Another Wife Decides to Step Out

After a long week, I'm sitting on the couch looking for something on pay per view when my wife of seven years comes down the steps looking fabulous. A new dress I never saw before, stockings, fuck me heels and a new hairdo.

"Where are you going Jenny?"

"Out with the girls Jack."

"Wasn't last week your monthly night out with girls?"

"Yes, but we wanted to go to some place special for Tammy's birthday and we couldn't get a reservation for last week. I'll probably be home late. My uber is here."

And she walked out the door. I had a very bad feeling about this. Tammy was married to my best friend Matt, and she introduced me to Jenny. I've known Tammy and Matt my entire life. Tammy's mother ran a little daycare center, and she watched Matt and I while our mother's worked. I had to move so I went to our favorite watering hole, thought I'd get a beer and a burger.

The place was crowded, I was struggling to find a place at the bar when I heard someone calling my name. I turn around and there is Matt and Tammy sitting at a table. You can guess what that did to my feeling. I sat down with them.

An important side note is that Matt caught Tammy sucking face a while back when she was out with some work friends. Matt threw her out and she ended up living with her mother for a month. Things were frosty in their house for long time, probably still are. One of Matt's conditions on allowing her back was complete honesty. Anything less was grounds for a divorce.

"Tammy, when is your birthday?"

"Why you know Jack, it was six months ago. You, Matt and I all have our birthdays in July."

Then she got the 'oh shit' look on her face and then said it.

Matt grabbed her hand and said, "Start talking or start packing your shit!"

"Ok, but I told her not to do it."

"Not to do what," asked Matt. There was a rage under his skin, and I was glad he wasn't looking at me like that. Tammy was withering under his stare, and I could see the grip he had on Tammy's hand was beginning to hurt.

"She met some guy last week at our girl's night out. They seemed to hit it off good. On the way home she said he asked her to go out with him tonight. I told her not to, all of us told her not to do it. But I could see she was really considering it. We talked a couple of times during the week, and she never mentioned it again."

Matt said, "You should have told me Tammy, even that she was considering it, you should have let you know that the shit was going to hit the fan."

"But she said it was just going to be one time"

"Jesus Christ Tammy, does just one time make it ok? You need to go pack your shit and move in with your mother again. In time, we need to have a better understanding of our wedding vows."

Matt stood up and said, "If there's anything I can do for you Jack, let me know."

He stormed away, leaving Tammy in shock with tears in her eyes.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. We were just getting over my little fuck up and now I'm back where I was three months ago. All because your fucking wife had stars in her eyes."

"Tammy, she was your friend long before she was my wife. Matt is right, you should have done something."

"I saw that look Matt. If it wasn't this guy it was going to be someone else, and she would have kept her intentions secret."

"There may have been someone else in the future, but she would not have been my wife then."

Tammy got up and began a funeral march to Matt's truck and I followed behind her.

Matt and I were partners in a construction company. I told him I might need a few days off and a divorce lawyer. He said he used one before when he found Tammy with some guy's tongue down her throat. He was going to call him on Monday anyway and he sent me his number.

I watched them drive away and felt sorry for Tammy. Her marriage was threatened again but by something a friend did. After stopping at a big box hardware store, I went home and changed the locks on the door. Packed all Jenny's shit in some plastic bags. I found a bunch of brand-new lingerie in her drawers, and I began to wonder what she had under her dress.

After dumping her stuff on the curb, I sent Jenny a text:

"I decided to head out for a beer and ran into Tammy and Matt at the bar. Tammy's birthday is in July like mine. She also told me about the guy you met last week. Matt is furious that she didn't do anything about it and kicked her out again. I changed all the locks, your shit is sitting on the front lawn, you should go stay with your mother and find a lawyer."

I was certain that she had her phone turned off and didn't expect a response. A sleeping pill helped me finally fall asleep until almost noon the next day when

Jenny started pounding on the front door.

"Let me in god damn it. Quit acting like a big fucking baby."

There's a window in our bedroom over the front door. I opened and threw her keys down.

