Husband sets up wife so he can have a fling then divorce her

As Carol merged into traffic, heading east on highway 10 towards Big Bear Lake from our home in Monterey Park, towards the cabin she and Mike had built two years ago as their private getaway, she wasn’t sure if it was the traffic that was making her nervous or the fact that in a couple of hours, she would be having sex with the man she had secretly lusted after for years, and all with the permission of her loving husband, Mike.
It had started it a couple of months ago one lazy Saturday morning after a late breakfast. They had just finished putting the dishes in the dishwasher and Carol said, “Time to get dressed.”
Then Mike came up to her, wrapping his arms around his beautiful blond wife’s waist and kissed her and said, “How about you and I going for a swim first?”
Thinking about it for a second, Carol said, “Let me go grab my suit.”
Mike got this sly grin and said, “With your hot body, why don’t you and I just go skinny dipping?”
Carol blushed and said, “Michael, what would the neighbor’s think?”
With a big smile he said, “The Simms are in Europe for the next two weeks and Jim and Karen are down in San Diego. Their youngest daughter just had a girl so they’re gone for a few days. Jim asked me to watch over the place for him. No one is going to see us.” Before Carol could object, Mike began to unbutton her blouse as Carol stood in front of him by the sink. As he undressed her, his eyes savored all the hard work she had put in to maintain her lovely figure. Carol worked out at least 3 times a week at the country club and the two of them biked together quite often.
Once she was nude, Mike playfully slapped her on the butt and said, “How about you grab us a couple of towels and I’ll open up a bottle of wine, Riesling ok?” Carol nodded and she ran off. By the time she returned, Mike was in the pool, a bottle of wine in an ice bucket and two glasses near the edge waiting for them.
Carol threw the towels in a chair and ran to the diving board and dove in, swimming across the pool, then back to Mike. As she came up to him, they kissed, softly at first; followed by a more passionate one as their tongues began dancing together, her still firm breasts pressing against his chest. She could feel his manhood rising against her crotch and it began stirring good feelings in her. They had been busy and it had been almost two weeks since their last coupling.
With one hand behind his back, her other dropped to his manhood and she began stroking him to get him fully hard. Mike was on his tip toes, just keeping their heads above water as he lovingly stroked every inch of his wife’s body that he could reach. As his hand found her shaved pussy, he softly moaned as her vulva seemed to separate on its own, as if inviting him to enter. Softly rubbing up and down, lightly brushing across the top of her clit, Carol’s breathing began getting heavier and heavier until she pushed his hand away, wrapped her legs around his waist and guiding his shaft into her wanting pussy, drawing him deep inside of her. It only took a few strokes and she began to orgasm.
“Oh my God, Michael,” Carol softly said, her head on his shoulder, “I didn’t realize how much I missed this. Why in the hell haven’t we been doing this more lately?”
Mike’s hands were on her ass as he bounced her up and down on his steel-like shaft, the pleasure she was giving him building exponentially. Not really wanting to talk but figuring it was best he said, “Really, my love, you and I have been so busy with other things it just seems to slip our minds. I do love you so much. It’s just after 23 years, I guess at times we tend to take each other a little for granted.”
Mike kept pounding away with abandon as Carol orgasmed over and over on his granite-like shaft. Carol squeezed down and Mike couldn’t hold out any longer and began to shake as his semen began to travel up his shaft and deposit itself deep in Carol’s love canal. She held onto him for a long time as they floated together in the warm water, until Mike asked, “How about we get some sun? Would you care to join me?” Carol nodded and Mike got out and retrieved two chaise lounge cushions and laid them out next to the pool together.
As they lay side by side, Mike caressed his wife’s lovely body. His head was supported his arm to get a better look. He couldn’t help but wonder if she had ever had ever had a lover, or even entertained the thought of having one. Then Carol turned and seeing his pensive face asked, “What’s up, hun?”
“Ah, nothing, why?” he lied.
Knowing him all too well, Carol said, “Come on, Michael, spill the beans. What’s going through that head of yours? I can almost see those gears turning.”
Rubbing her cute little butt, Mike sighed and said, “Have you ever had an affair?”
