Simon’s findings.
Simon suggested that he should conclude the investigation with a study of the financial irregularities which had puzzled Sara, while she tried to contact Anna, to understand the relationship with Mike from her perspective.
Meanwhile, he suggested leaving all the cameras in place for the time being, not only to check for any more adulterous behaviour by Mike, but also as a precautionary element of security, in case Mike should ever get abusive, or even violent towards Sara. At this stage Mike only knew that he had been banished to the Guest Room, for unknown reasons, and when the full story emerged, he might overreact.
Sara was reassured by that idea, and the fact that she could also still be viewed by Simon did not concern her in the slightest – in fact she rather relished that thought! The thrill of exhibitionism still lurked deep inside her, and she thought that once all this was over, she should explore that facet of herself more thoroughly.
Sara gave Simon full access to her financial accounts, which were all jointly held with Mike (and always had been), even though the only significant input had been hers for many years. He found frequent mysterious payments authorised by Mike; some were minor, but some were quite substantial and stretched back over many years.
To his practised eye, the sums involved, and their random frequency, looked like payments to various sex workers, but then the payments seemed to coalesce into more regular and more substantial sums in the last couple of years.
Sara’s findings.
Sara searched her old address books and contact lists, to find a means to contact Anna again, in a seemingly innocent way. They had been reasonably close friends at one point, but had drifted apart as workaholism overtook Sara and Anna’s life took a different path.
It was surprisingly easy to trace her and arrange a get-together at a neutral venue, just “for old time’s sake”, as Sara put it. There was no hint of the suspicions behind this meeting, nor of the drama which would unfold. Perhaps there would be some nervousness on Anna’s part, in the circumstances, but she had no good reason to deny such a meeting with an old friend. Only her guilty feelings could have intervened.
They met at a restaurant for lunch, and Sara tried to hide her anger, though she had every intention of showing Anna the video of her with her husband, which Simon had sent to Sara’s mobile. Sara waited until the first course arrived, after their first glass of wine, and their first exchange of meaningless pleasantries. Then she leaned forwards and quietly said, “I know everything, Anna!” She was soon to discover that she did not.
Anna knew immediately what Sara meant, of course, and though her mouth moved, no words emerged for a while. While she floundered, Sara set the edited video running on her mobile, and passed it over to Anna, with the sound muted. Anna turned bright red immediately, and her face fell as she watched herself being fucked by Mike on Sara’s own bed.
Sara’s hard voice grated as Anna regained some composure and was able to look her in the eye. “How did it come to this, Anna?” she said. “I know I lost touch with you, but Mike obviously didn’t!”
Anna took a deep breath, and the full story tumbled out across the lunch table. It emerged that Anna had become an editor at the publishers who signed Mike up for his first book deal. There had been a drunken celebration party, and Anna had allowed him to fuck her in the car afterwards, not only because she was drunk, but also because she half-believed Mike’s tales of woe about Sara denying him sex.
They had subsequently met at several hotels, from time to time, but largely because she didn’t know how to tell him she wanted to end it. Then, he had been dropped by the publishers for failing to deliver his drafts in time, and she had felt a little sorry for him. Then, she lost her own job at the publisher and had to leave her apartment.
Sara pulled a cynical face despite the genuine shame and panic Anna was displaying, but then Anna dropped a complete bombshell into the mix.
It seemed that Mike had been funding her cheap one-bed apartment in an unsavoury area for the last couple of years (or Sara had, in reality!), and she felt obliged to him. She said she was not committed to him in any way; she knew he used her, and didn’t respect her, but he insisted on ‘sex for rent’. She said, “Surely you can see from that video that I feel nothing for him, really? He is despicable, and I want to escape, but I don’t know how to!”
It was Sara’s jaw that dropped now. She was horrified at Mike’s behaviour and reached across the table to take Anna’s hand in sympathy. Inside, she wondered how she herself could have been so blind to Mike’s selfish deceptions and to his cruel streak. She could only nod in sympathy when Anna said she didn’t think she even liked men any more.
