Cheating Spouse
written by:
DG Hear

Cheating Spouse By DG Hear

Thank you to WanderingScot for his editing of this story. He makes it a much better read. There are only two chapters and they are both here.

Chapter one:

I find myself reading a lot of stories on-line. I guess because it's free and I do find some of them really interesting. Lately I have been favoring the cheating spouse's type stories. I'm also into the getting even and revenge in these stories.

I like Romance stories but not if the husband is a wimp. You see I found out that I've been a wimp for the last seven years. That's how long I've been married. I used to think it was because I loved Susan and wanted to do everything for her.

Now I understand I did the things she wanted just so there wouldn't be a confrontation. Believe it or not I learned so much about myself by reading cheating wife stories. I couldn't believe that the husbands never suspected anything in these stories. Did they live in the dark ages?

Now I look back and realized that almost our whole married life Susan used me and took me for a fool.

****

We met in college. I was a senior and she was a sophomore. She was a good looking woman and I was somewhat of a geek. At one of the parties it took a few beers but I was able to approach her. When I asked her to dance she said sure.

We began talking. I used one of the old lines of, "What's a girl like you doing at a place like this?" I told her I was a geek and didn't date a whole lot.

She laughed and told me I was lame but said she would dance with me anyway. We both drank too much and she told me she broke up with her old boyfriend two days before and decided to just go out and have some fun. Her girlfriend told her about this party, so she came to it.

We both ended up drunk and had sex in my dorm room. I left a ball cap on the doorknob so my roommate wouldn't bother us. It was the first time I ever used the cap. My roomy was the one that always got the girl.

I don't remember a lot about the sex that night, but the way the bed looked in the morning we must have had a good time. I got up and took a quick shower and then woke Susan up. She didn't seem too pleased with herself when she woke up. I pointed to the bathroom and she went and took a shower.

She acted a little nicer after the shower. She sure was a nice looking woman. Looking at the two of us, I doubt if anyone would think we were a couple. I made her breakfast before taking her back to her dorm.

I asked her if I could see her again and she told me that she wasn't ready to date again but if she saw me at the parties she wouldn't walk away. Looking back, I think that was her way of saying she thought I wasn't good enough for her.

From time to time I saw her at other parties but she hung with her girlfriends and danced with other guys. Why wouldn't she? She was good looking and available. She did dance with me when I asked her. I didn't know if she cared for me or was just being nice.

****

I came from a good home and was raised with good family values. The problem is I didn't stick to them at college. I did go to parties and got drunk quite a few times. Other than Susan I got laid by a few of other girls during my college years. Unfortunately they were party gang bangs.

The girls would have sex with anyone for the price of admission. I guess it was one way of getting laid without going to a hooker. I did want a girlfriend but the geek chicks weren't into parties. I put getting laid before commitment.

I was miserable, and my roommate noticed it. Tony de Marco was a good looking Italian boy from New York, who wanted to attend our college for the excellent computer science program it offered. We became very good friends - he wasn't as shy as I was, but we helped each other with our studies. I can only say that we became as close as brothers - and no, neither of us knew what Gay meant!

It was Tony that made sure that I got invited to the parties where I did get laid. He had the connections. Now that's what I call a friend.

I suppose the final sealing of the bond between us came on the day we were leaving class, and he slipped on the steps. He fell backwards, and his head struck the concrete. He was motionless, limp, and turning blue in the face, not breathing. From somewhere in my mind came the memory of a story of someone "swallowing their tongue". It had fascinated me, and I remembered what the solution was.

I got behind him, pulled his head back, reached into his open mouth, and hooking my fingers behind his inverted tongue, pulled it back to where it belonged. As his airway opened, his lungs sucked in a huge breath, and as his color started to return to normal, I realized that I was close to tears at the thought of my best friend being hurt.

His eyes opened, and saw me holding his head, my face twisted with emotion. "Mark" he husked. "What happened?"

"Don't worry Tony, you will be ok, just a slip of the tongue!"

"Huh? Well let me up, ok? I'm fine!"

After the medics finished examining Tony, they gave him a clean bill of health, and we went back to the Dorm.

As we walked toward the building entrance, Tony stopped, as he spotted the stretched limo parked in front, the driver standing next to the rear door.

With a shrug, Tony walked to the limo, and as he neared the car, the driver opened the back door, and his Father stepped out.

Angelo De Marco was an impressive figure - six feet and 220 lbs, with a smile to match. He hugged Tony, sighing in relief as he realized that his son was ok.

"Dad - this is Mark - he..." Tony spoke.

"I know who he is!" Angelo smiled. "Mark, I owe you for saving my son. I am in your debt. Any time you need help, you contact me, ok? Do not forget - I mean it - any time." He husked as he shook my hand.

Five minutes later, Tony was gone - back to New York, leaving me to wonder if I had ever really had a friend.

Then I met Susan my senior year. After our one time together, I did see her on campus once in a while and she was always nice to me. I guess I thought she might have feelings for me. I decided to ask her out again and she said ok. She seemed a bit different from the last few times I talked to her. Not as carefree as she was at the parties.

We went out to dinner and to a movie. She actually held my hand and smiled at me. We had sex in the car. She took off her jeans and panties and straddled me. Damn it felt good. We did it three times, and the last time I didn't use a condom. I remember asking her if she wanted me to wear one now and she told me no, she wanted to feel me come in her. I figured she must be on the pill. I grabbed on to the cheeks of her beautiful ass and shot my cum into her. It felt great. At least this time we were not drunk after dinner and a movie.

I asked her if she wanted to go out the following week again and she said yes. I guess I had a girlfriend. We saw each other the next few weekends and she told me we had a problem.

"Mark, I'm pregnant. You're the only man I've been with. What are we going to do?"

I was rather shocked. I was brought up to do what I felt was right even though I had the feeling Susan had used me. I was dumb enough to go along just for the sex. I guess it was now time to pay the piper.

I would be graduating in a month and already had a position lined up in my dad's insurance office. I had taken the business courses to help me be a licensed insurance agent.

Susan had been raised by her grandparents. Her parents were killed in a car accident when she was twelve. Her Grandparents told her they would help her with her education. She wanted to be a legal secretary.

This is where the tires hit the road. I was for a woman's right to choose but was still against abortion. I would have a hard time killing my child. I guess it's different if it's someone else's choice.

"Let's get married," I said. "I have a good position waiting for me next month and you can continue your education. You can take one semester off when the baby is first born. We can do this. I love you and want our child." I really wasn't sure if I loved her or not but I wanted to do what was right.

I knew the alternative was to pay for an abortion and I really didn't want to do that. I doubted that she loved me but we agreed to get married. I wrote home to my parents and told them that I would be getting married after graduation.

I did tell them that Susan, who they never met, was pregnant but we loved each other and would be getting married soon.

