                       Honeymoon Is Over.
                                
                                
Jen and I had dated for about two years, and in that whole time I had managed to keep my pecker
in my pants and not go all the way with her.  I, in an unusual twist, wanted to be a virgin on my
wedding night for my bride and Jen, while not completely ok with this had acquiesced to my
desire's.  To make it easier on both of us I wouldn't allow any playing around either.  Temptation
being what it is, I opted to remain pure for my future wife.

The night I popped the question to her she cried and was so happy.  Even though I knew I was
not her first man, I wanted to marry her and share our lives together.  I knew that Jen had dated
several men, and she had been sexually active with each of them after some time.  That is what
had caused a little problem in our dating at first.

We got married in a huge wedding, even though I wanted a small one, her parents pushed and
cajoled us into a large one with about two hundred guests.  Right after the reception that evening
we took off for the Carribean for our honeymoon.  Jen was hot to trot and ready to consummate
our marriage in a big way.

Arriving at our hotel on the island everything was just as we had dreamed it would be.  We
unpacked and then while I was taking a shower, Jen fell asleep.  It had been a very big day for her
and she hadn't slept well the night before.  Since I knew that she was tired I let her sleep.

My thoughts were, I had waited this long, a few more hours wouldn't make a big difference to
either of us.  Or so I thought.  While Jen slept I went down to the lobby and found some
information on local sights and things to do.  I met a guy there I had seen around in our home
town a few times.  We talked for a few minutes and he was surprised to hear that Jen and I had
gotten married.

Come to find out he had dated Jen once a long time ago.  We chatted a bit more and he
mentioned that his company had sent him down to do some business and what a remarkable
coincidence that we had chosen to honeymoon here.  He offered to buy us dinner the next night if
we wanted.  I told him that I would check with Jen and get back to him.  He gave me his room
number along with his cell phone, and then I headed back to the room.

Getting back I saw Jen was still out like a light so I undressed and went to bed.  We both slept the
whole night through and woke in the morning facing each other.  Jen had a surprised look in her
eyes when she opened them to see me staring at her.

"Hi.  I guess I fell asleep didn't I?"

"Yeah.  I let you sleep too.  You needed your rest after yesterday and the days before.  All the
stress and turmoil with our wedding and all. How are you this morning gorgeous?"

"I imagine I have a severe case of the bed head going on.  I'm going to take a quick shower."

While Jen showered I got up and rounded up some shorts and a tank top to wear on the beach.  I
also called room service and ordered up some breakfast for both of us while I was at it. Jen came
out and told me that the water was glorious and to hurry up taking my shower so we could finally
remove my virgin status.
 
I took a shower, and as I was toweling off I could hear her talking with someone.  Stepping out I
was surprised to find her old boyfriend I had met last night standing there.  They had been talking
and it was obvious that Jen was a bit uncomfortable at the time I chose to join them.  A look
passed between them that unsettled me.

I saw that the breakfast had been delivered and the way he was standing I had to wonder if he had
brought it into the room.  Jen blushed a bit then introduced me to Don. 

"Randy, this is Don.  He's someone I used to date a long time ago.  He happens to be here on
business.  Small world isn't it?"

"Yeah, I met him last night Jen.  I went down to get some brochures on where to go and the
sights to see while you were sleeping."

"Sleeping?  You were sleeping Jen?

Don's question was one of disbelief.  He was looking at both of us and then when his eyes
crossed paths with Jen she blushed yet again.  I had to wonder about their history and what they
had just been talking about before I came out.  I felt like I had interrupted a married couple trying
to cover up something.

"Yeah.  I fell asleep Don.  It was a long day, I had little sleep the night before, and then the flight
here was so long...I guess I fell asleep on Randy and he let me sleep."

"You didn't...you know...your wedding night and all...you expect me to believe that you slept
Jen?  That is quite unlike the girl I used to date way back when."

"Uh...lets not go there okay Don?  Randy and I were going to eat some breakfast, would you like
to join us?"

"I only ordered enough for us Jen.  Sorry Don.  If you like..."

