John and Diane
So, I got savaged by quite a few comments about Part 1 because I left you wondering what John was going to do about his marriage. I've deleted some of the more...colorful and rude comments. I repeat - Please, if you don't like what I write, then please don't read it and move on. I encourage comments, and constructive criticism, but please be civil in your words. I'm an amateur and learning how to write.
I hope that you enjoy the story.
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From Part 1:
"John, Dear, I will promise you right now that I will be yours, only yours, forever."
I sat there, in my own home, with a million thoughts rushing through my head. They were swirling and turning and rushing around. I had to close my eyes and not look at anything. I was dizzy. I couldn't look at Diane just then or even the kitchen where I was. I couldn't even look at the floor. I couldn't think about anything.
I sat with my eyes shut very tightly and I was trying not to hear anything. All I could do was feel the emotions running through me. They gripped me and tore at my brain and my heart and everything else. I saw the faces of the four amazing children that I called my own and I saw the face of the woman that had promised me...well, you know. I heard their voices and their laughter and their happiness. Could I give that up?
Where had things gone to hell? Where had my life gotten so fucked up? What was my future? What will my life be like without those that I hold the dearest? I so badly want to rewind the hands of time and make all the pain go away. Can I, do it?
What do I do?
Do I stay or do I go?
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Part 2: John and Diane
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John
I knew that Diane was really lying to me. It was all bullshit. She had chosen Tom for over a decade and even though they had cooled it lately, the hiatus would be short lived. What would be different this time?
I knew that as soon as I moved back home, and we got back to some degree of normal life that she and Tom would restart. No, no matter what Diane said, I now knew that the last part of my plan was needed. It would take a bit of time, but it would be worth it in the end.
Ten years of lies; what's that worth?
So, yeah, I moved back home. The kids were happy that I did that, and Diane was, at least on the surface, happy as well. She went into overdrive with the domestic work, cooking and doing things around the house and with the kids to show what a great mother and wife she could be. Yeah.
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Diane
John moved back home and over the last months things have been slowly returning to normal. We're doing lots as a family and I even went camping with him and the kids in that huge trailer. The kids are really happy that John is back and so, I can breathe again. My life came so close to...ending. When he and the kids took that long trip to Canada, I was about crazy with worry. I don't want that to happen again. I know what I have to do.
We're even having sex again. It took a while. John seems to like it and I love it that he's mine again. And I'm his. It's all going to be just fine. You'll see.
John will see that my time with Tom took nothing away from him. The kids are his, no matter that Tom is the one that got me pregnant. The most important thing is that the kids all call him 'Dad.'
John and Tom actually look a lot alike. They have the same overall build, same hair color and general facial appearance. So, the kids, as they get older, will all be just like John, or close enough.
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John
Some of you will think that I'm a wimp and that I caved and went back to Diane and forgot all about the fact that she's been fucking her boyfriend Tom, since before I knew her. But think again.
What wins the battle? Planning and patience. I knew deep in my soul that Diane would be unable to change her ways with Tom. She'd taken breaks from him before when the kids were born, but always went back to him. What was going to be different now? The answer: nothing.
I knew that she would bide her time and when she felt that I trusted her enough, she and Tom would quietly, slowly, go back to their schedule at his love nest. They always did. So, I did what I had to do. I waited patiently and gathered the evidence that I needed to end this sham-of-a-marriage.
I had another meeting with my lawyer and the investigator and after another check was handed over, the work continued. All I had to do now was let nature take its course and wait for Diane and Tom to resume what they always do. And they did exactly as I figured they would.
It only took a few months. Not a lot of time for a patient man, especially one with a plan.
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Diane took a couple of months off and then found a part-time job. It was really just an excuse to cover for being away from the house enough that she could meet-up with Tom whenever she wanted.
My second meeting with my investigator was the one that started the ball rolling. She had evidence that Diane and Tom were back using his hideaway and they were spending parts of two afternoons a week there. I knew that she couldn't stay away from Tom for very long.
I almost had to laugh whenever I got home from my work and saw Diane. She would have a big smile on her face when she saw me come through the door. She would be over-attentive and rush around making sure that supper was great. She was overcompensating for her afternoon of fucking her real husband. Her guilt was right there; front and center.