"I'm not going to open the door. There are your keys, get your shit off my lawn and go to your mother's or your lovers, I don't care. Maybe you and Tammy can share a place."

"Oh, did I hurt the little boy's ego? This is my house too so open the fucking door."

"Actually Jenny, it's my parents' house. Remember they let us move in when they wanted to downsize. It's still in their name. Where's your stockings Jenny?"

"Come on Jack, I have to pee. Let me in."

"Just squat behind that bush. I'm dying to see if you still have your panties on."

"Fuck you, Jack."

But she looked at the bush and squatted behind it. She didn't have any panties on.

After peeing, she started yelling at me again. "I fucking hate you Jack, I just wanted to have a little fun and you have to ruin it."

"Well, we can agree on one thing."

"What," she asked.

"That we fucking hate each other Jenny. And you had your little fun, broke your wedding vows and acted like a cheating slut. Are you still dripping come from your cunt? Get your cheating ass off my lawn before I or one of the neighbors call the police."

Jenny finally stopped arguing. I watched as she struggled to get her bags into her Honda. She broke one of the heels and hurled it at me. Jenny throws like a girl and couldn't hit shit.

Tammy called me and was pissed that I gave her up.

Matt called right after her, wanting to know how it went.

"Jenny came home at noon. I changed all the locks last night and dumped all her shit on the front lawn. She woke up the neighborhood pounding on the door, but I refused to let her in. I'm glad my parents never signed the house over to me. Jenny said she just wanted to have a little fun. I hope she enjoyed it. Tammy called me this morning; she's pissed that I gave her up to Jenny. What are you going to do with Tammy?"

"I'm on the fence Jack, I can see why she didn't want to say anything. I read her the riot act this morning that complete honesty doesn't just mean answering questions honestly but also divulging information that I might find important, especially when it comes to infidelity."

Jenny kept calling me, yelling that I was being unreasonable. After the third call, I blocked her number. Then her mother called me with a similar message saying I needed to check my macho pride and let her daughter come home. I told her mother Jenny was home, and this would be our last conversation that I was respectful. I blocked her number too.

Matt came over with some beers and we put on the ball game. It was halfway through the game when my mother called. Apparently, Jenny's mother had called her.

"Jack, you need to stop being so childish and let your wife come home."

"Mom, what exactly did she tell you I was being childish about?"

"She told me that Jenny went out for a little fling last night and when she came home, you had changed the locks or something."

"Yes, she went out on a date last night with a man she met the prior week, dressed to the nines and came home at noon without her panties and stockings. Is that what you think I am being childish about?"

"Why yes, she had a little fun and came home to you."

"I must have woken up in the twilight zone mom, put dad on please. I want to see if his understanding of a little fun is the same as yours."

"That won't be necessary Jack."

"Mom, you can put him on, or I'll call him directly."

My mother hung up on me and I called my father on speed dial. He said hello but there was arguing in the background. I could hear my mother yelling "Pete, hang up the goddam phone." It sounded like they were fighting over the phone. Finally, I heard my father threaten my mother that if she didn't step back, he was going to hit her for the first time in their marriage. She said, "Please Pete, hang up the phone, you're not going to like where this leads."

"Hi Jack, seems like you stirred up a lot of shit. I've been married to that woman for almost 40 years, and I've never had to threaten her before. Tell me what's going on."

I told him, "Jenny went out on a date last night with a man she met the prior week, dressed to the nines and came home at noon without her panties and stockings. I changed the locks and won't let her come back into the house and I put all her clothes on the front lawn. Mom said I'm being childish, which is exactly what Jenny, and her mother said. I might be losing my mind, so I wanted your opinion."

"I'll have to call you back."

Matt heard most of the conversation and said, "I didn't tell you this, but I got a similar reaction from my mother, telling me I was overreacting when I found that guy with his tongue down Tammy's throat. Maybe its some kind of woman code that they must defend each other, like that blue wall with cops."

It was probably two or three hours later; Matt went to pick up some beer and pizza when my father showed up with a suitcase.

"I'm guessing your conversation with my mother didn't go well."

He sat down on the couch looking defeated. Matt came in with the pizza and beer and we sat around the table.