Carol pushed herself up off the cushion and sternly said, “Michael Taylor, you are the only man I have ever had sex with in my entire life. What in the world gave you the idea that I’ve been having an affair?”
Mike was shaking his head no and said, “I didn’t say you had, I just asked is all. You know, 23 years with the same man, I was wondering if things might be getting stale. Could you be honest with me?”
Carol said, “Of course. I’ve always been honest with you.”
Taking a deep breath, Mike asked, “Has there ever been a guy that you might have liked to taken to bed. You know one that turned you on or made you wet?”
Carol started to shake her head no but turned her head so she was looking straight down, biting her lip. Eventually she nodded as she turned to face Mike, as she spoke, “There was one, Bob Andrews.”
Mike sort of smiled, “Bob, the swimming coach at the country club? So, what makes him so special?” Mike remembered that he had taught their kids competitive diving which had helped their daughter Tami, get a partial scholarship in college.
Carol thought for a bit then laying on her side, giving Mike a splendid view of her gorgeous tits and cute pussy, said, “I don’t know. He used to flirt with me a lot back then, plus seeing him wearing just his speedo, running around the pool, giving the kids orders was kind of sexy. When the kids were doing laps or practice dives, he’d come up into the stands and sit close and as we talked, his hand would seem to drift to my thigh, especially if I was wearing shorts. I found myself wearing shorter shorts to the practices just so see how far he’d go. I could clearly see the outline of his cock through his speedo. Honestly Mike, we never did anything but I often went home with a soaked crotch.”
Mike asked, “So how would you like to actually fuck him?”
Carol said, “Oh, Michael, I could never do that. I love you too much.”
Over the next few weeks, Carol noticed that they were making love more frequently and that Mike was interjecting the fantasy of her taking Bob as her lover. He would ask her what she’d like to do to him and what she’d want him to do to her. At first, she just sort of poo-poo’d him but after a while she kind of got into it. Carol found herself getting rather aroused, thinking of Bob taking her, of the two of them having illicit sex somewhere. At first it was just while her and Mike were having sex but then she was thinking about Bob while she was doing other things like the laundry or grocery shopping. Walking by the cucumbers, she picked one up and thought, was this the size he was, poking through his speedo? God, what had Michael started. She quickly threw it back and walked away.
Mike had an investigator check up on Bob and found that since they had last had an interaction with him, he had become divorced. He was living off and on with a young waitress from the country club, Tia who was only 22. The picture the P.I. provided showed the voluptuous little brunette. Mike wondered how Bob did it because he remembered the Christmas when Bob brought his then wife Kris with him. She was a beautiful redhead. The P.I.’s report said the divorce only said irreconcilable differences. Mike asked the P.I. to look her up and get her story. He said he’d try.
Mike had ulterior motives for enticing his wife into having an affair. His new I.T. tech, Lauren, was a sexy little, raven haired girl that just oozed sex. She wore short skirts, crop tops and high heels to work. Since most of the workforce there were guys, nobody complained. Mike thought if he was divorced he might stand a chance of getting into Lauren’s pants.
The next day, Mike opened his computer and there was an email from his P.I. He had been in touch with Bob’s ex-wife Kris. Apparently, Bob had brought home a friend of his from the service, a very large black man, Kris thought his name was Tony. According to her, Bob had gotten Kris drunk and when she passed out, he had his friend take her to bed and he had sex with her. She woke up to Bob taking pictures of the black guy cuming in her pussy. Kris screamed and kicked them both out of their apartment and she filed for divorce. The P.I. said, “At least that’s her story.”
Then one morning, Mike called Carol and said, “Hey, how’d you like to have lunch with me today?”
Carol said, “I’d love to, honey. Where would you like to meet?”
“How about the country club?” he told her, “We haven’t been out there to eat in a while. I thought we might pop in and see how the food is and check out the place.”
Carol swallowed hard before answering. Mustering up her courage she said, “That sounds good, dear. What time works for you?”
Mike told her, “How about we meet at 11:30? That way we beat the lunch crowd and maybe have a drink or two first.”
