Adam and Sarah

Wednesday afternoon I met with a divorce attorney and received the bad news. We live in a no-fault state, so Sarah's adultery didn't matter if we went to court. I might get an even distribution of assets, but I'd probably end up paying alimony for a few years as well as child support. The mother gets custody nine times out of ten, so I'd be able to see my son Brent at most a couple days a week. And the kicker; I'd be paying child support to Sarah to raise Tina - somebody else's kid. What kind of system is this?

The attorney did tell me she had some success suing the biological father for partial payment of the child support, but that was only after paternity was confirmed and there were plenty of cases where the real father fought and won any attempts to prove paternity. The mere fact that Glen Simon had the same color eyes as Tina most likely would not be enough to get a court order for Simon to be compelled to take a paternity test.

But this gave me an idea and when I proposed it to my attorney, she sat up and agreed, "I think that just might work." was her response.

I continued to track Sarah via the phone app and it was the next Tuesday when the app tracked her back to Glen's apartment. I spent the next forty-five minutes sitting outside his place before my attorney showed up with a process server. When Sarah and Glen exited we intercepted them as they approached their respective vehicles.

Sarah looked at the three of us and her face just dropped. I don't know if it was seeing me or the fact that I was walking between a well dressed woman on one side and a two hundred pound woman on the other that surprised her the most. The larger woman handed Sarah an envelope and said, "Mrs. Sarah Milvec, you've been served." Sarah looked at the envelope in her hand with her mouth just hanging open, not able to say anything but sputtering incoherently. When she finally said something, it wasn't what I expected.

"Adam, I'm so sorry - I really do love you."

Before I had a chance to respond to her ludicrous statement my attorney put her hand on my shoulder and addressed Sarah. "Mrs. Milvec, please read the papers that have just been handed to you. It contains a court order for you to remove your panties and place them in the plastic evidence bag that my associate is holding. You do not have to take your panties off here in public. It's your choice, you can go back in the apartment you just left or we can go to my office where you can remove the panties in a private office. But at no time between now and when you remove your panties can you be out of the sight of my associate. It's your choice.

By now Sarah was crying hard and barely able to stand. I could hardly stand it myself. "Sarah, do yourself a favor, go back in Glen's, remove the panties and let's get this over with as quickly as possible."

"Adam, really - do you hate me so much that you are making me do this?"

"Sarah, I don't hate you, but I'm not going to let Glen slide on this, I want to know if Tina is Glen's daughter and this is the one way we can force you and Glen to admit it so that it's proven. Just go in the house and take your goddamn panties off!"

Sarah looked at Glen. "Help me out here Glen, tell them Tina is your daughter."

Glen just stood there before answering. "No, I don't know Tina is mine. You fucked around on Adam, how do I know you're not fucking around on both of us?"

"You bastard. You know damn well Tina is your daughter. You've been the only person besides my husband that I've been with for the past ten years. When I told you I was pregnant you helped convince me to keep the baby. You're the one that got me back in your bed after asking to meet 'your' child."

"Well, we said a lot of things back then. I can't remember everything that was said. I'm still not admitting anything in front of these three. All I know is you're an unfaithful wife and there's no guarantees Tina is mine."

I stood there listening to Sarah and Glen going back and forth. In all probability this asshole has been screwing my wife for all of the past three years, got her pregnant and has the nerve to deny and basically leave her out to dry. I almost felt sorry for her, but at this point my attorney took control and had her associate grip Sarah and head into their car for the ride to their office. I stayed behind and drove Sarah's car back to our house. Glen conveniently slipped away while this was going on.

No surprise. The semen in Sarah's panties came back positive that Glen was Tina's father.

Sarah

When did I get so stupid? When did I get so selfish and conceited?

I met Adam when I was at a low point in my life. A three-year relationship with a loser boyfriend ended four months before my good friend from college invited me to a barbeque to meet her brother-in-law. And this guy was a winner! Great looking, great body, considerate and with a nice job. Adam and I took it slow at first, but I was smitten from that night on. Smitten turned to lust to love and we were married within the year.

