Field Work 1

Field Work

"Okay, I'm off now. I'll call you when I arrive there. I'm going to miss you."

That was my wife Jane as she headed out to do here field work for her graduate degree. She was off to study some Anabaptist sect teenagers when they lived a free life in their late teen years. To be perfectly honest, I couldn't for the life of me understand why anybody cared about what a bunch of teenagers do. But, as usual, my thoughts on matters didn't matter to my wife, especially how my thoughts interacted with her chosen field of study.

Amy was a PhD student in cultural anthropology at our local University. We had met while she was an undergrad and hit it off really well. We had a whirlwind romance and got married rather quickly. I was a few years older than Jane and had a successful software development business when we married. Being a dutiful husband, I paid off Jane's undergrad loans and was paying for her graduate studies.

Her lead professor was Dr. Kyle Pimm, an associate professor in the anthropology department. I had met him on several occasions during the years and always had a bad feeling about him. It seemed every time we met he would greet me with a smirk as if he knew something that I didn't. He had a young wife who was quite beautiful, so I didn't think he would be the philandering sort when you had a wife like that.

Anyway, my wife arrived at her destination having had no problems and as the weeks went by we would video chat via a software program that my company had developed. At first she would tell me all about things that she found interesting amongst the teens. Apparently they had lots of sex and would drink a lot, both of which weren't tolerated back in the church.

Before long the calls started tapering off. I had let her call me because she had a more unpredictable schedule. After a two week absence, Jane called. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to call you, but I've been busy doing interviews and so on. I was wondering if you could do me a favor?" I told her that I would, so she continued, "There's a box in my closet marked apples. Could you ship that out to me?"

I knew the box she referred to because it had always been in our closet. She gave me the address she wanted it shipped to. After I got the shipping address, Jane seemed to lose interest in our phone call so we hung up. I grabbed the box and took a look inside because I wanted to make sure there was nothing hazardous inside. I checked out the contents of the box and found it filled with sexy lingerie like Teddies, many of which I had never seen before. I was wondering what the hell was going on in Iowa!

A week later I got another video call from Jane letting me know the box had arrived. While we talked there was a loud bang somewhere else in the house, so she told me to hang on while she checked it out. Apparently she had forgotten I was online with her because she hadn't come back. Just as I was about to disconnect I saw Dr. Kyle Pimm enter the room stark naked while stroking his erection as he yelled, "JANE GET IN HERE BECAUSE I WANT TO FUCK YOUR DELECTABLE LITTLE ASS AGAIN!"

As soon as I saw him I hit record, a feature on our video chat program. I couldn't believe my eyes as my wife came trotting into the room naked. She climbed onto the bed on all fours allowing Kyle to mount her from behind while sodomizing her. I left my computer recording but I couldn't watch anymore and I turned off the sound.

I had so many questions as I wondered how long this had been going on, why was she cheating on me and many others. What was apparent was that our marriage was over. Now, all I wanted was to get out of the marriage and inflict as much pain on Jane and her paramour as I could. I sat and thought about the situation and then I laughed...a tenured professor having sex with one of his students had to be a strict no-no. Additionally, I could probably sue the university for a tidy sum of money.

I decided that some additional investigation was necessary in order to get the full picture of what was going on, so I called an old friend of mine, Jason McNally. Jason worked for a local TV station and was always in the hunt for the next big story. We arranged to meet at a bar that we used to frequent. We found a booth in a corner of the bar that seemed to be fairly private and once we had our drinks, Jason asked, "So, what's up Al?"

"Well Jason, not me. I discovered that my wife Jane is cheating on me. She's in Iowa supposedly doing field work towards her PhD and today during a video chat I saw that she's having sex with her lead professor. I was hoping I could interest you to investigate things further. If what I suspect is happening is in fact happening, well there will be far flung repercussions in the academic world."

Jason looked at me wide eyed and said, "Okay, I'm definitely interested. Can you give me any more details?"

