"Please Wally; I'm begging you."
"No promises Julie, but I will think on it and give you a call some time next week."
"Next week? But..."
"Next week Julie. Take it or leave it!"
She was crying when she got in her car and left, but I didn't feel sorry for her since she brought it on her self.
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I did think on it and I thought on it long and hard and in the end I decided to give it a try. Did Julie try on Jake while we were apart? I don't know and barring a confession from either of the parties involved I would never know, but the one thing I did know was that I was going to be watching Julie very closely. One of the things that I did know about Julie is that she never gave up on what she wanted.
After putting things back together Julie did just what she said she would. She made sure that I knew where she was and with who. She was home from work on time every night and she even went so far as to ask me to go with her every time she went shopping and I did go with her occasionally. Just often enough to get her acclimated to the idea that I would go likely as not so that she could never set up a meeting with Jake to take place on her shopping excursions.
As I said, one of the things that I knew about Julie was her determination. I knew that once she gets it in her head that she wants something or wants to do something she will most likely work to get it. She may have already had 'her turn' with Jake's huge cock, but it was possible that due to the emotional upheaval I put her through by walking out on her that she backed off. Now that she had me back and was feeling a little more secure would she go ahead? Or maybe she already had tasted what Jake had to offer and wanted more. If so she would have to do it during working hours or maybe on long lunches.
It was expensive, but Julie paid for it in a way even if she didn't know it. Only fair since she was the one who started things. I had a savings account that Julia didn't know about. For years I'd put money in it every payday and it was going to be used for a surprise cruise on our tenth anniversary, but I pulled the money out and used it to hire Spenser Investigations to watch Julie at work. That wasn't as hard as it sounds. They didn't have to stay on her the entire day. They were outside the building watching for Julie from a half an hour before her lunch time until a half an hour after and if she never came out for lunch they discontinued surveillance for the day. If she came out they followed her. They did this until they were able to get someone into the building as part of the cleaning crew and bug Julie's work area and Jake's work area and then all they had to do was monitor the bugs.
It was three weeks after I had moved back into the house before Julie felt that she could make her move. It didn't come as a surprise because of the office bugs. Typical of the stuff the bugs came up with were:
On a Tuesday.
Jake -- "You about ready sweet stuff?"
Julie -- "Not yet stud. I still need to get back into hubby's good graces."
Jake -- "I'll hang in and wait sugar. I know you will be worth it."
On a Friday.
Jake -- "It's been a week sugar."
Julie -- "Just one more lover. Hubby is starting to get comfy around me again."
Jake -- "Lets just do it. Wait until everyone is gone tonight and we can get it on."
Julie -- "Where?"
Jake -- "On a desk. Hell, on the copy machine so we can take a picture."
Julie -- "Hell no Jake. No pictures. Nothing that can ever get out. Besides, I want to do it on a bed. Plan on a long lunch toward the end of next week."
Jake -- "Why next week?"
Julie -- "Because that is when my period is due and I'll have an excuse for why I can't make love to Wally. I need that excuse because if you stretch me out the way the other girls said you stretched them and Wally made love to me he would know right away that I'd been bad and I can't have that."
Wednesday a week later.
Julie -- "Plan on a long lunch tomorrow lover."
Jake -- "How long?"
Julie -- "We leave an hour early and come back an hour and a half late. That gives us two and a half hours. Set it up so we don't have to waste any time checking in."
Jake -- "You got it sweetie. How many condoms should I bring?"
Julie -- "None. I'm on the pill and I want the full experience of your juices flooding me."
Forearmed with the knowledge of when it was going to happen Spenser had the people in place to follow Jake and Julie when they went to lunch. The two were followed to the downtown Marriott where they went up to the third floor and entered room 316 and they were in the room for two hours and fifteen minutes.
According to the operative from Spenser's Julie did not look happy when she came out of the room although Holder had a smug satisfied look on his. The office bug gave us the story on that. The following is a conversation that took place between Julie and Glenda who is one of the women that Julie works with.
"Go away Glenda. I don't want to talk to you right now."
"Why not? You should be in a mellow mood after your long lunch with Jake."
"Mellow? The man's a fucking pig! I can't for the life of me imagine how all of you could tell me how great sex with him was."
"He is pretty bad isn't he."
"You knew? You knew but told me he was great? You hate me that much?"
"I don't hate you at all, but you did manage to piss off Joan and me."