“Ok,” she said, “see you there.” Oh, God, she thought, what was she going to wear. She ran to her bedroom and all of her dresses seemed too formal just for lunch, digging through her drawers, her shorts seemed baggy. Carol jumped into her convertible Mercedes and quickly headed to the mall. Victoria’s Secrets netted her a sexy pink lace bra and thong and the misses shop down the way had the cutest pair of skin-tight fluorescent pink short shorts and a white see-through blouse. The shoe store gave up a pair of 6” cork strappy clogs that accentuated her shapely legs perfectly. Rushing home, she showered and shaved everything from her armpits down then sprayed her favorite perfume in all areas she thought needed, even her special place. Carol pulled her hair up near the top of her head in a scrunchie, letting the rest cascade down behind her. If Bob was there, she was going to give him something to think about.
As she stood in front of her mirror, she hardly recognized the woman in front of her. She applied some soft make-up and pink lipstick and matching nail polish. As she drove to the country club, she was getting all sorts of honks and waves from guys driving by her. It made her feel good to know that at 45, she still had what it took to make men desire her.
As she parked, she saw Mike’s Hummer already parked and headed towards the door. As she entered the room, most of the men snapped their heads in her direction, including Mike. He was sitting at a table and as she walked up to him, she said, “Hi handsome. Is this seat taken?”
Mike sort of sighed and said, “Sorry, I’m waiting for my wife. I wish I wasn’t though. Damn you’re sexy.”
Rather pissed, Carol stuck her rings in front of his face and said, “Michael Taylor, is that the way you act when I’m not around?”
A couple of the golfers at the next table broke out laughing as Mike searched for an apology.
“Honestly, Babe,” he said, “I didn’t recognize you.”
“That’s obvious!” Carol said rather curtly, her hands on her hips, a hurt look on her face.
Just then Tia, who happened to be their waitress, came over. She put her hand on Mike’s shoulder and asked him, “Everything ok here, Mike?”
Mike told her, “It will be, Tia. Do me a favor, bring my wife a chilled Riesling, would you?”
Tia looked surprised and Carol could her whisper to him, “She doesn’t look anything like you described to me. She’s really cute.”
Mike asked Carol to sit down and soon Tia brought Carol her wine. Mike said, “Damn, honey, what did you do to yourself. You look 20 years younger.” Then he leaned in close and said softly, “Is that for me or for Bob?” Surprisingly he could feel his cock rising at his wife’s new look.
Gritting her teeth, Carol told him, “If we weren’t in public, I’d slap you silly right now,” and downed her wine in one gulp, motioning Tia for another.
As Tia brought the glass of wine over, she said to Mike, “Bob’s in the kitchen now. He came in to get a sandwich. Should I tell him you’re looking for him?” Mike nodded.
Bob walked over and Carol was slightly disappointed as he was wearing a country club polo shirt and kaki shorts. Bob shook Mike’s hand then turned to Carol and said, “Long time no see. It’s Tami, right?”
Carol blushed and with a smile said, “You are such a flatterer. No, I’m her mother, Carol.”
Bob almost fell into the chair, saying, “No way. You can’t be her mother.” Then he turned to Mike and asked, “Is she pulling my leg? Is this really Carol?”
Mike nodded and said, “Yes, she’s Carol alright, Tami’s mother. Doesn’t she look sexy?”
Bob grabbed some napkins from the dispenser and shoved them down the front of his pants, saying with a grin, “Does that answer your question?”
Carol was obviously enjoying the looks Bob was giving her and for the first time in a long time, she was flirting with a man, other than her husband. Tia came back and they ordered lunch. As they were finishing up, Carol needed to use the powder room and left. The two men began to talk.
Bob said, “Man Mike, Carol looks so damn hot. You are one lucky S.O.B.”
Mike smiled and leaned in close, saying, “So you’d really like to tap her, huh? Maybe spend the weekend fucking her brains out?”
At first Bob didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know if Mike was serious or pissed but he figured he’d tell it like it was and said, “Sure, I’d love to spread her legs and have some fun with her but that’s probably not going to happen, is it?”
Mike looked at him and said, “It could, if you played your cards right. Would you be interested in, say a swap?” Bob pointed to Tia then to Carol’s seat and Mike nodded.
Mike said, ‘One thing though, Carol can’t know about the trade. She thinks I’m giving her a free weekend pass. Can I trust you? You two could go to our cabin in Big Bear Lake next weekend.”