I mentioned that my dad owned an insurance agency. It was actually a bit more than that. He also sold real estate and had an auction business. We weren't rich but rather well off.

Susan and I were married a month after my graduation. We invited Susan's grandparents to the wedding. They really seemed like nice people and were happy for Susan and me. They did thank me for doing the right thing by Susan.

They talked to me alone for a few minutes. "Mark, we know that Susan can be a bit wild and stubborn and we did our best with her. As you probably know she gets mad when she doesn't get her way."

The truth was I didn't know anything about her. We got drunk, had sex, then about two months later we ran into each other and started dating. Next thing I know she is pregnant.

I figured she found out about her pregnancy and was scared. So, she started dating me. We got along and she figured I was the way out of her dilemma. The thing is, she is a beautiful woman. She has a nice personality and as I later found out, she is quite an actress.

My parents liked her and she was always helpful around them. We started out renting a nice three bedroom house with an option to buy within one year. I thought we were actually good together. The sex was good especially the first couple of years.

After the birth of the baby Susan took a semester off, which was only ten weeks. She transferred to a college that was only a few miles away. She was able to drive to school without any problem. My mom watched our daughter Trina while Susan attended school.

I enjoyed my job. I sold insurance and real estate. I did help out at the auctions but no way could I be an auctioneer. Dad and his employee Bob did the auctioneering.

I didn't know how most married couples acted since my parents were the only ones I lived with. I did think they seemed to be closer than Susan and I appeared to be. Our life for the first two years was me working and Susan going to school. At night we stayed home with Trina. We watched TV and Trina played on the floor.

Maybe twice a week we had sex. It was good and I always did my best to see that Susan came. I don't ever remembering her complain. Susan went on the pill after the birth of Trina. We didn't want any more kids for now.

Things seemed fine until after Susan graduated. I asked her if she wanted to work in our firm but she said wanted to do billing or be a secretary in a law office. She did get her wish. She began working in a large law office. She was hired in as a receptionist.

I thought the extra income would be nice but Susan spent it all on herself. Don't get me wrong here. I made a good living and provided for all our needs. Once Susan started getting a pay check everything we owned wasn't good enough.

She had to have a new car. Of course it had to be a sports car. Then she started in on the furniture and appliances. I told her I would not buy all new things. If she wanted to have all new things then she could pay for it.

She was stubborn and had to have her way just like her grandparents said. She held off on having sex with me for over a month. Finally I caved in like a wuss. I told her I would pay for half of the new furniture and appliances.

I never did see a dime of any of the rest of her money. I wasn't even sure what she made. When it was time to file our tax return she said her bosses said we should file separately. Since they were lawyers I went along with her. I did find out later they never told her that. She just didn't want me to know how much she made.

She did buy all her own clothes. Which I might add, she had a closet full. Some things she wore seemed a bit short or overly sexy for an office but whenever I brought it up, it started an argument every time.

It wasn't six months after she started working that she said she needed a night out with the girls. She needed what she called her own time. So, every Friday night I knew she was going out with the girls. She was usually home by midnight. I really didn't have a problem with that.

I played golf twice a week so I had no right to complain. When golf season ended I joined a bowling team with the other agents in our office. Dad's business was our sponsor.

This was pretty much our routine till Trina started school. Susan would set out her clothes the night before and I always got up with Trina and we ate breakfast together and I always dropped her off at school. I would be the one to pick her up unless I had an appointment, then mom would take her to her house till either Susan or I picked her up.

As time went by Susan and I seemed to become more distant. It was gradual but I could see it happening. She never really cared for my friends but would act cordial towards them when we saw them. Behind their backs she called them geeks, nerds and a few other choice words.

She had a different set of friends. They would be the ones she would invite over to visit and play cards and such. I always played the part of the good husband, always trying to avoid an argument.

I never cared for her friends either. It was like being back in college. The talk was often about sex and the parties were always drinking parties at their houses. There would surely be an argument if I didn't care to go. Sometimes it looked like the men would get a little frisky with Susan. If I mentioned it to her she just laughed at me. Truth is I was often the butt of the joke.

Some nights Susan worked later and later. During this time, Trina and I became best friends. She would confide in me and tell me everything that happened at school. I was there every evening to help her with her homework (what little she had), and she loved studying. I attended the teacher's conference and was there for Trina in whatever she did.

Susan still treated Trina well when she was home. It was always, ‘honey this' and ‘honey that' when all Trina wanted was her mother to be around more often. If Trina ever mentioned something she wanted her Mother to attend at school Susan always said she had to work to help put bread on the table.

We've been married going on seven years and I have often gone on line after putting Trina to bed. I began reading these stories about cheating wives. I read story after story and was finding out that Susan had been doing these same things for years. Was I paranoid or was Susan cheating on me?

I had no doubt that I had been living with a cheating wife. She was a good actress though. I started watching for tell tale signs like telephone conversations. She would often stop talking or change the subject when I entered the room. She always deleted any messages and cleared the Caller ID regularly.

I noticed that after she went out with friends she would always wash her clothes the next day, especially her undergarments. There were many other tell tale signs I read on the story page. She never wanted sex after coming home from a party. If I was away at a meeting Trina would often be staying at my parent's house.

I thought of getting a private investigator to follow her but what was the point. We lived in a state where everything in divorces was split fifty-fifty. I thought of getting surveillance equipment like they did in the stories but I had no doubt she was fooling around and besides, couldn‘t afford it. My main concern was Trina. She was the reason I stayed with Susan. If there was a divorce I might not be able to see Trina very often. She was my life.

Susan started going to her friends more often. She used anything as an excuse. Once in awhile I did go with her but I never enjoyed myself. She would often flaunt herself around the other men. It was liked she dared me to do something.

It was at a point that nothing I did was good enough. Nothing we owned was as nice as her friends have. We still had sex but I was lucky if it was once a month. She wasn't enjoying it anymore. I felt like she was doing it out of pity for me.

I stayed with her for Trina sake which I now knew was the wrong reason.

****

The shit hit the fan one day. I came back a day early from a trip. This time I did like I read in the stories and didn't call home first. It was evening when I arrived. There was a strange car in our drive.

I got out and quietly walked up and unlocked my front door. The living room light was on but no one was in there. I could hear sounds coming from our bedroom.

"Fuck me, give me that cock you bastard." It was Susan fucking on our bed.

I was pissed but not surprised when I saw Brad fucking the hell out of Susan. He ran the exercise center that Susan went too. He was always flirting with her, this time he got caught.

One thing I might mention is that Brad's wife Jill is a model. She does mostly face and hand modeling but does have a knock out body. She isn't one of the skinny rail types you see on runways.

Why would a man cheat with a seven when he had a ten at home waiting for him? I've know Jill for a while and she is one of the few people that Susan knows that I like.

