"Why, thank you, Kevin. I'd love to do that."
Although he didn't really need to stay late, Kevin made a point of doing busy-work until long after his usual time to leave. The managing partner at that branch was appreciative of the new partner's diligence, but Kevin didn't really care about that. He would have denied it to anybody else, but he was honest enough with himself to admit that he wanted very badly to see Donna again that evening, and any other time he had a chance. That realization came as a surprise, because he thought he had given up on women, after his disastrous union with Carla.
As a boy and young man, he had been too shy to approach girls or women, and they had considered him to be too nerdy and homely to be worth their time. Nerdy would have been a good description of him then and even now. He had always been tall and clumsy and overweight, and had been cursed with even worse acne than most teenagers. Added to that were the facts that his family was just barely above the poverty line, and he had mostly been forced to wear hand-me-downs from his older brother and cousin, and had never developed any kind of social skills.
His nerdiness had actually been an asset in college, where he had scraped by on a small scholarship based on need, a part-time job and a series of student loans. Kevin had neither time nor money for any kind of social life, and no woman of his acquaintance, not even other accounting students, though of him as anything but a dorky loser. In his senior year, Kevin managed to scrimp and save enough to buy a flannel pinstripe suit, black wingtip shoes and a silk tie for interviews. His acne had cleared up, without even leaving scars on his face, and he had lost most of the excess weight, while growing into his height. These factors gave him a suitably businesslike appearance which, combined with his intelligence and habitual place on the dean's list, landed him a job in a major regional accounting firm.
His intelligence and hard work and a certain amount of good luck enabled Kevin to ace the CPA exam on his first attempt. This stood him in good stead also and, five years later, he became a partner in the firm. Success in his chosen profession, however, did not translate to romantic success and he was still single and lacking any prospects at the age of 26. That was when he met Carla. They had known each other for only a few months when, after his drinking too much at a party, they ended the night in bed together.
As a result of that indiscretion, Carla became pregnant and Kevin, having been brought up to do the right thing, insisted on marriage. Although he had almost no feelings for her, nor did she have any for him, she agreed, and they were married at a very small wedding ceremony by a local non-denominational pastor. He really wanted to make the marriage work, and was highly solicitous of his pregnant wife. She accepted his ministrations, but refused to have any kind of sexual activity, claiming an uncomfortable pregnancy. Having heard of such things, Kevin accepted this. His sex life before Carla had been almost nonexistent, and it didn't change after marriage.
Once Kerry was born, matters still didn't change. Only rarely would Carla consent to have sex with him, and then she simply raised her skirt or nightgown and lay quietly while he thrust his cock in and out of her until he ejaculated. She disliked Kerry and wanted no other children, and was on the pill to prevent them. She insisted that Kevin wear condoms also. These are the two most effective means of birth control, but neither is 100% certain. The result of this imperfection was Katie and, after her birth, the best that Kerry could hope for from his wife was the occasional hand job. Even that cost him gifts of jewelry, and he had to wear a condom because she didn't want his cum on her pampered hands.
He thought of her as being frigid, and would have continued believing that, if it hadn't been for the day he inadvertently left at home a file that he had been working on, and had to return for it. Kevin opened the door to his and Carla's apartment and heard both children crying in the kitchen and, when he went to investigate, saw they were both strapped tightly in their high chairs and unable to move. Besides Kerry and Katie, he thought he heard giggling and other unusual sounds coming from their bedroom. After releasing and comforting the children, which was his first priority, Kevin went to the bedroom and looked through the open door. There, he saw absolute proof that Carla was far from being frigid.
Two naked women were writhing on the bed in a 69 position. Until Carla, who was the one on top, raised her head, Kevin was unable to even tell who they were. She grinned at him, her face smeared with the juices from the pussy of the other woman, and returned to what she had been doing. Having been caught in the act like that, she saw no reason not to attempt to brazen it out. After watching, both repelled and mesmerized for about ten seconds, Kevin went to get the miniature audiocassette recorder from his den, turn it on, carefully conceal it in his pocket and return to storm into the bedroom.
Although naïve regarding women, Kevin was not a total babe in the woods. He was aware there are women who love other women, and some who just prefer sex with other women, and he had no animosity toward those with that sexual orientation. At one time, one of his clients was the owner of a lesbian bar, and Kevin had an excellent professional relationship with her. What really bothered him was the realization that Carla had almost certainly been doing the same thing throughout their marriage - having sexual relations with other women while he was supporting everyone, and neglecting or mistreating the children while she was involved with those other women.
The rancorous argument between him and Carla and the other woman, who turned out to be the college student who sometimes babysat for them, was all recorded. The two women loudly expressed their undying affection for one another, and taunted him by telling him repeatedly how often they made love while he was at work. Carla validated the suspicions he had about previous affairs, and vowed she would never have any kind of sex with him again. She had found somebody so much better, and that he had better either like it or lump it. Not wanting to stay in the same building as Kevin, or with the children any longer than they had to, the two women left. Later, he was to discover that Carla had moved in with her lover in the student's small apartment. Since she always doted on as much luxury as she could get, he surmised that she expected to afford better after taking her newly estranged husband to the proverbial cleaners.
She got a big and very unpleasant surprise. At the discussion two weeks later, among Carla, Kevin and their respective divorce attorneys, she was the one who had to like it or lump it. After everybody heard the cassette recording Carla grudgingly agreed to a settlement much less favorable than she would otherwise have been able to extort from her aggrieved husband. A judge or jury, her lawyer advised her, would take a dim view of the person who had uttered those spiteful things about her own children, and who had admitted to, in fact bragged of, her multiple infidelities.
Kevin retained the apartment and had custody of Kerry and Kate. The latter didn't bother Carla because she had told the truth about disliking the children, and she made even less of a secret of that fact after the rest of the dirty underwear came out in the open. She was, however, very fond of the apartment, and hated to have to leave. She might have fought harder for it, but she and her lover would have been unable to afford the rent on the pittance she was forced to accept from her foresighted husband. Ostensibly, the divorce was an amicable one, but the true fact was that Carla was about as friendly as a rabid pit bull. The only reason she chose not to fight it, and gouge as much as she could from Kevin was that the recording, if played in court before a jury of her peers, or even a judge, would have meant a settlement even worse, and for a shorter term than the one she and Kevin finally agreed to.
But, before the divorce proceedings could even begin, Kevin had business to take care of. Being a single father, and with no experience in that role, he had major responsibilities suddenly thrust on him. Fortunately, as a partner at the firm, he was able to take off the necessary time to do some research and make certain arrangements. The best – and the most expensive - daycare center was the one operated by Mrs. Ortiz, and he was lucky enough to manage to get Kerry and Kate enrolled there. Because of its high cost, most parents couldn't afford her services, and that was fine with the proprietress, because she wanted the highest class clientele she could get. It was okay with Kevin too, because the combined monthly fee charged by Mrs. Ortiz and the money he sent to Carla every month was less than he used to spend on the gold-digging bitch when they were together.
After that, he got into a routine, take the kids to daycare on his way to work and pick them up on his way home. Most of their dinners during the week were eaten at one restaurant or another between the two locations, although he always started both children off with a good breakfast. Kevin did all the cooking on days he wasn't working, and he had gotten reasonably good at it. On his way back to pick up the children and take them and Donna to dinner, the thought occurred to him that the teacher might enjoy sampling his culinary skills that coming weekend.