Bob said, “Yeah, sure. I’m just not sure how Tia will take it. Let me ask her.” Bob got up and walked over to the bar where Tia was and pulled her aside. They talked for a bit and then he turned to Mike and gave him the thumbs up as he walked back over to the table. “Mike,” he said, “I have a meeting so I can’t make it until late Friday, is that ok? Could you email me the directions?” Mike nodded.
Just then, Carol returned. Mike reached out and held her hand and said, “Honey, how would you like to meet Bob up at our cabin in Big Bear next weekend and show him around. It’d be just the two of you since I have to work. You wouldn’t mind, would you?”
Carol’s eyes went back and forth between Mike and Bob for what seemed to be a long time but was probably only a few seconds. Eyeing Bob’s crotch, she took a big breath and said, “Sounds like fun.”
After two grueling hours of Friday night traffic, Carol was finally pulling up to their cabin. Mike had this built as their private little get-a-way, the only trouble is that they were so busy that they seldom had a chance to use it. In the two years since it’s completion they had only used it twice. Neither of which were just the romantic interludes for just the two of them like she had envisioned when Mike had proposed it. They had brought the kids up for Christmases which was fun but not romantic.
Carol had stopped at the market and stocked up. She wished she had asked Bob what he liked to eat. She figured he would have to make due with whatever she fixed, either that or they’d just have to go out. Then she giggled to herself, thinking or he could just eat her. Turning on the gas to the big stone fireplace and making sure the water was on and everything was ready, including the hot tub outside, Carol’s mind began to wonder why Mike was so amicable in allowing her to have a weekend fling with Bob. She didn’t think he was having an affair. He hadn’t been coming home late. He had none of the usual signs of a cheating husband. Well, she was here now and unless Mike showed up and put a stop to it, she was going to relax and enjoy herself. Carol opened a bottle of wine and turned on some soft jazz, relaxing in front of the fireplace in the big overstuffed leather couch in her silk nightie and slippers. She was reading a steamy romance novel to bide her time, hoping Bob wouldn’t be too late.
Bob was sitting on the sidelines of the conference room as the board of directors met. He was wishing they’d hurry up as he wanted to get on the road to Big Bear and get between Carol’s legs. He wasn’t really sure why he was told to be at the meeting when the CEO asked him to stand and said, “And now, Mr. Andrews will give us his report on the cost of updating the pool to meet the new A.D.A. Standards.”
Bob looked at him in disbelief and said, “Sir, I don’t know anything about that report. No one ever said anything to me about it.”
The C.E.O. said, “Sir, I sent you an email over a month ago. Didn’t you read it?” Bob grabbed his laptop and began scanning his emails and finding nothing he showed it to him.
The C.E.O. said, “I’m sure I sent it to you.” Then he opened his own computer. After a bit he grew rather red faced and apologized saying, “Sorry there Bob, it’s in my drafts. Apparently, I forgot to hit send. Please accept my apology. We’ll see you next month. Have a nice weekend. Take Monday off with pay as my peace offering.”
Bob was out of there like a shot. Speed limit be damned. Thankfully the CHP must have either been busy with others, on break or didn’t see him as he seldom was under 90. Following Mike’s directions, he found their cabin and ran the bell.
When Carol answered the door, she took his breath away. He held her close and kissed her passionately. Carol responded in kind. No words spoken, they moved to the couch and fondled each other like two teenagers in heat. Carol pulled at his clothing and soon they were both naked, hands exploring new bodies.
Bob began kissing his way down Carol’s lovely body as they laid on the leather couch, taking time to savor her lovely breasts and nipples as she caressed his head and shoulders. Then he moved down and tongued her navel a bit, teasing her as she arched, her wetness hoping for attention. Bob looked at her face through her heaving breasts and softly kissed his way down to her soft bare pussy and dipped his long tongue into her vulva. Carol moaned and shuddered as his tongue hit her clit and sent a small shock through her body with hints of what was to come. His lips sucked her pussy lips into his mouth deeply as his tongue began an assault on her clit. Carol could hardly breathe as she was building one hell of an orgasm. When it released, she let out a screech that worried Bob, the neighbors might come and check to see if she was OK but he kept on sucking and licking. Shuddering, she pushed him away.