"Jack, I don't think it could have gone any worse. She started with that shit about you being childish and went into girls need to have a little fun every once in a while. As soon as she said that she realized she fucked up. How many times I demanded to know. She tried saying once. I slammed the kitchen table so hard it broke and collapsed on the floor. That scared the shit out of her, and I started walking towards her. For the second time in 40 years, I wanted to hit your mother. She finally said four times and then started talking about how much stronger it made our marriage. Your mother wouldn't tell me the when's or the who's. She collapsed on the floor and began crying. I went and packed my travel bag. She asked me not to leave her. I told her I wanted her to write it all down, every time, every name, every place and what was going on in our lives that forced into becoming a cheating slut. She said that would only make things worse. I told her to find a lawyer."

"Forty fucking years I could have been a cuckold Jack, and I didn't know it."

"What's worse dad, hiding it or having your wife rub it in your face."

"What I know Jack, I know Jenny's dad very well. We were in the Knight's of Columbus together for years. I'm going to give him a call. Let's see what he thinks."

Jenny's father was a guy named Tony. He was a tough guy in his day and still ran one of the union locals. From what I could get from my father's side of the conversation, Jenny came home upset, and said we had a little argument, and I overreacted. My father explained what really happened to Tony and it sounded like Tony was not happy. My father also told him about the conversation he had with my mother and her whole stance that I was overreacting. Then he told Tony about my mother cheating on him. Tony said he would call my father back.

It was an hour later that Tony called backed, and my father asked if he could put him on speaker.

"Jack let me begin by saying how sorry I am that Jenny cheated on you. I had hoped I raised her better, but my cheating slut wife has obviously had too much influence. In short, I got the same message, four events over 20 years and it made our marriage stronger. There must be some Cosmo or other's woman magazine out there coming up with that bullshit. Two women having four affairs over 20 years? I call bullshit on that being a coincidence."

"One of the perks of my business is that the union has a slew of lawyers on retainer including the best divorce lawyer in the state. She is a pit bull, and I would never want to be her adversary. She can meet at your house tomorrow at noon, if that's ok."

I said, "Wait a minute, the best divorce lawyer in the state is going to meet us at my house on a Sunday."

"That's right. Are you guys in?"

My father and I in unison said yes. Matt was quiet. I asked him if he wanted to be there.

"I don't know Jack. You know I fell in love with Tammy when we were still in diapers at her mother's day care. I'm going to go talk to her now. If I don't get the right answers, I'll be back tomorrow."

At 11:55 on Sunday morning, a truck pulled up and a guy delivered two big cartons of Dunkin Donuts coffee and two boxes of donuts and pastries. The lawyers pulled up right after he left. There were three of them, all women, dressed in jeans and carrying some big suitcases. Tony pulled in right behind them and Matt was right behind him.

I pulled him aside and asked what happened.

"I went to her house, and she wasn't there. So, I went to the bar I caught her the last time and she was there with the same guy who had his arm wrapped around her copping a feel. We made eye contact before I left."

"I am sorry Matt."

"We had been talking about starting a family and I put that on hold the last time I caught her. What the fuck has gone wrong with the world."

"Jenny has been pushing me to have children and I've been pushing it off. What happened to you and Tammy scared me."

The shark lawyer introduced herself as Barbara and she introduced her assistants. She asked Tony to give her the short story even though Tony had explained it last night.

"My daughter, Jennifer is married to Jack over there, this is his father Pete and Jack's best friend Matt. On Friday night, Jennifer left the house all dressed up telling him she was going out with Matt's wife to celebrate her birthday. As luck would have it, Jack went out for a drink and saw Matt and his wife. The wife admitted that Jennifer was on a date. She came home at noon on Saturday. Jack had already changed the locks and tossed all her stuff."

"After she came home, my wife Jane, called Jack and told him he was acting like a baby and that his wife had a little fun and he should welcome her home. Mind you missing her panties and stockings. Poor Jack got the same message from his mother. He asked his dad, Pete here if he agreed with that."