Brad had just shot his load in Susan when I walked in on them.

"What the fuck!" I said.

"What are you doing home, you're suppose to call first. So, now you know. Get the hell out of the room so we can get dressed." exclaimed Susan.

"Yeah, maybe I'll give Jill a call and invite her over." I replied.

"You tell Jill and I'll kick your mother fucking ass, you wimp!" said Brad.

There I was standing in the room. Brad was right, he could kick my ass but at least I should have put up a fight. I thought ‘what's the use'. I'd just get my ass kicked and Susan would get the pleasure of seeing it. I left the room and heard them mumbling but they had closed the door.

Brad came out first. "Listen you wimp. I meant what I said about Jill. If she finds out then you go to the hospital. Do you understand asshole?"

"Just get the fuck out of my house," was all I could reply.

He walked over to me and pushed me up against the wall, made a fist and laughed. Then he turned and walked out. I stood there like a true wimp.

Susan came out and stared at me. "OK, so now you know. I tried to hide it from you but knew someday you would find out," said Susan.

"I want a divorce. I'm going to start the paperwork tomorrow. I wish you would just leave." She looked at me and laughed.

"You won't divorce me. You haven't got the balls. Besides that I would get half of everything you own. You can't afford it. Plus you'd miss your precious daughter. What are you going to tell her?"

"I'll tell her the truth. Her mom is a cheating slut and we're getting a divorce. She's a smart little girl and I'm sure can handle it. Hell, you're not here half the time anyway."

"I'm not going anywhere and you're not man enough to make me. I suggest you move in the guest room if you don't want to be with me," replied Susan.

I left the house and went and picked up Trina. I had to talk to Trina and tell her the truth. I wish I could keep it from her but there was no way I could stay with her mother. I picked her up at school and took her out for pizza while I talked to her.

"Trina, I have something to tell you. It's about your mother and I."

"You're getting a divorce aren't you Daddy?" She said to me.

"Why yes, but I wanted to tell you so you wouldn't get too upset. I'm sorry Honey, but we... your mother and I can't stay together any longer."

"You found out she's cheated on you didn't you Daddy? I've known for a while and tried to keep it from you but I knew someday you'd find out. Can I live with you Daddy? " said Trina.

"What? You knew your mom was having an affair and didn't tell me? I don't understand," I said to her.

"Dad, I love you and didn't want to see you get hurt. I figured as long as you didn't find out it wouldn't hurt you." Even though she was just a kid and seven years old, she was smart.

"Are you saying you didn't tell me that you knew your mom was cheating on me because you didn't want me to get hurt? How long have you known about it?" I asked.

"I've known ever since I saw her with Uncle Joe, a few months ago. I was hoping it was a one- time thing with him but I later saw her with Warren, what's his name, the guy at the grocery store. Also she was a little too close to her friends when we went to parties. I'm sorry Daddy but I knew you would find out some day. I just wish it was later than sooner."

My God! My sweet little daughter knew her mom was having affairs but didn't tell me because she didn't want to hurt me. I didn't want to ask her but I needed to know how she found out about her mother in the first place.

Uncle Joe wasn't really an Uncle. Trina just called him that because her mother told her to out of respect.

"Sweetheart, surely your mother didn't... um, do anything in front of you?" I asked.

"No Daddy, you were on a trip and I was staying at my friend Stacy's down the street. I came home to get my bike and when I went in the garage I heard strange sounds in the house. I looked in and saw Uncle Joe on top of mommy. I knew what they were doing, so I left quietly."

"Are you sure Trina?"

"Yes, Daddy, I've heard the same noises with you and mom only you kept the door shut. I saw Uncle Joe's naked butt and it was gross. He had a tattoo on it. Mom never knew I was there and I was afraid to tell you. I knew it would hurt you."

"What about Warren? What did you see?

"I heard mom talking to him on the phone, she said his name. She told him I would be going to Grandma's later. Just before we left, I was getting my overnight bag ready when he came in. He grabbed mom and gave her a kiss. She didn't know I had seen them. She told him he had to wait till later, after I left. When I came out of the bedroom he just smiled at me and thanked mom, and left."

"When grandma dropped me off the next morning he was still there acting like he forgot to bring the milk or something. Dad, I may be young but I'm not stupid."

I wasn't sure whether to get mad or smile after her statement. I just knew it was over between Susan and me. I didn't care what the cost.

When we got home Trina would hardly talk to her mom. She would answer any question she was asked but otherwise wouldn't say anything. The next morning I took Trina to school and then went to see John, my lawyer. He did tell me that Susan was right and that our assets would be split fifty-fifty.

We did have a couple of surprises that Susan wasn't aware of. I asked John to get us a quick hearing so I could get Susan out of the house. There was no way I wanted to be in the same house with her.

I stopped by my mom's on the way home and asked her if Trina could stay with her for a few days. I told her Susan and I were getting a divorce and I didn't want Trina to be in the middle of it. Mom told me to take as long as I needed. I told her I would be by to see Trina every evening.

When I got home Susan came in and told me her demands. She wanted everything she could get plus a hefty child-support payment. She even asked for alimony. How stupid could she be? I figured she hadn't told her lawyer the whole truth.

I didn't say a word to her. I just went to bed. The next day my lawyer John told me he had arranged a hearing for custody and living arrangements for Monday. When I got home that evening Susan said, "How stupid can you be? You're going to make a fool of yourself saying I cheated on you. Yes, I received the papers at work. You don't have any proof, you asshole. You're just going to make yourself look stupid."

Again I didn't argue with her even though I would have liked to knock her on her ass. I wanted custody of Trina and if I became abusive to Susan, it wouldn't look good.

On Monday we went to a Judges chamber. I had picked up Trina from school and brought her with me. Susan had her attorney with her. John my lawyer met us there.

"What's Trina doing here?" asked Susan.

"She's part of the divorce. She should have some say in where she lives," I replied.

"That's nonsense! Kids should be with their mother," argued Susan.

"Well, I guess we'll let the Judge decide," was all I said. We all went into his chambers.

"This isn't a divorce decree but a hearing," said the Judge. "We're here to decide who gets what and lives where. If everyone agrees then it could be listed in your divorce documents. If not, then we will go by my ruling until you have a trial where all evidence will be submitted and decisions made."

The Judge asked Trina to please wait in the lobby. He would talk with her in a few minutes. She got up and quietly left the chamber.

"She seems like a very well behaved young girl," said the Judge. "Too bad you weren't able to work it out."

Susan gave me almost a smirk. "Thank you Judge, I try really hard," replied Susan. Damn she ought to have been an actress. I just sat and kept quiet choosing not to argue.

Susan's attorney handed the judge his papers asking for custody of Trina. A hundred and fifty dollars a week in child support for Trina and another hundred a week for alimony. She asked for the house and contents knowing she could only get half the value of the house.

