Author's Notes: This is a cheating wife story. It could also qualify as a Romance story. The usual warnings apply: No one will get a hard on or the sweats reading my stuff. I state my own POV and all errors are mine. I try to answer all cogent feedback, good or bad, but lately, so much has been coming and time is short so forgive me if I miss you. Thank you for reading my submissions, and especially thank those who mark them as a 'favorite.'
As for this story, it is a return to the oilfield which is now on hard times (opposite the let-the-good-times-roll setting for my 10/02/14 submission, 'Tragedy in the Oilfield') One womanizer character in this story, Billy Waller, was also in my first story. Again, I don't read Anons as I only have time to scan them.
Hope you enjoy the story, dear readers.
Oilfield Cheating Saga Redux
The daily headlines scream that the graph of government manipulated oil prices on the global market are a sawtooth downward plot. What the news omits, however, is the tragedy of personal lives that accompany the decline of oil prices. Almost daily there are Layoffs, Chapter 7s, bank failures, street violence, etc. because of the artificially induced oil price craziness. Worst of all there is an unspoken but felt anger at politics and the get-rich politicians and their 'corporate' cronies as the architect of their misery for manipulating markets for personal financial and political gains at the expense of those working in the energy industry. Mrs. and Mr. Jenny and Alton Lott, Mary Schultz, and Billie Waller are examples of such oilfield residents caught up in the unspoken but ongoing outrage even though they are barely aware that they feel anger so far. Tonight three of the four are enjoying themselves at the Magic Spur, a giant C&W nightclub that bills itself as 'We have the largest dance floor west of Ft. Worth.'
Both Mary and Jenny had graduated from the local consolidated high school and played in the marching band. The absent Alton had been a star football player, and sometimes he rode on the band bus to away games making out with his 'steady,' Jenny, on the bus ride. Mary, who was not a looker like her best friend, had been close friends of the two sweethearts, Alton and Jenny, since elementary school. The brainy girl never 'went steady' herself, though she dated. Unspoken and never admitted to herself, the not-so-pretty Mary Schultz silently carried a torch for Alton and refused to extinguish it by falling for someone else.
Tonight in 2015, Mary and Jenny, were employed by the same oilfield servicing firm, working as accounting technicians. They plus two co-workers were enjoying happy-hour at the Spur. The working-leader Tech, Mary, and her three team members were engaged in girl-talk. Jenny Lott left their table when asked to dance the Texas-Two-Step with Billy Waller. Their two bodies became glued together before the first revolution around the huge dance floor was completed. It was an early summer night as the recorded music played and everyone had the best time they could have under the circumstances.
In the late 1800s, Russian immigrant giant and strong Gandy-Dancers for a railroad construction company set up camp in the Permian Basin and named it Odessa - after the Russian city. Six generations later one descendent of those track-workers was Billy Waller. He was a regular at the Spur. The reputation of this mean giant's sexual prowess was widespread -- he was known as the roughest of the tough oilfield roughnecks and assumed that any woman he wanted was available to him -- and they usually floated around him in a cloud, hoping to be noticed. He sported a pipe-like cock that was the talk of many party chicks in West Texas. Feared? No, but don't insult or start a ruckus with him. He could still beat any two men's asses at once when the need arose.
But, uncharacteristic of giants, Waller was also a natural dancer because he was born with a sense of rhythm and remained yogi-like flexible even into his 40s. His muscles were a result of hard work with fracking, drilling, casing and work over crews over the years, and were so developed until he moved his 300 muscular pounds around much as a cat walks. Women clamored to dance with the six feet eight-inch 'gorilla.' His target de jure, however, was Jenny Lott, mainly because he had learned that her husband had moved out of the area for work when his company closed. Also, Jenny had earlier played coy and then ignored Billy. But tonight, she finally agreed to dance with him.
The dance hall had changed during the energy industry slow down. Falling beer and cover-price sales had even touched the Magic Spur. For example, recorded music played - rather than hired musicians, chips replaced peanuts as bar munchies, and several staff persons who thought they were on career track jobs had been laid off. The Spur's customers were equally affected, and a low-level, mostly unspoken, sense of anger mixed with fear-of-the-future pervaded the usually alive and robust C&W nightclub atmosphere of penny-pinchers -- e.g., The special-of-the-week draught beer became the most popular beverage sold.
