I apologize for the slow writing of this chapter but I had the chance to follow my lovely wife to Hawaii for vacation. Therefore my writing had to wait. Further chapters will appear sooner. Thanks for all the editing advice I received and the constructive comments. Enjoy, JDC.
Renewals and Disaster
A new chapter and a renewed relationship with Mel began. John and Mel dated exclusively and spent a lot of time dining, attending movies and dancing. After an evening of activity, they would usually retire to either one of their homes and fuck like bunnies.
John began relearning the strong feelings absent for almost 16 years he had been separated from Mel. He loved her looks, her passion and she was still fantastic in bed. He realized, even being married to Jillian, he had never had a better piece of ass than Mel. She was up for anything that he wanted to do and even came up with a few strange things of her own. Unfortunately, John still felt uneasy about their relationship. He just chalked it up to the fact that he had been married to Jillian for so long that he still harbored some guilt from being with another woman. One night during some post colloidal bliss as they were lying in his bed, they began to talk.
"John, there's another thing I need to tell you about myself. While was in prison I actually killed a woman."
"Jesus Mel, have you killed anyone else that I didn't know about? Okay, I'm over the initial shock. Tell me how this happened."
"It's a different life in prison John. You fight every day for what yours; especially your dignity. There was this bull dyke by the name of Big Sal. She and her gang had raped me several times. Just as with my husband, they had put me in the infirmary several times. I finally had had enough. One time she came in the shower alone when I was bathing and tried to have sex with me. I just exploded and knocked her to the floor and kept being her head into the tile until she was dead. You wouldn't believe it John, there was blood everywhere. There was no one else in there at the time but the two of us, so I just showered off and left. Although I was questioned, there was no evidence that I had done anything and I got away with it. Do I have guilt? Absolutely not. She was a waste of good air and as far as I was concerned, it was for self-preservation. Everyone in the prison population knew it was me, but nobody could prove anything. Nobody fucked with me from that time on. I just thought you needed to know that."
"My God Mel, I could've gone all night without you telling me about that."
"Do you think less of me now, John?"
"Being in your situation Mel, I could see where you have to do those kinds of things for your self-preservation. You didn't really surprise me that much though. I always knew you could take up for yourself when you needed to."
"I just want you to know, John, that I'll fight for what's mine. Don't ever doubt that, ever."
This gave John an uneasy feeling and he wasn't quite sure what he thought about those things. Prison life and life's hard knocks had changed Mel into a different person; stronger yet unpredictable.
During the next few months John rarely saw Jill accept around holidays when she would bring JJ to George's for their Thanksgiving and Christmas meals. She was cordial to John, but always looked at him with a sense of longing. There were no clashes between Mel and Jillian during these occasions but they looked at each other with territorial looks.
George had met Pamela Tamchek during her late teenage years when John dated her, but realized she had definitely blossomed into a fantastically sexy lady.
"My God John, she is one gorgeous female. It looks like you hit the motherlode. You better hang on to that one. At least she's more down to earth then your ex-wife," George said when they had chance to talk in private at Thanksgiving.
"I don't know Dad, I've always loved Mel, but never fully thought it was ever for keeps. There's just something that doesn't feel right about her."
Jillian was extremely melancholy until she worked herself under the mistletoe when John happened to walk by.
JJ saw his mother and dad's positions and commented loudly, "Kiss her Dad, she's under the mistletoe." When John bent down for the obligatory smooch, Jillian laid a lip lock on him that curled his toes. He knew she was breathing hard when she finished the kiss and she was totally flushed.
Mel stood there steaming during the kiss and tried to control herself. John looked at her with a sheepish grin and put his arms out to the side in the 'what was I supposed to do pose?' while Mel stared daggers at him and Jillian both. It pissed Mel off even more when Jillian looked at her and smirked.
Although Jill liked John's family, she was really only there to see John and JJ in a relaxed atmosphere. She missed her ex-husband with every fiber of her being. All she had room for her heart was a sense of regret and a slight longing for revenge. It was okay if she wanted to break it off between them, but not for him to do it.