Anna dried her eyes, and took another drink, but Sara’s heart was hardening even more against Mike, and his hidden vices. She assured Anna that Mike didn’t yet know that she was aware of his treachery, and she would devise a way of protecting Anna from any backlash, whatever happened.
Creating their plan.
Simon and Sara compared notes and found that Anna’s verbal account corresponded perfectly with the financial accounts of Mike’s income (very little) and outgoings (increasing and regular).
Simon was equally horrified at Mike’s exploitation of Anna’s vulnerability, and Sara was angered that she herself had failed to investigate his substantial payments from their joint account. Simon had established that an annual lease had recently been paid, for a one-bed apartment in a very run-down area that matched Anna’s address.
Their plan for retribution involved Anna, of course, and Sara was much more understanding about Anna having had sex with Mike now that she knew it was under some duress, and felt that full responsibility lay entirely with Mike. However, their plan also had to protect Anna from him into the future.
Anna had her role in the denouement Sara devised. She would have to be comfortable with Simon in order to play that role, and Sara wanted to reassure her that he was trustworthy as well as physically impressive. She knew that Anna was distrustful of all men now, but her aim was to involve all three of them in punishing Mike; in essence, she wanted to steal Anna away from Mike, and introduce her to Simon.
In preparation for her plan, she asked Simon to join her one evening in the Master Bedroom, having arranged that Anna would be viewing. It was an offer Simon could not resist, of course, and it gave Sara an opportunity to take her exhibitionist impulses one step further. The occasion would also be fuelled to some degree by her desire to ‘perform’ with Simon in a way that contrasted with the tape of Mike and Anna; it should be gentle, loving and yet sexually fulfilling for both of them, and make Anna wish to participate more fully later.
A time was arranged when Mike was away from the house; for all she knew, he was being entertained by a sex worker, but she did know that he was not imposing himself upon Anna that evening. She had made her excuses from Mike, and under instruction from Sara, Simon had provided a link which would allow her to view Sara’s cameras live on her mobile.
Simon was somewhat nervous at the expectations being piled upon him; he was not an exhibitionist by nature, but he did enjoy giving and receiving prolonged sexual pleasure, and had all the skills to provide that. He checked that the cameras were functioning, before he left the office and headed to Sara’s house, but he did take some care to preen himself in advance and to wear practical clothes.
When he arrived, Sara welcomed him at the door, with a passionate kiss, knowing that every step of the way was recorded. She had also prepared herself for an evening of eroticism, and had dressed accordingly.
They sat together in the Master Bedroom, and Simon sent a code to Anna’s mobile to switch on her live link to the cams. Sara asked her if she could see clearly; after a short delay, Anna said that she had a good view.
Simon tried to forget that Anna might be viewing (it was her choice whether to look away or not, after all) but Sara hoped that she was watching closely, and would enjoy the view. In essence, she wanted Anna to compare this occasion against the tape she had seen of Mike fucking her in such a desultory way.
She tried her best to forget that Anna was watching, but somehow the knowledge that she even might be, made the occasion more delicious to Sara. There was an element of ‘performance art’ about the evening; perhaps Sara was imagining herself as a Porn Star?
Sara knew that Mike was very averse to giving oral sex. He had only once tried it with her and refused thereafter, and she had always accepted that; she imagined that Anna had been similarly deprived but, like her, was expected to give head to him. From her own experience, and evidenced by the tape with Anna, he used her mouth to arouse himself fully, before a short fuck. Originally, he had always used the missionary position, but over time became more inclined to doggie-style fucking.
Sara ceremoniously removed her silk gown and laid back on the bed, her feet still down on the floor and her thighs spread wide. Her blue eyes looked up at his, and she said, “Do you like what you see, Simon?” and she used one hand to run a finger up her bare slit, and two to part her wet lips for him. “Would you like to feast on me, Simon?” she added and laid back, her body completely at his disposal.
