About ten o'clock Friday morning Mike received a call at his desk from Tom, "Hey Mike? How's it all working out?"
"Good Tom. Everything is going along as planned and everybody has been so predictable. Even Debbie, she's acting exactly the way I thought she would. They are making it almost too easy?"
"Very good. Great in fact. Like I said in the beginning, you know your wife. Anyway, come on up and give me a detailed report. And Mike? We shut down that sight Wednesday, like you wanted. So, I had the audio from Debbie's desk, the president and CFO's offices sent to another site. All four are gathered in the president's office right now. They should get around to gloating over last Saturday night in a few minutes."
"OK Tom, I have a call into Janet's attorney to verify service to her husband, tonight. I'll call and have their call sent to your office. Be up there in a couple of minutes."
Mike entered Tom's office just as Keith was asking the other three if they knew anything about his wife and Mike leaving the party while they were doing Debbie. Tom looked up from his desk, "Hey Mike, you just missed their morning gloat session. They still think that they pulled it all off right under their wives and your noses. They're even talking about a rerun around Valentine's Day."
"Well boss, they all four have a rude awakening coming this evening. That lawyer was just getting into his office when I called. Dan is set to be served between six and seven this evening. Get this Tom, the lawyer is Janet's brother. He told me that they filed for annulment yesterday. However, get this, Dan is going to be invited over to his parents home on Saturday afternoon. When he gets there he will find his parents and sisters with their husbands. Janet, her parents, brother and sister-in-law will also be there. They will all have viewed the video by time he shows up. I'd sure like to be a fly on the wall in that house, tomorrow."
Tom leaned back in his chair and laughed, "Talk about being on the hot seat. He's going to wish he had never even thought about sticking that thing into Debbie. How's she doing?"
"Oh, my sweet Debbie. She's been very affectionate, cooperative and sexy as she can. But Tom? Guilt is eating her alive. I think she knows that I know and that we bugged the whole thing. She just doesn't know when the other shoe will drop and how hard it will fall." They both chuckled, then returned to the conversation between the four executives.
Friday, late afternoon. Debbie hustled around the kitchen preparing Mike's favorite dish, sirloin steak, baked potato, tossed green salad with thousand island dressing. Served with a glass of chilled Cabernet Sauvignon. When Mike's mother dropped by to take the kids until Sunday evening Debbie knew that he was about to deal with her activities last Saturday night. After six days in purgatory, she only hoped that serving him his favorite dish might lessen, if only a little bit, whatever he had planned. Unaware that during that same day, DVD's had been delivered to the three executive's wives. That the shit was about to hit the fan in their households about the same time it would hit the fan for Debbie. Stomach tied up in knots, she had prepared herself just a salad.
Debbie had just finished setting the table and was lighting the candle when Mike came into the house from the door into the garage.. He immediately commented, "Wow, sure smells good in here." Giving his wife a little kiss "Hello" he asked, "What's the special occasion?"
She gave him that little smile that started his love affair with her and that he found so disarming. Debbie purred, "You mentioned this morning that maybe we should work on another child before ours get much older. Well, an egg came tumbling down as I left work today. I picked up a little test kit on the way home and yeah, it's there."
He acknowledged her comments with a smile. Then, noticing only one steak in the frying pan, he asked, "Where's the second steak?"
"Oh Mikey, I'm not very hungry, right now. I'll just have a salad..."
Mike looked at his wife. Debbie still could not hold eye contact for more than a few seconds. He knew that his loving wife was not stupid. That she was in fact one sharp lady. She had gotten caught up in doing something very stupid. Now, she was trying everything she could think of to minimize the impact of her anticipated discipline. Finishing his meal, Mike pushed back from the table and said, "Deb? That was fantastic. You are an excellent cook. That steak was just like I like it, well done but still juicy. There's not many that can do that." She beamed. Then her husband asked, "Whatcha wearin' under those culottes?"
Debbie blushed, then in a raspy whisper, "Nothing."
