This is one of those stories that leave the readers with contraditory feelings...
This is one of those stories that leave the readers with contraditory feelings...But the main point is that this man was at heart a negociator...He could destroy the lover's marriage, but he decided this way to deal with it...One point: the lover or the cheating wife never thought about the missing clothes!! The house didn't have holes...After thinking well I decided for a 3* for its originality...
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Anonymous12/08/15
many times the guy is supposed to be so great at his job....
but the idiocy displayed in his personal life doesn't match up with his supposed success in business. What is good about this little yarn, is that you SHOW (not tell) us that he IS that "good" in the business world. Originality IS to be rewarded here in LW. So THANKS for a newish idea! But still, this cries out for a little more of the homelife situation. All we get from the wife is a stutter, whimper, and then.... nothing. The device of making Ken pay for her "time", should have been the springboard to a larger and bigger confrontation. This story needed more of Carly's response and background info to justify why he would want the marriage to continue. You pose the motivation of buying a classic motorcycle in one sentance at the end, but relay nothing about the ACTUAL state of the marriage post discovery.
In the end, the take away feeling is that this guy is actually cold hearted, reconcilliation is unjustified, and the future (while uncertain), is looking like further pain is on the horizon. At the end of the day, he deals with her cheating by becoming her pimp and whoring her out?
Well OK, may be......
But ACTUALLY, that isn't that original of an idea afterall, and rarely makes even a fitting punchline to a joke.
But, I say this to myself to remind myself and others NOT to take fluff like this so seriously. So no worries author. We WILL come to understand that no business contracts were harmed in the writing of this 3 star flash tale!
He showed almost 0 emotions throughout.
Not what I'd picture at all from someone in his position.
...but perhaps you were just glossing over the emotional turmoil part for the flash-story's sake. Too bad for all that it was really supposed to be the most interesting part.
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Anonymous12/08/15
Really!
So i guess we know why his is not a normal reaction.
It would have been better to just ddmand as many trysts with Kens wife.
and would very much like to see the tale continued. What happened to the wife? The marraige? Did he get the car or divorce? What is the reason she strayed? What needs was hubby not meeting that caused her to succumb to temptation? What Ron someone she knew before, or just a one night stand that turned into something more?
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Anonymous12/08/15
stupid
but was actually kind of funny. should be in humor. 4*
Mercenary Marriage assumes ( bottom- line) position
Everything's negotiable except for the five star rating I'm assessing to this whacky and scewed flash story. Full marks ! *****
by
Anonymous12/08/15
This was great
Something a bit different. Not everyone succumbs to emotion in difficult moments. This guy is a business man and a problem solver. He used his strongest skills to address the problem. The interloper paid, literally. The wife was shown to be what she is, less than a whore. A whore is at least a business person who is paid for her efforts.
An additional chapter could be interesting, but perversely would probably satisfy few. As it is, the ending allows us all to imagine the postscript of out choice. I imagine him with the car. A new ride courtesy of the interloper, since the guy ruined his old ride. The ex-wife? Who cares where she is now.
5*
Yeah, there have been other stories where the spouse charges the asshole for use of their partner. But usually its a husband charging for raising bastard children. This was a different twist, which was refreshing.
What happens to the marriage is a different story I guess, that so far you have chosen not to tell. And that's OK. But it is the more interesting story. Since we have no information on the wife's current and previous activities, motives, or what the problem is in their marriage, we can't really appreciate the full impact of his actions. Since he is money oriented you would suspect he will go forward in whatever way maximizes his financial advantage. So I would suspect he would immediately start planning for the end of his marriage, understanding that it may be some time before that end occurs. And while the details could be dramatic and interesting, I suspect it will be the typical divorce. So, maybe not worth the time to write your version of that story. Unless of course you can make it equally original to this story.
Hope he enjoys the Triumph but I think he should go for a Porsche.
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Anonymous12/08/15
sick
More sick B.T.B stories and should be posted in non erotic..
by
Anonymous12/08/15
Anyone know that this site is litEROTICA?
Another non-erotic story. OK, so this one doesn't go over the top to show how "manly" the male protagonist is, he's just a cold-hearted mercenary jerk who I wouldn't want to know. But what is supposed to be erotic about this story?
Like your style. xoxoxox Annette
PS what was she worth per day?
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Anonymous12/08/15
Oh my gosh!
