission. It could take up to a year before they would accept that the father wasn’t going to show up. If we stay married and then you sign off on the adoption things will go much quicker.”
“Give me one good reason why I should go along with what you want.”
“Because we can make it worth while for you.”
“How do you plan to do that?”
“We did some checking on our own and we found that alienation of affection suits rarely succeed in this state unless there are some really bad aspects to the case. At best you might get ten thousand out of it and typically a third of that will go to your attorney. Secondly, to be successful in a suit against our company you would have to prove that management knew about the affair and did nothing about it and I can assure you that Amos and I kept what we did very quiet. All your suit would do is cost us our jobs. If you do what we have just proposed we will divorce after the baby comes and has been given up for adoption. In the divorce I will voluntarily give up my share of the proceeds from the sale of the house. Given the current market you should be able to get two hundred and fifty thousand for the house and our current equity is about sixty thousand and that’s almost forty thousand more than you would be likely to get if you filed suit. Also, if I lost my job you would end up paying me alimony.
“You aren’t a stupid man Frank. You can see that this is a winning situation for you. What do you say Frank?”
“I don’t know. When I talked to the attorney all we talked about was the divorce. I think I’m going to want to check out what you’ve told me with my own lawyer. I’ll get back to you on it.”
I got up and walked out of the restaurant.
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I was right. When I walked into my parent’s house I found both sets of parents waiting for me. My dad started it out.
“How about bringing us up to speed on what is going on. Your phone call to Martha upset a lot of people.”
“Not much to tell. Allison had an affair with her boss and he got her pregnant. I found out.”
“What are you going to do?” Mr. Ames asked
“Divorce her.”
“What about the baby?” Mrs. Ames asked.
“Not my concern. You need to discuss that with Allison.”
“Is there any way you can work things out with Allison and avoid a divorce?
“There might have been a chance if it was only the affair, but not a chance with her being pregnant. She made it absolutely clear before we were married that she didn’t want kids – not ever! She even encouraged me to get a vasectomy so she wouldn’t have to mess with birth control pills, diaphragms, spermicides and the like. I did it and then she goes and gets knocked up by her boss. So no, not a chance. Not even a smidgen of a chance.”
“Maybe you should take a little time to think about it” my mother said. “Not rush into it. Okay, she made a mistake, but you two are young and you have been together for so long. It would be a shame to see it end now over a simple little mistake – an error in judgment – that I’m sure that she regrets. Maybe you should think about giving things a chance.”
“I don’t believe you people. My wife is walking around carrying another man’s child – a child she denied me – and you are all acting like what she did is no more serious that putting a ding in the car door in the grocery store parking lot. Well it is a hell of a lot more serious than that to me. As far as I’m concerned a divorce is going to happen”
I got up and headed for the door. “Where are you going” my mother asked, “We haven’t eaten yet.”
“I’m not hungry. I’ve lost my appetite. Goodnight.”
I left the house and as I climbed into my truck I was thinking that they would never give up trying to tie Allison and me together. “Can you work it out?” God but I had to laugh at that.
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First thing in the morning I called and made another appointment with my attorney. He gave me the same information that Allison had gotten from whoever it was she talked to only my attorney said that Allison’s pregnancy would work in our favor as a special circumstance in an alienation of affection suit and the fact that Amos was Allison’s direct supervisor would be a major factor in a suit against Cutter and Sons. He said that either one would be a gamble, but we probably had a better than even chance to prevail in both suits. O f course he would say that I thought. It would increase his fees by handling the suits. As for the offer Allison made concerning the house it was not legally enforceable. She could renege on it and I’d have no recourse. I told him to put the divorce on hold until I could think things out.
I went back to work and around two in the afternoon I called Vangie and arranged for her to meet me that evening.
“Tell me about being single again” she said when she walked into the motel room. I filled her in on what was happening and she said:
“You poor baby. Let mommy cheer you up.”
After two hours of being cheered up Vangie started to dress and as she was dressing she said:
“What is your situation going to mean for us?”
“It means that we can see each other whenever you want.”
“Are we going to use your place?”
“No. Too great a chance that Allison would find out about you. I don’t want to give her anything to use against me. I want to keep her on the defensive until the divorce is over.”
“Then I’ll see you Monday?”
“Absolutely.”
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Friday at lunch I called Lou Marks. Lou had been in the Guard with me and he worked in real estate. I got him to agree to meet me at the house on Saturday and give me some idea of what the house was worth and what it would be likely to go for if I put it up for sale.