So, time marched on, as it always does. I was patient and waited for my opportune moment to put the final part of my plan into high gear. I also took every opportunity to have sex with my almost, part-time wife. I was fucking Diane almost every night, except the days that I knew she was with Tom. I don't so sloppy seconds.
I made a point of being extra nice to her; the attentive husband; yeah. I took her out for supper. We did lots of things as a family and just the two of us. I bought her flowers and small gifts. I paid attention to her and complimented her on what a great job she did with the kids. I made a point of doing everything that I could to show to Diane that I was devoted to my family. I wanted to give her a sense of security; lull her into thinking that she had won.
When the time came, I wanted Diane to see just what she had thrown away. I wanted Diane to fully realize just what kind of shitstorm she and Tom had created. I wanted her memory of the trip I did with the kids to Canada, the summer before, to be a mere glimpse of her new life. She could have Tom all she wanted. I wouldn't give a shit anymore.
I reminded myself to be patient. To wait. And then to act.
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Diane - at Tom's hideaway apartment
"Tom, get in here and fuck me. I need you, now!"
"Hang on, what's your rush? Hasn't Johnny been doing his husbandly duty for the last week?"
"Shut up and fuck me. What do you care what John does?"
Tom ran his hands over my breasts and down over my stomach. He kissed his way up from my stomach up to my nipples and sucked on them, biting them. "I don't really give a shit what John does, or doesn't do. But I do want him to keep doing what he does to stay your husband. Looking after your kids is his main job, as far as I'm concerned." Tom went back to kissing and licking my breasts. One of his hands was working my clit and probing my vagina. It felt so good.
I closed my eyes and let Tom work his magic on me. The feel of him on top of me, his weight, his smell, the feel of him mouth. My first orgasm of the afternoon was right on the edge and ready to happen. Slowly he kissed his way down, again. Tom put his hands under my legs at my knees and pushed them up and out. I was wide open for him. He kissed my clit and used his tongue to push back the hood and then suck on it. Over the edge I went. It felt sooooooo good.
I arched my back and pushed my hips up at him to encourage him to keep sucking. Two fingers of his right hand were teasing my G-spot and my second orgasm washed over me.
"Fuck me, put your cock in me now. I need to feel you inside me."
"Slow down, we have all afternoon"
"Oooohhhh, I want you at least twice before we have to go."
Tom pushed his cock into me. He felt so good. He'd been there so many times and I knew what he liked and I gave it to him. I wrapped my legs around him and used my heels to pull him deep into me. I could feel the head of his cock as it rammed my cervix. Some women don't like to have their cervix poked by a man's cock, but mine didn't hurt; it even pushed me over the edge to another orgasm.
I could tell Tom was near to his first orgasm. "Fuck me hard, fuck me hard...do it!"
And then, he did. I could feel him flood my vagina with his semen and sperm. He kept up stroking in and out and after a big groan and sigh, he pulled out of me collapsed on the bed beside me.
"Baby, that was fucking excellent." He said.
Tom rolled over and kissed me and his hand went to by breasts. I loved having my nipples sucked and he went from one to the other and then back again. Tom said that the had to pee so went to the bathroom. I could hear the stream of his pee and then the toilet flushed. After he came out, I went in and had a pee and got a wet facecloth with some soap and washed between my legs. When I went back to the bed I could see that Tom was ready for round two.
After we finished and showered, we dressed and got in our cars. I drove home to get there just before the kids were out of school. I made very sure that I was ready to greet the kids and especially ready to see John. My itch had been scratched really well this afternoon and I was a happy woman. I had the best of all possible worlds: a husband and family, as well as a man that knew how to fuck me. I would make it extra good for John tonight.
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June - End of the school year
Okay, the meeting with my lawyer and investigator is complete. They had all the documents ready for both Diane and Tom. I gave them a date for the document server to be at my house. I had told Diane and the kids that we would be leaving the day after the last day of school. I had packed the trailer with food and all the things that we would need and told the kids to get their things ready for the trip.
