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MARRIAGE VOWS 101
instead of honor its trust, TK U MLJ LV NV
In the end
He choose to divorce her because he was ensure if what he hear was the truth or not BECAUSE HE WAS TOO STUPIDE TO BE SURE THE RECORDER WAS EXACTLY WHERE HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IF HE WANTED TRICK HIS WIFE WITH A SECOND RECORDER. In the end the second record is useless. Even his father give to wife a second chance after she actually cheated him, and his wife was actually a slut. And I know about the broken trust but it could have helped on the long run.
Last Poster
It was tricky trying to understand your post, but I think you were trying to say he should stay married to her. I don't think so! Staying married to her would be standing on a sidewalk with a piano held aloft by a fraying rope. It is going to come crashing down, the only question is when. Is he going to be an idiot and stand there, or is he going to do the sane thing and get the bleep out of there? His dad should have kicked his mom out the first time but they had a young child and had the screws put to him by both families. His dad finally learned a hard lesson and passed it down to his son. I agree with Frank 100%, he could not live like that.
I believe
JPB kept us in suspense until the end. Maybe I feel that way because I could have lived with divorce or reconciliation. Reconciliation would have needed him telling her if he even suspected she was cheating.... I know, that would be like standing under the hoisted piano, and the ropes had already broken. JPB did repeat some thing - generally no more than 1-3 paragraphs later.
JPB Does It Again
JPB, you are amazing. The volume of your work is impressive, but its very high quality is what makes it amazing. Thanks!
missed a call
Frank followed the logic, just not far enough.
He said Tammy and Debbie were very close so he could not see Debbie getting Tammy's husband to cheat on her.
What he should have said that the only way she would do that was if Tammy and Dennis had already cheated.
Well that was funny
But Bob - I have to ask you. Do you have a hard on for someone in real life named Frank? Because the Frank's in your stories all seem like dumb nuts. And they're constantly getting shit on. It's kinda funny. Kinda like the Nancy's and Bev's that show up repeatedly as sluts and whores. Another good story. As always a few questions linger.
WELL...THAT IS ONE WAY TO GO
Yet there is always a Plan B.C.D. etc. TK U MLJ LV NV
good story
aside from his background, there was two more things to consider. when the kids finally came would they be his, and would she wait till they had a nice house to start. plus there's the problem with stopping maybe, along with catching STD, because Dennis was already fucking around with strange, and she was told that.
GREAT story
And one that I can commiserate with.
I was always told to either marry a virgin or a slut. A virgin didn't know what she had or might be missing, a slut had had it all so if she married you, she was happy with you. I screwed up bad.
I married a girl who had two boyfriends. The first one that popped her cherry was HUNG. In a drunken moment of lapsed judgment, she told me was about 8 1/2" long, but THICK. Thicker than her wrist, much thicker. They broke up because the guy, Tom, decided he should share his cock with multiple women.
Her second boyfriend had a LONG cock, she figured about 9", because he was longer than her first. It was just that he had a very skinny cock. Then he hit her so she shitcanned him before he could do it again.
Then we got together and she took my cherry and declared my cock to be just right. About 7 1/2" but pretty thick at over 6" around, she said it was just right. I thought she was perfect too and we married. I was so in love, perhaps because she was my first, but I thought she loved me too. There was never any indication she was anything but happy with me.
Then one night she didn't want to mess around after I came home from work. She damned near fought me, if I had pushed things. That was the first time in our 18 months of marriage. It was shocking and confusing to me. Jodi didn't work and did a fabulous job of keeping our place just perfect looking, inside and out. But something wasn't right and I needed to find out.
Borrowing a buddy's van, I took a couple days off work (I worked nights). Parking across the street, I settled down to watch. Having left at my regular time, 8 pm, I wasn't surprised when Tom's '66 Camaro pulled in in front of our house. Jodi was waiting and ready and came almost skipping out. That alone almost broke my heart. Not only had she reconnected with him the moment he moved back to town, she was happy with the cheater who had left her.
I followed them to his parents house. Tom had came back to town because of his mom dying, his dad having passed away when he was young. So he took up residence in his moms place, the same place my wife said she lost her virginity. I didn't exactly follow them but as soon as I saw the direction they were going, I just headed straight for his house, taking my time. As I drove by, they were walking toward his front door, holding her hand.
Did they fuck? Don't care. I really don't fucking care. I drove away because I didn't want to see the bedroom light come on. Instead, I drove to my former home, a rental, and packed all my shit as fast as I could. Anything that wasn't mine specifically, I left. Things I took were my laptop, clothes, guns my grandpa had left me and other personal items. My cellphone and ring I left on the kitchen table, then I drove away.
Two months later I had found a new job about 1340 miles from my hometown. I had lived in my truck, eating PB&J sandwiches until I got it and then my first paycheck. I didn't even bother to check in with my parents or friends, other than a quick call to my folks telling them Jodi had cheated on me and I had left. They were sorry, both really liked her. After six months I had actually bought a tiny house on a small piece of property and had a cellphone again. Calling my folks, I just checked in to let them know where I was and that I was alive.
They told me some interesting stories, I'm not sure I can believe. They had a heckuva long talk with my wife, telling her what I'd seen and what I suspected. She was horrified, telling them nothing like that happened, she was going over to give her ex a woman's idea on how to redecorate his folks house so that it would be his, instead of him living in their house. She would never cheat on me, she loved me and Tom was part of her past. They asked me to call her and talk, giving her a chance to tell her side.
I know what I saw. I saw her kiss and slide over next to him when she got in that old car, one she had fucked him in many many times. I saw them hold hands on the way to his front door and you don't do any of that if you are just going to just measuring fucking drapes. I told my folks that and went back to my life. But in the meantime, I called my buddy who lent me his van and asked him for a favor. He came through big and in the next week, I was ready.
I called Jodi. She sounded so glad to hear my voice and swore nothing happened, I had imagined more than what happened. She was so sincere and wanted me to either come home or let her know where I was so she could come to me. She wanted to have my babies. So I asked her how much she loved me and she let me know, more than life itself. Asking her if she still had the same email address, she said she did so I told her to fire up her laptop, I had something for her. I sent her an attached file, but I also sent it to my folks, her folks, Tom (yes, I had his address!), her siblings and her boss.
I heard her gasp and start to cry when she opened it. It was pictures of her riding Tom's cock in his living room, bedroom and yes, even his '66 Camaro. My buddy was thorough! She also saw the multiple addresses and realized what I did. When I hung up, she sounded almost hysterical.
That was 4 years ago and we're divorced. She moved in with Tom and from what I understood, was pregnant within a few months. Over the past 4 years he pounded 3 babies into her and then she caught him fucking her best friend, again. She moved out and is divorcing him.
Me? I married a virgin, the second time around. She seems satisfied. I know I sure as hell am.
At least he reached the right conclusion
No trust = no marriage. At least not one that would survive in the long run. Well done Bob.
What Was Frank's Decision?
Did I miss it? The decision, did he make it? Where was I? To see a lawyer? Was that his decision? I would of thought that you could of carried the story through to the end of the divorce at least. Again no true ending to the story. You have WAY to many stories with No True Ending.
Rushed Ending!
Divorce due to lack of trust. Wise man!
Never did reveal who Deb's mystery love was but have to conclude that it was the one who got away,Frank.
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