"Well, Jane is supposed to be studying what Amish kids get up to during what they call 'Rumspringa'. Kid's in this religious sect get what kind of amounts to a 'hall pass' from there strict upbringing for a period of time. They then decide if they want to go back to their religion or go into the rest of the world. I think Jane's plan was to find out how these kids make their decisions.

"Now, the weird part in all of this, besides my wife cheating, is that she asked me to send her a box that was chock-a-block full of sexy lingerie, so I'm guessing that she and her doctor are getting it on with these kids. Not exactly scientific method. She did mention that they were all over 18 and had finished their schooling, but still, she shouldn't be having sex with the subjects of her study.

"My thought is that I file for divorce from Jane, sue her doctor and the university all on the same day that your scathing article about the improprieties that are festering in our universities comes out. What do you think?"

Jason stared at me for nearly a minute before he said, "If just your wife being fucked by her advisor is true, that would be big, but if they're also fucking the kids she's supposed to be studying, well that will be huge! I'm in."

I smiled and said, "Good! Now I would like to have access to whatever photos or video you get to bolster my law suits, okay?"

I gave Jason the address to which I sent Jane's package plus I gave him a copy of the video I got off our video chat. He said to give him two weeks and if there was a story there, he'd have it.

My next step was to find an attorney to represent me. I had been working with a law office for my business for years, so I contacted Lydia Spenser who had been handling my company's affairs. I was welcomed into her office and said, "This is a little odd Al, generally we just work over the phone, so what's going on?" I told her the whole story to the present and how I wanted to extricate myself from my marriage and sue the university and Pimm.

When I finished my story, Lydia looked at me and said, "Wow, that's quite a story. If everything you say and suspect is true we could easily sue the university. Also, I'm not the person you want to represent you in your divorce, but I know just the person to represent you. Her name is Amy Wallers and she works in this building. Let me call her for you."

Lydia told me that Amy could see me now, so I went down one story to her office. I was shown in to her office immediately and was invited to have a seat. She didn't beat around the bush and got right to the point. "Lydia told me just a little about what is going on, so I need you to tell me everything from the start."

So, I told my tale of woe one more time and then showed her the portion of the video I had. I cut the video off just as Pimm got on the bed behind Jane. I told Amy I couldn't bear to watch so she asked me for a copy. After I handed her a flash drive with the entire recording, she said, "Well, based on what I've seen here, your divorce will be a shoe in. All we have to do is determine how much you want in a divorce. Our state allows suing based on adultery, so the sky is the limit for you."

I thought for a second and then said, "Well, I think, for me, the severity would be based on how long her affair has been going on. If this is a long term affair, then I want to leave her destitute, sort of a scorched earth thing. If not, then I will temper my ire a bit. There's something else I need to tell you. I'm friends with Jason McNally at channel 2 and I've talked him into investigating the situation. He has promised me any and all videos and photographs he'll get from his investigation. I'd like to have Jane served on the day his report is aired along with the suit Lydia is going to file for me. I hope this doesn't interfere with anything you want to do, I just thought all the fireworks going off at once would be quite a show."

Amy laughed and said, "That all works for me. So, I'm going to look at the entire video you gave me and see if I can glean any useful information from it. I'll let you know if anything of interest comes out of it."

"Okay, apparently it's quite long because Jane never hung up from the call. I have one other question concerning Pimm's wife. I've met her a couple of times and I think she deserves to know what's going on."

Amy smiled and said, "By all means. That's very nice of you to think of her. I'd be happy to represent her as well if she's interested."

I headed for the Pimm house after Amy had finished with me. I had been there once for a party and was surprised by how big the house was because I didn't think academics made all that much money. I was greeted at the door by Pimm's wife Justine. She looked at me for a moment when she opened the door until she recognized me and said, "Al, uh, Baker, right?" I smiled and nodded, so she invited me into their house and invited me to sit. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

As I looked at Justine, I couldn't figure out what the fuck Pimm saw in Jane. Jane in comparison wasn't ugly, but was quite mediocre compared to Justine. Anyway, I didn't dwell on that too long and said, "Mrs. Pimm, I really don't know how to say this without hurting you, but your husband is having an affair with my wife."