Allison was a bit off on her idea of what the house was worth. Lou told me that I could probably put it up for sale for three hundred thousand and move it quickly. I told him to start the mechanics of putting it on the market.
I spent the rest of the weekend working on the house getting it ready for sale and Monday I called Allison on her cell.
“My attorney doesn’t agree with your attorney, but I have decided not to take the chance that your lawyer might be better than mine or that the jury, should it go to trail, might be full of dumb shits. But what my attorney did tell me was that the deal you offered me would not be legally enforceable and come time to do it you could say you changed your mind and I would be hosed so here is what I have come up with.
“I’m going to hold off on the divorce until your baby problem is solved, but I’m putting the house up for sale now and I’m going to price it to sell. At closing they will give us a check for our equity and we will take it to the bank where you will endorse it and I will deposit it into an account that is in my name only. After that the money will disappear. Gambling debts most likely. A couple weekend trips to Vegas should see to that. That way there won’t be any bullshit at divorce time about me hiding assets from you.”
“You don’t trust me Frank?”
“Of course I don’t trust you. You are walking around carrying another man’s kid, right? Anyway, the sale goes off, you endorse the check and I hold off on the divorce and forget about the lawsuits. You give me any problems at sale time and all bets are off.”
“Thank you Frank.”
I hung up without saying anything else.
At eleven I got a call from Vangie. “Looking forward to seeing mommy tonight?”
“You know I am.”
“Tonight I want you to meet me at 402 Wilcox.”
“Why? What’s up?”
“It’s a surprise.”
I pulled up in front of 402 Wilcox at six and found Vangie sitting in her Porsche waiting for me. 402 was an apartment house and I wondered what was up as Vangie got out of her car to walk over to me as I got out of my truck.
“Not a word” she said, “Just follow me.”
She used a key on the front door and led me down the first floor hallway and stopped in front of Apartment 1 D. She handed me a key and told me to unlock the door. I did it and we walked inside.
“What are we doing here Vangie?”
“It’s our love nest. I rented it furnished. Now that I can have you whenever I want I decided that since we can’t use your place and motel rooms would bankrupt you I got us a place to play. You would like to play with Mommy wouldn’t you?”
“You know the answer to that.”
“I took a one year lease on it and I can renew. It should do for us until you can get your divorce out of the way.”
“How can you hide the expense from Russ?”
“You forget what I once told you lover. I have the money in the family. My father left me oodles and oodles and I don’t have to account for any of it except to myself. Want a new truck lover? Treat mommy right and who knows.”
“My truck might be eight years old, but it runs great and best of all I don’t have any payments to make.”
“What? You think I’d give you a truck and then make you pay for it? Well, maybe, but I’ll bet you would like making the payments I have in mind. Maybe I’ll put one under the Christmas tree for you.”
“All I want under my tree is you.”
“And what would you do with me lover? You only see me three times a week as it is and I leave you a wreck. If you had to keep up with me full time I’d put you in an early grave.”
“But what a great way to go.”
“You know why I keep you baby? It is because you say the sweetest things. But enough talk. We need to test the bed.”
The bed held up under a very rigorous test.
Resting between bouts Vangie surprised the hell out of me when she said:
“Would you still like for me to be your mother-in-law?”
“What?”
“Sarah’s marriage is over. She and Melvin finally decided to call it quits. She should be available by the time your divorce is over.”
“Why is their marriage ending?”
“Melvin is a jealous, possessive and suspicious man and he is constantly accusing Sarah of cheating on him and she finally got tired of it and told him she was done with him.”
“Has she?”
“Has she what?”
“Has she been cheating on him?”
“Of course she has. She is still doing her dad, John and Larry only by now it has been going on so long that I’m sure she doesn’t think of it as cheating. It is just something that she does that he doesn’t need to know about.”
“Given that why would I want to marry her?”
“Why wouldn’t you? I seem to remember your being just a little upset with me after I told you about what she and Russ were doing. If I remember correctly your exact words were:
“I was all set to spend the rest of my life fucking the two sexiest women I’ve ever met.”
“I guess I did say that didn’t I.”
“So what has changed? Remember what Russ said in the video? About you having something on the side and her having something on the side?”
“You’re serious about this?”
“Best way I can think of to keep us close. What would happen to us if you met someone else and got married and we couldn’t find a way to get together? Think about it while mommy sucks your dick.”
To be continued.