The Judge looked over her papers and mentioned that this was a no-fault divorce state and everything gets divided in half.

It made Susan give me that smirk again figuring she would get what she wanted.

The Judge then looked at me. "Mr. Royer, you petitioned the court for this early hearing. What are your grounds for this divorce?"

"Adultery Judge, she has been having affairs behind my back. I don't want my daughter around it."

Susan yelled out. "You can't prove anything. You're pathetic! Go ahead, give the judge the photo's or phone conversations. Maybe you have a video. You don't have proof of anything. It‘s nothing but hearsay from you."

The Judge told Susan to calm down and looked over at me and asked if I had any such evidence?

"Sir, I have an eye witness to two events. My daughter Trina has seen her mother‘s infidelity."

"You liar!" yelled Susan. "Trina was never there. How can you use our daughter like this." Susan must have not realized her slip of the tongue but her attorney did. He asked Susan to calm down.

The Judge stood up. "I'm going to talk to the girl alone in the hall. I do want to see what she has to say."

After about ten minutes he came back into the chambers. "She is a very nice young girl. We had a nice talk and I believe her but I do have a few questions for Mrs. Royer."

"He told her what to say," said Susan. "I would never do anything to hurt my daughter. He made it all up."

"Mrs. Royer, your daughter mentioned an Uncle Joe. Are you acquainted with this man?" asked the Judge.

"Yes, he's a friend of the family but just a friend. I've never done anything with him," answered Susan.

"Can you tell me if there is any way your daughter would know that he has a tattoo of a skeleton and crossbones on his behind? If necessary we can subpoena him."

"Oh my God, she was never there. She couldn't have seen it. She would have told me," answered Susan.

"She told me Susan. She said she saw you and Joe when she came back for her bike. She also saw you with Warren. The reason she never told you is because you're never there. Besides what would you expect her to say?" I remarked.

The Judge made his ruling. "Mr. Royer you will have custody of your daughter Trina, but Mrs. Royer will have liberal visitation rights. The house and all its contents will be valued and divided equally."

John my lawyer spoke up. "Sir, we had a firm come in and run an inventory on the contents and their current value."

The house was worth a hundred and twenty thousand dollars but we owed seventy thousand, leaving a net value of fifty thousand. The contents were valued at thirty thousand dollars. That left us a total net worth of eighty thousand dollars. It also included our two vehicles.

"That's all?" cried Susan. "I bought that furniture and my car, myself. They are worth a lot more than that!"

"I'm sorry Mrs. Royer, no one wins in divorce."

"Mr. Royer you will get the house and contents but you will have to pay Mrs. Royer thirty thousand dollars and you each can keep your vehicle. Or we will have to auction off everything and divide the proceeds after paying the debts. I noticed that there are no savings to speak of."

"What, he gets the house? It's not fair. I bought all that furniture with my own money," spoke Susan.

"It doesn't matter who bought what in a marriage. There was no pre-nuptial agreement so everything gets split down the middle. He is offered the house because he has the daughter. She is what is most important here. Her friends and surroundings are important to her. Mr. Royer, is there any way you can get the thirty thousand dollars for Mrs. Royer's half of the estate?" asked the Judge.

"Yes Sir, I can borrow it from my parents and I'll pay them back. I'm sure the banks won't be loaning either of us any money at the present time till this divorce is final."

"Mrs. Royer, one last thing. I notice that you and Mr. Royer appear to have approximately the same income."

I was surprised to hear that!

"So, seeing you figured a hundred and fifty dollars a week would be a fair child support you will be paying it to Mr. Royer. Neither of you will receive any alimony. You will have three days to vacate the premises and you may only take your personal items."

"It's not fair! Why should I have to pay him? It's not my fault he's a wimp." I just shook my head.

The Judge spoke one last time. "If either of you want to fight this divorce and settlement that I have drawn up, you're more than welcome. Mrs. Royer, his evidence is more than enough to get custody and the division of equity will probably stand."

I walked out in the lobby and hugged Trina. I know she loved her mother and it would be hard on her, but we would make it through it all.

It's not over yet. Chapter two will explain what happened next.

Chapter Two

Susan was really pissed about the judge's settlement. She thought about fighting it but her lawyer said she didn't have much of a chance of winning. I believe what she hated the most was having to pay me a hundred and fifty dollars a week in child support. I had to admit it kind of surprised me.

My dad did loan me the money to pay off Susan. I promised I would pay him back. Each week when the courts sent me the money from Susan, I gave it to my dad. I made more than enough to live on and with Susan out of the picture, I even had a little money to save.

Life was pretty good except for being pestered by Susan. Trina told me that the weekends she spent with her mother she was questioned about me all the time.

Trina did tell me her mom apologized for what she had seen. I guess she did have a little respect for Trina or was still acting like a good mother. After the first couple of months Susan started making excuses why she couldn't take Trina. It was either working late or taking business trips.

Supposedly she became a secretary for a couple of the lawyers. There's no way she would tell me anymore than that. I figured she did some of the work on her back. I didn't care as long as she didn't do it in front of Trina.

****

One day dad called me into the office. He told me he had a surprise for me. I walked in and saw an old friend. It was Samantha. We always called her Sam.

When I was around twelve or so, Sam came to live with us as a foster child. She was fourteen at the time. Her parents were caught dealing drugs and were sent to prison. Mom and Dad were asked to auction off their house and belongings. That's when they met Sam.

She was going to live in a child care facility when Mom asked to be her foster parent. Most people foster younger kids but my parents saw something special in Sam. She stayed with us until enlisting in the service when she graduated.

I really liked her and missed her when she left for the service. She was somewhat of a tomboy and didn't take shit from anyone. I know she loved my parents just by her actions. Whenever they asked her to do something, she never gave them any lip.

There were a few guys picking on me and I saw her kick one in the gonads and hit another with a two by four. She told them if they ever picked on me again, she'd kick their ass. I will say they were two grades higher than me. I doubt if I would have stood a chance. That was probably when I found out I was a wuss.

I was fairly smart and helped Sam with her homework. To me she was like an older sister. In a sense I guess I loved her but never told her so. I hugged her when she left, I even had tears in my eyes.

She did come home on leave but I was away at college. This was the first time I had seen her in ten years. She looked good. It's hard to describe her. Long blond hair, nice figure from what I could tell, and a smile with big dimples.

She gave me a big hug. Dad said he hired her as our new receptionist. I remember him telling her years ago that if she needed anything to let him know. Now that she was out of the service she was looking for a job.

She said she had spent her early years in combat but the last few years overseas doing mostly computer and electronics work.

****

During the separation of our divorce it was so nice to see Sam's smiling face every morning. One thing I might add here is that Susan and Sam never cared for each other from the day they met. I remember Susan saying that she thought Sam was strange. She actually said she wondered if she was a dyke since she really didn't date.