I was stunned at how he handled it, because it's so close to what I did. I overheard my father when I was very young, if my mom ever cheated on him, he would whore her out. I never forgot that.
So when I caught my wife in bed with her ex-boyfriend 6 years into our marriage, I simple stood at the doorway and snapped about 400 pictures. My camera had a drive motor and it took a shot every few microseconds, about 20 per second. I caught everything in high definition! I hadn't even suspected her, she told me she was coming off the pill so we could finally start our family. Of course I was overjoyed and we had made love several times that day, although I didn't learn it wasn't me she was thinking of.
Of course, they leapt apart and she began crying. My love for her really had died in those few seconds and her tears meant nothing. My 1911 in .45 acp was in my hand and I pulled it out, marching Tom to the spare bedroom after locking the door, keeping my wife inside. They were old crude locks from a century past, taking just a skeleton key, but I had the key! Tom was naked and I had him take a seat on the bed. The first thing I told him was I was about to give him a series of question and his life hinged on his answers. I would query him first, then my wife. If they didn't jive, I was going to be back.
He told me they had been screwing during the day, almost every day except my wife's period, while I was at work, for almost exactly three months. I also found out they usually screwed twice and it took about 2 hours of fucking and sucking. He was unemployed but had moved back in with his wife, trying to reconcile, he had cheated on her before. they were living on her paycheck and a pretty good savings account. Go figure. I locked that door before I went back to my wife.
My wife's story jived with his. She tried the tears, tried the "oh, I love you and I'm so sorry." She had already dress and I dragged her ass and his clothes back with me. She was crying, screaming about how much she loved me the entire way. I let him dress and then asked him to bring out the check he had hidden away in his wallet. I told him he owed me $100 per hour, retroactively. I figured they had fucked 21 days for three months and he owed me for 63 days. That came to $12,600 and I expected payment in full before he left the house. Of course, he was angry, my wife was horrified that I would pimp her out but I made it plain I was serious and he wasn't going to leave except $12,600 lighter.
Tom made the check out and I forced him to write at the bottom, where it says 'for'. I made him write sex with Janet. After handing it to me, he started to storm out, but I waved the muzzle in his direction and told him to take a seat, we needed to get things straight. And by that, I explained he was to stop by everyday for sex with my wife. Every. Single. Day. If not, I had a shitload of pictures his wife was going to love. He didn't have to spent the two hours and if he wanted only a half hour, that was going to be $75, so he might as well double it for $25 more. Before he left, I made sure he knew I was serious.
The moment the door closed, my wife attacked me with her fists and feet, screaming about me pimping her out. I pushed her away and told her we would talk later when she was calmer and Tom's sperm wasn't running down her leg. That took her aback and I left, driving directly to Tom and Julie's (his wife) bank. I cashed the check and took it home in a lump sum. My wife was nowhere to be found, until I checked her 'crib' as I came to call it. I found her when I began to move my clothes and stuff to the spare room. She just stared at me, with stages of rage, sorrow, pity, you name the emotion.
I stayed home from work the next day, just to make sure Tom showed up. He did and his anger showed. My wife, angry with me, made a big show of making me see her take his hand and lead him to her 'crib'. I just laughed and waited for my money, I had held up a stopwatch as they walked by. I could heard my wife making a big show of it, moaning, screaming his name out, etc. After 58 minutes, I banged on the door and told him time was up, or his cost was about to double. The door flew open and he followed me down the hall. Janet was right behind him with her robe hanging open so I could see the results of their tryst. I just smiled and held out my hand and Tom laid two fifties in my hand, his face showing me how angry he really was. I chuckled right before he closed the door.
I had taken off two weeks of much needed vacation time, making sure I was there for their fuck each day. Keeping track of how many days it was until her next period, I took that amount of time off, laughing quietly to myself. You see, I had taken a needle and poked a hole in every rubber I had left in her 'crib', left over from before we decided for her to conceive. Each day I was there, each day Tom handed me $100. Stick with me, it gets even better.
When it came time for her period, I saw Janet become worried. I went back to work but explained the $100 had better be on the living room table or the pictures went to Julie. I laughed when over the next 5 days, there was a hundred dollar bill. I let her take weekends off, IF she wanted. Otherwise, she was to produce my $100. Two weeks after she was supposed to have started her period, Janet had become withdrawn and distraught. It was to become worse. You see, I had told to of my closest friends about what I had found and how I dealt with it. They thought it was awesome, but then William surprised me. He asked, "how much for a friends and family discount." Oh my!
