I had picked up a fresh Bud from the cooler and was chatting with Sue as we walked across the pool deck. My back was to the pool as we discussed Sue’s new job. In the background behind me, I heard splashing and giggling. I stopped talking and listened, and surely it was Katlyn’s giggle. After twelve years, there was no doubt about it.
I started to turn, but Sue grabbed my arm, squeezing it hard. “Tony, don’t turn around!”
The look on Sue’s face was a concern, which elevated my radar instantly. I pulled my arm free and turned, looking toward the shrills and giggles. Sue pulled me back around. She looked up at me, and the look on her face was some level of fear. “Come on, Tony, it is nothing. They are just playing around.”
I didn’t know what Sue was talking about. She tried again to grab my arm, but I pulled away and turned. As I looked at the pool, I saw three people splashing around. There were two men sandwiching the woman between them. They were kissing and grabbing her. She seemed to be loving it, giggling, and letting out sharp little screeches now and then.
It was then that my brain reconnected, and I saw my wife being seduced or molested, either word was appropriate, by Sue’s son Jackson and her husband John. Sue tried to pull me back around, but I jerked my arm away and shouted, “Don’t Touch Me,” I was very loud, and everyone heard me. Then I noticed the top of my wife’s small bikini floating in the pool. She was half-naked or maybe completely naked. I didn’t know which, but I was disgusted at the sight before me.
I turned and looked at Sue with anger in my eyes. Without a word, I handed Sue my half-empty beer, turned, and walked into the house. As I walked away, Sue screamed, “Katlyn, Tony is leaving!”
As I reached the door, I heard wet feet slapping on the tiled pool deck behind me, and my wife yelled, “Tony, don’t go, please. We were playing around. Please don’t go!”
I paid her no attention and continued through the house to the front door. I stopped at the door and turned. What I saw shocked me, but it was what I had expected after seeing her top floating in the pool. My wife stood looking at me. She was completely naked, trying to cover herself with her hands. What a disgusting sight she was. She was soaking wet, dripping on the floor. Her makeup was all over her face, and her lips stick was smeared, making her look like a clown. There had been a lot more going on than just splashing around.
I said three words to Katlyn, “You disgust me!” Then, I turned and walked out the front door, slamming it in her face.
I jogged to my SUV and quickly drove off. Leaving Katlyn as she ran down the front walk screaming,” Tony, don’t go, don’t leave me here! I love you!”
Her words were what would be expected from her as she panicked. But what I needed to hear was. “I am sorry!”
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Oh God, Tony left me here. Shit, I have really fucked up.
Then I realized I was standing on the front walk completely naked. I ran back up to the house. Sue was standing by the front door. She handed me my clothes and bag. “Katlyn, I think you should leave now. The boys are drunk. Things could get worse if you stay.”
“What?” I gasped as I pulled on my shorts and polo shirt.
“You are kicking me out. It was your son and husband that started the whole fucking thing, and you kept Tony occupied so they could play with me. What kind of friend are you? Now my life is fucked up, and you are kicking me out. What the fuck?”
I was confused, angry, and scared.
“How am I going to get home?”
“I called Uber. He will be here in a couple of minutes. I am being a friend, though it may not seem like it. It would be best if you went home now. I will call Tony and explain what happened, but you must leave here and go to him. He was pretty upset when he stormed off. Trust me, you will thank me later. I will take care of the boys. They should not have done that to you. I am sorry, though you did seem to be liking it!”
“I am a little drunk, and your husband and son were all over me. They took off my bikini and started to feel me up when Tony saw them. Damn you for letting this get started. I must blame myself, too, but you should have stopped it! Damn you, Sue!”
Just then, Uber showed up. I looked at Sue with tears in my eyes. “Sue, you better help me with Tony. If not, you will have another divorced friend! God Damnit!”
I walked away to the car, got in, and we drove off.
We had a fifteen-minute ride, so I called Tony. It rang once and went straight to phone mail. I texted him but have yet to receive a response. Oh God, I was in bad trouble.
When we arrived, the house was dark. It had been less than thirty minutes since Tony drove off, so why wasn’t he here? Where was he?
I walked into the house and turned on some lights. I went from room to room, looking for Tony. He was not here. He had not come home, so where was he?
I felt nasty, so I went to shower, hoping Tony would come home before I finished and we could discuss what had happened. I wished that Sue would have talked to him, too.
I finished my shower and dried. I slipped on a short silk robe and went looking for Tony again. I looked to see if his truck was in the garage. It wasn’t. Fuck where was he?
It was almost 11:00 p.m., so he should have come home by now.
I poured a chilled Chardonnay and waited for Tony in the living room.
The clock ticked along, and soon an hour had passed, then two and three. I was tired and must have fallen asleep on the sofa. I woke up at almost 4:00 a.m. I had to pee. I turned off the lights and went to our bedroom bath.