How did she know if Sam dated or not? She must be having her watched or something. I did know that a couple of the divorced agents asked Sam out but she refused respectfully. She wouldn't tell anyone about her personal life.

Sam on the other hand told me that she liked studying people and she didn't think Susan was trustworthy. "Mark, I care for you. I don't want to tell you how to live your life, but don't trust her."

I didn't trust Susan. I caught word that she was still screwing around even during the separation. It really made me look bad but I had to put my best foot forward so there wasn't a chance of losing Trina.

Dad invited Trina and I over for a cookout on Saturday for a welcome home party for Sam.

When we arrived I introduced Trina to Sam. They got a long great together. Trina never left her side the whole time we were there. I guess they had both made a new friend.

It appeared that when Trina met Sam, there was an instant connection. Sam would stoop down when talking to Trina. I knew Trina like that. Halloween was coming up so Sam asked Trina what she was going to wear ‘Trick or Treating'. Trina told her she probably couldn't go out this year. She said her Mom said she had to work late and wouldn't be able to take her.

For those readers who don't know what ‘Trick or Treating' is, I'll try to explain. On Halloween the little kids get dressed up in costumes and go door to door to the neighbors and are given candy. It used to be that if a treat wasn't given then a prank would be played on the non giver. Nowadays, there aren't many pranks and the neighbors who want to take part leave their porch lights on.

Sam looked up at me for an explanation. "I usually pass out the candy to the neighbor kids and Susan would usually take Trina door to door. This year she said she has to work over. I guess she doesn‘t feel obligated do to the divorce."

I later told Sam the truth which was Susan was going to a Halloween party herself. It really pissed Sam off that a mother put herself before her daughter.

"Sam, Susan has always put herself first," I explained.

"Trina," said Sam, "would you like me to take you 'Trick or Treating'? I'll wear my uniform and go with you."

Trina couldn't have been happier. She told Sam that she was going to dress as a princess, since that was what her daddy always called her. It was just one more thing that showed me what type of person Sam was. I wondered why Susan couldn't have been as nice.

Susan would stop by the house and always have an excuse of forgetting something. I think what she was doing was checking up on me. It didn't do her any good because I was the same old wuss. When Susan found out that Sam was taking Trina out for Halloween, she was pissed.

"Trina and I deserve a life too. You go to your fucking party. Sam and I will see that Trina goes Trick or Treating."

I couldn't wait for the divorce to become final. After that I had no reason to let Susan in the house. Right now I was biding my time.

When Trina wasn't around Susan would always throw up her lovers at me. She just wouldn't let it go. I know I shouldn't have let it bother me, but it did.

On Halloween I had Trina all dressed in her princess outfit. She looked so pretty. Sam arrived in her uniform and I have to say that I never saw a better looking soldier. I gave them both a sack and they headed down the walk to get their candy. I sat on our porch and passed out candy to all the ghosts, goblins and all the other children dressed in colorful costumes.

About an hour and a half later here came my two trick or treaters with their bags full of candy. Sam said that Trina was pretty much worn out. We turned off our porch light, most kids were done by now, and Sam helped Trina with her costume.

I made us all some popcorn and poured a glass of apple cider and we decided to watch Hero's. It was a show about a group of people who had super powers. Some could read minds, others couldn't die, one woman could freeze anything, and some could even travel through time.

I mentioned to Sam that I had just got interested in the show and had been watching it with Trina. Of course Trina always falls asleep and I end up watching it myself.

It was so nice having Sam there with me. It felt like a family but Sam was just a good friend and foster sister.

Finally the day arrived and our divorce was final and life went on. I really did enjoy doing things with Trina. Right now she was my life. I should mention that right after Trina was born, I did have a DNA done. She truly was my daughter. I never told Susan I had the test done.

I do have to say that there was a bad side to my life also. I knew about Joe, Warren and Brad. I figured there were countless others but I didn't have any names. I think that was a good thing. Deep down I wanted revenge but didn't know how to go about it.

Every time I saw one of these assholes, they would snicker and laugh at me. I figured it embarrassed Trina but she never said anything. I knew I had to get some type of revenge, but how?

I saw Sam every day when I went to work. She was one of the bright spots of my days. Sam and I had become closer and closer at the office ever since the divorce was final. She was doing everything for me. It was as though she was becoming my personal secretary. She made my appointments for me and led me to a lot of walk-in customers.

One day when I brought Trina along to the office, she and Sam were talking. When I came back out of the office Trina asked me if Sam could go out and eat with us and go to the movies.

"Princess, Sam probably already has plans."

"No I don't," said Sam smiling.

"She might not like pizza and seeing a children's movie."

"I like pizza and I love animated movies," said Sam still smiling.

What could I say? I think these two already had this planned. I set up a time and let Sam know we would be by to pick her up.

We had a great time. I loved having adult company especially Sam and she and Trina got along great. On the way home I said, "We should do this again sometime."

Trina looked at Sam and said, "Tomorrow night Daddy and I make popcorn and watch Hero's together. Want to join us?"

I was about to make another excuse but Sam spoke first. "I'd love to come and watch TV with you and your dad." I was really happy about this but I knew I needed to control my emotions around Sam. We were just friends and she trusted me. I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship.

About halfway through the show, Trina fell asleep. Sam looked over at me and asked what I was thinking? She said I had a silly grin on my face.

"I was thinking if I had a super power I could get rid of those assholes that ruined my marriage and made me a wuss."

"Mark, you won, let it go. You have a beautiful daughter and a good job and a nice place to live," said Sam.

"I know you're right but I can't get over being made fun of every time I see those assholes. If I had a super power, I could get my revenge."

"So, what power would you like?" asked Sam going along with me.

"I don't know, maybe to be able to make things happen to them. Like having Warren freeze to death in his own freezer at work. Maybe Brad could have a barbell fall on him and crush his windpipe."

"You're thinking all bad thoughts Mark. That's not good. What about some good ones?" she smiled at me.

I had good ones. I want to kiss and make love to Sam but I knew that wasn't even possible. Some thoughts I had to keep to myself.

Sam got up to leave and thanked me for inviting her over. She said she had a wonderful time and to kiss Trina for her. I gave her a hug and walked her to the door.

The next morning we arose to a thunderstorm. After getting Trina ready for school I dropped her off and headed to my office. As I got out of my car lighting struck right next to me. I don't think it hit me but did knock me over and I banged my head on my car.

The next thing I knew I woke up in a hospital bed. Standing over me was Sam. "What happened" I asked. "I remember seeing lighting and falling."

"According to the doctors you fell and banged your head on your car. You have a concussion. They did an MRI and you'll be ok but will have to spend tonight in the hospital," replied Sam.

"What about Trina?" I asked.

"I'll pick her up at school and bring her to see you. She can spend the night with me if it's alright with you."

