The Sisters 10

It was about 10 on a Sunday morning and I was sitting on the hood of my wife's BMW in the Hilton parking lot, waiting for my loving wife to come out with her lover. I took a bunch of pictures as the couple came out and their passionate kiss goodbye. Jesse was still holding his hand when she spotted me, I could read her lips as she said, "Oh fuck, my husband." Joe, who had once been a very good friend of mine made eye contact with me. Jesse was pushing him away as she collapsed to her knees.

I nodded to the two process servers who were waiting and Jesse was served with divorce papers and a copy of the prenup her daddy had insisted on. Daddy had been wealthy at one point but the housing crisis wiped him out, I made out very well. All the text messages they sent to each other, with the dick and pussy pictures were included. I also sent a copy to her parents who thought their daughter was too good for me.

Joe was served with and "alienation of affection" suit. I didn't expect to get a lot of money but the lawyers to defend himself would cost him. His wife would be receiving a copy of the suit, both his and hers contained all the text messages Joe and my wife sent with the dick and pussy pictures included.

There were a few more errands I had to do before I left town hopefully for good. Since the house would be mine, I had already put it up for sale but I had to sign some paperwork before I left. The Saturday before was a very productive day, since Jesse had left Friday night to spend the weekend with her sister, I was able to gather all her shit and put it in a storage locker. The ashes from all our wedding stuff, like the photo album and her wedding dress were in a burn pit. A consignment shop had picked up all the furniture. I still had to pay and tip the cleaning crew that was in there. All the joint accounts had already been closed. Jesse was unaware but she was two months behind on her car payment.

There was also one more person I had to say goodbye to and that was Jesse's sister Jill. I had always thought we were close, nothing sexual but I thought of her as an honest friend. Yesterday evening I had called Jill and she said Jesse had run to the liquor store. Jesse's excuse for spending the weekend there was to watch her nephews while Jill went to a wedding. Fucking liars, and it wasn't the first time Jill covered for Jesse. I was disappointed in her so I dropped her off a copy of the divorce papers and text messages. I didn't say anything, handed her the packet and left.

Thank god Jesse couldn't bear me children. It was five years ago that we found out and I caught her cheating on me for the first time two months later. She promised it would never happen again and blamed it on her deep depression when she found out she was barren. Maybe she kept her promise or hid it better until a few months ago. I wasted ten years of my life with her, five of which I tried to be noble even though I knew she could never give me the children I wanted.

With my business in town completed, I headed to Denver. There's an old saying "when one door closes, another door opens." It was a couple of weeks after I realized Jesse was cheating on me that my boss called me into his office.

"Jack, you've been in a funk the last two weeks, is everything okay?"

"Yes, I'm blaming allergies but Jesse thinks I have a bug."

"Well, our operation in Denver is struggling, high staff turnover and shrinking profits. The board is considering shutting it down. There are some board members who don't want to put that many people out of work. I suggested that you take over. To be honest, they believe the problems are too ingrained. If you're successful, you'll be a hero, if not, they all thought it was impossible so you can come back here."

"The company will supply you with an extended stay hotel and cover your food expenses. We know this will be hard on you and Jesse so weekly flights back and forth will be covered for either you or Jesse, plus a significant bump in pay. What do you think?"

"I'm thinking I like it, but I need to discuss it with Jesse first. When will you expect me to leave?"

He gave me a date that sounded familiar. I went home and realized that Jesse had wrote that date on the calendar for babysitting her nephews. I called my boss and told him Jesse and I were thrilled with the opportunity both career wise and to spend some time in Denver.

So, on a beautiful Sunday after unleashing a shit storm, I was driving my Jeep stuffed with most of my belongings on a two day drive to Denver. My cell phone was turned off before I started the jeep. After making it to my overnight stay, I grabbed some dinner at a chain. Since all my meals were covered I ate well. I turned my cell back on and showered while the shit hit the fan. Feeling refreshed after the shower, I started with Jesse's voice mails.