Simon was very aroused now and tried to forget that Anna might be watching as he quickly stripped himself naked and knelt on the floor between Sara’s legs. His hands rested on her knees, and parted them as wide as possible, then he licked the inside of each knee and slowly all the way up her soft inside thighs to the edge of her damp, pronounced pussy lips. He did this several times on each thigh, while Sara wriggled down the bed each time, encouraging him to progress further.
Eventually, he did, and Sara groaned with anticipation as he ran one long, elegant finger between her lips, from her cunt to her clit, already prominently aroused. Sliding it back down, her entered her with just one fingertip and circled it round and round inside the tight rim of her cunt, while his mouth dropped over her clit.
She shook when he flickered his tongue around her, and jumped in shock when he forced the full length of his finger into her. He began to move in and out of her steadily, co-ordinating the movement with his teasing tongue, licking and sucking around her clit. Suddenly, Simon inserted a second finger inside her, and spread them wide against the resistance of her vaginal walls, stretching and probing inside her, while she shivered with pleasure.
She grasped his head, to press him more forcefully against herself, but then he suddenly withdrew his fingers and stood between her legs, towering over her. From that position, his cock seemed bigger than ever, and Sara moaned, “Simon, I need you inside me now, please, please.”
He bent to put his arms under her knees and launched himself onto her, doubling her legs up beneath him and over his shoulders, so that she was sandwiched helplessly under his weight. He took each wrist in a firm grip, and stretched them above her head, then kissed her deeply, passionately. His cock followed its instinctive way to her gaping pussy, and with one sudden thrust, he penetrated her to its fullest depth. She screamed in shock and pleasure as he simultaneously pressed against her cervix and her clit, and stayed still inside her for a minute or two. She groaned as she felt him throbbing inside her.
She felt her climax building rapidly, even without Simon moving. It was quite overwhelming to think that she was impaled by him, in her own marital bed, and probably viewed at a distance by Anna. She could only imagine the response of Anna to what she was witnessing, but she certainly believed that it must be… pleasurable!
Simon did not thrust in and out of her at all, but remained deeply embedded, rhythmically rocking his hips against her, to vary the pressure on her clit, and she felt that he was twitching his cock deep inside her, the head rubbing against her cervix.
Suddenly, she felt a wave of tremors passing through her body and she squealed as she shook beneath him, pressed into the soft bed, and unable to move her limbs at all. She raised her head to press her mouth forcefully against his and kiss him hard.
He felt the rhythmic contractions of her cunt around his hard cock, as though she were trying to suck him even further into her, and squeeze him dry. He did not respond, but waited while her tremors subsided and she regained her breath.
Simon slowly withdrew from her now, causing a slight panic to Sara, who did not want this to end. Nevertheless, he released his weight upon her and stood between her legs again, as they fell back down. She could see the slick, glistening column of his cock, coated with her juices, as he towered over her again.
She looked quizzically up at him, but quickly understood when he reached down to roll her onto her belly. He put both hands between her thighs and lifted her hips in front of him. He clearly intended to fuck her doggie-style, as they had all seen Mike fuck Anna.
She groaned into the pillow as she pictured the show they were putting on for Anna.
Simon pulled her to the end of the bed and stood between her legs. She could feel the slick wetness of his cock slide between the cheeks of her ass, as he prepared to enter her. She imagined the view Anna was getting as Simon clenched his ass and pushed slowly inside her again; she wished she could also see herself being fucked. She would be able to relive it later, she thought, on tape.
Simon buried himself deep inside her, then began a slow, steady pace of full length thrusts, his belly audibly slapping against her ass with each stroke. She concentrated on the sound, as the pace increased, faster and faster, slapping harder and harder against her, pushing her a little further up the bed with each stroke.