With a wicked smile, Bob went back down on Carol and began to stick his tongue deep inside of her. Carol’s eyes grew wide as his tongue began to rub the sensitive mound of her G-spot. “Oh, FUCK!” Carol said, “How! Oh, shit! Oh, my God! What are you doing?” as she pushed his head to try to get his tongue deeper. No man had ever had his tongue that deep inside of her before. Carol was cumming so hard she was having trouble seeing then suddenly, she began squirting and shot liquid all over Bob’s face.
Pulling him up from her, Carol apologized, saying, “I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”
Bob just smiled and said, “Haven’t you ever squirted before?”
Carol shook her head no.
Bob said, “Well my dear, hopefully before this weekend is over, you will have done it quite a bit more.” With that he moved up and guided his manhood at the entrance to her little treasure.
Carol hadn’t seen him yet but felt him as he began to enter her. She felt her pussy begin to stretch to accommodate his large shaft. He was quite a bit bigger than Mike. “Please go slowly,” she asked, “I’m not used to one your size.”
It gave him pleasure to know he was larger than her husband but he wanted her to enjoy it so he took it easy. Giving her just a little at a time, Carol had her hands on his butt, giving him guidance when to give more. Her moans were echoing throughout the room as he was slowly going ever deeper into what was virgin territory. Carol threw one leg over the back of the couch to open herself wider. Eventually they were crotch to crotch and she held him firmly and kissed.
Bob raised up a bit and asked, “So do you like it?”
Carol huskily said, “Hell, yes! Now fuck the shit out of me.”
Smiling like a kid in a candy store, Bob began to piston in and out of her with a fever he had wanted since he first saw her with her daughter those many years ago. Her pussy gripped him so tightly that every so often, Bob had to stop to keep from cuming. The first time Carol wanted to know why. Bob told her, “Because, I’m not ready to stop fucking your lovely cunt yet. You haven’t had nearly enough orgasms. When I think you’re ready, I’ll cum. Ok?” Carol just nodded.
After the first hour, Bob moved Carol to where her ass was over the couch and he was fucking her with abandon. An hour or so later, he moved her into the Rocky(D)gy position on the sheepskin rug in front of the fireplace. Shit, Carol thought, she was going to have it dry cleaned. She had squirted twice on it but it was worth it.
Then Bob laid down on the couch and Carol rode him and he exploded with his cock pressed tight against her cervix. She felt like his sperm was pushed directly into her womb. She collapsed onto his chest, totally exhausted.
Bob caressed her body and asked, “Tell me beautiful lady, was it everything you hoped it would be?”
Trying to catch her breath, Carol nodded saying, “And more.” They laid there for a while in mutual ecstasy then Carol said, “I could use a shower, how about you?”
Bob agreed and they got up, Carol leading him into the master bathroom where there was a huge glass enclosure with a dozen jets. The two of them lathered each other up and enjoyed using themselves as washcloths before rinsing off and getting out.
As Bob reached for a towel, Carol said, “Don’t dry off,” and grabbed his hand. She led him outside and opened the hot tub then they climbed in. As they sat close together, Carol kissed Bob, softly, sensually as his hands caressed her breasts and hers drifted over his body.
When their kiss broke, Carol whispered, “Look,” and pointed at the doe and fawn, walking nearby. She and her young fawn were curious about the humans in the steaming pool and the four of them just watched each other for a while. Then the doe walked off.
Between the heavy sex and the heat of the tub, both Carol and Bob felt drained and agreed it was time for bed. Crawling into bed, Bob spooned tightly against Carol, his hand cupping her breast as they drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, Mike had taken two Cialis and when Tia showed up, she had brought her friend Jenni along with her. Jenni was a small black girl, about 5’ tall and lucky if she broke 100 lbs. Mike was taken aback and ushered them in and offered them a drink. Both wanted mojitos and Jenni broke out some marijuana. Mike hadn’t done any since college but didn’t want the girls to think he was an old fogie so he partook with them.