As I entered the bedroom, the moonlight shone through the blinds. I could see that the bed was empty. There was no Tony! Where in the world could he be? I started to panic now. I knew he was angry, but not this angry. Why hadn’t he come home? I was worried.
I found my phone and called him, straight to phone mail. I texted him, but I am still waiting for a response.
It was the middle of the fucking night, but I called Sue. The call went to phone mail. I called her repeatedly, and then finally, on the fourth call, Sue answered in a whisper. “Katlyn, what do you want?”
“My husband! He has not come home. Where is he, Sue? Did you call him like you said you would? What did he say?” I was panicked now and needed answers.
There was a long silence. Then, “Katlyn, I don’t know where he is. I called him, and he was very ugly to me. He sounded drunk when I finally got hold of him. It was almost midnight. He was at a bar, for sure. I couldn’t talk with him in his state. He kept calling me a bitch and you a slut. He vowed to kick my husband and son’s ass. He also told me he was going to divorce you for cheating!”
“Oh God, Tony said that he was going to divorce me?” I asked in a real panic now.
“Yes, but that was the alcohol talking. He will not divorce you over what happened. It will work out. I will have Evan talk to him tomorrow. He will meet with him and defuse this whole mess. Evan will apologize, and it will all blow over.”
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Oh God, would Tony divorce me? We were playing around, and nothing had happened yet, though I am sure that if things had continued, it would have been bad, and the pair would have probably seduced me. Their hands were on me, and I was getting turned on when Tony reacted, and Sue called to me.
Now I was home alone, not knowing where Tony was. I was scared.
As I sat on the sofa wondering where Tony was and how I would make what he saw right, It hit me that we had the Find You Phone app on our phones. I opened the app and put in Tony’s phone number. Instantly, a red dot began to flash on the screen. There he was, but where was he?
I clicked on the flashing spot, and the address popped up.
“What the fuck?”
The address was, “Oh My God,” I yelled, Tony was at Sue’s house.
I grabbed my keys and bag and was out the door.
As I rode along, something didn’t seem right. I thought about the sequence of events, and suddenly, I realized I had been a victim but was now being made into the villain by all of them simultaneously. That made no sense to me… Why.
I thought back to when Tony and I first arrived. Things were normal, and we were having wine and chatting. Somehow, Sue was sitting close to Tony, and I was in the swing across from them. John was messing with the grill. The conversation was good about kids and general things. But now that I think about it, Sue was touching Tony a lot, flirting with him much more than normal. I thought nothing of it at the time, but now it seems odd.
Later, we fixed dinner. John was starting the grill. I was setting the places at the picnic table. Tony was inside with Sue. I went inside to get the steaks and saw Tony quickly pull away from Sue. It was like I had caught them doing something. I looked at them, but I blew it off as nothing.
Then, later, the events happened that have brought us to this point.
Tony and Sue were inside doing something when John grabbed me, pulling me into the pool, and we started horsing around.
Jackson, their son, arrived. He is a junior in college and plays on the Lacross team. He is very well-built and quite handsome, like his father. I surmised that the whole night had been a calculated charade planned by them all.
When Tony saw John and Jackson playing with me and that I was topless, he got mad and bolted. Sue yelled at me, and I quickly chased after him, not thinking about being naked. He stopped and barked at me that I was disgusting and left me there.
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I chased after Tony, wanting him to take me home. He just sped off, not paying any attention to me. I returned to the house, and Sue was waiting with my clothes and bag. She essentially was throwing me out. I dressed, and an Uber picked me up.
Was this part of a plan and not my fault? I thought Tony and Sue were doing something when I walked in. I believe both of them as well as John and Jackson, were all deeply involved in this whole fucking mess.
Sue had since fucked my husband, and I was supposed to be the men’s toy for the night. Tony’s reaction was real. He knew nothing about the game Sue and her husband and son had devised.
I was getting the fucking truth now.
Fifteen minutes later, I was standing on the front porch at Sue’s house. Tony’s SUV was parked on the street. The house was dark. I pounded on the door and waited. No one came. I pounded harder this time, not stopping until the porch light came on and the door opened.
I didn’t wait for an invitation; I stormed in, pushing Sue out of the way. She fell back against the door as I walked into the house. I was fuming mad as I turned and looked at her. She was in a flimsy robe, hand closed, and naked underneath. I moved close to Sue, almost touching her. I was close enough to smell cum on Sue’s breath. I was shocked. What the fuck was going on. I was familiar with the scent of her breath, and it was Tony’s cum.
I reached out and gripped Sue by her throat, squeezing hard. I had said nothing so far, but Sue knew I was mad as hell. I squeezed tighter, and she started to wiggle. Her hands were trying to free her throat. I moved my face inches from hers as I squeezed her throat even tighter.