She had to join in now, with counter thrusts of her hips backwards, resisting as Simon constantly pushed her forwards. They were clashing against each other with great force now, and both knew that a climactic orgasm was approaching soon.
And so it was. Simon shouted out and Sara squealed as their final thrust and counter-thrust met with a loud slap. Then all was still, except for the two shaking, quivering, conjoined bodies, as cum was pumped deep inside Sara. All was quiet, except for the gasping, fluttering breaths and pounding hearts of the two bodies locked together.
They stayed locked together like this for some time, until Simon was completely empty and Sara was completely full. As he withdrew slowly, a flood of cum rushed from Sara’s pussy, and down her inner thighs, spreading over the sheets of her marital bed.
Simon rolled one way, and Sara the other, so they lay facing each other, grinning like Cheshire cats. They kissed lightly, then cuddled together and dozed, oblivious now to the fact that Anna had probably watched every moment of their coupling.
When they regained full consciousness, Sara kissed Simon and suggested they shower together in privacy from the cameras, which they did. When they emerged again, clean and dry, wrapped in warm robes, they were both still glowing with pleasure.
Sara called Anna to ask whether she had viewed them.
Anna was breathless as she said that she had watched every moment, and had had to participate in her own way. She was quite exhausted by the experience, and wished it was one she could have had herself, instead of a derisive quick fuck by Mike.
“Well, its funny you should say that, Anna,” said Sara, “because we have a plan to revenge ourselves on Mike, not only for his unfaithfulness to me, but also for his exploitation of you. He will be back for the weekend, and we mean to settle this matter once and for all; it would be great if you will participate in the plan as we envisage it.”
Anna simply said, “I have complete faith in you and Simon! Just tell me what role I have, and I’m sure it will be perfect.” Sara explained in very full detail and Anna was suitably aroused at the part she was to play.
Executing the plan.
The following weekend, Sara, Simon and Anna were all crystal-clear about their respective roles in the drama Sara had written; it was all clearly scripted for them and they were all looking forward to playing their parts in “The Judgement of an Unfaithful Husband.”
Simon and Anna sat in his car outside the house as evening approached. They were waiting for Sara’s call to prompt them to enter, and Sara had left the main door unlocked.
Sara had prepared herself for an evening of pleasure, and was naked beneath her flowing silk gown, when she tapped softly on the door of the Guest Bedroom, where she knew Mike was lounging.
He was a little surprised, having been banished there a week or so ago, for reasons he didn’t fully understand, but when he saw Sara dressed as she was, he jumped to the conclusion that she couldn’t do without him a moment longer. He puffed out his chest when she asked him to join her in the Master Bedroom, and was intrigued when she said she had prepared a special treat for him.
She told him to dress in just his gown, and come to the bedroom where she would be waiting.
It took him no time at all to do so. When he entered, he saw Sara standing with one hand on her hip, beside her revolving Office Chair, and with several belts in her other hand. His instant thought was that Sara had devised some sort of ‘Sex Game’ to arouse him, and he was intrigued, because this was most unlike her. He threw off his gown and stood naked before her, wondering what her idea was. It could be exciting, but he didn’t think she knew anything of bondage- surely not!
She silently guided him to sit on the wheeled chair, and to bend his legs back under the seat, around the main support. She knelt behind him, and tied one belt around his ankles, securing him to the chair. She smiled at him as she tied his lower arms to the armrests, and he began to feel a little uncertain; there was something in her smile that wasn’t quite… right. He felt even more uncomfortable when she passed a belt around his chest and bound him firmly to the high-backed chair. He was completely immobilised in her office chair.
She wheeled him to the end of the bed, and turned him to face the large TV screen. What next, he wondered? Perhaps some porn? She had been totally silent, but now she said, “Welcome, Mike, to your trial hearing and judgment!”
With that, she picked up her mobile and sent a pre-prepared message. Minutes later, the bedroom door opened and a man – a complete stranger to him- entered.