The next day, a Saturday, Tom wasn't scheduled to show. Instead, William and Donnie showed. Janet looked at me like I had grown a second head when they each gave me a $50 bill and I told them one at a time, but they had 45 minutes with her! She began screaming at me she wasn't a whore but I laughed in her face and told her she had shown me she was a whore and I was going to make money off her skanky ass. She was still screaming at me when William followed her into her 'crib'! Both men got their nut, each using their own condoms after I told them about the hole filled ones in the room. I was $100 richer not only Saturday, but they came back on Sunday for seconds. Janet didn't complain, merely accepted she was a whore.
Tom was waiting for me when I got home on Monday. Somehow, I was expecting it. You see, while they were each married, they had real feelings for one another. He attempted to jump me, but my .45 was in my pocket and I drew it immediately. He was enraged, wondering how I could pimp my own wife out and I merely raised an eyebrow at him. I let him know it could stop immediately, no one would fuck her and he could quit paying for it. That raised both their antennae's! They were quickly dejected when I said for each time he fucked Janet, I got to fuck Julie. He just had to set it up for me so we could begin. If I thought he was angry beforehand, he was almost out of control. I laughed and asked him why it was okay for him to fuck my wife, but no one but him was allowed to fuck his? I actually prepared to shoot and kill him, as angry as he was.
Janet took it for almost 5 months. By then she was showing and when she told me we were about to become parents, I explained, no, we weren't. Then I showed her how I had been poking a hole in each condom, so she and Tom were about to be parents. I also explained that he was going to be on the hook for child support, I certainly wasn't going to pay for his whelp. I took the time to remind her William and Donnie used their own rubbers.
I wasn't surprised when she was gone and her old 'crib' was cleaned out one night when I came home. It didn't take long and I found she had rented an apartment and after a week, I had five photo's of Tom coming out of her door. I ran off all the pictures and sent them to Julie. At the same time, I intercepted him and made him cough up another $500 for the 5 session. He was ready to beat my ass, but I told him to wait, I was going to give him his chance at some point.
Julie contacted me and I explained he had not only been fucking my wife, but that he was also her child's father. I conveniently left out I had charged him too. I was outside of his house, on the street, when she threw him out. I rolled my window down and waved at him as I pulled away, laughing as loud as I could. That dumb SOB actually followed me. Living in Tucson, I simply drove slow enough he could follow me but not pass. I took him about 30 miles into the desert before pulling over and waiting.
He jumped out of his car and even left the door open as he charged me. Although he was taller and heavier than me, Tom was a relic of the past, living in his past football wins. Me? I was a carpenter that was used to pounding nails for a living, packing boards, plywood and sheetrock for a living. Although he is 6'1" and about 240lbs and I am about 5'10" and 195lbs, I beat the living shit out of him. There was a lot of righteous rage in me and I took it all out on him in about three minutes. When I was done, yeah, I had a black eye and a bruise on my cheek, but he wasn't moving. I found out later, he had a broken arm, collarbone, and six of his fingers were broken. He also was short three teeth and had a dislocated jaw. When I drove away, I made sure he was still breathing, but I left him where he laid.
The police came by, of course. But William and Donnie both swore I was at Williams house, watching the football game with them and the only time I left there sight was to pee. They wanted to see my hands but there wasn't much to see, I had all sorts of scrapes and bruises from my job, which working with both men, they backed me up on. The next time I saw Tom, I just laughed in his face and let him know I was ready for seconds, anytime he was feeling lucky.
Janet got nothing out of the divorce except half our savings. Which was almost zero. She got $87 dollars, half of what we had saved. She tried to say I had more in cash, but couldn't tell the court where I had got it and I smiled at her when we signed the papers.
Tom and Janet married when their divorces were final and lived with their new baby in that shitty little apartment. Tom didn't look for a job, nor would he watch the new baby and Janet had to drop it off with her mom, who admittedly, loved it. Unfortunately, that left Tom being taken care of by my ex and no need for looking for work. Within six months, Janet came home to find him banging on a young blond and kicked him out. They divorced and she was left as a single mom.''
I see Janet every so often, along with her little girl. I'm pleasant, but then I can be, my wife is absolutely beautiful and we have our own new son after being married 4 years. Janet has apologized over and over but I refuse to accept it although Allison hounds me to forgive her.