Jenny Lott was a 'West Texas Girl' through and through right down to her painted toenails. Her sparkling blue eyes that always seemed like they were about to cry, shoulder-length blond hair and a Number-Ten proportioned frame made her the quintessential sexually attractive woman - especially when she was on the dance floor sporting her sexy cowgirl boots like tonight.
Jenny's striking appearance had made her a favorite even in high school, ten years ago and she promptly married her steady, Alton Lott, after graduation. He fathered her two children in rapid succession. After trade school, Jenny found a job at once and became an entry-level accounting technician. She had worked for the same wireline company ten years as her only employer since entering the job market.
As the 'gorilla' was holding her body to his this night, Jenny felt angst that her girlfriends watched. That made her recall with embarrassment and regret that two and half years ago she had what she thought was a very secret affair with the CPA accounting head of her company. However, in short order, the entire office staff learned of their 'hot meat insert' lunches. Ultimately the CEO reluctantly let the CPA go with the admonition, "Leroy, managers ought to keep their pants zipped at all times in the presence of staff, and you might write that in the palm of your hand for when you start your next job." Jenny was unaffected in her company by the incident.
Mary Schultz, the high school friend of both Alton and Jenny, had accidentally learned and documented the once 'clandestine' office affair of the CPA and Jenny. She promptly passed the information with proof on to her friend since childhood, Jenny's husband. Alton immediately separated from his wife and their children as well and moved back to his parent's house in the country. He did continue to support and visit his children and keep up their house financially while they were living separately.
Mary Schultz had, at the time of her two best friends' schism, had not been dating as she was busy finishing a college degree as a part-time night student commuting to the campus. The Cuckold husband, who was her long term friend and the secret object of Mary's love, started spending most nights in a sleepover in bed with the childhood friend. The friends found that both physically and their respective views of what is is the real 'stuff of life,' coincided - unlike with Alton and his wife. The Cuckold enjoyed the fact also that when he and Mary got it on sexually, her orgasms were almost continuous and were of the spurting, and very appreciative kind - Mary had been his only squirter partner and Alton immensely enjoyed his sleepovers with her. They were naturally relaxed and lived 'in the moment' while in each other's presence.
Mary remembered one night when she and Alton were spooned together resting, "Even in high school, Jenny couldn't keep her knees together. I wish now I had made an attempt to tell Alton then, even though it wouldn't have done any good. Frankly, he was so much in love with Jenny until he wouldn't listen. When Mary and Jenny's estranged husband had their final round of sex after he had broken the news that he was reconciling with his wife, Mary had said, "I know you love Jenny, Alton, but she has a 'wondering eye.' So I am not giving up that someday you will return to me. Wives have a saying about Randy husbands, 'Trust but verify.' I suspect the same holds true for men whose wives have wondering eyes. Want to remain friends and for me to help you 'verify'?"
Alton propped up on an elbow and had looked carefully at her and asked, "Please, Mary. Would you do that, because if new residential construction slows down, I will be forced to move out of the Permian Basin just to find work, which means separating from Jenny and my children? Of course, I won't want to do that because I fear she will be a target for another womanizer. So not knowing whether or not she was fucking around would just kill me with uncertainty, after she dallied once with the boss CPA."
There had been silence as Mary enjoyed holding Alton in her arms for probably the last time since the man would be moving back to Jenny's and his home. She had said, "Yes, Darling. So let's remain close friends, but make our friendship completely hush, hush because I want to be the best friend I can be to Jenny as well if I am going to 'verify' for you! Please make love to me one last time before you leave, Alton."
Later, both were well satiated, and tears made their way down her cheeks as she watched Alton quietly gather his things and close the front door behind him as he left her. Mary had found herself falling in love with him hopelessly and helplessly during their six months together, but also was smart enough to grasp that the 'love of her life' just wasn't into her enough to give up on his cheating wife just yet.
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