Sara said, “Mike, let me introduce Simon. He is an investigator who has been looking into your life for the last few weeks. He has shared his findings with me, and we want to share them with you now.”
It finally dawned on Mike that he was in some difficulties; though he wriggled, he could not escape and had limited freedom of movement. He began to shout and bluster, but Sara and Simon simply waited for the first storm to pass before Sara continued.
“Mike,” she said, “I have suspected that you were unfaithful to me for some time, and Simon has now proven that to me.”
“What proof do you have?” sneered Mike.
“We know all about Anna,” said Sara, “and we know that you fucked her in this very room, on this very bed.”
“You can’t believe a word that woman says!” shouted Mike.
“I have talked with her,” said Sara, “though only after we witnessed this, Mike!”
Simon turned on the bedroom TV screen in front of Mike and set the tape of his tryst with Anna running. Mike’s jaw dropped, and he stayed silent for a while as he watched himself fuck Anna’s face, then turn her to fuck her like the dog he was.
“Well,” he mumbled, “you haven’t been giving me anything for years, Sara. If Anna wants me to fuck her, am I supposed to say ‘No’? I don’t know what she’s told you, but she begged me for sex, and I admit I gave way- she is quite attractive, and you were offering me nothing!”
The tape had finished now; it was not a long one. Sara spun Mike round in the chair, to face the door, and said, “Anna, you can come in now!”
Mike was shocked to the core when she appeared and stood in front of him, one hand on her hip, and a look of true contempt on her face. “I’ve told Sara everything, Mike,” she said, “Everything about how we met, and how you set me up in a dirty little flat, expecting me to fuck you whenever you wanted.”
He was silent now, as Simon proceeded to detail Mike’s long-term theft from his joint account with Sara, and how he had traced the funding to the flat where Anna had been living. He knew that there was the best part of a year’s lease remaining, and that it was non-refundable.
Mike was speechless, for once. He had been truly exposed for the lying cheat he had become, and as he sat there, naked and bound in front of them all, he knew that more lies would not rescue him, and that apologies were not sufficient now. He calmed down and said, “So what price do you want me to pay, Sara? What is your sentence? I assume you will throw me out of the house, but will you leave me penniless on the street, after all our years together?”
“We will give you our detailed judgement later, Mike,” said Sara, “ but you have to realise that you have betrayed and humiliated me, and you have exploited and demeaned Anna for a considerable time. I have had to watch a tape of you fucking her, in this very room, only to discover that you trapped her into allowing that.”
“We have all agreed that we should repay you in kind. This is the first step in your punishment.”
“What do you mean?” he shouted before Anna gagged him into silence and wheeled her bound captive to the side of the king-size bed.
“We are going to put on a show for you, Mike,” she said, “a show that will highlight your failings and give you something to aspire to as a reformed character in the future. Sara and I are going to fuck Simon now so that you can see how an experienced gentleman satisfies not one but two beautiful ladies. We hope you will learn something for the future, as well as regret your behaviour in the past.”
Mike’s eyes bulged and he struggled silently against his bonds, but it was to no avail, and he sat staring at his own marital bed, as his wife and erstwhile mistress threw aside their gowns and stood naked before him.
Sara stared at him with her icy blue eyes, and wriggled her hips seductively. Her ample breasts swayed before him until she took them into her hands and pinched her erect nipples, squeezing them together to create a deep cleavage. His eyes were drawn down to the deep black ‘landing strip’ above her shaven pussy, which was clearly swollen and wet with anticipation. She turned away from him and swayed her long black curls from side to side, tickling the top of her round ass, as she bent forwards away from him and crawled onto the bed, to stretch out and observe him.
Despite his predicament, the teasing show had raised some interest in his cock, which swelled almost to its normal full size.
Next, Anna stood before him, and bent forwards, her face close to his face, and with a look of contempt which he would remember for a long time. His cock subsided a little as a result, and she swayed her short blonde locks from side to side, tutting at his reaction.