The first was as expected, apologizing for cheating on me again and promising it would never happen again. I wanted to laugh because she couldn't cheat on me when we were divorced. The second was Jesse complaining because all our joint accounts were closed. Number three was her screaming about where was her stuff and what happened to our furniture and why I was selling the house. There were some other voice mails but she never asked me where I was and she never said she loved me.

In a moment of weakness, I called her, "Jesse, you need to read the information that you were served with today."

"I don't want to Jack, please come home. I'm so sorry and I know I haven't shown it but I do love you."

"Shut the fuck up Jesse, it's way too late for I'm sorry. Read the documents. Most importantly, I am exercising the prenup your father insisted we sign so you have no claim to any joint assets. Your personal belongings are in a storage facility, the paperwork and keys are in the envelope. I paid the first month's rent. The furniture is in a consignment shop, the address is in the envelope. You are free to buy back anything you're interested in. Also, in the envelope is a cash card representing half our checking and savings account because I was feeling generous. The joint cards are cancelled, your AmEx you use for your Hilton bill is still active. You're two months behind on the payments for the beamer you had to have. Thank god my name wasn't on that loan."

"This is our last direct communication so get a lawyer and we can talk through them. By the way, our cell phone plan expires at the end of the month."

I hung up and Jesse immediately tried calling me back so I blocked her. There were nasty voice mails and text messages from her parents, mostly about sharing the dick and pussy pictures with them. There was nasty voice mails and text messages from Joe because I told his wife and she was going to divorce him, all because my slut wife couldn't keep her legs closed. I forwarded that piece to Jesse. He also made a bunch of threats against my personal wellbeing, those I sent to my attorney. My sister-in-law Jill sent me a softer text message, telling me she told Jesse she was an idiot and was sorry she covered for her.

The following day, I was moving into the extended stay hotel. The view of the mountains from my windows was amazing.

Wednesday was my first visit to my new office. It took me minutes to realize the guy running the place was a dick. It started off bad when he showed me to a shoebox that would be my new office. Didn't he realize that he would be reporting to me? But I kept my mouth shut that first day, and he treated everyone like shit. No wonder there was such a high turnover rate. I called my old boss that night and gave him my first day impressions.

He said HR had done some exit interviews with former employees who all had the same impression of the guy. A team from HR will be there tomorrow morning to sever the employment relationship.

Once he was gone, I began the slow process of trying to heal the damage he had done, every morning I met with small groups finding out what they thought was going well and what wasn't. a few more people left, exercising offers they had already received. There were a couple of troublemakers that also had to be separated. But six months later we started doing well and had a decent quarter. The board was singing praises to my name.

Things on the Jesse front were dragging. Her father hired a bargain basement attorney to represent her who was unfit to be any kind of lawyer. My attorney said he was basically teaching the guy first year law stuff. The best one was when Jesse asked for counseling.

According to my lawyer, Jesse's lawyer explained to the judge that we had a loving relationship for the last ten years until Jesse's recent one time mistake in judgment.

My attorney shredded him, first by presenting evidence of her prior infidelity, then the months of text messages, dick and pussy pics Jesse and Joe had exchanged. The judge dismissed the request for counseling and ruled that Jesse was responsible for the court costs and my legal fees. The judge also sanctioned Jesse's attorney for wasting the courts time.

That was the last big roadblock and a year after Jesse's weekend in the Hilton we were divorced.

My mind was so focused on recovering that operating unit, I really didn't have time for a social life. My admin always organized different company functions like trips to ball games. Those were probably the extent of my social life that first year although my admin and several other women in the office were open to more. Especially as the white band on my wedding finger began to fade.

I would never have an affair with someone who worked for me. That was suicide today especially in my company. I had been living in the extended stay for a year, occasionally I met some female guests and enjoyed their company. Most of their stays were shorter than mine so the relationships were short lived. I wasn't complaining.

During one of my weekly status calls I mentioned to my boss that I was thinking of buying something permanent in the area. He asked me to wait. The board was so thrilled in how well the turnaround went that they were considering me for another position that would include a VP title, probably in a year. He wanted me to start grooming my successor.

