A Fireman's Wife

A Fireman's Wife. Part two.

Author's Note: Everyone in this story is a figment of my imagination and even in my head as they get fucked, they are eighteen or much older. I've mentioned this before but my characters drive the story, their thoughts, words take the story where it goes. I try to evoke great writer's approach like Faulkner, Kerouac, Kesey and Hunter S. Thompson. I have no pretense as to my success. I detest anonymous trolls and block them. Named jerks are gone too. This story touches on aspects of Group Sex, Loving wives, lesbian sex, interracial sex and lastly Romantic Love. Not your thing move on. Save us all some grief.

We first found Jeff and Sherry here:

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-firemans-wife-pt-01

Monday Morning 8:30

Jeff was still in the elevated bed, intubated and medicated. He had talked to the doctor late on Sunday. He felt exhausted still and looked up and his parents, Ben and Molly who were in the doorway, Dad had on his battalion chief uniform and his mom had a simple outfit befitting she had completed her daily run. Both were in their early fifties and deeply in love.

Ben Duffin looked at his son and raised his eyebrows. Jeff said, "Almost certainly arson. The whole block was on fire within ten minutes, exhilarants had to be part of it, we focused on keeping from jumping blocks. ATF guys were there really soon.

Nobody made it out of those homes."

Ben said, "It's not official but thirty are dead."

"That's enough, you two, "Ben's mom scolded them.

"Yes dear and yes mom in tune like a duet," were heard."

"Honey where is Sherry?"

"She sent me a text saying she had a job interview, Friday morning, that was Thursday night I think. Where's my phone?"

His mom said, "I have it honey, what's the password?"

Ben blushed and said, "It's all lower caps ilovesherry."

Sherry had actually fucked Molly's dad, two of her brothers, up until Jeff and her were married. Despite that Molly loved her four grandkids Jeff Jr., Alicia and Bella and Toni and doted on them. She wished she could nurse them as she had Jeff and his sisters.

"Sherry got the job and she's going to Las Vegas for two weeks for an indoctrination.

Is she on Instagram?"

Jeff shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't do that stuff."

Molly downloaded the app onto her son's phone which took about forty seconds.

Her thumbs flew across the keyboard as she put in Sherry Duffin and there she was,

Instagram had a porn part, Molly friended her and there were pictures of her taking Bobby Moore's extraordinary dick in her cunt as her face was buried in Cheyenne's cunt, there were other scene's girl on girl with Cheyenne, then a double penetration with two improbably long black dicks both in her cunt at the same time.

Molly showed it to Ben, whose eyes, got huge as saucers. Just then, the doctor came in and explained the surgical open heart procedure called Maze that would make tiny incisions on Jeff's heart, to cause them to scar up and interrupt the electrical surges which caused AFib. He said, "The surgery is about six hours and the recovery time is ten to twelve weeks. This is so much better in the long run than a pacemaker."

The doctor went on, "You can have a long normal life Jeff, I heartily recommend this to you as the course of action."

"Honey, " Molly said, "We will get our attorney, Fred Feinberg to draw up a power of attorney for Dad and I."

Jeff said, "What about Sherry?"

Molly lied out her ass to protect her son, "She's in Vegas and her firm acts as agents for movie stars and she'll be in Hollywood off and on during your recovery time, I'll tell her, I'm sure she'll be fine with."

Ben stared at the floor, he was so angry, he knew people, former ATF investigators who would dispose of people, to eliminate further risk. He hated her parents, her dad especially who was the manager of Parter Ford on Auto row, besides the freeway and her mom Hanna was a totally cheating slut working at the WestSoundBank.com. She was pregnant and living with Bart Green.

Jeff said, "Dad you okay?"

"Son, I can't begin to tell you much your mother and I love you and we will watch over your guy's kids."