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Anonymous12/09/15
Business is business!
Great, fast paced, no-nonsense story of an experienced businessman who thinks fast on his feet. Kudos for clear thinking, good planning and excellent execution!
At the end of the day, he who pays the bills sets the rules. Even Ken, fell in line, followed the rules and payed the bill.
No need to throw the wife out now, she probably respects and admires the husband now! Enjoy your new motorcycle!
I didn't plan on another chapter. I saw this as two stories precipitated by the same event (Carly screwing Ken). What happens to Ken is one story. That's the story I told. What happens to Carly is another story. I didn't plan to tell it explicitly, but you all know what Ron's choices are.
I was butt hurt that few knew that a Triumph Bonneville is not a car. It's a fine example of British motorcycle engineering. And Ron only wanted it in British Racing Green (BRG). A little retro, but a lot of fun for a guy who's all business.
Personally, in the day, I wouldn't piss on a Triumph--I was Norton all the way. But Triumphs are still made today (and well made), but Nortons are sadly history.
Many thanks to all who took the time to comment, whether you liked the story or not. LW has the most interesting commenters on the site.
His wife turned herself into a slut, and he turned himself into a pimp. Not a lot of pride or self respect here.
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Anonymous12/10/15
Too bad.
I feel sorry for the cuckold husband. It sounds like he's running on auto-pilot. He works for a living. That's what he does. He responded in a way he understood. Somewhere along the line he'll have to focus on what he saw. Then I'm afraid he'll crumble.
I gave it five, but don't know why. Is this finished? Well I'm not sure. I think our hero is in real trouble, and his wife...well only rjordan knows.
English
Interesting concept
Gave it a 4, not your usual revenge story.
Just idiocy
Funny idea, but just the stupidest idea for a story ever
WHEN DOES BUSINESS BECOME PERSONAL
by throwing sentiment in picture, TK U MLJ LV NV
This is one of those stories that leave the readers with contraditory feelings...
This is one of those stories that leave the readers with contraditory feelings...But the main point is that this man was at heart a negociator...He could destroy the lover's marriage, but he decided this way to deal with it...One point: the lover or the cheating wife never thought about the missing clothes!! The house didn't have holes...After thinking well I decided for a 3* for its originality...
many times the guy is supposed to be so great at his job....
but the idiocy displayed in his personal life doesn't match up with his supposed success in business. What is good about this little yarn, is that you SHOW (not tell) us that he IS that "good" in the business world. Originality IS to be rewarded here in LW. So THANKS for a newish idea! But still, this cries out for a little more of the homelife situation. All we get from the wife is a stutter, whimper, and then.... nothing. The device of making Ken pay for her "time", should have been the springboard to a larger and bigger confrontation. This story needed more of Carly's response and background info to justify why he would want the marriage to continue. You pose the motivation of buying a classic motorcycle in one sentance at the end, but relay nothing about the ACTUAL state of the marriage post discovery.
In the end, the take away feeling is that this guy is actually cold hearted, reconcilliation is unjustified, and the future (while uncertain), is looking like further pain is on the horizon. At the end of the day, he deals with her cheating by becoming her pimp and whoring her out?
Well OK, may be......
But ACTUALLY, that isn't that original of an idea afterall, and rarely makes even a fitting punchline to a joke.
But, I say this to myself to remind myself and others NOT to take fluff like this so seriously. So no worries author. We WILL come to understand that no business contracts were harmed in the writing of this 3 star flash tale!
Thanks much and have a great day!
What is this guy, some kind of Sociopath?
He showed almost 0 emotions throughout.
Not what I'd picture at all from someone in his position.
...but perhaps you were just glossing over the emotional turmoil part for the flash-story's sake. Too bad for all that it was really supposed to be the most interesting part.
Really!
So i guess we know why his is not a normal reaction.
It would have been better to just ddmand as many trysts with Kens wife.
3
lIked it, liked it a lot
and would very much like to see the tale continued. What happened to the wife? The marraige? Did he get the car or divorce? What is the reason she strayed? What needs was hubby not meeting that caused her to succumb to temptation? What Ron someone she knew before, or just a one night stand that turned into something more?
stupid
but was actually kind of funny. should be in humor. 4*
Mercenary Marriage assumes ( bottom- line) position
Everything's negotiable except for the five star rating I'm assessing to this whacky and scewed flash story. Full marks ! *****
This was great
Something a bit different. Not everyone succumbs to emotion in difficult moments. This guy is a business man and a problem solver. He used his strongest skills to address the problem. The interloper paid, literally. The wife was shown to be what she is, less than a whore. A whore is at least a business person who is paid for her efforts.