Reaching over and hooking his finger into the ring at the top of the zipper, he pulled it down to her waist and said, "No bra!" Then when the zipper hit bottom, he said, "No panties either. You're right about that, nothing under there." He stood up put out his hand and said, "Come with me my darling wife, mother of our children. I have something to show you." As she stood up, he pushed the garment off her shoulders, allowing it to drop to the floor by the table, saying, "You won't need that for awhile."
Mike led his wife into the family room where they had the largest TV they could find mounted on the wall. Making this a very graphic experience for Debbie. The web cams used had only been on the market for about three months. The audio part of them could pick up the proverbial pin drop on the order side of the room. The video, with its zoom qualities on HD big screen TV would make it seem like they were right there in the same room. Where the other couples were watching only the scenes that pertained to them, Debbie would see it all. She would watch forty five minutes of herself getting it twice from four men at six different perspectives. Then watch as her husband did the three wives, twice each from four different perspectives.
Debbie stood in the middle of the room, between Mike and the TV. As he picked up the remote, he motioned toward one of the couches, "Have a seat, my lovely naked lady."
Having a good idea what was coming, Debbie walked to the couch whimpering, "Mikey? I'm ah, I'm sorry..."
He put his finger up to his lips and said "Shhh, set down and just watch..."
Once the TV was on, he brought up the DVD's menu and clicked on section one. The scene opened with Debbie in position and Keith aiming his erected cock at her waiting pussy. An instant later, he slammed it into her. He was followed by Randy shoving his cock into Debbie's month. Eyes glued to the TV screen she gasped at the sight of herself impaled on two strange cocks, "Oh Mikey, I'm so sorry!! I, ah I, ah, I can explain..."
Again, Mike held up his finger by his lips, "Shhh, just watch. I want you to watch and see for your self what has made your husband very angry with you and hurt him very deeply. Also, it has severely challenged my trust in you. But, we will deal with that later." She looked at him with horror in her eyes, tears began to flow. She realized that all she could do at that time was to watch as the four men treated her like a whore.
Except for Debbie's sobs, husband and wife sat in silence for the remaining part of section one. Mike clicked back to the DVD menu. She broke the silence with again trying to apologize. In a whimpering small voice she said, "Mike? I'm so very sorry... But, but, I can explain..."
Mike stood up and raised his voice a bit, "Explain what?!? That you did something very stupid, well beyond simply naughty? Something that threatens the very foundation of our marriage? That you allowed four men to fuck you like a whore? Knowing full well that it would hurt and anger your husband?!? More than hurt, devastate I think is the word here!"
Eyes cast down, shuffling her feet, she ask in a contrite tone, "Mikey? I'm sorry... Are you gonna divorce me?" Now feeling the effects of the reality of it all.
Peeling off his clothes, he exclaimed, "Some say I should. But, no babe, not a chance of that. For one, I love my wife. Two, up to now she has been an exceptional wife. Three, she is a fantastic mother. So, I would not do anything like that to her or our children. However, my dear wife, before the evening is over you will feel some discipline. More importantly, you will soon know in your heart, just how very deeply you have hurt your husband." Now naked like her, he said, "I called your father..." She gasp, realizing that her husband and her father had become very close friends. They were close even before she and Mike were married. He continued, "I didn't tell him exactly what you did. Just that it was bad enough to destroy our marriage, if we let it."
Mike walked over to the fireplace mantle. She gasp again and froze, remembering that when they were kids and did something very bad, they caught a ping pong paddle on a bare butt. When he turned toward her, that is exactly what he had in his hand. He laid the paddle on the coffee table and said, "Hank told me that he used one of these for something of this magnitude. One swat for each infraction, on a bare butt."
Remembering very well how bad one or two swats hurt, she jumped up and whined, "No Mikeee, please." She grabbed her bare behind with both hands, "Not that, please, can't we work this out some other way. I'll never do it again, never, ever again, I, I ah I promise, pleeease?"
He motion for her to come closer. When she was in front of him, he pushed her to her knees and said, "First, your husband is going to show you that he can fuck his wife like a whore, too." Like a sledge hammer, his words slammed into her very being. Her head snapped up and her wide eyes met his angry glare. He demanded, "Get it all in your mouth and suck it up, just like you did for them!"