"Of course it ok with me. There's no one I trust more. Darn, my head feels funny."

"Of course, you just banged your head and have a concussion. Don't worry, the doctors said you'll be good as new in a couple of days."

There was something else but I didn't want to tell Sam. I just felt like I could do something special like a super power. I wondered if I could bend people's wills. I know I shouldn't have done it but I willed that Sam would kiss me.

"Well, I better get back to the office. You take care of yourself and listen to the doctors." She then leaned over and kissed me on the lips. It was more than a peck and felt so good.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that an old college friend of yours stopped by the office this morning. He said he would stop by here to see you." She gave me another little peck and left.

I had to wonder if I had a super power. She did kiss me after I willed it. I also wondered who might be stopping by. I fell asleep and was woken by my old friend Tony de Marco from college. He said he had business in Ohio and thought he'd stop by and see me.

We talked about old times and I thanked him for help getting me laid. We both laughed and he asked me about Susan. I told him about her cheating and then us getting a divorce. I told him I did get a beautiful daughter out of it. He mentioned that he had three kids and was happily married.

Before leaving he reminded me that if I ever needed anything to let him know. I thought that maybe I should hire him to wipe out a couple of my old enemies but there is no way I'd ask that of a friend.

Again I began thinking about Warren and him laughing at me. He stood there in front of me just two days ago and told his buddies how he just got back from fucking my ex. God, I wanted to hit him so bad.

While I was thinking revenge I looked up and there was Trina with Sam. "Hi Princess, how was school?"

"Fine Daddy, Sam told me you got hit by lighting and bumped your head. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. Hopefully I should be able to get out of here tomorrow," I replied.

"Sam is taking me over to see grandma but will be back tonight to take me to her place. I wish you could come with us."

That put a smile on my face. I would have loved to spend the night at Sam's place. I looked at her and maybe willed the same thought. I had to stop doing that. If Sam and I were to be together I wanted it because she wanted to be with me, not just my willing it.

The Doc wanted to keep me one extra day. No use arguing with him. Besides Sam said she thought it would be best also. When she came close and looked into my eyes I couldn't help but will another kiss and received it.

"Mark there is something I need to tell you. It's very personal but I feel you need to know."

"What is it Sam?"

She looked a bit nervous. She asked Trina to wait in the hallway for her. "I haven't told you the total truth and need to tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"Before being released from the service I was put in a psyche ward for two months. I wasn't crazy but I did stab two soldiers."

"You don't have to tell me this Sam."

"Yes I do. Please let me finish. There was a group of us at a bar and the guys were getting a little too drunk. They began to paw and grab at me. I told them a number of times to quit but they wouldn't. Two of them grabbed me, one holding me and the other trying to undress me. Other guys stood around and laughed. I was able to get hold of a beer bottle and smashed it against one guys head and took the broken bottle and stabbed the other one in the stomach.

"The next think I knew was the MP's were arresting me and taking me to the psyche ward where I spent two months. All the soldiers stood together and said everything was just done in fun and I got violent. It was chalked up to some type of syndrome. I just wanted you to know the truth about my past."

"I'm so sorry for you. You deserve so much better. Thank you for confiding in me." I had to wonder if in some way I had asked her to be honest with me. I knew I would have to watch this power.

After she left I thought about her, Tony and Warren as I fell asleep. The next morning I was awakened by Trina and Sam. "Daddy, you get to come home today. Me and Sam are taking you out for breakfast. We're going to Mc Donald's."

Not my favorite place to eat but the company sure was nice. While we ate, Trina told me everything she had done for the last two days. She said she slept with Sam in her big bed. I had to laugh when she said I should sleep there some time. I know she just wasn't thinking but I liked the idea.

After I got home I started reading the paper. I noticed that Warren from the grocery store was found frozen in his walk-in freezer. Apparently the inside opening mechanism wasn't working and he froze to death. The article said they didn't suspect foul play. It was just a freak accident.

My dad called and asked if I was alright. He had been out of town and didn't get a chance to come and see me at the hospital. After I told him everything was fine he asked me if I could go to the grocery store where Warren worked and fill out the insurance claim. I guess Warren was insured with us.

Some of the people looked at me kind of funny as I filled out the papers. They all knew how Warren bragged about bagging my ex. I guess they had to wonder if I had anything to do with this in some way.

They had no idea that I willed it. I mentioned it to Sam how I willed it and that I had told her the week before. In an odd sort of way, I killed Warren.

"Mark, it was an accident. Just because you thought it doesn't make you responsible," replied Sam.

"Sam, you don't understand. I'm not sad about what happened. He was an asshole and a jerk and I don't feel bad at all about him freezing to death. I just have to wonder exactly how it happened."

"If you believe you have some super magical power then put it to good use. Wish for more sales and a better life," said Sam.

Over the next week I closed every one of my appointments that Sam had set up for me. Before going into each house I willed that they would purchase the insurance. I also sold two houses that week.

I was happy, Dad was happy and so was Sam. Life was good until I ran into Brad. I had a real estate appointment to list a house. When I got there no one answered the door for a few minutes. I tried ringing the doorbell again and a nice looking lady answered the door in a robe.

"I'm Mark Royer. We had an appointment to sign your real estate papers. I have the sign to put in your yard."

"I'm sorry, I lost track of the time. Can I sign the papers and you can put the sign in the lawn. You can take your outside picture but if you can come back another time and take some of the inside. I'd like to straighten it up some first."

"No problem. I'll send someone by tomorrow to take the rest of the pictures."

I went outside and began taking a few pictures. It was then I noticed the car parked across the street; it was Brad's. I knew it well from sitting in my driveway. He must have been inside fucking Mrs. Diaz. Sam had said the woman was getting a divorce and wanted to sell her home. I had to wonder if Brad was the reason for her divorce too.

So I guess old Brad was cheating not only on Jill but Susan as well. I couldn't help it. I called Susan to make sure she would be taking Trina for the weekend but mainly I wanted to tell her I saw Brad. I know I just saw his car but it was good enough for me.

Two days later they found Brad dead on one of his exercise machines. Apparently he was exercising and the weights were too heavy and the bar had slipped and crushed his larynx. The police were questioning this one. I know they had stopped by to see me but I had a great alibi. I was with Trina at school. She was in a Play, but unfortunately her mom couldn't make it.

I had to wonder if my willing it made it happen. I was sure it had but I was hoping that Jill didn't do it. She deserved so much better than she got. I remember talking to Sam about it and reminding her how I had told her it's how I had wished he would die.

I know I didn't will Jill to do it but this was all new to me. I really had to better learn how to control my thoughts. The police left it open for now but they still didn't rule out homicide even though it could have been an accident.

