I know, been a while but I finally wrote something. I would as ALWAYS thank the very patient and amazing jacuzzigal for her help and also would like to thank the two cranky assholes that pushed me to start writing again. I would also like to thank my LOVELY wife for all her love and support.
As a warning, there is no explicit sex in this story.
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I guess in most stories, you start at the beginning. But here, I think everything can be explained better by starting at the end.
So here I am, at the Waffle Shop at 3:30 am; halfway though my eggs. The girls from the Triple XXXposure were bitching about their boss again two tables behind me, three sorority kids were trying to cram for a test for tomorrow in front of me, and Gurdy the Waitress has just refilled my Mellow Yellow.
Then a shadow fell over me.
"Well Max," my voice dripped with sarcasm, "I was wondering when you'd show."
Max was Maxwell Carns, my soon to be ex-father-in-law.
"Uh...Chris, I am...can we talk?"
Damn, I had known this man for over three years now and he was not only being NICE to me for the first time but also this was the first time I had ever seen him anything but super confident and in control.
I had to hear this. "Sit down Max, you're scaring the kids."
And he was. The sorority gals kept looking up from behind their books with fearful bloodshot eyes. See, Max was a powerful man, in body and ability. Max owns the largest warehouse in the area and the only real trucking business within one hundred miles. When the local economy went belly up about fifteen years ago, Max stayed and many people owe their livelihoods, their houses--heck their lives--to him.
Take the fact that he's six foot six inches plus he still looks like he works in the 'big house' and you've got a man people didn't mess with. Max took the seat across from me in the booth. Man, he looked like crap. Unshaven, circles around his eyes. No sleep at the Carns' house? Ah poor babies.
"Chris, I know you are hurt but can't you and Kelly get past this little incident and --"
"LITTLE INCIDENT?" I had to stop myself, my heart felt like it was about to come out of my chest and beat my arms in a race to strangle this man sitting in front of me. I took a few seconds to calm down, reminding myself that I didn't want to fight him. I wanted to win.
As I calmed, I noticed that everyone seemed to be trying their best to ignore us. But heck, I knew they wanted to listen in, they wanted the dirt...well; why not give it to them?
"Ok Max what part of this 'incident' do you want me to get past?" I asked. I didn't raise my voice, but I also didn't try to whisper.
"It was just a one time--"
"Wrong, this has been going on for years, Max, and you know it."
"She had never done this before, she had never chea--"
"Oh come on Max, she's been fucking me around for years. Want to hear? Ok!"
I pushed my quickly cooling eggs to the side and picked up a biscuit.
"When I first met her and tried to get her number, she flaunted every guy that wanted to fuck her and WAS fucking her. Why Max? Why would she do that?"
"She was trying to run you off Chris, but you won her over and --"
"Nope!" I stated, interrupting him as I put the apple butter on. "She was trying to see if I was willing to fight over her, and like an idiot I did. I gave her the attention she demanded."
I took a bite of the biscuit and continued.
"And then she took me home to meet papa, and you hated me. Hated my politics, hated my career, hated my style, everything. At first I thought that it was just papa bear growling. But no, you don't like me. I'm not good enough for your precious little girl."
Took another bite, the apple butter was good. Max's jaw worked up and down but the words couldn't escape his mouth. We both knew I was right and he couldn't argue it.
"But I can live with that. I am supposed to prove to you that I'm a good guy. But I couldn't. 'Don't argue with daddy, just take what he says and don't say or do anything.' Oh, we had some royal battles over that. And after that time when I didn't just sit by and let you insult me? When I humiliated you in front of all your friends by standing there arguing you on everything under the sun and winning? Well she told me that I couldn't go back to your house. Heck I didn't care, but we stayed together. Wonder what she was trying to do...see how subservient I was?"
A long drink gave me a chance to check out Max closely. This was not how he was expecting this to go. He wanted me to be hurt and tore up. Then he could approach me begging and crying and in his humility save my marriage... yeah, like that was happening.
"Do you know what happened THEN? She started hanging around old boyfriends, telling me they were just friends." I held up my hand to stop Max from launching in and defending her. "I know she never cheated then. Trust me after I beat the hell out of poor little Thomas for grabbing her ass in that bar, they ALL came to me and told me that nothing happened. She was just...what this is all about...testing me again.
"She wanted to know if I was jealous and if I cared. Would I react to her seeing her old lovers, the guys she fucked in her bed at her house? Well yeah we broke up after that. Best three months of my life I'll tell ya."
I finished off the biscuit and dusted off my hands. Max was quiet. I didn't know if it was the realization that she wasn't as innocent as he thought. Then on the other hand, maybe he knew and it was my attitude. But hey, either way it worked, he wasn't talking.
"Well my dumb ass let her beg her way back in. That was about the time she stopped going back home so often. She was doing that to be with me more and everything was good, really good. Then I fucked it up by proposing.
"I don't know why I did it; I won that damn ring in a contest at the jewelers, didn't mean that much to me. But I did and that's when the strange shit started.
"All these really hot chicks started coming out of the wood work. They'd meet me at work, at the gym, while shopping, everywhere. Well a lot of good-looking girls are ok, but it's NOT ok when they all started hitting on me. Asking me to dinner, out right telling me they'd like to fuck me. Heck even Lee Ann at work started. She even locked us in a storeroom one day and opened up her dress. She said she was nude. Man I fought every instinct God gave me to keep from looking at her. Told every one of them about me being engaged and everything, nothing seemed to work.
"How fucking surprised was I at the rehearsal party to see these gals again. Some of her sorority girlfriends and the rest were either relatives or friends from high school.
"Oh Lee Ann said she was sorry but they just HAD to make sure I wasn't an asshole that would cheat on poor little Kelly. Well guessed I passed, didn't I?
"Then the day of the wedding, I got another test when you whipped out that prenup. If I cheat I get nothing. Notice that if she cheated nothing was said. I asked that if she did, could I be free and clear. Guess that was foreshadowing, huh Max? Oh you had your lawyer write it up. Your gal cheats and I get $12,000 in my bank account, keep my clothes, my car, and the little house I got from my grandparents. Woo freaken hoo."
I leaned in to Max, "But I signed it. Got ya there, Max, I could tell.
"And then what the hell happened last Saturday? First I get called in to work eight fucken hours because someone decided that they would rather go to the damn amusement park than go to work. Made my day hell, but it was only the beginning. Huh Max?
"So I come home after work. Can't park my car in the driveway; have to park in the street. Why? Some one else has their car in my space.
"Did I think much of it? Well yes but not like that. Thought one of the damned neighbors had parked there and Kelly never told them to move.
"So I go into my house and look around. Kelly's car was in the driveway, where was she?
"'Kelly,' I yelled out.
"'Up here in the bedroom,' was my return.
"So like a lamb I went up there to ask about the car, but I was not expecting what I saw when I entered the room: Kelly and this guy in bed together, in our bed, in MY bed. They are spooning and he's got his cock in her, his hand caressing her breast as he slowly pumps.
"I was stunned for a sec then screamed, 'WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?'
"Stupid right? I mean 'Duh' my wife was cheating on me. But right then I wasn't thinking straight.
"'Oh honey I love you but I have to have more than you give me. Don't worry; I will still sleep with you. This is just sex, nothing to do with you.' She...she...fuck, she just did."