“You cunt! Where is he, bitch? You better tell me, or I will choke the life out of you!” I demanded.
Sue’s eyes were bulging, and she was frantically trying to escape. Of course, I was choking her, so Sue could not speak to answer my question. But I was not letting her go so she could tell me.
Her legs were kicking at me, and her hands were slapping at me and gripping my wrists, trying to free my hands. I saw true fear in her eyes. I knew she was out of breath and would pass out soon. But I didn’t care. She could die right now, and it would not matter to me.
Sue began to go limp, so I let her breathe. I grabbed her by her ponytail and dragged her to her bedroom. As we passed by the family room, I saw John had passed out, lying half on and off the sofa. He was snoring loudly.
I also moved on to Jackson’s room and heard a roaring lion. At the end of the hall was the master bedroom. The door was partially open, and I saw candles flickering.
I dragged Sue to the door and kicked it open. There, laying in the bed, was Tony, with a hard-on sticking up. When he saw me, he groaned, “Oh Fuck! He scrambled to cover himself.
I pulled Sue along and threw her on the bed by her hair, keeping a large clump in mine. It could be a souvenir of the night if I decided to divorce my husband.
Sue was crying hard now, having gotten her breath back.
I stood at the side of the bed, looking at them. “Don’t either of you fucking move, or I swear I will kill the other one.
I turned and closed the door, walking quickly down the hall to the family room. I picked up a glass of liquid, unsure what it was, and threw it at John’s face. He bolted up and rubbed his eyes. Oops, it must have been beer, and it burned his eyes.
He looked at me with blurry eyes, “Fuck, Katlyn, why did you do that?”
“Get up, John, and come with me!” It was time to see if he was part of the cheating couple’s plan or a victim like me.
“What the fuck is going on? Why are you here, and where is Tony?” John asked, pretty clueless as to what was going on.
I grabbed John’s arm and pulled him down the hall. I pushed the bedroom door open, and there the two love birds were, just as I had left them, but Tony’s cock was no longer hard.
John looked at them and yelled very loudly, “WHAT THE FUCK SUE, YOU FUCKED TONY. THE WHOLE FUCKING POOL THING WAS TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN! You are a fucking bitch!”
Sue cowardly moved away to Tony, who quickly slipped out of bed and put on his clothes.
“And you, you mother fucker, I should kick your ass, but I am going to let Katlyn do that as she puts you through the divorce wringer. You should enjoy that! Now, get the fuck out of my fucking house and never come back.” John screamed so the whole neighborhood could hear.
John turned to me. “Katlyn, I had no idea what Sue had planned. All she asked was that I get you naked in the pool. Then Jackson showed up, and it made that easy. I am so sorry. It must have been to piss Tony off, so Sue could soothe him, then fuck him! I am so, so, sorry.”
I looked at all of them. “You all are disgusting. We have been friends for ten years, and you pull this shit on me.”
I turned to Tony. “As for you, asshole. I have loved you with all my heart, and you do this. Well Fuck you! I will take everything I can get from you. I will move thousands of miles from you so you can never see your kids again. Do not come to my home tonight. I don’t care where you go. You might as well stay here with your lover. I will be filing for divorce on Monday!”
I turned and walked out the door, slamming it. Jackson was standing in the hall in his boxers. I stopped, “Jackson, I would leave and return to college now if I were you!”
I walked down the hallway, out the front door, and drove off.
I had a good feeling and a sad feeling. The good one was I had stood up for myself. Sadly, my whole life just evaporated before me. Fuck, what do I do now?”
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Epilog…
As I told Anthony Frane, I divorced him. It took three months. Tony wanted to fight me, but my lawyer warned him. He could lose everything, all for one little roll in the hay with that slut, Sue!
I found an online job where I could make good money working from home, so we moved to Laguna Beach, CA. With my settlement money, I bought a nice condo and a not-new-but-new-to-me BMW convertible.
The kids loved California, and we adjusted well.
Anthony Frane moved as well. He had money left, so he moved to Florida and worked selling real estate to seniors in The Villages. He did well, selling real estate and servicing a harem of fifty-plus senior women. He was happy.
As for me, I met a nice man who loved me, and I loved him. We married three years later, and he is a great dad to the kids. He wants to adopt them, but we must see what Tony says.
As for Sue and John. John forgave her on one condition: he could have a hall pass one weekend a month for a year. John used it every month, making Sue suffer. He never told her one thing about his dates. The reason was he never had one. He would go away each month with Sue thinking he was fucking another woman. John played the part perfectly. In the eighth month, Sue begged him to stop, and he did.
She is his now and never cheated again.
In the end, my life turned out wonderfully. I now have two great kids, a great husband, and a new BMW!
The clump of hair is framed and hanging in my bathroom.
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