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This is an original story written by me. It has been revised and almost totally rewritten
from the first version titled "Sarah's Revenge". I hope you enjoy it as much if not more
than the previous version.
I also want to take this opportunity to thank my new editor "LarryinSeattle". Without
his input and insight this story never would have been re-written in its present form.
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Sarah sat at the kitchen table staring down at the stack of papers in front of her, the heading "Final Decree of Divorce" printed boldly across the top of each page. Tear stains covered the top page and her coffee had become cold, but still she sat and tried to figure out what had happened to her marriage.
She had met Phillip when she was 22 and working as a waitress, he was 36 and married with a 16 year old son. He had returned to college to get his Masters Degree in Business at a local university and routinely stopped after class for dinner before returning to his room to study. Though she knew it was a risk, she started dating him after he assured her that things were over between him and his soon-to-be ex-wife. Sarah usually dated men her own age but none treated her like Phillip had. He had been the first true gentleman in her life. They went everywhere together and it seemed that there was nothing that they didn't enjoy together.
Finally, after 4 long months, they made love for the first time. It was fabulous. He touched and caressed her most intimate parts, kissed her all over, and made slow passionate love to her. When they finally fell asleep in each other's arms, the sun was beginning to break through the window and Sarah knew she was in love.
After that first time, she came to his room almost nightly. She would bring him a hot meal from work and when he was done studying, they would make love; sometimes slow and gentle and other time almost animalistic in its passion. After six months of living like this, Phillip moved into Sarah's apartment with her as he continued to study while she worked to pay the growing bills for his education.
During Spring Break of his final semester, they went to Florida together. While on a late evening walk on the beach, he got down on bended knee under a starlit sky and proposed. Everything was perfect. They were married in the August of that summer and Samuel moved in with them the following January. They decided that it would be best if she stayed at home and took care of the house while Philip started working as an Assistant Manager at a local store. That had been 8 years ago. Now it was all over.
Phillip advanced quickly in the company and after only 4 years, he was promoted to Assistant Regional Manager. The hours were long and the new job was stressful. Phillip seemed to bring the stress into their bed when they made love. On those nights when his day had been good, the sex was warm and loving but on the days when the stress reached a peak, it was almost as if Sarah were nothing more than a means to reduce his tensions as he pounded into her.
Yet Sarah didn't say a word as she continued to support him. Then, starting six months ago, Phillip began staying at the office late into the evening more and more frequently. When Sarah asked, he insisted it was because of recent staff cut-backs which had resulted in more work for him. He kept telling her that there just didn't seem to be enough hours in the day to do everything that he was required to do so he had to stay late.
Sarah believed him until one evening. She had decided to try and rekindle some of the romance and passion that had been missing lately by bringing him a hot dinner. All those years and memories were now overshadowed by what she saw when she entered his office that evening.
The image of Phillip and his secretary fucking on his desk when she had walked in his office would be forever burned into her mind. Phillip's eyes were closed when she opened the door to his office and heard deep guttural sounds coming from him as he held his secretary's hips and pumped into her from behind.
Angelique was bent over the desk, her skirt up about her waist revealing a black garter belt with tan stockings and stiletto heels. Her panties were wrapped around her right ankle. The top buttons of her blouse were open and her large breasts hung out of a lacy black bra while her nipples rubbed across the top to the desk with each thrust from Philip. The word 'whore' immediately popped to Sarah's mind, although for some reason she didn't say a thing as she continued to watch her husband and his secretary fucking.
Angelique had looked up when Sarah opened the door and gave her a wicked, lust-filled smirk before speaking to Phillip. "Mmmmmm, that's it honey, fuck me nice and hard. Pump into my cunt with your nice hard cock and make me cum. I love the way you feel inside me, I love feeling you cum inside me, filling me with your hot cum. Mmmmmmm, yesssssssss, that's it lover. Fuck me. Tell me how good it is. Tell me how good it feels to have my tight cunt wrapped around your cock. I'll bet your wife isn't this tight, is she? She probably still calls it a pussy but we know different don't we? When a man is driving his hard cock into his slut, it's a cunt. Isn't it lover? Cunt ... cunt ... cunt ... cunt ...," Angelique continued repeating her last word over and over as Phillip drove his cock deep into her while she stared directly at Sarah.