Mike made up a big pitcher of mojitos and asked the girls of they wanted to go swimming. Both stood up and dropped all of their clothing, which really wasn’t much. While Tia had very large tits, Jenni was on the small side though she had rather long nipples. Mike also noticed hat she had a very long clit. To him it looked like a little penis and made him drool, thinking of sucking on it.
As they walked to the edge of the pool, the girls set their glasses and the joint down and dove in. Mike sat the pitcher and his glass down, dropped his shorts and followed them into the pool. Mike swam between Tia’s legs and as he did, she reached down and grabbed his cock. Mike had to stop because of her firm grip. Thankfully she allowed him enough slack to be able to get his head above water but she kept him in her control. Mike asked her, “Now that you have me, what are you going to with me?” Tia led me over to the steps and had him sit on the edge. She then began giving him head. Jenni came over and climbed out of the water, standing in front of him and fed him her pussy. She was the perfect height and he sucked her long clit into his mouth and she began having orgasm after orgasm while Tia brought him very close to orgasm.
As Jenni moved away, Tia asked, “Are you going to cum or not?”
Mike apologized, saying, “I’m saving myself for later, when we’re in bed.” Tia pulled him into the water and the two of them made out, exploring each other’s bodies as Mike’s fingers explored her tight little pussy.
Jenni asked Mike where the bathroom was so he and Tia got out and the three of them dried off and after showing Jenni the bathroom, he showed them the house. Then Jenni rolled another joint. After the three of them smoked it, they retired to Bob and Carol’s bed. Soon the three of them were wrapped up together, kissing, sucking, licking and fucking like crazy.
The girls couldn’t believe an old guy like Mike could stay hard for so long. Mike couldn’t cum but he was enjoying fucking these two beauties. Both of them enjoyed taking it vaginally and anally, and Mike really loved getting oral from both of them at the same time. Mike was like the energizer bunny. By morning, the girls had fucked his dick raw.
Carol woke to the sunlight streaming through the crack in the curtains and Bob’s hard cock pressed tight against her back. Her pussy still tingled from the night before. Should she take him or let him sleep? Decisions, decisions. Deciding to get up and put on the coffee, Carol carefully glided out of bed and went to the front room and found her nightie and slippers, then to the kitchen to get the coffee started. Carol couldn’t find the coffee filters and began searching.
For some reason, she opened the desk drawer. There she found a new receipt from a security company for security cameras with a note saying to be sure the cameras showed the bed, the shower, the front room and the hot tub and to put the recorder in the hall closet. Carol went to the closet and there was a piece of electronic gear with red blinking lights and wires running in all directions. She was pissed. At first, she wanted to rip everything out but she resisted the temptation. On the back of the receipt was a hand written note with the security code, it was Mike’s birthday and a website address.
In the last cupboard behind some cups, she found the filters and Carol started the coffee. Now enraged at Mike, she walked into the bedroom where she found Bob sleeping but fully erect. She laid down with her face next to his hardness and began licking the underside of his shaft. Bob moaned in appreciation. Carol then took the head of his cock into her mouth. She never does that for Mike. This was for revenge. Bob’s eyes opened as he smiled at her assault. Carol began to take him to the point of gagging.
“Easy there little lady,” he said as he moved her head up, a trail of saliva following from his bulbous cockhead.
Carol said, “I want your cum for breakfast. Can you do that?”
Bob smiled and said, “For you sweetheart, anytime.” Carol went back to serious sucking and found herself taking more and more of his shaft down her throat.
She was surprising herself at how wanton she felt, then Bob began playing with her pussy with his fingers. Carol began to increase the speed of her movement and Bob told her, “I’m about to cum. Are you sure you want to take it down your throat?”
Carol didn’t answer, she just sucked harder. Bob’s fingers rubbed her G-spot bringing her off as his other hand softly caressed her hair, not pushing her down, just lovingly touching her as he exploded spurt after spurt of salty, thick liquid down Carol’s throat. Carol felt a wicked satisfaction in giving Bob a pleasure that she had never given to her husband. She laid her head on his thigh and gave his cockhead a kiss. It made him jump and she laughed.
As he got up, Carol asked, “Bob, what would you like for breakfast?”
Smiling, he said, “Besides you, I don’t know. I smell coffee so that’s a given. What do you have?”