"How did I do that?"
"Looking down your nose at us because we were married and we gave it up to Jake."
"I didn't look down my nose at you. I was envious for Christ's sake."
"It didn't look that way to us. Anyway, we decided to push you along until you did it with him too. It wasn't hard. All we had to do was talk up how great it was and how it was a once in a lifetime experience and stuff like that."
"Everyone in the office was in on it? All of you were lying about how great the dick head was?"
"Not all of us. Just me and Joan. The single girls haven't had much experience so to them a poke from a big cock was something. We could tell from the look on your face as you listened how much you would have liked to have the experience, but we never expected that you would do it because everyone here knows how hooked you are on your hubby. We decided to try and push you into it."
"Thanks a lot. You got me to risk my marriage for a shit head who isn't even as good as my cheapest vibrator. I did learn one thing though. Size isn't worth shit when it is hanging on some one who doesn't know how to use it."
"You mean you aren't going to play some more with him? You are going to turn your back on all that fun?"
"Fuck you Glenda!"
And then there was the sound of laughter as Glenda walked away. A short time later there was another short conversation.
"What do you want Joan?"
"I came to apologize. It was a rotten thing to do and I just needed to tell how sorry I am for being part of it.
"Apology accepted. In a way you did me a favor."
"What favor?"
"You showed me that even though the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence it is probably full of weeds. I've got solid gold in Wally and I'm never again going to risk what I have in him. Never!"
"I feel the same way. I was stupid to risk what I have with Avery over the greener grass that wasn't."
Well, there it was -- decision time.
She had gone ahead, cheated and satisfied her curiosity, but it hadn't turned out the way she had expected. In her conversations with the girls in the office she admitted that she had stupidly risked her marriage and she did seem sincere in her feelings for me. I loved her, always had, but could I live with knowing that she had been unfaithful?
She said she would never again risk it, but would she hold to that or would curiosity rear its ugly head again? She was curious about holder's big cock and it hadn't turned out well. What if she somehow stumbled across another guy with a huge cock? Would she wonder if maybe he knew how to use better than Holder had? Would her curiosity drive her to try and find out?
I had no way of knowing. I also couldn't afford to have her watched full time. Was I willing to take the chance? That was the question. Was I willing to take the chance. After much thought and soul searching I decided to keep what I'd found out to myself and give Julie the chance to prove herself. I put the material I had in a safe place and hoped that I'd never have to take it out and drop it on Julie.
I worked out a deal with the Spenser people o leave the office bugs in place and send me a tape of the week's conversations that took place in her work area. It cost me a hundred bucks a month, but I felt that it was worth it. Some time on the Internet and a trip to Wal-Mart gave me what I needed to put a recorder on our home phone. It might have been a waste of money, but to my mind "Trust, but verify" was still a valid position to take.
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It was a Wednesday night and there was a group of us at the Strip sitting at two tables pushed together. Ben, Dave, Chuck and their wives and Julie and me.
There were some in the place watching out table with curiosity on their faces and I assumed that they had been in the place the night I had put the spotlight on Julie and were wondering at our being together.
Up on the bandstand Bobby Denton was announcing that it was time for anyone in the audience that wanted it to try to come on up and take the mike. Julie nudged me and said:
"Go on Wally. You owe them the ending to the joke you were telling the night that Jake and I walked in."
There was a chorus of "Go ahead and do it Wally" from those at the table so I got up and headed for the bandstand. As Bobby handed me the mike he asked:
"You aren't going to melt down on me his time are you?"
"No sweat Bobby. Everything is cool."
I took the mike and said, "I was reminded that I owe those of you who were here the last time I was up here an ending for the joke I was telling when I lost it in a fit of temper and anger. There are undoubtedly patrons here tonight who weren't here on that night so the ending wouldn't make any sense to them so I'm going o have to tell it from start to finish.
"Jesus and Satan were having an on-going argument over who was better on the computer. They had been going at it for days and frankly God was tired of the bickering. Finally fed up God said:
"That's it! I have had enough. I am going to set up a test that will run for two hours and from the results of that test I will judge who does the better job."
So Jesus and Satan sat down at their keyboards and typed away.
They moused.
They faxed.
They e-mailed.
The e-mailed with attachments.
They downloaded.
They did spreadsheets.
They wrote reports.
They created labels and cards.
They created charts and graphs.
They did some genealogy searching.
They did everything that you can do on a computer.
