From the author
First I want to thank all who took time from your life to read my humble first submission to Literotica, well first submission anywhere. Needless to say as such it contained several errors and ended prematurely mainly because I thought it was getting too long. Then, when I continued with a chapter 2, I again neglected to reconcile a problem related to DNA testing. Therefore I am resubmitting both the original submission and the chapter 2 submissions with this final combined revision. My sincere apologizes for any remaining errors, I'll have to live with them.
Gang Aft Agley (Revised)
Their plan didn't quite work out the way they thought
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(Ron)
As I worked late in my office one Friday night, my phone rang with a ring tone I hadn't heard in almost three years. The tone announced a call from 'Her Majesty', my ex-wife, Deborah. Guess I forgot to remove her number from my cell phone address book when we divorced.
How I found out about her cheating was the oldest clichΓ© in the world, I came home a day early from a business trip and found them passed out naked in our bed together. I didn't wake them, and I didn't shoot them though that would have been so easy. I just left and hired a PI to gather evidence for the divorce. To give my PI time to investigate, I called and left a message that I was sorry, but my out of town business would take another two weeks. I stayed at the Hilton for that two weeks while my PI got plenty of DVD's and pictures of my wife and her boss, Ian. We waited almost two months so I had time to rearrange much of my business affairs before we had them served and then sat back and watched the shit hit the fan.
It had been a bitter divorce. Deborah and her boss/lover, Ian, were trying to get their hands on as much of my wealth as they could, while still trying to force me to raise her children and let her screw around with her boss. While gathering evidence of their long time affair, my PI uncovered the fact that 'Our' two children, Cindy 16 and Ross 15 at the time, were not actually mine. Seems that it was a long time 'joke' that Ian and Debbie would refer to the children as 'Debs B's', a not so subtle reference to their being her 'bastards'. Now, I could have sued Ian for supporting his children for 16 years, but that would have meant taking DNA tests and as I didn't want the kids to know they weren't mine (I really did love them) I opted not to. Besides, by that time I really didn't care who the real sperm donor was. Knowing Debbie, it might not have even been Ian. My main concern was for the welfare of our children and I knew this information would be devastating, especially to my son Ross.
Thank god we lived in a state where adultery was still a crime and Alienation of Affection was still a legal option against it. I had them both arrested for adultery and sued the shit out of Ian and his so called company. Funny how his company magically "disappeared" almost overnight. Fancy that. I didn't even get a cent from the Alienation suit. What a waste of flesh that man is. He's a grifter, a con man and a cheat, and the only reason he married Debbie after the divorce was final was to gain access to what little cash she did get from the divorce, I'm sure. He had no real interest at all in the children he'd sired and little real interest in Debbie. He was strictly out for the money. Well, she made her choice, screw her.
Still, Debbie didn't come out too bad. No alimony and no child support, but still a hefty lump sum cash payment of $ 100,000.00 and the house (which I never wanted in the first place) that was valued at a little over $ 250,000.00 . Yet, it was a far cry from what the pair was anticipating they would get. I had successfully blocked Ian's attempt at a hostile takeover of my company, so they didn't get control of the company's funds. In addition, my legal team arranged the divorce settlement in chambers with the judge so the children wouldn't know the specifics of Debbie's adultery. I think that by then she had realized I was two steps ahead of their planning and she agreed to the lower settlement so her babies would not know how evil she really was. Still true to form, only thinking of herself.
After my divorce was final, I had broken all ties to my ex-wife Debbie and the two children she had with her lover(s). I didn't have anything against the kids, but I thought my PI reported that DNA showed that they simply weren't mine. As it is, I still don't know who their real father is, could have been Ian or some other unknown asshole she'd had an affair with on the side; but, for sure, I wasn't even 'in the running', so to speak, and that almost literally broke my heart.
As much as I didn't want to have anything to do with my ex, I was a little curious as to why she'd be calling me now. I said to myself as I picked up the phone to answer, 'Bet he's finally dumped her ass and stolen what's left of the money.'
"Hello Debbie, it's your dime so what do you want?" I said short and to the point.
She stammered a bit "Well uh ... um I need your help with a 'little' problem that's come up lately."
"And just WHY should ANY problem that you may have, 'little' or otherwise, concern me in the slightest? Didn't you do enough to me while we were married? You think I'm going to forgive and forget the disrespect and humiliation you and your lover heaped on me? If you do, you've got another think coming." I said with as much sarcasm and anger as I could muster.
"Come on Ron, you can't still be mad about all that. It was three years ago. Besides you and your lawyers got off pretty easy in the divorce settlement. Jesus, pick your little ego up, dust it off and grow a set." she replied with even more sarcasm than I.
Damn. She was still the selfish bitch she always was. She still thought that what she wanted was all important and the hell with anyone else or their feelings. Well I wasn't gonna take it this time.
"Goodbye Debs." and I hung up.
Stupid bitch still thought her shit didn't stink and everyone should bow to her wishes. Well not me, not anymore. I was so mad I couldn't think straight, it brought back all the pain and anger I had been trying to cope with since finding out about her long term betrayal.
She had cheated on me from the very beginning of our relationship, she lied and foisted upon me two children who were not even mine and expected me to happily raise them and be her and her lovers voluntary cuckold. Not gonna happen!
I began going through the mental exercises my therapist had taught me to calm my nerves. As I started calming down, my phone again buzzed with that awful ring tone.
'She e e e 's back' I thought as I picked up the receiver.
"Debs, you better keep a civil tongue in your mouth or I'll hang up again and I won't ever answer any more calls."
"Hi Dad. It's me, Cindy." said my daughter, her vice shaking as if she'd been crying.
Surprised would be an understatement. During and after the divorce, Debs and Ian had made me out to be the bad guy in my children's eyes and had effectively destroyed any relationship I had with them. I didn't help matters either as I was so devastated that they were not my biological children that I didn't fight very hard for them and could never seem to make visits. I was so humiliated and ashamed that I could have been cuckolded and fooled for so long that I just couldn't face them.
"Cindy, sweetheart, forgive me for my angry words. I'm mad at your mother, not you or your brother." I said as calmly as I could with a lump in my throat.
"I know Dad." she said. "And, I know a lot more too about what happened to make you divorce Mom and apparently abandon the family. Ross and I are sorry we treated you so badly when you separated yourself from us, but Mom and Ian lied to us and blamed everything on you." she was crying now and I could hardly bear it.
"How did you find out the truth?" I asked. I was sure Debs didn't voluntarily admit to her adultery and lies to the kids and wondered how Cindy found out.
"Well, Dad, I was looking for my birth certificate in the safe so I could play soccer with our church's young adult league when I came across the divorce decree and the settlement agreement," she paused, then she whispered so low I could barely hear her " ....and several DVD's hidden at the bottom of the safe."
I was shocked and deeply concerned. "You didn't watch the DVD's did you?" I was so worried that Cindy would learn that she wasn't my real daughter that I forgot what other stuff was on those DVD's. They were acquired for the most part by my PI to use for the divorce and included several hours of sexual encounters between Debs and Ian complete with audio where they fully discussed how they were going to screw over their cuckold (me) and then steal my company from me. That was how I knew what to do to block Ian's plan to take over control of my company.
I guess now I knew what Deb's "little" problem was. Obviously, Cindy now knew the truth about everything and she couldn't lie her way out of it anymore.