She stared at me for a few seconds and then asked, "I trust you have some tangible proof of your accusation, oh and please call me Justine."

I was a bit surprised by her reaction and then said, "I do. I can show you if you'd like, though I have to warn you it's quite graphic." She nodded, so I fired up my laptop and played the recording. She sat there pretty stoically as Pimm walked in, yelled at Jane about fucking her ass and then climbed onto the bed. Justine watched until just past where I watched and then told me to turn it off.

We sat next to one another for a couple of minutes in silence and then she looked at me, smiled and said, "I'm not totally surprised by this because he did something similar a few years ago. I gather your wife is one of his grad students?" I told her she was, so she continued, "Yeah, he has always had a problem keeping his dick in his pants. I told him if he ever pulled this again I would break him. I'm so sorry that your wife got mixed up in this."

I chuckled and said, "Thanks, but my wife is a big girl and made her own choices. So, I have arranged to divorce Jane by talking to a lawyer. She said she would be happy to represent you as well. She came highly recommended by my business attorney who I'm using to sue the university as well. I'm sure Lydia will represent you in a similar law suit if you are interested."

Justine smiled and said, "I'll consider it, though I don't really need the money. This house and everything is mine. My family is very well off. I'm sure you know that associate professors make a pittance. I will talk with your divorce lawyer."

We sat for a few minutes and then I said, "I can't really understand what your husband sees in Jane while being married to you. Jane is good looking but you, you are a world class beauty. I can't help but stare at you and for that I apologize, so I don't get it."

Justine actually blushed and said, "Well, thank you for your kind words. The answer to your question lies in the scene we saw. Kyle always wanted to have anal sex with me. He never made love but always just fucked and the harder, to him, the better. After a sex session I would be raw and bruised, something I hated. I just wanted to be loved. Well, it appears that Jane likes rough sex as much as Kyle."

I thought for a second and then said, "You could be right. I always treated Jane with respect and made love to her tenderly. I always thought that that was what women wanted, to feel loved and cared for. I guess I was wrong as far as Jane was concerned."

Justine took my hand and said, "I think most women want to be treated that way. If I was you I wouldn't beat myself up. There are plenty of women who would consider themselves lucky to be loved by someone like you."

At that moment twin girls came into the room and ran into their mother's arms. They gave me shy smiles as they looked at me, so I said, "Hi there, what are your names?"

One of them said, Laney and the other said, Hillary. Justine said, "Girls, this my friend Mr. Baker. He just came by to share some information about your father."

The girls stared at their Mom waiting for her to continue and when she didn't, Hillary asked, "When is father coming home?"

Justine smiled and said, "He won't be coming home. Your father has been a bad boy."

Laney looked at her Mom and said, "Good! Our father always makes you sad." Hillary nodded with her sisters assessment. I was pretty impressed with how astute the girls were. I guessed they were around 11 or 12 years old. They were identical and I was sure they would grow up to be as beautiful as their mother.

It was getting late in the afternoon, so I said, "I should probably get going, it's getting late."

Justine then said, "If you don't have any plans for the evening, the girls and I would like it if you stayed for dinner." Both girls looked at me with smiles as they both nodded, so I said that that would be nice.

I enjoyed myself at dinner. The four of us had a nice conversation and I was especially impressed by the two girls. After dinner we all watched a movie with me being flanked by the two girls. At 8:30 I decided it was time for me to leave. The girls gave me a hug, which warmed my heart immensely. As I opened the door, Justine asked, "Can I go with you to see your divorce lawyer tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure. Should I pick you up?"

"Yes, that would be nice. Say around 10?"

As I drove home, I was in a very good mood for the first time since Jane had left to do her field work. My day with Justine had lifted my spirits in a big way. I had always wanted kids, but Jane wanted to get through school and find a good job before she would consider it. Being with Laney and Hillary reminded me of how much I'd like to be a Dad.