Phillip grunted as he fucked her harder, thrilled by Angelique's words. "Yes, yes, yes, that's right baby. I love to fuck your tight, little cunt. It feels so good wrapped around my cock and I love the way you talk so dirty and act like such a slut for me. Ohhhhh, only a slut like you knows how to fuck her man like you do. My wife could NEVER give me what you do."
That was all that Sarah could stand. She turned and ran from the room, tears filling her eyes.
Phillip didn't come home that night, but called late the next day. He said that, after they were done, Angelique told him that she saw them together in the office and that he was sorry she had to find out that way. Then he told her that the affair had been going on for quite some time and that he had talked to a lawyer that morning and was filing the papers for a divorce.
Now it was done. The divorce was final. Sarah got to keep the house and was going to be getting a generous amount each month for Samuel and her to live on. Originally, Phillip had stated that he wanted Samuel to live with him but after several months, he suddenly changed his mind. Sarah was sure it was at Angelique's request but said nothing.
When the paperwork arrived that morning, she allowed herself one last cry before beginning to question what the future held for her along with a deep, driving desire to get revenge on Philip and Angelique.
Remembering that night in the office had awakened emotions and desires deep inside of Sarah that she had pushed down for years. As she thought back on it, Sarah found that it actually aroused her. The sight of Phillip and Angelique fucking like animals, the way Angelique was dressed and acting and talking like such a slut, and the way that Phillip had fucked her so hard and deep made Sarah's body react and release a rush of juices to coat her pussy. It had been months now since she had felt a man inside of her and she desperately needed one, but who?
Sarah was still fantasizing about the various possibilities when she heard the front door open.
Looking at the clock, she realized it must be Samuel returning from the mall with his friend Matt. As she rose from the table, she quickly stuffed the divorce papers in the drawer before heading towards the living room to see if they had enjoyed themselves. As she drew near, she began to overhear their conversation and her pace slowed.
"Your old man is such a fuck. I can't believe he'd do something like that to you."
Sarah recognized Matt's voice and wondered what had happened but waited to hear what Samuel had to say.
"Yah, I know. First he fucked things up with my mom and now he fucked things up with Sarah. What I can't believe is that he's with that bimbo, Angelique."
"Sam, I'm not just talking about that. I'm talking about today. I mean, you're still his son and all, but to ignore you like that. Shit, that really sucks."
"I don't know Matt. Maybe he was just embarrassed because we saw him and Angelique coming out of that lingerie shop together."
"Maybe, I don't know. Your father is such a loser though. I bet if Sarah got back into shape, she'd look a lot better in that sort of stuff than Angelique. I've overheard my dad talking to his buddies about your step-mom and what a babe she was. He's even said that he'd like a chance at her. Hell, I've even heard him moan her name a couple of times when he was in his bedroom jacking off."
"Shut up, Matt, I don't want to know that"
Sarah was shocked at hearing the comments about Matt's father and she could also hear the tone of Samuel's voice change so she walked into the room. "Hello, boys, how was the mall?"
"OK, I guess. Nothin' really special," Samuel muttered.
Matt just stood there and looked at Samuel waiting for him to tell her about seeing his father and his secretary at the mall. When he didn't, Matt decided it was best that he leave. "I need to get home; it's almost time for dinner. See you later, Sam, and don't forget what I told you."
Samuel stood there as his friend left and then went to his room without saying another word.
Sarah was left standing in the living room by herself. The comments she had overheard were running through her mind. Phillip and Angelique at a lingerie store? Phillip had never indicated to her that he was interested in such things. And Matt's father, Dan, thought she was a babe and wanted a chance at her?
Sarah had known Dan since he and Matt moved in down the block nearly ten years ago, not long after his wife had been killed in a car accident. Although he was several years younger than she was, she had always liked him and thought he was quite handsome. He was about six-foot tall and, according to Matt, worked out several times a week to keep himself in good shape. She blushed as she remembered that he seemed to have a good-sized bulge in his pants when she saw him jogging as well. Her hand began to move towards the moist center between her legs before she remembered where she was and quickly headed to the kitchen to make dinner for Samuel and herself.
The dinner was strained and very quiet with neither of them saying a word until Sarah opened the conversation. "I hear Matt calling you Sam all the time. Do you prefer that to Samuel?"
