And so my life with Karen began. She was absolutely the antithesis of Sandy. I already described the physical difference. The differences were that where Sandy would let the housework slide on occasion, Karen kept my home spotless. Sandy was an ok cook but Karen was a whiz in the kitchen. Romantically Sandy was never as eager in bed as Karen was. Karen was, to put it crudely, the...best...fuck... I've ever had. The woman was always eager to try anything and everything after she got over her initial shyness with me. We did try to keep the noise down in consideration of our two teen girls. Sunny brought up the elephant in the room one morning after a particularly loud sexual romp the previous evening.
As she and Cindy were eating their morning cereal she told us to, "Have fun but keep it down in the future. Me and Cindy need our sleep." Karen just turned her head and smiled, her cheeks red. The two teens just giggled.
But as in any relationship, the newness was eventually replaced by a comfortable feeling of contented family life. Our girls quickly started calling the others parent Mom or Dad. Six months after moving in Karen decided to sell her house. "It's just sitting there empty now, and the housing market is up. So why not?"
When Karen told me she was selling her home I decided to make our arrangement permanent. In front of our girls I got down on one knee and asked Karen to make me the luckiest man alive and be my wife. I think I temporarily lost my hearing when three girls squealed "YES!" I also bought each of my lovely teens a ring with their birthstones. I explained that I considered both Cindy and Sunny equally as my daughters.
We married in a small civil ceremony with just a few coworkers and my two lovely daughters present.
We were married for two months when Karen was notified of her ex-husband's death from an accidental heroin overdose. After the funeral Karen surprised me when she gave me a cashiers check for $100,000.
"It's from his life insurance. I still had the policy and he never took me off as beneficiary. Put it with your money you have saved for the girls college fund." She told me. I had not touched the $240,000 that I got from the divorce. I prefered the lifestyle I grew up with and as long as my family was content, so was I.
So to sum up my life, I was content. I had everything I wanted to take myself and my new wife into retirement. I almost never thought of Sandy anymore. Sure I lost fifteen years of my life to her but I was consoled by what she left me. Sunny.
It had been almost three years since that fateful day that I read Sandy's letter when one evening Angela, my attorney, called me at home. She told me to meet Sam again the following day. Same time, same place. I had almost forgotten my promise to Sunny to find her mom. We hadn't brought the subject up recently but I was glad to finally get, hopefully, some closure. I was also curious as to what had happened to my ex-wife.
The bar was smokeless now but still filled with the same rowdy people. I went to the bar and ordered a beer. I only had a chance to swallow my first sip when I sensed her presence. Sam wasn't a big girl but when I looked into her cold blue eyes again, I almost shivered. The woman just gave me the creeps. She said nothing as she led me to the same booth as last time. She handed me a small manila envelope.
"She is still alive and living in a low rent Hollywood apartment. Inside the envelope are two thumb drives. One can be viewed by your daughter but not the other one. She is into some freaky S/M shit that your little girl doesn't need to see. It's pretty intense. I also wrote her name, address and cell number on the back of the card from where she works but I wouldn't advise that you contact her. She has a dom and he is pretty possessive of his girls. If you have to contact her for whatever reason do it when he isn't around. He is gone on business trips for three days every two weeks. Don't ask what his work is because it doesn't matter. She looks fairly happy but I only talked to her once. I had the impression that she would do it differently if she had a do over but she knows that she burned her bridges. Also, even though she gave me her contact info, she told me to ask you not to contact her, ever. She said that she doesn't want you to see what she has become. I did tell her that you had remarried and that you are happy now. She said congratulations and that she wished you well." Sam paused and took a sip of her drink then continued.
"The money came from her past. From high school through college until she met you, she said that she was a very popular high priced call girl. Sometime during this time period is when she met the dom she is with now. She thought she had escaped him when you two married but he found her somehow a year before she left you. She never explained what happened but he must have had some influence with her and these men don't like their women to leave them without permission. My opinion is that he was blackmailing her with the knowledge of her past activities as a call girl but that's just a supposition. He may have had pictures or video also. Who knows. While the money came from prostitution, it's been so long that no one will be checking where it came from so you should be okay to spend it. Do you have any questions?"