The next morning I went to my bank before picking up Justine. I had paid off and cancelled our credit cards and opened a separate account taking half of our money as well as ordering a new credit card. I then told the bank to freeze our current account until I told them to open it up again.

I arrived at Justine's a couple of minutes early but she was ready to go. As we drove, she said, "After you left last night, I logged into our computer. I never really used it much, but Kyle does all of the time. I went nosing around and found some interesting information for you. It would appear that our spouses have been conducting an affair from day one of your wife's acceptance in her PhD program. I copied all of their email correspondence and text messages. Apparently, your wife likes sodomy a lot and Kyle used that and promised Jane an easy ride to her degree."

I shook my head and said, "I'm not really surprised. I was honestly surprised when Jane was accepted in the PhD program since her undergrad GPA wasn't stellar. I guess all of those 'study sessions she had until late at night was the two of them having sex. What really pisses me off is that I have been paying for her to be able to cheat on me."

We arrived a bit early for my appointment with Amy and when we were ushered into her office I introduced Amy to Justine. As we sat, Justine said, "I would like to have you represent me in my divorce as well. I was telling Al that I had gone through our computer last night and found a rather wide ranging correspondence between our spouses." She then handed Amy a flash drive and said it is all on this.

Amy thanked her and said, "I can't wait to review it." She then turned to me and said, "So, yesterday after you left I watched the entire video that you had recorded, Al. There was quite a lot to see. A couple of the kids joined in on the fun with your wife having an extra boy join Justine's spouse while your wife engaged with a young woman in cunnilingus. I also had their pillow talk transcribed. Apparently the tuition you've been paying was a joke between them. Frankly, I think you should sue your wife for that money plus interest, not that she'll be making much money in the future. With them bedding their subjects your suit versus the university should be a shoo-in. I took it upon myself to share that bit with Lydia, I'm thinking you're going to be a millionaire in a few months! I'll be curious to see what your friend comes up with.

"Now, Mrs. Pimm, your divorce will be a sure thing, so what would you like out of it?"

Justine smiled and said, "For starters, please call me Justine. Well, Kyle has no money, he thinks he does but he really doesn't. He thinks I'm not very bright because I don't have a PhD like he does, but he's wrong. He has been squirreling some of my money away in what he thinks is a secret offshore account. I've been monitoring it for a few years now. After Al showed me proof of his cheating, I called my father last night and explained what was happening and told him I needed that account neutralized. My father, being J Henry Williams, has quite a bit of clout in the banking world, so he said it would be taken care of.

"So, the only thing I want out of my divorce is my daughters. My dream would to be to keep him from seeing them ever again, not that he cares for them too much, but I think he would try to leverage money out of me through them. I'd also like a restraining order keeping him away from us."

Amy and I looked at each other and then I asked, "You're the daughter of the richest man in America?"

Justine chuckled and said, "Yeah, one of them. I have four sisters that you have probably heard of."

I had heard of Justine's sisters. Two of them are famous actresses, one is the CEO of a major corporation and one is an artist of some renown. I wasn't aware that there was a fifth daughter.

I asked, "Are you the oldest?"

"No, actually, I'm the youngest. I was always bookish and shy, especially with my older sisters being famous. I just like a quiet life and I thought I had that with Kyle. But, Kyle thinks he's clever and likes to parade me around, but after I had the girls, I just wanted to be a stay at home Mom and take care of them and give them the best possible life."

Amy said, "With the evidence we currently have and what I'm expecting to receive, I think we can get you whatever you want."

Amy turned to me and said, "Well, we'll have to see what your friend comes up with and then we can file. We will have to coordinate with him for the timing to get the maximum effect. Have you heard from him lately?"

"No, but I expect to pretty soon. If my chat program picked up so much so easily, I'm sure he'll be having a field day. I'll text him later on and see what he has to say."

Justine and I took our leave and then went to lunch together. We had a good time getting to know one another more. When I dropped her off at her house, I asked her if I could take the three of them out to dinner. She smiled at me and said, "No, but you can take me out to dinner."