Adam is a wonderful husband and a wonderful father. I just got stupid. I was working part time at the Williams' Agency when Glen Simon was hired as a sales manager. He was a hunk with gorgeous blue eyes. All the women in the office talked about the single hunk and what they wouldn't do to have those eyes staring into theirs while getting screwed. It was all playful banter at our girls' lunches and nobody was supposed to take it seriously. Even the two fifty-somethings joined in the teasing. Except that's how it started for me.

What none of the other ladies knew is Glen had taken notice of me and began very subtle flirting when no one else could overhear or see. And what was Stupid Sarah's response to his flirting? Flirting right back, duh.

One thing led to another until the day Glen asked me to join him for lunch - at his apartment. I knew when I walked into the door where this was headed, but I still crossed the threshold. Ten minutes later I was naked on Glen's bed with my legs spread and his cock rubbing against my labia, stroking my clit.

"Tell me you want this." he said as he looked at me with those deep blue eyes.

I didn't say a thing, it was almost as if I was tongue-tied, instead I grabbed his cock with my hand, placed the head on my opening then lifted my hips to catch him inside. I took my eyes off his eyes long enough to look down at our coupling and noticed it was my left hand that was guiding his cock, the diamond engagement ring that Adam gave me as a token of his love caught the light coming through the curtains, but that didn't stop me. I dug my heels into Glen's ass and forced the rest of his cock into me. Glen's cock wasn't any longer or wider than Adam's, it was just different and the naughtiness of the moment gave me my first orgasm.

Glen felt my orgasm and gave me a big smile, his eyes practically twinkled. "You are one sexy, horny little minx. Now you're really going to get fucked!"

Glen started to pound me, pumping in and out. This wasn't making love; this was getting fucked. One orgasm led to another until I felt Glen grab my ass and pull himself all the way to my cervix, spraying my insides with his seed. Damn, this felt so good.

We got dressed and drove our respective cars back to the office; arriving fifteen minutes apart in an effort to be discreet. It wasn't until I sat down at my desk with Glen's cum leaking out of me that the reality of what I'd done hit me. I had cheated on Adam!

I swore right then and there that it was the last time I would be with Glen; that I would dedicate myself to my marriage. I asked Mr. Williams if I could take the rest of afternoon off, went home to shower and douche, then made Adam his favorite meal.

When Adam came home that evening I showered him with affection. He wasn't in the least bit surprised to sit down to his favorite dinner, he was just happy, as if this is the way life should be for two people in love.

I avoided Glen for the next few days. But on Friday he finally cornered me in the breakroom and asked me what gives.

"I thought you and I enjoyed ourselves; why are you treating me like a leper all of a sudden."

"Glen, we can't talk here, someone is bound to overhear."

"OK, then stop by my place at lunch. I'll make a couple of sandwiches and we can talk in private."

"No, that's not going to happen. I can't go back to your place."

"Then I'm going to keep bugging you until we get this straightened out."

"Glen, I'll come over at lunch, but no tricks. This is just to talk things out and end it right now before I lose my marriage. I'll see you at noon."

How dumb can one person be? Five minutes after entering Glen's apartment I was draped over the back of his sofa, my slacks down off my legs and Glen ramming his cock into me from behind. I came, Glen came, I screamed, Glen grunted. He filled me with his cum but didn't go soft. We stripped naked and ran to his bed where he fucked me a second time mounted between my legs. A second wave of orgasms and a second dousing of Glen's seed working their way up my tubes.

Once again I spent the afternoon wondering how I could be such a shit to my husband. That weekend I did my best to fuck Adam's scrotum dry.

I was smart enough to avoid Glen's future advances. When he threatened me I convinced him he had as much to lose as me since he was senior to me in the organization he would lose his job if our tryst became public, and anyway, it was his word against mine. Glen backed off and things returned to normal.

Until the next month when I found out I was pregnant. There was a better chance the baby was Adam's, Glen and I were only together twice and Adam had already proven his ability to impregnate me with Brent. So I carried the baby and crossed my fingers.

