Woodrow Anderson (known by many as Woody) walked out of his employer's Ft. Worth, Texas offices at one pm after he had been given a promotion to assistant team leader. At 26 years old, he was the youngest employee to be promoted to that position in the company's 110 year history. He was given the afternoon off to pack and report to their Denver headquarters for training. He was then to be sent to the company's Omaha, Nebraska office to join a forensic audit team specializing in insurance companies.
Six foot three inches tall, broad shouldered, athletic body Woody had absolutely no interest in sports. He knew where he wanted to be in life and he put his whole being into getting there.
Since middle school, Woody had wanted to be a forensic auditor. Graduating from Texas A&M as salutatorian, majoring in accounting with emphasis in forensic auditing, he was working online to get his masters degree in criminal justice. One of his professors had recommended him to the regional vice president and he was hired upon passing the Certified Public Account's exam in the upper five percent. Woody was one of those that would get life just about the way he wanted it, when he wanted it. Where did not bother him. Born and raised in Abilene, Texas, it would have been nice to work in his home state. However, assistant team leader in Omaha, that would be just fine, for now.
Woody headed home to Abilene and his trophy wife, Allison (Allie) to tell her to pack a couple of bags. They were on there way to Denver, Colorado. They had four days to get there for a gala event where promotions would be announced. She could come back and wrap up their affairs in Abilene while he was in training. As he drove west on Interstate 20, he thought about his beautiful wife. Born into high society, she would be right at home at the event in Denver.
Allie definitely qualified within the definition of a trophy wife. However, he wondered about what kind of a mother she would make. She had led a sheltered life as a rich man's daughter and was quite naive about the realities of life. Not his first choice as a wife, but where he was going, she would fill the bill. As far as being a mother, he could hire a nanny to help her with that. His first choice was a girl he had met when they were juniors in high school. She was and is the only young woman that he felt was prettier and had a better body than Allie. Cassandra Hopkins. Their first eye contact was when she was a junior princess on the home coming float. Although Cassie was from an upper middle class family, she was accepted among the campus elite due entirely to her looks and body. On a scale of 1 - 10, Cassie was an eleven maybe a twelve. However, during their senior year, the community had paired her up with the campus football hero and student body president, Brent Harris. In their senior year of high school Cassie was homecoming queen and of course Brent and Cassie where prom king and queen.
Brent and Woody were friends in middle school. In high school they were not so much friends as the one Brent came to for help to keep his grade average up to stay on the football team and hold student body offices. Brent had offers from colleges and universities all around the nation to come and play football. He waited until Woody was accepted at Texas A&M to make his choice. Of course it was Texas A&M. It did not at all bother Woody that he was Brent's tutor. It kept him in the same social group as Cassie. That allowed Woody and Cassie some time together, dancing, or just talking. Then once and awhile, a little more. But it was time together. It tended to bother Brent to no end. But, what could he do about it. All those scholarship offers would dry up if he was kicked off the team because he grades were not good enough. Once he was sure they were both going to A&M, a thought came to Brent. Allison's family were large contributors to A&M because they were alumni and of course, Allison was expected to attend and graduate. Thinking that Woody liked Cassie for the same reason as he, her beauty, Brent determined that he would turn Allison onto Woody. His main argument would be that Woody, of all the guys they knew, was the one that had the capability and drive to keep her in the life style which she was accustom. Woody mused to himself as he exited the Interstate, "I guess it worked, I married Allison."
As he neared his home, Woody noticed Brent's Mustang GT parked in his drive way. He said to himself, "Oh God, I hope this isn't some trite cliché where husband comes home early and finds a friend fucking his wife." Parking his car behind the mustang, he thought out loud as he walked past it "I got you into the EMT program so you could have the income to start a family. But, you just had to have a hot rod. Can't even afford a vehicle for your wife, but, you just had to have this monster. Not much the family car. "
Walking in through the front doors of his home, Woody first heard what was happening in his living room. Add Brent's EMT partner, Sean Murphy, and it was that trite cliche that Woody feared when he noticed the mustang. They had Allie on the hassock, with Sean's cock in her mouth and Brent pumping away at her pussy. Woody shock his head, gave it a little smile and went on into the master bedroom. He packed what he wanted and figured he would replace everything else. He did the same in his home office. Leaving through the french doors in the master bedroom of the sprawling ranch style house, he packed everything into his Escalade and drove off. Once out of sight of their house, he pulled over and parked. Drawing out his lap top, Woody thought about how the string of burglaries in their neighborhood had given him the opportunity to bring in a very sophisticated security system. He had shown Allie how to turn on and off the alarm part of it. However, the audio/visual part remained on 24/7.
Pulling up the security company's website, he entered his ID and password, clicked on "living room" and there they were, in real time and living color. Woody got on his cell and called another friend from middle school, Sidney Weisman. If any body was Woody's best friend, it was Sid. No matter what was going on, good or bad, they were in it together. After graduating at the top of his class at The University of Texas, School of Law in Austin, Sid passed the Texas Bar and joined his father's law firm there in Abilene. His father's firm was heavy into to the oil and gas industry, so he then went on to pass the bar exams in all the states to the north of Texas including the Dakotas, Montana, Wyoming and Colorado.
"Hey Sid... I'm going ta need an attorney to activate a couple o' pre-nups...Here shortly I'll text ya over a website, ID and password ta git inta the right page to see what ya need ta see what's goin' on in the living room..."
Sid laughed "Okay ol' buddy. As soon as I get a look at the website I'll call Sharon Stevens once Cassidy, Attorney at Law. She's been waitin' for this magic moment sense high school. Ya know she's gonna start salivatin' when I send her the pre-nups... I'll have her call ya on your cell."
"You do that little thing Sid, we'll certainly appreciate it."
Woody pulled up in front of the Harris residence, bounded gingerly up the walk and rapped on the front door. Cassie Harris opened the door, "Woody?!? Why the surprise visit with such a big grin on your face."
He stepped into their living room and opening his lap top, said excitedly, "Ya gotta see what's going on in the living room at my house." He brought up the website and on to the right page. The threesome were still at it. She took one look and with a squeal of delight, threw herself into his arms. Giving Woody a long lingering kiss. After their lips parted she squealed and exclaimed, "They did it, they did it!! Oh praise God they did it and you finally caught them. An answer to our prayers."
Arms still wrapped around each other, he said, "I called Sid, then sent him a text with what he needed to get on the right page. He said he would call Sharon, get the info to her, then have her call me."
"She's a lawyer now, isn't she?" asked Cassie.
"Oh yeah, has been for a few years. She passed the bar a month before her twenty first birthday. Sid went to UT, she went to Baylor. The thing is, she's hated both Brent and Allie sense high school. Remember, she was a very chubby girl back then. She, Sid, Brent and me were friends in junior high. When we got to high school and Brent became a football star he turned on Sid and Sharon. Not giving any thought to the idea that they might become the lawyers that they are today."
"Sounds like Brent. Sharon and I always got along. I ran into her at the supermarket about a year ago. She told me about her husband and kids. But, said very little about being a lawyer..."
