| Learning My Lesson |
| Written by: Wilkie |
| A man finds out that paybacks are a bitch |
Learning my lesson One thing I should know is that you shouldn't be mad if you step in your own shit. It is a hard lesson but a valuable one. To tell this story I will have to take you back several months or even years so you will be able to understand it. I put myself in this box and I really can't blame anyone but myself. In the beginning, there was a hard drinking Frat party animal. At one of those famous frat parties he met a good-looking babe. She was hot. Shoulder length straight hair, golden tan, perfect skin, and a body that made you think playmate of the month. Her name was Gwen. She partied hard right along with us. She had a wild streak you could expect anything from dirty dancing with her girlfriends to hut tubing topless with all the guys. We hooked up and started dating. What a wild college life we had. I ended up marrying her. We got our diplomas and I went on to Grad school. Soon there were babies and a three bedroom house in the burbs. I was busy making money and she was happy being a PTA soccer mom. The Mini skirts turned into slacks. The Halter tops became sweaters, and we were lucky to get in a weekend date without the kids. Sounds pretty typical. I whined a lot about how I wish we still had the good ole days. But to be honest sex in a car sounded down right uncomfortable. Gwen kept her looks and her figure but now the all over tan was shaped like a conservative one-piece speedo. Then I suffered from a terminal case of Anal Cranyitus. I decided the Grass was greener down at work. The new executive assistant was a hot little hard bodied blonde. Dumber than a rock but she could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. You guessed it. I got caught. It doesn't matter how, I just did. I found myself sitting at an empty table in my kitchen reading a letter from my wife. She and the kids were spending the summer with Grandma so she could figure out what to do. And please don't call. The blonde wasn't worth it. Not even close. I should have stuck to whacking off in the shower. That was the worst summer of my life. I did try to call but Grandma was stern and I never got to talk to Gwen. I did talk to the kids some but I kept my mouth shut. It was pretty obvious they didn't know anything. I came home late one day and found a large manila envelope on the messy kitchen table. On top of it was a letter from my wife. It said." Dear Greg, You know what you did was wrong. In many ways I love you very much and so do the kids but you hurt me badly. I just can't forget what happened. One way or another I need closure. In the envelope are two things. One is a video tape. The other is a completed application for a divorce. If you want to try staying married watch the tape and follow the instructions. If after you see it or if you don't love me anymore just sign the application and mail it. Gwen" Needless to say I was sitting there with tears running down my face. Wow. In a way I had hope in another I was worried as to what was on the tape. I know my wife was sweet and had always been faithful bur there was a day that she could party with the best of them. With shaking hands I decided to watch the tape. I put it in the VCR. It came up as a tape from a local club called the Beanery. It was the kind of place we would have hung out when we were both in college. It was a commercial tape used for advertisement or a low budget TV program. It walked through the Bar and introduced you to the MC who narrated the tape and announced the nightly contest. The contest was called Lady In Red. The MC proceeded to walk through the club and talk to some of the patrons and mostly to the contestants. All of them of course were dressed in red. You guessed it, Gwen was there. She was hot. My dick got hard just looking at my wife on the tape. She was wearing a nice red dress. It was not to tight or to short but it was almost backless and her cleavage was there for all to see. Her tan was perfect and even. She flirted with the MC. She smiled and talked to the Camera. One of the things she said was "It is to bad my Husband can't see this." The guy patted her shoulder and joked with her about being here with out the hubby and then went on to the next girl. 10 long minutes of Tape later the show started. It began as kind of a fashion show. The girls all strutted down the walkway flirting and prancing. They were all wearing Red. Gwen was 4th to take the walk. She Click here to read the rest of this story (320 more lines) (We didn't put all text on this page at once, to make it load FAST for you to check out the first few paragraphs first!)
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