I knew as soon as I saw my baby girl that Glen was the father, but I repeatedly told the story about my Grandmother's beautiful blue eyes and everybody bought it. The other thing I did was commit myself to my marriage. I didn't see Glen outside of work since the second time he screwed me in his apartment. When Tina was born I told Glen she was definitely Adam's child and that should have been the end of it until one of the women from the office started yapping about my daughter's beautiful blue eyes during a staff meeting. I did my best to deflect the conversation by saying Tina took after her great-grandmother, but when I looked over at Glen, he had a smirk on his face.

Later that day Glen stopped by my desk, "I want to meet my daughter." then just walked away.

The next day he cornered me in the break room. "Meet me noon on Saturday at the park around the corner from my apartment, bring our daughter; I want to meet her." It wasn't a request; it was a demand.

So Saturday I arranged for Adam and Brent to have some 'guy time' and I took Tina to the park. Glen was there at noon and it didn't take him long to make up some excuse why we needed to all head back to his place. While Tina slept in her stroller, Glen and I were back on his bed with his cock planted inside me. I was on the pill now so pregnancy wouldn't be an issue, but why the hell was I such a slut for this guy?

Glen and I kept meeting the same way every other week until Tina was a year and a half old, that's when we started meeting once a week at his apartment during our lunch break. And that's where we got caught walking out by Adam, his attorney and that huge woman. Glen stood there denying Tina was his - after using her as his excuse to get me back in his bed - what an asshole!

My life began to fall apart from that moment on. Adam didn't scream, shout or threaten me either physically or with divorce. In fact, he didn't say more than a few words to tell me he was moving out of our house, he moved into his own apartment nearby and he'd be in touch to arrange times when he could get together with the children.

I took that as a good sign, that Adam was not rejecting Tina now that he knew he wasn't her biological father. At least that's how it seemed at first. I later found out from Brent that as soon as they left my house for their visitation with their father, Adam was dropping Tina off at his mother and father's house and the two guys spent the weekend together.

There was another thing I found odd. Adam did not tell anyone the reason for our split, not a word was spoken to anyone other than the lawyers regarding Tina's true paternity. I didn't know what that meant and could only wait; Adam was in the driver's seat; he was the one steering. Divorce or reconciliation? The suspense over the next few months after that awful day was driving me batty. Every night after the kids went to bed I would lay in my own bed crying. The loneliness was the worst part; Adam hadn't held me in his strong arms since he found out I was a cheating slut. I had betrayed the man that trusted and loved me so much that it never occurred to him that I could betray him. Now all I can do is wait to see how he'll react to knowing it's true.

Adam

Getting Tina's test results was almost anti-climactic, but it settled any doubt legally who was the sperm donor. With the results in hand my attorney moved quickly to pursue some monetary compensation from Glen. The attorney was able to establish that Glen Simon was worth approximately fifty thousand dollars, so we settled on that amount. If Glen was willing to surrender any parental claim, we were willing to allow him to deposit twenty-five thousand into an account for Tina's college fund and another twenty-five thousand into an escrow account for when she turned 25. Glen's attorney was able to convince him that it was in his best interest to sign the agreement and pay the money. I let him think this would be the last he'd hear from me - fat chance.

At the same time I was able to find a decent apartment near our family home; I wasn't about to let my relationship with Brent suffer because his parents were having problems and I wasn't certain how I was going to relate to Tina. She was a cute child, but it was difficult to look at her without an image of her mother getting fucked by her asshole father. Time would tell how our relationship would evolve.

I knew Sarah was wondering what was going to happen. I purposely did not tell anyone the reason for our separation. I only gave the reason as, "we're going through a rough patch right now and need time to work out our problems." I know Sarah was puzzled, but the real reason for our separation was my 'ace in the hole' that I would use at the appropriate time. I had some specific goals in mind and wasn't about to rush things; only careful, deliberate actions would achieve those goals.

The first of my goals took place six months after I moved out. The first week after Glen's funds were safely in Tina's college and escrow accounts I paid a visit to Glen at his favorite watering hole.