Two or three year assignments were the norm and I was on my third move during that time. I still hadn't bought anything permanent. The longest relationship I had during that time was a year. I thought that relationship might lead to something permanent but I was transferred again and she didn't want to move.

Six years after Hilton night, I was back in my old town for a board meeting. Usually once or twice a year I had to attend these meetings. Being back there always put me in a funk as it dredged up bad memories. If being in town didn't suck enough, the board meetings were at that Hilton and we all had rooms there. I wondered if I was sleeping in the same room that Joe was fucking my wife. And then things got worse.

I was eating a late dinner in the hotel restaurant by myself when Jesse sat down across from me. She had put on a little weight and some wrinkles, I'm sure we both have but other than that she didn't look much different than she did six years ago.

"Hello Jack, I hope you don't mind if I sit here, I wanted to see how you were doing."

"I'm doing fine Jesse, how did you know I would be here?"

"I wasn't stalking you Jack, I'm the event coordinator here Jack so I knew you would be here. Someone and I'm pretty sure it wasn't you, sent the text messages to my old company, and since some of those were sent on company time, they allowed me to resign. I see you're doing well with a VP title."

"Yes, my company has been very good to me." I was trying to keep this conversation short.

"Relax Jack," as she ordered a drink. "No rings on your finger Jack, I thought some Denver honey would have roped you in by now."

"No rings and I'm in Atlanta now. No rings on your fingers either?" Jesse's smile cracked on that one, but she started this conversation.

"No rings Jack. I decided while our divorce played out that I didn't play well with men. Not to get too personal but I haven't gotten laid since that weekend."

A thousand sarcastic responses went through my mind, instead I said, "Your still young and very beautiful Jesse, you should find someone to share your life with."

Jesse smiled at the compliment, "Thank you Jack, that means a lot to me."

We continued to chat about her parents, her sister and her nephews, I was trying to end it but Jesse wasn't going to let it happen. She was fucking beautiful, maybe not to every guy but I found everything about her beautiful, especially that smile. She knew it and was flashing that smile a lot and then she kept reaching across the table and touching my hand.

Jesse was on her third glass of wine and I was nursing my third glass of scotch. Three drinks was usually her limit and it had been a long time since I had more than three. My mind was wondering how this was going to play out and my dick was reminding me how long he had been idle.

Jesse emptied her glass and grabbed my hand, "Jack, you can take me upstairs, no commitments, just two lonely people enjoying ourselves."

Her eyes were moist as she spoke and I could not say no, and that smile when I said 'let's go' was priceless.

Sex was Jesse was fantastic, easily the best sex I had since we split. After ten years of marriage, we knew what each other liked. There was blip when I realized that last man to fuck her was one of my best friends. Jesse was riding me, took a couple of extra grinds and had me hard again. After a second round, we fell asleep together.

In the morning, a porter was knocking on a door and he delivered a suitcase to Jesse. She saw the look on my face, "I'm the event coordinator Jack, and many of those events run late, most of the time it doesn't make sense to go home so I keep a bag here. Sometimes I wonder why I keep the apartment."

Jesse had to work and I had meetings to attend but we ate dinner and slept together the next three nights before I had to fly back to Atlanta. We had a good time together, almost too good. Sex between us had always been good, there's a line in a movie about a woman who could suck the ball from a trailer hitch through a garden hose and that described Jesse.

After returning to Atlanta, Jesse and I continued swapping texts back and forth. I had no doubt that Jesse hoped we would get back together. She already cheated on me twice, both were devastating.

Jesse wanted to visit Atlanta, she had a four day weekend coming up. There were no other women on my horizon so I invited her down and took a couple of days off. Whenever the company moved me they would set me up with a luxurious place to live and Jesse was blown away by the view from my windows.