****

My sales had improved greatly and my life with Trina couldn't have been better. Sam was in our life more and more. Every time I was going to take Trina somewhere she always asked if Sam could come too. I was really confused by my thoughts and emotions here.

Was I willing all these emotions for Trina toward Sam? Was Sam wanting to come with us because I had willed it? Believe it or not, I really didn't like this part. I wanted the three of us together just because we wanted to be. I didn't want it willed.

I was to go into a new housing development. There were a number of construction companies working there and I was writing all the liability insurance for the developers. I was to check with each construction firm and get the required insurance forms filled out.

Wouldn't you know it, I came across the company that Joe Akers worked for. He was the infamous Uncle Joe that Trina saw banging my ex. He laughed at me as I walked by. If only people knew how that makes a guy feel.

I walked up to him when he was alone and said, "I'm going to will you dead. I did it to Warren, Brad and now you. Laugh at that you son of a bitch."

He looked totally dumbfounded as I walked away. I know he must have read about the deaths in the paper and I was sure he knew about my divorce. At least I gave him pause to think.

I got a call from my friend Tony and he said he'd be coming through town and wondered if we could do lunch. We met up talked over old times and he invited me up to New York for a vacation.

He asked me if I was seeing anyone and I told him there was a woman I cared for but we weren't serious. I did tell him about Sam and he told me it sounded pretty serious to him.

He asked me how I was doing since the divorce. He knew I was made a cuckold and it was hard living it down. I did tell him that two of the guys were found dead.

"Hell, maybe the third one will show up the same way," he laughed when he said it.

"Anyway, ask this Sam woman if she would like to come and visit New York with you. Bring your daughter and my wife and I will show you the town."

I called Sam that night and told her what I said to Joe. I mentioned that I was so tired of being laughed at that I told him I willed his death. Then I told her that maybe I should add Susan to my list.

"Mark, you have to stop it. I'm worried about you. As far as Susan goes she's your daughter's mother, you can't harm her. So what did you tell this Joe guy?"

"That it was his turn. I don't know how he's going to die. I haven't willed it yet."

"Just stop it Mark. You can't go on like this. Please, if for no other reason, stop it for me."

I wasn't sure what she meant. I was never sure whether her thought were really hers or mine. I changed the subject and asked her if she would like to go on a vacation to New York. My friend Tony invited us up and would show us the city.

She immediately said yes. Of course I had to wonder if it was my willed thought or her own decision. I really didn't like this power anymore. It was fine that I got rid of the assholes but what about my relationship with Sam. Was it real or not?

I had an evening appointment so I dropped Trina off at my parents. After getting the papers signed I was headed back to town when I was broadsided by another car. The next thing I remember was being back in the hospital.

Again there was Sam sitting there next to my dad. "What happened? I think I got broadsided. How long have I been out?"

My Dad spoke first. "You've been in a coma for three days. Sam, your mom and I have been taking turns sitting with you."

"What about Trina? Is she ok?"

"She's fine but is worried about her Dad," said Sam. "Just like the rest of us."

"She's been staying with your Mom. We didn't want to bring her here and see you unconscious. We'll bring her here this afternoon," said Dad.

"Is there something you guys aren't telling me? It feels like you want to tell me something but you are waiting."

Dad spoke, "I thought this could wait but since you asked I might as well tell you. Joe Akers was killed the same night you were in the car accident. The police were looking for you but knew it couldn't have been you since you were in a coma, in the hospital."

"Killed? How? Where?" I asked. "I saw him a couple of days ago at a construction site."

"That's why the police were looking for you. I guess he had told a few of his friends that he ... that he had sex with Susan. Boy that woman sure had me fooled," said dad.

Sam took over. "Apparently his truck caught on fire in front of Susan's apartment. According to the report, he was visiting with Susan and when he left he got in his truck and it burst into flames. He had been drinking and didn't stand a chance. He burned to death."

I looked at Sam. She knew what I was thinking. I willed his death, how I don't know. I couldn't remember. All I could think of was being broadsided by a car.

Sam and Dad left but said they would be back later to visit me and bring Trina. I thought about Sam but there was no kiss. I had to wonder if I had lost my super power.

I was doing well and really felt hungry. I wished for a steak but got meat loaf. Just thought I'd give it a try.

Mom brought Trina by to see me. I was so happy to see both of them. I asked about Sam and Mom said she was busy catching up on my work. She could do everything but sign legal documents.

"You really care for Sam don't you, Mark. I can see it every time she's around."

"I'm sorry Mom."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. She's a wonderful person and we love her. She was a foster child, not your sister. It's alright to fall in love with her," Mom said as she smiled at me.

"...But Mom, I don't know how she feels. We've never talked about it. She's so good with Trina."

"I love Sam," said Trina. "She's pretty and nice to me. She even treats me better than Mom does. I think she loves you too Daddy."

"What makes you say that Princess?" I asked Trina.

"Just the way she is around you and she always goes places with us whenever you ask," replied Trina.

I had to wonder if it was all because I willed it. I guess having powers isn't all it's cracked up to be. The doctors said I could go home after lunch. Mom called the office and told Dad that she and Trina would just stay with me and drive me home.

That evening Sam came by to watch Hero's with me and Trina. She made us the popcorn and we sat on the couch and watched the show. As usual Trina fell asleep and Sam took her to her room and put her to bed.

When she came back into the room I kept blinking my eyes over and over. "What are you doing Mark? Are your eyes ok? Do you want me to call for the doctor? After all you had another concussion."

"No, I was wondering if I lost my powers. I figured I did when I tried to use them in the hospital."

"What did you try and do? The three men you wanted revenge on are all dead."

"At the hospital I tried to get them to bring me a steak!" Sam laughed. "So what were you trying to do when I walked in the room?"

"I can't tell you, it's embarrassing."

"Come on, you know you can trust me," replied Sam.

"I was seeing if I could get you to kiss me." I stared at her. She looked back into my eyes. I had no idea what she was thinking.

"If that is what you wanted, all you had to do was ask." She leaned forward and kissed me hard and passionately.

"Mark, I was waiting for you. I wasn't sure how you felt and I didn't want to mess up our relationship. I've cared for you ever since I came back to town. That's why I told you about my past. I even kissed you in the hospital but you never kissed me back."

"It's because I thought the only reason you kissed me was because I willed it. I wanted you to kiss me because you wanted to."

"Then why didn't you will us to make love together?"

"For the same reason. I wanted you to want me for who I am, not because you were forced to want me."

"So, you have no power now, is that right?" asked Sam.

"That's correct." I answered. "The powers are all gone."

"Then take me to your bedroom and make love to me. I'm very willing."

I took her by the hand and led her to my bedroom. I slowly undressed her. She was one beautiful woman, with firm breasts, taut, tight abdominal muscles and beautiful legs.

"You are so beautiful," I remarked. "This is real isn't it? I'm not hallucinating or dreaming, am I?"