"How many people have you killed, Glen?" I was sitting next to Glen in the tavern where I had followed him in. The place was perfect for what I had in mind. No one else within hearing range. The bartender was at the other end of the bar chatting up the waitress after pouring my beer. Glen nearly jumped when I sat down. I waited until the bartender walked away before asking my question in a low voice.

"I never killed anyone." he answered.

"Well I have Glen. I stopped counting after twenty or so. I usually made my shots quick kills, but I think I'm going to enjoy taking a little more time with you.

"I'm not proud of it, but the reality is not all of the people I killed were men. I had to shoot a woman once when she was approaching one of our checkpoints and wouldn't stop when told to. She had a suicide vest on under her burka, but I didn't know that when I pulled the trigger.

"You Glen, you won't know when it's coming. But I can guarantee it's coming. The first bullet will hit you in the kneecap, right here," I said pointing to his knee. "Just to immobilize you. The next right here." I pointed to his groin. "After I get tired of hearing your moans I'll put the third shot in your gut so you bleed out nice and slow."

Glen stared at me for a second, trying to understand if the threat was serious, then asked, "I paid you all that money, why the threats?"

"You are really a dumbass Glen. That money you paid went to your daughter's college fund and for living expenses. It wasn't for me. No, what I get from you is the pleasure of watching you die someday for tearing my family apart.

"Have a happy life ass-wipe." I whispered in his ear before walking out of the bar.

Glen didn't take my threat seriously at first so I set up in a wooded area near his home and put a bullet through his TV set while he sat in front of it. Glen called the police and I got the full story the next day when I went to work. It was my old training sergeant, now a lieutenant, who took the call because of the nature of the complaint.

Glen told the lieutenant about my threat and showed him the hole in his TV.

"Couldn't have been Adam." The lieutenant told Glen.

"Why not?"

"Because," the lieutenant replied, "if it was Adam trying to kill you, you'd be dead."

Glen moved three days later to a small town on the coast. Within two months of his move another bullet flew through his window and put a hole in his replacement TV. When the town sheriff called my precinct to inquire about my whereabouts that evening, he was assured I was in a poker game with four other cops. Case closed.

Nobody knows where Glen ended up next, but I'll find out eventually.

That took care of Glen, for now at least. I kind of like the fact he'll spend his days looking over his shoulder. At the same time, I was dealing with my wife; no way was she getting off scot free.

This would be more delicate because even though she was a cheating slut whore, she was my son's mother. Plus, the rest of the squad may turn a blind eye to how I got rid of Glen, they wouldn't do the same if I harmed a woman, no matter the reason or justification.

Even though she spent the last three years spreading her legs for Glen, I knew she loved me and she loved her children; so that's how I would get even with her. Physical injury would be too quick and almost cathartic, almost like penance and absolution. Mental and emotional pain would linger for years and that's what she would suffer.

It took a while, but my opportunity presented itself in a squad newsletter bulletin. The current firearms instructor for the state police academy was retiring and applications were being accepted for his replacement. The job required relocation to the state capital, 200 miles from our hometown - perfect!

I applied, interviewed and was offered the job. Since the current instructor wasn't scheduled to retire until the end of the year it gave me three months to work through everything needed to make my move. Like I said - perfect.

My first call was to my attorney. I asked her to start the divorce proceedings. Sarah would be served the next week. All assets would be split down the middle. The thing that would cause the most contention was my request that Brent live with me.

When Sarah, me and our attorneys met to discuss the terms, Sarah came loaded for bear.

"What gives you the idea I would ever let you take Brent away from his mother? There's no way I'm allowing you to move him hundreds of miles away from me you bastard!" she was almost foaming at the mouth while her attorney was trying to calm her down.

This is where I turned over my hole card - the ace. "If you don't agree to these terms and allow me to raise Brent, I'll tell our family, our friends and your employer why we are divorcing and how I'm not Susan's biological father."

Sarah looked at me with wide eyes and screamed incoherently. When she calmed down enough to talk she looked at me and said, "Adam, please - you couldn't possibly hate me that much; we spent nearly a decade together."