You Just Don't Fuck With Bubba

I untied Charlene and led her over to her parents. I took the tape off her mouth, and she said, "Please Bubba, I am so sorry. I promise I will never do anything like that ever again. I realize now just how stupid it was, and for nothing really. He wasn't near as good a lover as you. I will do anything if you will just give me another chance."

She was begging. She did look cute standing there naked, pleading with me to take her back. I almost gave in, but then remembered, you don't fuck with Bubba.

"Sorry Charlene, I just can't. I'm leaving you here with your parents. You can come get all your stuff from the house tomorrow when I'm at work. I will be in touch about the divorce. I will split everything with you, but I keep all my business. Don't try to contest anything or that video will go viral."

I left Charlene with her parents. She accepted everything in the divorce petition. I kept the house, and Charlene stayed with her parents. I guess I was pretty hard on her, but she made a big mistake, and paid for it.

I eventually dropped the lawsuit against her employer. I just didn't want to mess with it. I was mainly trying to make a point.

One Year Later

After several months I really began to miss Charlene. I had gotten over all my anger and humiliation. I didn't really date anyone, and I really wasn't interested. I had gotten laid a few times, but nothing meaningful. Mostly it was on out of town business trips, and was one night stands.

Mildred called me up and wanted to have lunch, and talk. I agreed because I wanted to find out about Charlene. It had been a long time since I even talked to her, and when I did all she wanted to do was apologize.

Mildred told me that Charlene was still living with them. She had found a new job with a couple lawyers in a nearby town. It was a couple of old men who needed a good paralegal. She loved the new job.

Mildred told me Charlene refused to even date anyone. She had people asking her out all the time, but she refused. She was still hoping I might want her back someday.

I told Mildred about how I missed Charlene, and have forgiven her. It took me awhile, but I finally came to grips with everything.

I told Her, "Now Mildred, I am not promising anything, but I would like to call Charlene, and maybe get together for a drink or something. I never actually gave her much of a chance to talk after I caught them. I was just too angry and hurt by what she did."

"Bubba, that would be great if you could just sit down with her, and listen to what she wants to tell you. She knows she made a huge mistake, and she paid a price for it." She said.

"OK Mildred, I think I finally can sit down and hear her out. I will give her a call."

I called Charlene that afternoon and set up a time to meet with her that evening at a local bar we always used to go to. Charlene was pretty excited. Mildred called me a little later to thank me, and tell me how excited Charlene felt about finally getting together with me.

I arrived a little early, got myself a beer, and grabbed us a little table away from everything where we could talk. I did a double take when Charlene walked in. She looked fantastic. She was dressed very nice. She had lost some weight, and had grown her hair out like she did in high school. Every man in the place turned and stared at her as she came in.

I walked over to greet her.

"Hello Charlene. I must say, you look so beautiful. It is good to see you."

I gave her a hug. She held onto the hug for about ten seconds, with her arms around my neck. There were tears in her eyes when she said, "Its really nice to see you too Bubba. You look pretty good yourself. I can't tell you how excited I was that you called."

We made small talk for a few minutes, then Charlene said:

"Bubba, I have spent the past year trying to figure out why I did what I did. I have no excuses, and I have accepted responsibility for what I did. You don't know how many nights I have cried myself asleep because of the pain and humiliation I caused our family, and the fact that I lost the man I love most in my life. I had no feelings for Howard. Yes, he was a smooth talker. He told me things I like to hear. I'm convinced he did manipulate me in a way I will never understand."

She was crying a little bit now, so she stopped to get a Kleenex out if her purse. She went on:

"I love you Bubba more than anything in this world. I would give anything to turn back the clock. I know the kids were pretty mad at me at first, but they soon realized how I regretted my mistake, and have forgiven me. I think what I need most is to hear you say that you can forgive me. If you can, then I will step aside and let you move on with your life."

"Your right Charlene. I was humiliated, and I was so hurt by what you did. It's hard to watch a video of the woman you love so much for so long fucking another man. I was also mad at you, which is why I punished the both of you the way I did. I am sorry for that. It was probably a little over the top." I said.

I took a drink of beer and went on.

"I was finally able to come to grips with everything, and realized that I could forgive you. I also realized that I miss you so much. I want to ask you something Charlene, and I want an honest answer. Are you seeing, or dating anyone right now, and have you fucked anyone else since our divorce?

"No Bubba, I have not. You can ask my mom and dad. I have not had one date, or been with anyone. I have been asked quite a few times, but didn't want to. To be honest, I kept holding out hope that you might want me back someday." She said.

"Well Charlene, the thing is, that someday is here. I want you back. I just have to know that I can trust you."

She threw her arms around me and kissed me. In fact, she practically had her tongue down the back of my throat. People started staring at us.

"Oh yes Bubba. I promise on a stack of bibles that you will always be able to trust me. I love you Bubba, and will spend the rest of our lives showing you."

"Well Charlene, then I think we need to get home and make love as soon as possible. Tomorrow we can go get all your stuff and move you back in."

I think Charlene probably gave me the best blow job of my life on the way home. We left her car at the bar. She wanted to ride in my truck with me. She said she didn't want to wait until we got home to get my dick in her mouth. Who was I to argue?

By the time we got in bed, I had recovered, and was able to last a long time inside her. She was so horny. She probably had two or three orgasm before I finally shot my load in her. It felt good to be lying next to the woman I loved so much. Let's hope she learned a lesson, but most of all, she learned you don't fuck with Bubba.

Epilogue:

I waited about a year before I asked Charlene to marry me again. I had to be sure I could trust her.

Right after we got married I was approached by Shell Oil to buy my business. My business had grown so much. I had over 250 employees, and was working oil fields all over the United States. I was getting tired, and ready to retire. I was traveling some, but I had a right hand man who took care of most of it for me. When I did travel, Charlene went with me. I was making so much money, she didn't need to work.

The bottom line was that they offered me 30 million for everything. I took it, and bought a big ranch in the Texas Hill Country. Charlene and I retired to the ranch, raising some cattle and horses. Both kids were now married, and we had three grandkids. They visited often, and of course we spoil them rotten. Rarely a day goes by that Charlene doesn't thank me for giving her a second chance. We are as happy as we have ever been.

As for old Howard, I don't really know what happened to him. I know his wife really socked it to him in the divorce. He was given very limited visitation rights with his kids. He moved away pretty quickly. His ex wife also moved sometime later. I really don't care about the asshole. He did get his car out of the pool, and there never were any repercussions for me concerning that incident. It was pretty funny though. A lot of people came by the pool to look at it. Even Charlene admitted it was pretty cool seeing a red BMW at the bottom of the pool.

Well, there you have it. Charlene and I will grow old together, and we plan on being buried next to each other on our ranch. One thing is for certain, and Charlene knows this better than anyone, you just don't fuck with Bubba.