Then, ten minutes before their time was up lightening suddenly flashed through the sky, thunder rolled, rain poured and, of course, the power went down.
Satan stared at his screen and screamed out every cuss word known in the underworld.
Jesus just sighed.
Finally the power came back on and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically while screaming:
"It's gone. It's all gone. I lost everything when the power went out."
Meanwhile Jesus quietly started printing out all of his files from the past two hours of work. Satan observed this and became irate.
"Wait" he screamed. "That's not fair. He cheated. How come he has all his work and I don't have any?"
God just shrugged and said "You should know the answer to that. It is on bumper stickers on half the cars in the world."
Satan looked at God with confusion on his face and God said:
"JESUS SAVES."
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A really good story, JPB!
I enjoyed it, perhaps because it made me think of my own girlfriend way back when.
Marsha and I had went together off and on since the 3rd grade. We would be inseparable for a time, then she'd break up with me for some reason that I could never fathom. Usually, it was 'we need to see other people' bullshit. As we got older, into HS, she was hot as a firecracker but not quite ready to part with her cherry. Me on the other hand, wanted to marry her and both of us lose it to one another on our wedding night. Sigh...I know, old fashioned, but it was the way I was raised.
She finally came to me and said she wanted to break up again but swore there was no other, it was just time to take a break from one another. I had no say in the matter, I couldn't force her to be my girlfriend, no matter how much I loved her. Our love for one another went in one direction it seemed to me. We split and the very next week, she started going out with another fellow. It broke my heart and I didn't even bother to look for another girl, I swore them off.
About a year later I heard they had broke up and I began to see her wherever I happened to be, away from home. Friends told me she was waiting for me to ask her out but fuck her, she broke up with me, she could ask me. It wasn't to be and she began going out with another fellow instead. I found out later, it was because she'd began fucking with her 1st boyfriend and needed cock. I didn't ask her so she found a dick to satisfy her itch.
A few months later we found ourselves thrown into a situation where we spend some time together and we began going out again. Turns out, she was still going out and fucking #2, I just didn't know about it. Finally she admitted she needed to break it off and did. A year later we were married.
Three years later, boyfriend #1 came back into our lives. He'd moved away and moved back to our town. My wife was working as a waitress and he began hanging around. The first day she told me and the excitement in her voice hurt, it hurt me really badly. It turns out, she lost her cherry to him and from what she told me, they were NASTY when they fucked. Basically, she was his fucktoy. And he was hung. Really well hung.
Well, it finally happened. I trusted her, even though it hurt. We were renting a small 2 bedroom apartment and I was driving by her restaurant on my way home from work in the company van when I saw him pulling out and she was seated right next to him. I pulled off and let them pass me, then followed him to his folks house, who he was house sitting for. They sucked face the entire time he was driving and she was all over him as they walked to his place, where she'd admitted a few years before, she'd lost her cherry in his bed there.
I had been taking pictures with my phone while I followed them and also got a couple really good ones as they walked into his place. The final one, I didn't notice it until I downloaded it onto the computer, she was grabbing at his cock while he was unlocking the door. I printed off all the pictures after blowing them up and left all of them on the kitchen table, in sequence. The final one had my wedding ring set on it, with an arrow drawn from it to her hand on his cock. I gathered up my few possessions, clothes, computer, tools and a my few guns and left. Before leaving, figuring I had time, I went ahead and found her box of our wedding photos and burned them all in the fire, leaving the box out so she knew I did it. The final thing was to take our big 14"x18" wedding photo on the living room wall and cut my face out. Where it had been, I took a cutout of her old boyfriend and scotch taped it in and replaced it. The one in our bedroom I just tore in half, then in quarters and tossed it on her pillow. Then I left.
Living in Washington State, I'd always spent a lot of my summers messing around in the mountains of Idaho. That is where I pointed the nose of my truck, after stopping by my boss's house and getting my final paycheck and explaining. I called my folks and told them what had happened and that I would call them when I got situated, wherever I found myself.
I landed in a little town of Riggins Idaho and found a job with a rafting company. It was fun work and I spent all summer there, having called my folks and let them know where I was, when they promised not to tell my whore/wife, who they said had been more than distraught, she'd become suicidal after finding out I knew. Her own folks took her in so her mom could watch her 24/7, that is how bad she was. They let our old apartment gone and what hurt her the worst is what I'd done with our pictures, she knew it was over.