Carol said, “Bacon, ham, or sausage and eggs. Toast or pancakes. I’ve got strawberry and peach jam. You know I’ve got to keep your strength up.” Then she giggled as they stood.
Bob patted her butt and kissed her as he held her and said, “Why in the world Mike wanted to share you I’ll never know but I’m thanking my lucky stars he did. How about I cook you some ham and eggs? How do you like your eggs?”
“Can you do sunny side up?” she said, wondering if she should tell him about the security system.
“Two orders of sunny side up coming right up,” Bob said, “Right after I pee.”
Mike woke up with a terrible hangover. He felt like someone had been pounding his head with a hammer. Looking around the bedroom, the sheets were completely off the bed. The dresser drawers had been rummaged through and his stomach hit bottom. Looking in Carol’s nightstand her jewelry box was missing. Shit, how was he going to explain to Carol. One or both of the girls had ripped him off. He looked for his pants and his wallet was gone. At least he had the security cameras and he’d sent their asses to jail. Stumbling to the garage, he opened the closet where the recording equipment was, only to find hanging wires. Those bitches had stolen that too. Well at least he could still divorce his wife with the video on the web of Bob and Carol from the cabin. Mike went to check his computer only it too was missing. Shit, he’d have to run into the office, but first he needed to get rid of this hangover. Coffee, he needed coffee.
After a leisurely breakfast, Carol took Bob for a walk by the lake. They went hand in hand around the area, looking at the flora and fauna. Feeling that something was bothering her, Bob held her tightly and asked, “What’s wrong, sweet lady? Did I do something to upset you?”
Shaking her head, she said, “It’s not you. It’s Mike. He’s up to something. This morning when I was looking for coffee filters, I happened to stumble on a receipt from a security company showing that he had them install cameras here. I think so he could watch us. Is he perverted or something?”
What Bob said next shook Carol to her core, he said, “Either that or he’s gathering evidence to divorce you.” Carol took off like a shot back for the cabin, with Bob in tow.
Once inside, she found the receipt and opened her computer and found the site. Once she put in the password it asked for home or cabin. When she clicked cabin, it showed everything from the time she walked in the door. Apparently, it was motion activated. It showed when Bob walked it, all their lovemaking, the different positions, everything. Then it asked if they wanted to download the video and Bob nodded yes. Carol did and after downloading it asked if it should be deleted and again, he nodded, yes so Carol did.
Then Bob said, “Just for kicks, why don’t you click home?” Carol did.
The scene started when Mike came home and it showed him taking a couple of pills. Carol recognized them as his Cialis. He washed them down with a whiskey. A few minutes later the two girls arrived and the two recognized one as Tia. Bob had this sheepish grin. Carol asked him, “Did you know about this?”
Looking at his feet, Bob said, “Umm, yeah, Mike asked if we could swap this weekend. He made me promise not to tell you about the swap though. I didn’t know about the other gal. I’m not sure who she is.”
They continued watching the video showing Mike playing with the girls until passing out. Then Tia leaves as the other girl seems to be asleep. After Tia leaves, the other girl gets up and begins going through the drawers. Then she grabs Mike’s pants and removes his wallet. Carol says, “That dickhead deserves that.” Then the black girl opens Carol’s nightstand and Carol goes, “No, no, no, no, no! Not my jewelry!” She grabs the box and heads out of the room, her hands full of stuff. In the kitchen she takes a trash bag and throws the box and other things in it and finds some checks, putting them in the bag also. She heads into the garage and suddenly everything goes black.
Again, they get the message asking if they want to download the video and Bob nods so Carol does, and again, she deletes it.
Carol is crying and Bob is holding her tightly and moves her to the couch they had shared the night before. Bob’s shirt is wet from her tears as he tries to comfort her. In time, Carol stop crying and takes a deep breath, looks over at Bob and says. “How about buying a girl a drink? I could really use one.”
Bob smiled and said, “Let me change shirts first and I’d love to take you out. Where would you like to go?”
Carol tried to smile and said, “Someplace with music, I think I would like to dance. The Bier Stein used to have good food and music.”
“I’ll be right back,” Bob told her, and headed in to change.