She was even taller than Sara, but more willowy in build, though still shapely. Her breasts were smaller, but topped with compact nut-brown areolae, and very long, pronounced, erect nipples.
She circled her red lips with the point of her tongue, and said, “You loved to fuck this, didn’t you Mike, but you never gave me anything in return. Now you can watch what a real man does for me.”
She stood up straight and her hands slid down to indicate her freshly-waxed pussy. “You insisted I did this, Mike, for your own pleasure. Now you will see how Simon can excite me in ways you never even tried.”
Like Sara, she walked to the bed, emphasising the sway of her slim hips and sat beside Sara, before stretching out alongside her and staring back at him. His cock really didn’t know how to behave in these circumstances, but it certainly didn’t impress.
While all this had gone on, Simon had stood behind Mike, out of sight and silent. He wasn’t keen on showing off to Mike, but the behaviour of both Sara and Anna had obviously provoked a reaction in him, and he knew he had to join them on the bed.
He stepped around Mike and laid down full length, flat on the bed, Anna sitting near his head now, and Sara towards his feet. Mike looked down and shook his head slightly as he saw the size of Simon’s hard cock framed by the naked bodies of his wife and his mistress.
The two of them made very exaggerated exclamations about Simon’s cock, directed at Mike, and drawing unflattering comparisons with his limp offering. Mike shook with silent shame at his predicament, but knew he had brought all this on himself.
The two young women turned their attention from embarrassing Mike, towards Simon, and took turns to stroke his body from head to toe, but carefully avoided touching his cock. They both stared enquiringly into Mike’s eyes as they did so, willing him to watch their every move.
Anna straddled Simon’s chest and looked down into his face; at the same moment Sara straddled his body, back to back with Anna.
Anna shuffled herself forward and Simon stared into her gaping waxed pussy as it seemed to throb in anticipation of his oral attention. The red button of her clit had emerged in readiness. Only his mouth and lips were available, because his arms were pinned down by Anna’s thighs.
She rocked her hips back and forth over him, while his tongue darted hither and thither, along, around and between her smooth pussy lips. They were slick and wet with her juices, and the aroma of her arousal was almost overwhelming as Simon breathed steadily below her. It was his very first taste of her, and she was quite different to Sara, though equally delicious.
She squealed involuntarily when he locked his mouth over her clit and sucked her hard red button between his lips. She stopped moving while he sucked and teased her, circling, flicking and licking her most sensitive part. Her head was thrown back and she said, “God, Simon, I’ve never felt anything so good… ever!”
She looked across at Mike, and said, “ Why couldn’t you do this for me? Things might have worked out very differently if you had, but you just treated me as your fuck-doll. You should have concentrated on pleasing me, instead of just yourself, Mike.”
Meanwhile, Simon’s hands were able to reach Sara’s ass, and his long fingers parted her dripping, swollen pussy lips. She held his cock vertically between her thighs, and stroked it lovingly, while she stared at Mike.
“Mike,” she said, “ I want you to watch while I fuck Simon’s enormous cock. I had never fucked another man since we married; not until you made me hire Simon to investigate you. And even then I didn’t fuck him until I knew for sure you had been unfaithful. Now I want you to watch, like I had to watch you fucking Anna.”
She lifted her hips above Simon’s hard cock and slowly, very slowly. impaled herself on his vertical column. When he reached full depth she wriggled her hips against his, revelling in the pressure of his cock as it moved inside her, stretching her, probing and investigating her.
She leaned back against Anna and said, “Let’s go, Anna! Let go, and enjoy yourself.”
While Anna squirmed against Simon’s mouth and agile tongue, Sara rode up and down on his long, hard cock, leaning forwards and resting her hands on his thighs, while her hips rocked to extract maximum pleasure for herself. They naturally synchronised their movements and gasped and groaned together as they used Simon’s body purely for themselves.