Molly and Ben had the POA and printed out in the Hospital's financial aid office. They brought it back to Jeff's room and he signed it, as did Ben and Molly. Molly kissed Jeff's cheeks and said rest up. They went to the surgeon's office and Molly said, "We have Jeff's POA and please move ahead with the procedure. He's a good man, doctor he saves people."

They went out to Ben's old 1971 Chevy C-10 pickup, Molly took a picture of the signed POA and texted it to Fred Feinberg, who was a legal genius, but a little awkward with clients. They loved him.

They called Fred who answered. Molly said, "I texted you the signed POA. Please prepare divorce papers between Jeff and Sherry."

Fred said, "On what grounds?"

Molly said, "Do you have Instagram on your phone, it's free to download, put in her name."

Fred said, "Oh for Christ's sake."

Molly said, "Don't you mean Mose's sake, " which caused everyone to laugh.

Ben said, "Look her up on the Canadian porn site that rhymes with Porn Cub."

There she was, girl on girl, two cocks in her cunt.

Nobody was laughing now. Fred said, "This will be complicated and it depends on if she wants to fight it or just make it go away."

She was served in Las Vegas and threw the papers onto the chair next to her bed where she was recovering from the enhanced titty surgery.

When Jeff's recovery was complete. He was able to return to work at an admin position as the department monitored his recovery further, as he started walking

then started working on an elliptical machine.

He was staying at his parent's home and his mom was relishing taking care of his and Sherry's kids and they called her mommy.

Without any knowledge he tacitly admitted that his marriage was over. He was allowed two beers a day now, or a glass of bourbon and after his mom put the kids to bed, she came downstairs and Jeff said, "Mom please find Dad and bring him out here, we need to talk." There was a coffee table in front of the love seat his mom and dad sat down on. Jeff was in a recliner.

"Who wants bourbon, ice or neat." "Ice said his parents."

Jeff poured three doubles of Evan Williams a fine Kentucky bourbon and added two cubes of ice to each glass.

His parent's eyes bore holes in Jeff's eyes and he said, "I googled Sherry Duffin last night and she's on Porn Cub, cuckold porn, hot wife porn, two cocks her cunt etc. and now pregnant porn. She's having triplets. She was on the Ellen show and she said it was likely they each were from a different father, calling it heteropaternal superfecundation."

"What gives? Am I still married to her?"

His mom said, "We filed for divorce the morning of your surgery, citing the POA. She didn't respond, but Fred Feinberg, filed an alienation of affections suit against BobbyMore.com asking for child support.

"She signed the papers as is, which is stupid since she's very wealthy now. There is a restraining order against her, him and all employees of the firm. She will soon owe you five thousand a month for child support."

Jeff said, "Put it into school support trust for my kids, please."

"Do you mind taking care of my kids for another year or so?"

Ben said, "What's going on, son?"

"I'm going to take an extended leave of absence and I've bought a ticket on a freighter, a ship, that will take me to Santiago, Chile, on next Wednesday. The trip will take ten days, give or take, no port calls. The ticket cost me three hundred and fifty dollars, I have a job as a construction manager and I have a work permit.

"Why are you doing this honey, "his mom asked.

"Everywhere I look, "I see Sherry. I still love her and I need to start over and rinse that out of my system. I will be in touch. Facetime with the kids. Tell Fred and my sibs, but nobody else, please."

Jeff fell in love with Santiago, it had similar weather to the Seattle area, rain and snow, comfortable summers, wonderful food, home food, stews, bread, fruit seafood.

He converted to Roman Catholicism after attending Basilica de Merced. He had never been baptized and went through a catechism and baptism with Father Tomas Castilla.

He wore his Bremerton, fire department, Battalion Chief's high hat to his first mass.

Hat under arm he received communion. He had thought of suicide during the trip down here, but not now. He turned around and there was this stunningly beautiful woman, auburn hair and three children, between two and five, clinging to her legs.

Her hands were on her face as she stared at him.

He felt that he must say something, standing next to her, "Disculpe señora, sus hijos reflejan su belleza.( Pardon me ma'am, your children reflect your beauty).