I swore she was going to fuck me to death. When she said she wanted to come down for a visit, I thought she wanted to see the sights. Basically, we fucked the four days away and went out to eat. Jesse discovered she loved masturbating for me, that and flashing me. Anytime we were in the car, she would have her legs spread and her fingers in her pussy. She didn't bring a bra with her.

Toward her last day in Atlanta, Jesse began hinting about getting back together. I didn't comment one way or the other. For our last dinner, I took Jesse to my favorite restaurant in the area. I had become friendly with some of the waitstaff and my favorite waitress was taking care of us. Jesse outdid herself that night, a little black dress that showed lots of cleavage with her nipples poking through. She had bright blue panties on which I saw a lot of.

My favorite waitress took a picture of us which I posted on Facebook. Jesse was angry that I did that but couldn't give me a rationale reason why. The sex that night was fantastic, Jesse wouldn't let me come and kept taking me to the edge. She was doing the same thing to herself. Our mutual orgasm was probably the most intense of my life. As I drifted off to sleep I was wondering where she learned that trick considering she said she hadn't been with anyone since that night at the Hilton.

Jesse had an early flight the next morning and was quiet as she showered and dressed. On the way to the airport, she stopped hinting.

"Jack, what do you think about us getting back together. The sex has been fantastic."

"You're right Jesse, and your smile still thrills me. My current job has me bouncing around, moving every three years or less. So there's lots to think about and I will think about it. And you are fucking beautiful."

She smiled at that and I loved that smile, but she's already cheated on me twice.

A week later, I received a very long email from her sister Jill:

"Jack I saw the picture of you and Jesse down in Atlanta and it looks like you two are getting back together. I know I did you wrong by covering her liaison with Joe at the Hilton but you may not know I paid a price for that. My husband Jeff found out what I did when he saw the package you sent me."

"Since I helped my sister coverup her infidelity, I must be okay with wives cheating on their husbands and he was convinced it would only be a matter of time before I cheated. Our divorce was finalized before you and Jesse's. My boys always worshipped their father and as soon as they were old enough, they chose to live with him. Thanks to helping my sister, I have been alone for the last two years."

"I have learned my lesson as far as my sister is concerned. Jesse said she told you some sad story about swearing off men and not having sex in six years. Nothing could be farther from the truth. First of all, she's been living with Joe in a one bedroom apartment since your divorce, neither could afford to live on their own so it started as a matter of convenience. Then she took the job at the Hilton where she's been fucking a bunch of different men. She has several regulars who visit the area frequently and accepts money from them. So instead of being celibate as she stated, she's been whoring her ass out."

"Jesse brags about her sex life with me, asking me to join her. Some of her friends would pay well for a threesome she said. Like I would participate in a threesome with my slut sister. I don't know what her number is but its way more than a hundred."

"This time I'm warning you Jack, run away and get yourself tested. Who knows what she's carrying."

Even before I finished the email I was vomiting in the bathroom. I sent Jill a thank you and told her that Jesse did want us to get back together but I didn't think I could ever trust her again. Your email helped me see things clearly.

Jill responded quickly, "Glad I could help and hopefully I have earned a little forgiveness for covering for her before. If you're ever back in the area, stop by and I'll fix you a nice dinner."

Jesse was bombarding me with text messages since she left Atlanta, most were sexual in nature, pictures of her pussy and tits. Pictures of her panties in public places and on most nights, videos of her masturbating with either her fingers or dildo. I had to end it so I sent her a text:

"I wanted to send you a present so I googled your address. I was surprised to see that you and Joe were sharing a one bedroom apartment. It must be hard to be celibate for six years sleeping next to your lover."

After that I blocked her had any emails sent to my spam folder. To be a dick, I sent all the pictures and videos she sent me to Joe but I wasn't sure that email address was valid.

Jill sent me another email a few days later. "Thanks for not revealing to my sister what I told you and you certainly started a shit storm. It seems Joe was okay with Jesse fucking other men as long as it was for money. He knew nothing about her trying to get back with you. But they are trapped together, neither can afford to live on their own. Jesse wanted to move in with me and I told her to fuck off."