Simon was very happy to be pleasured in this way, but had to detach himself mentally, in order not to come before his partners wished. He had agreed to act as a ‘prop’ in Sara’s drama, to punish Mike, and it was essential that he lasted as long as possible. However, there were limits!
He began to buck beneath Sara’s hips, and to force his mouth harder against Anna’s pussy. His whole face was wet with her juices now, and he could feel Sara’s dripping down over his balls. They both recognised the signs, and prepared to reach their own climaxes soon.
They pressed back-to-back against each other and rose and fell together on Simon, until Anna screamed out loud, prompting Sara to do the same. Both simultaneously forced themselves down into Simon’s body and stopped still, shaking and quivering in every part of their bodies, sharing their tremors. Simon finally released his control and his cum.
His hands reached over Sara’s ass, to hold her hips tightly down on his cock while he pumped his cum into her; at the same time Anna leaked copious fluids over his face and mouth, which he relished.
Mike, almost forgotten now by the trio performing in front of him, was struggling violently against his bonds, but to no avail. He was bright red and shaking his head back and forth, up and down, side to side. It seemed that Sara’s planned torment had had its intended impact, and there were tears in his eyes.
As the trio disengaged slowly, he calmed a little, and breathed more normally again.
Anna and Sara rolled from Simon’s body and all three sat on the bed facing Mike.
Sara stood before Mike now, completely naked and with Simon’s cum dripping down her inner thighs, while she pronounced the second part of Mike’s sentence, her voice still trembling a little.
“We hope that served as a lesson for you, Mike. One which I hope you will learn and perhaps even benefit from in the future. But obviously, our marriage is completely over, as is your relationship with Anna. You will not be able to stay in this house a moment longer than necessary.”
She removed Mike’s gag, and he drew a deep breath. His normal colour returned to his face, but he struggled against his bonds. “Sara, Please…” he said, “where do you expect me to go? How do you expect me to live?”
Anna stepped forward and handed Mike the keys to her apartment and said, “You can live here, Mike, in this delightful little apartment. Simon tells us there is quite some time left on the lease, which you can take advantage of. Sara has invited me to stay in the Guest Bedroom here for as long as I want, so I won’t be joining you in the apartment. Nor anywhere else, for that matter.”
Sara added, “I will block your access to my accounts, Mike, but for ‘old times sake’, I will give you a small allowance for day-to-day expenses; it won’t be generous, but you won’t starve or freeze. If you want anything more than the basics of life, you will have to find work and earn your own living. If you can’t do that in the months ahead, you can always go back to your parent’s home and explain yourself. I don’t really care if you lie to them, as I’m sure you will.”
Mike wilted in front of them all, and did not dispute the ‘sentence’, as he was unbound and rose to his feet.
Sara said, “You can pack as many cases as you like, Mike, right now, and leave this house. If you have any thoughts of returning, for whatever reason, you should know that Simon has the entire property under 24-hour surveillance, and a direct line to the local police.”
And so it was that poetic justice was administered.
Mike left with cases full of clothes and minor possessions, in a cab paid for by Sara, and directed to Anna’s previous apartment. Nothing more was ever heard or seen of him again.
Anna moved in to occupy the Guest Bedroom and soon found herself a well-paid job in publishing again. She became more sexually confident again, and began her own search for a long-term partner, but there was no hurry.
Sara welcomed Anna’s presence around the house, and their renewed friendship could not have been happier. It was not uncommon for the two to review their own tapes together from time to time, and in Simon’s absence, they became even closer friends.
Simon maintained surveillance for a period, until they were all convinced that Mike had truly left the scene once and for all. When Sara finished his contract, she made it very clear that that was only the end of their business relationship, and that she wanted to maintain and strengthen the personal friendship they had developed.
Simon visited Sara from time to time thenceforth, and occasionally Anna joined them in a threesome, but there was never again one so dramatic as ‘The Judgement of an Unfaithful Husband’.