An additional chapter could be interesting, but perversely would probably satisfy few. As it is, the ending allows us all to imagine the postscript of out choice. I imagine him with the car. A new ride courtesy of the interloper, since the guy ruined his old ride. The ex-wife? Who cares where she is now.
5*
good
Different take on the topic. Real cute.
Very original, mostly.
Yeah, there have been other stories where the spouse charges the asshole for use of their partner. But usually its a husband charging for raising bastard children. This was a different twist, which was refreshing.
What happens to the marriage is a different story I guess, that so far you have chosen not to tell. And that's OK. But it is the more interesting story. Since we have no information on the wife's current and previous activities, motives, or what the problem is in their marriage, we can't really appreciate the full impact of his actions. Since he is money oriented you would suspect he will go forward in whatever way maximizes his financial advantage. So I would suspect he would immediately start planning for the end of his marriage, understanding that it may be some time before that end occurs. And while the details could be dramatic and interesting, I suspect it will be the typical divorce. So, maybe not worth the time to write your version of that story. Unless of course you can make it equally original to this story.
amusing?
Just how I like them.
Good
Hope he enjoys the Triumph but I think he should go for a Porsche.
sick
More sick B.T.B stories and should be posted in non erotic..
Anyone know that this site is litEROTICA?
Another non-erotic story. OK, so this one doesn't go over the top to show how "manly" the male protagonist is, he's just a cold-hearted mercenary jerk who I wouldn't want to know. But what is supposed to be erotic about this story?
Loved it!
I got a kick out of it and had a good laugh!
Good idea and well written!
Nice twist, good story
Like your style. xoxoxox Annette
PS what was she worth per day?
Oh my gosh!
I was stunned at how he handled it, because it's so close to what I did. I overheard my father when I was very young, if my mom ever cheated on him, he would whore her out. I never forgot that.
So when I caught my wife in bed with her ex-boyfriend 6 years into our marriage, I simple stood at the doorway and snapped about 400 pictures. My camera had a drive motor and it took a shot every few microseconds, about 20 per second. I caught everything in high definition! I hadn't even suspected her, she told me she was coming off the pill so we could finally start our family. Of course I was overjoyed and we had made love several times that day, although I didn't learn it wasn't me she was thinking of.
Of course, they leapt apart and she began crying. My love for her really had died in those few seconds and her tears meant nothing. My 1911 in .45 acp was in my hand and I pulled it out, marching Tom to the spare bedroom after locking the door, keeping my wife inside. They were old crude locks from a century past, taking just a skeleton key, but I had the key! Tom was naked and I had him take a seat on the bed. The first thing I told him was I was about to give him a series of question and his life hinged on his answers. I would query him first, then my wife. If they didn't jive, I was going to be back.
He told me they had been screwing during the day, almost every day except my wife's period, while I was at work, for almost exactly three months. I also found out they usually screwed twice and it took about 2 hours of fucking and sucking. He was unemployed but had moved back in with his wife, trying to reconcile, he had cheated on her before. they were living on her paycheck and a pretty good savings account. Go figure. I locked that door before I went back to my wife.
My wife's story jived with his. She tried the tears, tried the "oh, I love you and I'm so sorry." She had already dress and I dragged her ass and his clothes back with me. She was crying, screaming about how much she loved me the entire way. I let him dress and then asked him to bring out the check he had hidden away in his wallet. I told him he owed me $100 per hour, retroactively. I figured they had fucked 21 days for three months and he owed me for 63 days. That came to $12,600 and I expected payment in full before he left the house. Of course, he was angry, my wife was horrified that I would pimp her out but I made it plain I was serious and he wasn't going to leave except $12,600 lighter.
Tom made the check out and I forced him to write at the bottom, where it says 'for'. I made him write sex with Janet. After handing it to me, he started to storm out, but I waved the muzzle in his direction and told him to take a seat, we needed to get things straight. And by that, I explained he was to stop by everyday for sex with my wife. Every. Single. Day. If not, I had a shitload of pictures his wife was going to love. He didn't have to spent the two hours and if he wanted only a half hour, that was going to be $75, so he might as well double it for $25 more. Before he left, I made sure he knew I was serious.
