Chapter 1
I've always known that the world was full of all manner of people. The good, the bad and the ugly. The human race is like a rainbow but you have to remember that not everyone fits into each distinct colour, it's more that there are shades of different colours that make up each person. But not Heinrich Dundas. No, he is just black. Blacker than black and no I'm not talking about the colour of his skin given he is a white man. Heinrich is a narcissistic psychopath and he was intent on trying to destroy my life.
To get to that story, I should give a bit of background first. My name is John Pounder and I am forty five years old. And before you make fun of my last name, just know I have heard them all and as I would say when I was teased as a kid, 'your mother didn't complain'. Anyway, enough of that joke, it's old and tired like Heinrich Dundas. I'm a fairly tall guy, over six feet tall, lean because I make it a priority to exercise four days a week, which at my age is to keep everything lubricated, and functioning, hopefully for a long time yet. As for where I live, well in the great state of Virginia of course. I have been described as cute, handsome and sometimes just alright. I have a decent head of dark brown hair and am cleanly shaven, as I prefer it that way. Some say it shows off my jawline, but I just hate facial hair. I have a great paying job, but I have to travel once a month to Richmond for a couple of days to sit in boring meetings at the head office. Anyway, that's enough about me.
Well almost. You see, I'm married to the lovely Tanya. She's forty-four years old and is my second wife, having been married to her for six years. Tanya is a beautiful blonde woman, with a sublime athletic figure and came into my life a couple of years after my first marriage broke down. We don't have any children together, but she has one daughter, Jacqueline that I adopted when she was little, and I have three kids with my first wife Jennifer. My eldest, Victoria is twenty, Jacob is eighteen and then there is my youngest, Danny at fifteen who has down syndrome. He's my special bud and likes hanging out with Jacqueline who is only twelve. I should mention that I have a great relationship with my ex-wife because of the kids and Tanya who has been nothing but supportive throughout. It also helps that Tanya and Jennifer get along really well, even if they are somewhat different in personality. Tanya was married to a loser by the name of Christian Bowdinger who fled the country to Colombia with his mistress over nine years ago.
Now that you know all that, I can tell you about the events that led up to that piece of shit entering my life. Tanya, my wife walked into the kitchen where I was sitting with a big smile on her face. That smile told me she was working on something. I knew it all too well.
"Someone's happy today," I said looking at my wife. When she came into my life, she was different from Jen, in the sense that where Jen would be modestly but beautifully dressed, Tanya would be sexy. She would wear tighter clothing that hugged her figure, especially her ass which is lovely. Tanya would often wear yoga pants around the house and sometimes out if she didn't have a tight pair of jeans or dress pants to wear. Which is often I must add.
"I am, and do you know why?" Tanya asked almost too happily. I shook my head waiting for it. "I've been asked to co-author a book that is sure to be a best seller."
Tanya is a professor in philosophy and art at the local university, an institution which expected their staff to bring in money and esteem to the establishment. That meant anything that would get their staff in the press or recognition was endorsed heavily. I also knew this meant Tanya would get a good bonus out of it. Not that we needed it considering the boat at the lake was still in good nick and the lake house was fine. Not that it was hers, but still she liked to contribute to our holiday destination.
"I see and who is the other author?" I asked looking at her intently. I saw a brief moment of hesitation before her smile came back full bore.
"That would be Heinrich Dundas," Tanya replied without taking her eyes off me. The pit of my gut dropped suddenly.
"You mean, that same Heinrich Dundas that you were involved with before Christian? The same Heinrich Dundas that tried breaking up your marriage to him? The same Heinrich Dundas you told me horror stories about?" I asked as the bile started building up in my guts. Her smile had faded.
"It's not like that, John. He's married with kids now and we'd be working remotely anyway, he's in California for God's sake," Tanya replied getting a little defensive.
"Are you serious? That asshole almost destroyed your last marriage before Christian ran off with that young girl. What do you think is going to happen this time?" I asked firmly, my tone obviously conveying how angry I was becoming.
"The board of directors have urged me to pursue this. I can't say no! Don't you think I know what he's like? I'll be shit canned forever if I turn down this opportunity. The board are aware of his high-profile nature, and they want the exposure for the university," Tanya said her tone telling me she was aware of the stakes.
"I get that, but don't you think you should have talked to me first?" I asked with a sigh. I knew how hard it was for her at the university, even if there was more female equality on the board. They still seemed to be single minded in their approach without thinking of anything else but their prestige.
"I know, and I'm sorry. I didn't have much time, it was thrust upon me," Tanya replied seemingly deflated.
"He better not thrust himself upon you at all. And he better be remote as you say," I said standing up. "He's dangerous and you know it."
"I know, but I've got you and it's all going to be fine, I promise," Tanya said moving to me and giving me a cuddle. Okay she was nearly as tall as I was, and while she was slender to the point of being a little bony, she could still give good cuddles.
"Okay, but at the first sign of anything going wrong, you let me know, okay?" I said letting my hands slide down to her small but firm ass. Her gym time and doubling down on squats were really paying off on that front.
"I promise," Tanya said kissing my lips. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Chapter 2
Six months. I never knew writing a book on philosophy could take so God damned long. Tanya had been good, but there were days she would come home frustrated and vent about how Heinrich had done this or that. Usually about re-writing some of her bits that she felt were important and really fit well with the overall strategy of the book. I just listened, comforted her and supported her through those times. Things had been getting better as they neared the end of their process, and I couldn't have been happier since we were able to spend more time and do things together.
We were out at a lunch with some friends when it all happened. It was a swanky little place where the bathrooms were on the opposite side of the building. I had to partake in the restroom facilities which were also swanky; I finished up and left the wonderfully comfortable room when things changed. As I walked out a man that was vaguely familiar smiled at me. Colour me surprised when I realised it was Heinrich Dundas and he was in Virginia! He was a couple of inches shorter than me, around fifty years old, balding with long salt and pepper hair around the sides and not much on top. I guess you could call his hairstyle artsy instead of distinguished but then again what do I know? He sported a manicured beard that looked a little sleazy if I'm being honest and was dressed in an expensive suit. I was about to head towards my wife when he stopped in front of me and handed me a large yellow envelope. I looked at it and then at him and was confused. We had never said a word to each other, so this was completely new to me, and I had to wonder why he felt the need to confront me like this. It didn't take long to find out.
"I'll tell you the same thing I told Christian all those years ago. Tanya is mine. You think you have her, but I own her," Heinrich said with a devious grin. I could feel my anger rising but I was keeping it in check. I knew this guy was trying to get a rise out of me, so I stayed calm.
"I see and this envelope?" I asked waving it at him.
"Open it," Heinrich replied still smiling. "That should tell you all you need to know about Tanya and I. We've been meeting in person for a while now."
I looked up at him sharply as the new information came to light. I opened the envelope and pulled the large, 10x8 glossy picture out of my wife being fucked my him. He was looking right at the camera and smiling as my wife was bent over doggy style, her face looking back at him in lust.
"You mother fucker," I said but he just tut-tutted me.