"No, we're real," she said as she undid my belt buckle and let my pants drop to the floor. I quickly took off my shirt.

We climbed on the bed and I began kissing her, starting with her forehead, cheeks, ears and then her lips. God, I knew I loved her. I kept kissing her and worked my way down to her breasts. I sucked on each one till they became taut.

I moved my hands down to her waist and my mouth kissing her tummy. I couldn't get enough of her.

Her body was so tight and muscled from being in the service but her skin had a softness to it. When I got to her lower belly below her navel I began to kiss and lick the peach fuzz that was there. I slowly pulled down her panties but kept kissing and licking her all the while.

I quickly removed her panties and buried my face in her pussy. To say she was wet would be an understatement. I never wanted to eat a pussy so bad in my life. I did everything that I had read about in the stories. I licked, sucked and even blew lightly into her pussy.

By the noises she was making I knew she was loving it. I tongued her pussy till I felt her climax. I didn't let up till she let go of my head. I rose up and removed my briefs. I slowly pushed my cock into her and began pumping in and out of her.

I did my best to make it last. I never wanted the feeling to end. Making love to her was so different than I ever remember with anyone else. She was giving back as much as I was giving.

As I was coming I held my cock deep inside of her. She must have come again because I could feel her pussy pulsating against my cock. When the pulsating stopped I rolled off of her and lay next to her. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was Sam saying, "I love you!"

I woke up first thing in the morning and took a shower. When I got out Sam smiled at me and jumped in the shower. We were both sitting at the table having coffee when Trina came into the kitchen.

"Morning Daddy, morning Sam, did you spend the night here?" she asked.

I knew it was a bit awkward but Sam just told her, "Yes I did. I was too tired to go home." It was funny but Trina never asked another question. She just got herself a bowl and got out her cereal and began eating breakfast.

On the way to work I expressed my feelings to Sam telling her that I loved her. Also that I was actually happy that I had lost whatever power I had. I just didn't know how to control it and most important I wanted to know that when she said she loved me I would know it was not willed by me but came from her heart.

Before getting out of the car Sam leaned over, kissed me and said, "I really do love you Mark and I will do whatever necessary to make you happy and to keep us together."

The day was going pretty good until I heard a voice I hated. It was Susan in the reception area.

"Where's Mark? I want to talk to him now," said Susan. She walked right past Sam and into my office; the door was open and she closed it behind her.

"I know you're behind the deaths of my past lovers. I'm going to prove it and have you arrested. You're not going to get away with this."

Susan never knew about my power which was now gone. I now wish I would have willed her dead but it was too late.

"I had nothing to do with the death of your asshole lovers. In fact I have talked to the police after each death. During two of them I was in the hospital myself. I was even in a coma during one of them. You are going to have to be quite the magician to put the blame on me."

"I know you are responsible but I don't know how," replied Susan.

"Get out of my office before I call security. God knows marrying you was a mistake. The only good thing ever to come out of you is Trina. If I wanted anyone dead it would have been you."

When she left my office she slammed my door but I could hear her out in the lobby. I opened my door slightly and listened. There was no one else in the lobby or nearby offices at the time. We were getting ready to close for the night.

It was Susan and Sam arguing. It didn't sound good. Sam seemed to be in control.

"Listen Bitch! Stay the hell away from Mark. You've caused him enough trouble. If it's trouble you want, it's trouble you'll get. I have something to show you," remarked Sam.

Sam handed Susan a manila envelope. When she opened it up there were pictures of Susan with different men. "Where did you get these?" asked Susan in a very scared manner.

"Let's just say they were dropped off at my desk. As you can see they are all pictures of you screwing your lovers. Notice the date and time stamped on each one. It appears you were the last one to see Warren, Brad and Joe before they each met their untimely demise," said Sam.

"Who took these pictures? Did you take them? Did you have them taken? You know who killed my boyfriends don't you? I'm going to go to the police and show them these pictures," yelled Susan.

"I suggest you think long and hard before showing anyone these pictures. Have you ever heard of the Black Widow Spider? She has sex with her mates before killing them. Just maybe you killed your lovers. You were the last person to see them alive."

"I'll tell the police you gave me these pictures," replied Susan.

"I'm wearing gloves, I'll deny seeing them. As I told you before, these pictures were on my desk one morning. Besides, I never even met any of these men. I think you should stay away from Mark and quit accusing him and now me of killing anyone."

"He doesn't know about the other men or your latest fuck toy Larry..."

"How do you know about Larry and the others?" asked Susan.

"It's not how I know, but more importantly, ‘That I Know'. I have a suggestion for you," said Sam.

"Why should I listen to anything you say?" remarked Susan.

"Because if you don't, both you and your latest fuck might end up with the others. You and your friend can just move out of town. Far away from Mark. Your life could depend on it. I know your law offices have other branches. I suggest you and Larry transfer to one of them as soon as possible."

"What about my daughter? What about Trina?"

"You can see her whenever you want. Mark is a wonderful guy that you shit on. I'm here to protect him. Just let him know when you're available to see Trina and we'll bring her to you. Maybe around the Holidays you'll actually miss her."

"You're in love with Mark aren't you? You just want me out of the picture."

"If I wanted you out of the picture, you would be dead by now. I might be saving your life even now. I won't be telling you again. By moving, the life you save, may be your own."

I heard Susan leave and walked out into the lobby. "What were you and Susan arguing about?" I asked Sam.

"Just girl talk. I told her to leave you alone or I'd kick her ass. I even suggested she move to the next city over," she replied.

I didn't want to delve any deeper. If things worked out the way Sam suggested, I would be happy with that.

I got a call from Susan the following week. She told me she had a chance for another promotion but she would have to leave next week. It would be clear on the other side of the state. She asked about seeing Trina. I made arrangement for her to see her before she left.

I also told her that we could arrange visits whenever she had free weekends and of course Holidays. She seemed happy with these arrangements.

When I walked out to the lobby and told Sam, she smiled. "Mark, I knew it was Susan and I listened in on your call. I hope you're not mad at me."

"I heard you on the extension. No, I'm not mad and I want to thank you for being honest with me. You and Trina are my life. You need to know that."

Epilogue:

Sam and I got married a month later. Trina was almost as happy as I was. Mom and Dad said they couldn't be happier and were glad we found each other. We spent our Honeymoon visiting New York. Tony and his wife let us stay at their mansion and showed us the town.

Trina went with us while we toured New York and stayed with Tony's kids at night while we enjoyed the night life. The last thing Tony said to me before we went home was, "Don't forget, if you ever need me I'm just a phone call away.

Trina does go visit her mother a couple of times a year. We have never had another problem with Susan and we still get her check every month. As far as the deaths of Susan's lovers go, they are still unsolved.

Thank you for reading my story Comments are welcome and appreciated. DG Hear