Mi nombre es jefe del batallón Jeff Duffin.. (My name is Battalion chief Jeff Duffin)

She said, "Mi nombre es Issabela Castilla. Soy viuda. Mi marido también era bombero, te pareces tanto a él que me asustas, ¡por favor no seas un demonio! (My name is Issabela Castilla. I am a widow. My husband was a fireman too, you look so much like him it frightens me, please don't be a devil!)

Issabela, soy creyente, jamás podría hacerte daño. ¿Necesito pedirle permiso a tu padre para cortejarte?"( Issabela, I am a believer, I could never hurt you ever. Do I need to ask your father permission to court you?)

She slyly smiled at Jeff and said in English, "El Jefe, I would very much appreciate that."

Jeff said, "Might I take you all to lunch now?"

She smiled and nodded to him. Jeff's face burned red as they stood a foot apart their eyes locked, she touched his hand and she wanted him so bad, right there that her hips started moving.

Jeff was so hard now. He stammered, "I have a car outside an SUV, you have to tell me where to go."

Issabela leaned in and touched his lips and whispered, "You are mine el Jefe."

He bent down and picked up the two smallest girls and had one on each hip and they both, exclaimed, "Papa, " and melted into him.

Fr. Tomas watched in wonder. Issabela's husband Ramon had been killed in a suspicious explosion in headquarters for a Chilean forestry company. Jeff's startlingly similar likeness to Ramon was astounding.

When they got to the Trooper, Issabela clapped her hands, "El Trooper, " she said.

Chile did not have any child seat laws. Her two youngest sat between her legs on the floorboard and her older on her lap.

That afternoon after lunch at her parent's restaurant after Issabela told her mother they were to be married soon and when her mother saw Jeff, she slapped her cheeks and said, "Madre de Dios!"

Jeff facetimed Ben and Molly and his kids. Issabella and Sofia, Maria and Emelia met Jeff Junior, Alicia and Bella and Toni all met. His mother was crying and smiling as she knew immediately, Sofia, Maria and Emelia looked at Issabella's face and Jeff's and they exclaimed "Papa" and it was a bedlam, laughing and crying, Jeff asked if they could come down for the wedding and plans happened.

They were married in the Cathedral, Issabela was not sure, if it happened before or during the honey moon. Soon she knew, with the little stick and sickness. Several months in it was confirmed as twins.

They all got green cards, including Issabela's parents and they retraced the ocean voyage to Seattle, bringing the Trooper home.

Issabela could not fly and when they arrived Ben and Molly had an Escalade with four child seats and three more for the Trooper. Jeff junior and Sofia and Emelia rode in the Trooper with Ben and Molly. Jeff and Issabela drove the Escalade with Maria, Alicia, Bella and Toni and Issabela's parents as well. They rode home on the ferry and everyone could see the snow covered Cascades out the back window and the equally snow covered Olympics.

Ben took the lead off the Bremerton ferry and soon pushed them up the hill and they were headed to Seabeck, which was on the Eastern shore of Hood Canal and pulled into a driveway right across from the beach and there was a huge old Craftsman home that was maybe a hundred and thirty years old. Three stories, a basement at least ten bedrooms. There was a huge fireplace an old fashioned heatilator

fireplace, plus lanterns hanging in each room. The kitchen had a gas range as well a six burner wood cooking stove.

Jeff asked, "What is this?"

Molly said, "Fred Feinberg is clever and there is an account of yours with high six figures in it and it's being carefully invested."

Issabela, with her hands on her face asked, "Mi jefe, this is ours?"

He smiled at her and held her and said, " Issabela, I am a believer, I could never hurt you ever."

End a Fireman's wife part two.

Coming soon A fireman's wife part three,

Sherry gets a Reddit page on pregnant porn and is negotiating with Netflix for a special called She used to be a fireman's wife, now she is whore, it's to be a documentary.