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John worked a lot through the holidays, sometimes 18 hours a day. Employees having a lot of time off during the holidays gave the engineering staff perfect opportunity's for major equipment overhaul and replacement. They put in new machines and repaired or overhauled the old ones. Although John was on salary, Mr. Simmons was never remiss in awarding bonuses to John for his hard work and due diligence.
After the hectic holidays were over, things got back to normal. John and Mel continued to date, while Jillian continued to try to build her fledgling side business.
Mac tried several times to contact Jillian, who refused any contact with her former friend. Mac never tried to contact John because he was the one person in life she was afraid of. Mac knew she had poached on John's territory and that was something you just didn't do. She had definitely burnt several bridges. Several friends that were shared by Mac, John, and Jill would have absolutely nothing to do with Mac. This was because although they didn't know the details, they knew that Mac had a hand in breaking up John and Jill's marriage. It was a small town, what can you say?
John and Mel were spending quality time together from the holidays until the middle of March the next year. They were spending a good portion of this time in bedroom Olympics, never missing a chance to get it on. Their sex life was fantastic. After the last six months of John's marriage to Jill, Mel's libido was a welcome change of pace for John. He'd always been a sexual animal and enjoyed the frequency of sexual interludes. At least with Mel, the passion never died. Things were going well, but John was always waiting for the other shoe to drop.
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On March 17, John was awakened by a phone call from Amanda Blonder about some papers John needed to sign for JJ's college trust. John just asked her if she could meet him for lunch at the Fullmer Coffee Cup, a little café downtown, at noon the next day. She told him this would be fine. He liked Amanda and was actually a little glad to see her.
He arrived about 11:15 AM and sat in a booth. He knew that Mel often had lunch at this restaurant because it was just a block from the factory and had a good menu. He figured he could kill two birds with one stone, by signing the paperwork for Amanda and finishing lunch with Mel.
Amanda arrived right at noon and slid in to the booth across from John. She opened the file and handed papers to John with little sticky tabs where he was to sign and handed him the pen. John signed all the papers and began speaking with Amanda.
"Tell me Amanda, how many trees did we kill for all this paperwork?"
Amanda looked at John with a radiant smile and said, "I'd say at least ten John. We'll have to apologize to the tree hugger's out there."
"Fuck the tree hugger's, Amanda; oh, excuse my French. I work with wood and some of it is so exotic and protected because of environmental laws that you can't get any of it."
"Don't worry about the language, John; I'm not some innocent little girl. I deal with some of the dregs of the earth."
She reached over and put her hand over John's and he felt a little spark passed between them. Mel chose this particular time to walk in the door and witnessed the sign of affection. She walked over to the booth Amanda and John were sharing and said coldly, "Well, Isn't this just fucking cozy. Taking time for a little nooner John?"
Amanda just looked at Mel in obvious amazement and said, "Well, Ms. Tamchek how are you this afternoon? John, I did some legal work for Ms. Tamchek two years ago? How are you doing Pamela?"
"I don't need you here trying to screw with my man and nobody gave you permission a call me Pamela. I hate that fucking name."
"My apologies for calling you by your first name, Ms. Tamchek, and John are just here to sign some legal papers. I'd really appreciate if you watch your language and leave us to our business."
John could tell Mel was about to blow and he stood up excused himself to Amanda and grabbed Mel by the arm, dragging her outside. When they reached the outside sidewalk John looked coldly in Mel's eyes and spoke sternly.
"I can't believe you walked in there and embarrassed me like that in front of a friend. Amanda is a friend and only a friend and helped me during my divorce. You never have learned to control that jealousy and temper of yours did you? I'll admit I find Ms. Blonder very attractive, but I have never made a play on her or done anything to warrant your actions just now."
Mel looked at him with a steel hard look in her eyes and said, "Yeah, I'll just bet you she helped you with your divorce. How did she do that, by spreading her legs for you?"
"Mel this is one thing were going to straighten out right here and now. Yes I have friends that are female; it doesn't mean I'm fucking them. You better learn to control yourself or were done right here. I'm not putting up with another incident like happened in high school. You either trust me or you don't."
"I'm not going to put up with that little bottle blonde in there going after my man. You're mine and nobody else's; you got that?"