The moment the door closed, my wife attacked me with her fists and feet, screaming about me pimping her out. I pushed her away and told her we would talk later when she was calmer and Tom's sperm wasn't running down her leg. That took her aback and I left, driving directly to Tom and Julie's (his wife) bank. I cashed the check and took it home in a lump sum. My wife was nowhere to be found, until I checked her 'crib' as I came to call it. I found her when I began to move my clothes and stuff to the spare room. She just stared at me, with stages of rage, sorrow, pity, you name the emotion.
I stayed home from work the next day, just to make sure Tom showed up. He did and his anger showed. My wife, angry with me, made a big show of making me see her take his hand and lead him to her 'crib'. I just laughed and waited for my money, I had held up a stopwatch as they walked by. I could heard my wife making a big show of it, moaning, screaming his name out, etc. After 58 minutes, I banged on the door and told him time was up, or his cost was about to double. The door flew open and he followed me down the hall. Janet was right behind him with her robe hanging open so I could see the results of their tryst. I just smiled and held out my hand and Tom laid two fifties in my hand, his face showing me how angry he really was. I chuckled right before he closed the door.
I had taken off two weeks of much needed vacation time, making sure I was there for their fuck each day. Keeping track of how many days it was until her next period, I took that amount of time off, laughing quietly to myself. You see, I had taken a needle and poked a hole in every rubber I had left in her 'crib', left over from before we decided for her to conceive. Each day I was there, each day Tom handed me $100. Stick with me, it gets even better.
When it came time for her period, I saw Janet become worried. I went back to work but explained the $100 had better be on the living room table or the pictures went to Julie. I laughed when over the next 5 days, there was a hundred dollar bill. I let her take weekends off, IF she wanted. Otherwise, she was to produce my $100. Two weeks after she was supposed to have started her period, Janet had become withdrawn and distraught. It was to become worse. You see, I had told to of my closest friends about what I had found and how I dealt with it. They thought it was awesome, but then William surprised me. He asked, "how much for a friends and family discount." Oh my!
The next day, a Saturday, Tom wasn't scheduled to show. Instead, William and Donnie showed. Janet looked at me like I had grown a second head when they each gave me a $50 bill and I told them one at a time, but they had 45 minutes with her! She began screaming at me she wasn't a whore but I laughed in her face and told her she had shown me she was a whore and I was going to make money off her skanky ass. She was still screaming at me when William followed her into her 'crib'! Both men got their nut, each using their own condoms after I told them about the hole filled ones in the room. I was $100 richer not only Saturday, but they came back on Sunday for seconds. Janet didn't complain, merely accepted she was a whore.
Tom was waiting for me when I got home on Monday. Somehow, I was expecting it. You see, while they were each married, they had real feelings for one another. He attempted to jump me, but my .45 was in my pocket and I drew it immediately. He was enraged, wondering how I could pimp my own wife out and I merely raised an eyebrow at him. I let him know it could stop immediately, no one would fuck her and he could quit paying for it. That raised both their antennae's! They were quickly dejected when I said for each time he fucked Janet, I got to fuck Julie. He just had to set it up for me so we could begin. If I thought he was angry beforehand, he was almost out of control. I laughed and asked him why it was okay for him to fuck my wife, but no one but him was allowed to fuck his? I actually prepared to shoot and kill him, as angry as he was.
Janet took it for almost 5 months. By then she was showing and when she told me we were about to become parents, I explained, no, we weren't. Then I showed her how I had been poking a hole in each condom, so she and Tom were about to be parents. I also explained that he was going to be on the hook for child support, I certainly wasn't going to pay for his whelp. I took the time to remind her William and Donnie used their own rubbers.
I wasn't surprised when she was gone and her old 'crib' was cleaned out one night when I came home. It didn't take long and I found she had rented an apartment and after a week, I had five photo's of Tom coming out of her door. I ran off all the pictures and sent them to Julie. At the same time, I intercepted him and made him cough up another $500 for the 5 session. He was ready to beat my ass, but I told him to wait, I was going to give him his chance at some point.
Julie contacted me and I explained he had not only been fucking my wife, but that he was also her child's father. I conveniently left out I had charged him too. I was outside of his house, on the street, when she threw him out. I rolled my window down and waved at him as I pulled away, laughing as loud as I could. That dumb SOB actually followed me. Living in Tucson, I simply drove slow enough he could follow me but not pass. I took him about 30 miles into the desert before pulling over and waiting.