I never did get divorce papers, I told my folks to have them sent to her when she filed, but she didn't. I didn't want to spend the money and besides, I was 600 miles away and she didn't know where I was. I'd found a good winter job with a taxidermist and a tiny house, only about 500 square feet. I was in hunters heaven with deer, elk and birds.
I was driving into an area where I planned to do some deer hunting when I found a small truck stuck in the snow and blocking the road. It was a young woman and she was going in to hunt too. I helped her out and she went her way and I went mine. She had parked fairly close to where I was going to park and hunt so I went on up the road and found a likely place. I heard gunshots during the day but I never saw a buck I was interested in shooting. When I was leaving, the same young woman flagged me down, she'd shot a small buck and wondered I would help her get it out. I did and that became our first date!
By the next summer, Jodi had moved in with me, only after she let me explain my situation, I didn't want her to not understand what was going on with me. We'd quickly fallen in love, something I was sure would never happen to me again. Where Marsha was about 5'2" and 140lbs, Jodi was 5'6" and 105lbs. She also worked in the summer for a rafting company, a competitor to my boss! She was living hand to mouth, having a job waiting tables. The deer she killed was small, but was important to her, it was meat!
It wasn't until the next fall before I was able to go home and take Jodi to meet my folks. It was also a chance file divorce papers, we planned to get married the minute I was free. My folks loved her and they hit it off really well. They also helped us get the divorce papers all taken care of and by the time Marsha was served, she also knew I was back in town. My plan was to avoid her and leave for home without laying eyes on her. My plan was foiled!
My folks took Jodi and I out to breakfast. Jodi and my mom went to the bathroom and while they were gone, Marsha waddled in. Yes, she waddled. If she weighed 140lbs before, she was running 200-220lbs. I almost didn't recognize her, with her face so puffed up. She recognized me immediately and hurried to our table. She wanted me to go outside but I refused. She seated herself and began apologizing, asking if I could forgive her, it was the only time they did anything. The minute they had finished she knew it was wrong, but when she got home and saw I knew, it destroyed her. She swore she didn't have anything to do with Tom again.
I heard a snort behind me and it was my mom and Jodi standing there, watching. My mom ripped on Marsha, telling her she'd seen her and Tom out together, had even seen her driving out to his house again. In fact, she declared the last time had been just the evening before and she figured Marsha had spent the night there. Marsha's mother just looked down and didn't say anything.
She cried and blubbered until it became embarrassing and I finally walked her and her mom out to their car. I told her it was over and she needed to sign the papers. Her mom told me she'd have Marsha sign them and they'd drop them off later that day. They did and we dropped them off at the courthouse, just to make sure no shenanigans took place.
I didn't see her for 7 years. Just this past summer Jodi and I drove to my folks house with our three kids to visit for a week. I hadn't even thought of Marsha for years, until she came to the table we were seated at, to have a lunch. Marsha was the only waitress and she was forced to wait on us.
She looked awful. If she was heavy before, she was downright obese. I saw she had a wedding ring on and as a nice gesture, asked about her marriage. It turned out, she'd went ahead and married Tom after our divorce and basically had to support him with her small income. She complained they hardly had money for food and my oldest little girl piped up and said, "but you're fat!" It was embarrassing for everyone and it was the last time we saw her before leaving town. In the reflection of the window while I waited for the kids to get ready, I could see her standing and watching us. By the way she was brushing her face, it looked as if she were crying....more...
With a wife like that...
Who needs enemies? C'mon, love? Falling in love is otherwise known as infatuation. Love / loving is a choice. When a woman throws a man over so she can fuck other men - only a pervert stays infatuated with someone like that. That is because her behavior is so low class she is nothing to be proud of. As far as loving someone like her is concerned - Jesus said "love your enemies". He didn't say marry them, or stay in a relationship with them after they commit adultery. Nope, sorry, the plot fell apart in the 9th inning and the home team lost the game.more...
okay, but.....
What I want to know is did he give Marsha a tumble?
AND JESUS WAS A GOALIE
in the N H L with Gretzky. TK U MLJ LV NV
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What a fucking wimp. She cheated and it's okay, because she didn't like it. What if the ass did have a huge dick, would that have made a difference?
Another thing, I don't give a flying fuck how well a story is written if the theme and the characters are portrayed as idiots, I reserve the right to call it the way I see it. End of discussion.more...
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