By now most of the day had already passed and they had to wait a few minutes for a table. Bob tipped the hostess handsomely for a table near the dance floor. Dinner was very good and when the band started up, Carol pulled Bob up and held him close to her. They played a lot of slow songs which they both enjoyed. Carol would have liked to have more to drink but Bob asked her, “Do you want to get drunk just to forget about Mike or would you rather stay somewhat sober and go back to the cabin and have more fun like we did last night?”
Carol thought a minute and she said, “Fuck him and your girlfriend. Let’s go back to the cabin and play.”
Bob said, “My ex-girlfriend. What she did was uncalled for.”
They danced a couple of more dances and Carol told Bob it was time to head back.
He wasted no time, paid the tab and quickly took her back to her cabin. Once inside, this time, it was a little more relaxed and enjoyable, taking time to fully explore each other’s bodies, as they slowly undressed each other.
Curious, Carol asked Bob, “Just how long is your tongue?”
Bob said, “God blessed me with length in two locations. I’ve never measured but how’s this for you?” and with that, he licked his eyebrows. Carol gasp.
She pulled him onto the bed and pushed his head into her crotch, saying, “I want you to do that to me again, please.”
Bob smiled and said, “It’s my pleasure.”
Mike had driven to his office, thankfully his security pass was in his car. When he opened his computer. imagine his shock when he opened the site and it read, ‘Video deleted’. “What the fuck” he mumbled. Suddenly aware of a presence behind him, Mike turned to see Lauren, his I.T. tech standing behind him. She looked so luscious. His head still a little foggy, Mike stood up and grabbed her, wrapping his hands under her skirt squeezing her butt cheeks. She slapped him as hard as she could. Mike was taken aback and tried to apologize. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he said.
Lauren screamed, “What in the hell were you thinking?” Mike just hung his head.
Then he noticed the figure behind her. It was Jackson, the head of security. “Why’s he here?” Mike asked.
Jackson walked up and held his hand out. “Mr. Taylor. I need your security badge please. You are being terminated for unlawful use of company funds and company I.T. time.”
Mike shook his head and said, “No, no, I was going to pay it back, honest.”
Lauren said, “You charged the company for security cameras to be put in at your home and cabin at Big Bear and set up a website to watch what was going on. Do you deny that? You also have used the company’s computer to check them. I have also tracked you watching porn on your company computer, a strict violation of company policy and a firing offense. Now we also have you for sexual assault on a fellow employee. Shall I call the police?”
Mike handed Jackson his security card and he handed Mike a cardboard box, telling him to put his personal belongings in it as he was not going to be allowed back on company property after this.
After Mike had packed up his personal belongings, Jackson and Lauren walked him out. Jackson stopped at the door but Lauren continued to his car and watched him put the box in the back. Looking at him angrily, she said, “You know, I copied those videos from the site. What in the hell were you trying to do? Set your wife up for divorce?” Mike slowly nodded his head.
Lauren continued, “And what happened with you and those two young girls, it looks like that one ripped you off royally. Tell me was It worth it?” Looking at his feet, Mike shook his head, no.
As Lauren turned to walk away, Mike asked, “Lauren, did you delete those videos?”
Looking back at him she said, “No, but I should have.”
Mike was shaking as he got home. He would have called Carol on the way but his cell phone was gone with everything else. At least he had the landline at home. He rang Carol’s cell and she answered, giggling and out of breath, “Oh, hi, Mike. How’s things with you?”
Mikes voice was shaking as he said, “Honey I don’t know how to say this but I was just fired. Monday I’m going to have to look for another job.”
Carol sort of laughed and said, “That’s not your only problem. You’re probably going to need to find a divorce lawyer and another place to live. I just got off the phone with Lauren and I also have copies of the video of you and those girls. I wonder what the judge will say about that?”
Mike sputtered like a out of tune motorboat, “But, but, but, but.”
“You know Mike,” she said, “I’ll just bet you wish you had a copy of Bob and I fucking our brains out for you to jack off to. He fucked me so hard I squirted all over the place. That’s something you never did in 23 years. How do you like that? Remember, you were the one that talked me into it.”
There was nothing but silence from his end.
After shutting off her phone, Carol went back to rocking on Bob’s cock in the hot tub. The cabin in Big Bear was a wonderful place for a rendezvous.