"His wife told him it was no big deal, and girls deserve to have a little fun every once in a while. She eventually admitted to having four affairs over the last twenty years and it made that marriage stronger."

"Pete called me and wanted to know what I thought about girls deserving a little fun every once in a while. The conversation I had with my wife was very unpleasant and finally she admitted to four times over twenty years and it made our marriage much stronger. I don't believe in coincidences. Neither woman would tell the when's, why's or who their partner was."

She turned to Matt and said, "what about you?"

"Three months ago, I caught my wife Tammy in a bar passionately kissing some guy. We had a blow out, I kicked her out and she went to live with her mother. I even had a lawyer start preparing divorce papers. We reconciled and one of the conditions was that she never lie to me again. Tammy is good friends with Jenny and knew about the date. I told Tammy that withholding information is the same as lying and sent her back to her mother's. Last night I went to talk to her, and she wasn't home. I found her in the same bar with the same guy who was squeezing her tit."

"Ok," said Barbara, "Matt we're going to put you last. I'll get started with Jack because his is the freshest and my two assistants will deal with Pete and Tony. When it comes to a trial, if it does, I'll be the one standing next to you in the courtroom. All three of us will be there."

"And let me say this. The subject of a girls deserving a little fun every once in a while is in every woman's magazine. Sometimes a woman does it once, realizes she didn't like it and that's the end. Maybe she'll admit it to her husband, maybe not. Some women like it a lot, its rarely love, just a cheap thrill. Eventually they get caught and it almost always ends in divorce. The women's magazines rarely talk about the wrecked homes and families. There is also a bunch of shit on the internet including a much-read article recommending claiming four times over twenty years and it made the marriage stronger."

"This is a no-fault divorce state so usually everything accrued during the marriage is split 50/50 and support payments if either spouse makes less than the other. Most judges require counseling and I'm certain he or she will require it in these cases. For Tony and Pete because the infidelity occurred long ago and for Jack because it happened Friday."

We spent the rest of the day working with the lawyers as they completed the paperwork. They were incredibly efficient and had everything completed by dinner. Tony ordered sandwiches for everybody. The big discussion was when we want our wives served.

"I want Jennifer served as soon as possible," I said. The rest of the men agreed.

Barbara said she'd try and pull in some favors, but four favors would be a big ask. She was sure she could get Jenny served by Tuesday. The rest would have to be Wednesday or Thursday. As we ate, she warned us against violence and any other retribution. We should cancel all the joint credit cards as soon as possible. But we had to leave our spouses access to funds. Monday morning, we should all set up sperate bank accounts and transfer only half a any funds from the joint accounts to the new accounts.

The lawyers left with Tony. The three of us sat on the couch and cracked a beer. I felt brain dead. Barbara asked so many questions it made my brain hurt. Matt and my dad felt the same way. The hard part was that Jenny and Tammy would get half the business that Matt and I built which rubbed me the wrong way. We could always fold the business and go to work for someone else or sell the business to someone else, which is what I preferred.

Barbara called on Monday and said Jenny would be served at 8:30 on Tuesday when she arrived at work and that I should be prepared for some blowback. Very rarely does a woman who deserves a little fun expects it to end in divorce, so they'll be some fireworks. If it gets too rough, she'll have Jenny served with a restraining order.

Matt and I were on a job site Tuesday morning. I still have Jenny and her mother's phones blocked. At 8:35, I received a call from an unknown number. I assumed it would be from Jenny but could not ignore it. It was from Jenny:

"Oh, you poor little boy. Your male ego is so hurt you want to divorce me. Well, that ain't going to happen shit head..."

I hung up on her. Twenty minutes later she was at our job site. Matt was holding her back as I called Barbara and put her on FaceTime so she could see Jenny. She was yelling and screaming that her daddy would finance the best divorce lawyer in the state, and I would come crawling, begging her to come back. Barbara was telling me not to respond. A few minutes later we heard the police siren. The officer tried to restrain Jenny who turned and slapped the poor guy. Jenny was led away in handcuffs. Barbara was still on the phone and said a currier would hand deliver the restraining order by the end of the day.