He jumped out of his car and even left the door open as he charged me. Although he was taller and heavier than me, Tom was a relic of the past, living in his past football wins. Me? I was a carpenter that was used to pounding nails for a living, packing boards, plywood and sheetrock for a living. Although he is 6'1" and about 240lbs and I am about 5'10" and 195lbs, I beat the living shit out of him. There was a lot of righteous rage in me and I took it all out on him in about three minutes. When I was done, yeah, I had a black eye and a bruise on my cheek, but he wasn't moving. I found out later, he had a broken arm, collarbone, and six of his fingers were broken. He also was short three teeth and had a dislocated jaw. When I drove away, I made sure he was still breathing, but I left him where he laid.
The police came by, of course. But William and Donnie both swore I was at Williams house, watching the football game with them and the only time I left there sight was to pee. They wanted to see my hands but there wasn't much to see, I had all sorts of scrapes and bruises from my job, which working with both men, they backed me up on. The next time I saw Tom, I just laughed in his face and let him know I was ready for seconds, anytime he was feeling lucky.
Janet got nothing out of the divorce except half our savings. Which was almost zero. She got $87 dollars, half of what we had saved. She tried to say I had more in cash, but couldn't tell the court where I had got it and I smiled at her when we signed the papers.
Tom and Janet married when their divorces were final and lived with their new baby in that shitty little apartment. Tom didn't look for a job, nor would he watch the new baby and Janet had to drop it off with her mom, who admittedly, loved it. Unfortunately, that left Tom being taken care of by my ex and no need for looking for work. Within six months, Janet came home to find him banging on a young blond and kicked him out. They divorced and she was left as a single mom.''
I see Janet every so often, along with her little girl. I'm pleasant, but then I can be, my wife is absolutely beautiful and we have our own new son after being married 4 years. Janet has apologized over and over but I refuse to accept it although Allison hounds me to forgive her.
Business is business!
Great, fast paced, no-nonsense story of an experienced businessman who thinks fast on his feet. Kudos for clear thinking, good planning and excellent execution!
At the end of the day, he who pays the bills sets the rules. Even Ken, fell in line, followed the rules and payed the bill.
No need to throw the wife out now, she probably respects and admires the husband now! Enjoy your new motorcycle!
great story
I loved the logic, and it was very funny and original. *****
Very satisfactory
Much result better than getting emotional or angry.
Good Story
I am usually not into revenge stories but this was a very well thought out and written one.
Enjoyable story
I usually go on the LW site to read about erotic and even sometimes forbidden sex but this was a well written and enjoyable story so I gave it 5*
Great start. Please continue.
This is actually a good ambiguous ending, but I have to know what he chooses. I like the originality of his reaction.
Very clever! 4*
If there is a part 2, you could have Carly casually mention that she met a guy who interested her and who was loaded. Perhaps a new arrangement?
Clever...
but unfinished, so not a complete story.
No plans for Chapter 2
I didn't plan on another chapter. I saw this as two stories precipitated by the same event (Carly screwing Ken). What happens to Ken is one story. That's the story I told. What happens to Carly is another story. I didn't plan to tell it explicitly, but you all know what Ron's choices are.
I was butt hurt that few knew that a Triumph Bonneville is not a car. It's a fine example of British motorcycle engineering. And Ron only wanted it in British Racing Green (BRG). A little retro, but a lot of fun for a guy who's all business.
Personally, in the day, I wouldn't piss on a Triumph--I was Norton all the way. But Triumphs are still made today (and well made), but Nortons are sadly history.
Many thanks to all who took the time to comment, whether you liked the story or not. LW has the most interesting commenters on the site.
Pimp
His wife turned herself into a slut, and he turned himself into a pimp. Not a lot of pride or self respect here.
Too bad.
I feel sorry for the cuckold husband. It sounds like he's running on auto-pilot. He works for a living. That's what he does. He responded in a way he understood. Somewhere along the line he'll have to focus on what he saw. Then I'm afraid he'll crumble.
I gave it five, but don't know why. Is this finished? Well I'm not sure. I think our hero is in real trouble, and his wife...well only rjordan knows.
Fun Story*****
Very amusing and different, Thanks for sharing.
Not
the usual story. but
tThen business is business!
Might as well collect on her
It's not as if he's ever going to want to dip his wick in her again.
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