"Oh no.  I wouldn't want to intrude on your breakfast.  Jen already let me have a few bites
anyway. You two probably have some...unfinished business to work on.  Jen tells me that you are
a virgin then.  Man, that must have been hard for you, dating Jen here and not getting to taste..."

I spoke to cut him off not wanting to hear him talk about my new wife in any sexual manner at all.

"Yeah...I saved myself for my bride on our wedding day.  Look, what's the big deal anyway?  It's
not that I can't or don't want to.  I surely do want to that is a fact.  I just wanted my first time to
be very...special. For both of us."

"Oh yeah...I'm not dissing ya at all understand.  It's just...well I've never heard of it before. 
Never met a 28 year-old virgin male before either."

Jen was looking at me with a bit of what I took to be contriteness for talking about me behind my
back to Don.  I was upset a bit but only because Don seemed to be enjoying his little game of
words with me.  There was a strong undercurrent between all of us and suddenly Don looked at
his watch.

"Oh man...look at the time.  I have to run.  See you on the beach later ok Jen?  You too Randy?"

The way he almost left me out of the loop there had me fuming by the time the door closed on
him. 

"What the hell were you two talking about while I was in the shower and how long was he there
anyway?"

"Don't get mad at me Randy.  It's not my fault Don was here.  He had the cart and pushed it in
the room.  He identified himself as the hotel waiter with our breakfast.  I didn't even know he was
here."

"Yeah?  Why did you tell him about my virginity anyway?  That was none of his business."

"Oh come on Randy.  You know I thought your saving yourself for me was cute to begin with.  I
couldn't help but let him know.  He...we were...well, him and I had sex lots of times you know.  I
never held that back from you.  He was the best in bed I ever had too.  If we hadn't met..."

"What, you'd still be with him?  I thought he was the one that was pushing you to try threesomes
and stuff like that.  Isn't that why you two broke up in the first place?"

"Oh...I forgot I told you about that.  Yeah.  He wanted me to put out to some of his friends.  We
had a fight over it and I walked out on him.  We never got back together after that.  Looks, that's
all ancient history now.  Lets eat and go...play."

I was mad now.  Jen was acting strangely and I almost got the feeling she was trying to cover
something up.  I looked at our now cold breakfast and saw that someone had been eating on both
plates.

"Why did you offer him my plate of food Jen?  Why would you do something like that?"

"Oh...well...I..."

"You did.  You offered your ex-boyfriend my food on our honeymoon.  What has gotten into you
anyway?  I thought that you loved me and married me to be with me.  Why would you offer my
food to some old boyfriend like that?  Especially one that just happens' to have business' here
just as we are starting our honeymoon?  Is there something you need to tell me?"

I couldn't help myself and let me anger blow.  I didn't yell, but Jen could see that I was plainly
mad.  She stood up to me and I could see that she was getting mad now herself.

"Hey, just one minute here...husband.  I chose to marry you because I love you and I thought you
would take care of me and love me.  Now you are as much as accusing me of cheating on you on
our honeymoon.  Well...well...FUCK!"

Shouting that last at me she turned and stormed out of the suite.  I stood there just as mad now
trying to understand what had just happened in so short of a time.  When she had called me
husband, it was not a term of endearment by any means.  The word coldly spurted out of her
mouth with ice attached all over it.

I ran out to find her and saw the elevator doors closing just as I rounded the corner.  I ran to the
stairs and began my four flight run down them in hopes of catching her in the lobby.  On the third
level I tripped over myself in my hurry and tumbled down that flight of stairs.  I felt the bone snap
just as I hit the next landing.  My leg was broken.

A housekeeper came out to see what the noise was all about and found me.  The next thing I
knew I was in the local hospital getting my leg set and a cast put on.  Man...what a honeymoon
this was turning out to be. 

I was just being released about five hours later when a frantic Jen showed up.  Through her tears
and sobbing I found out that Don had heard about my accident and went and found her on the
beach.  He then brought her to the hospital to see me.


Just great...now I owed this guy for delivering my wife to me. His timing seemed to be...well
maybe it was my darker side thinking, but I couldn't shake the feeling that his timing was
quite...fortunate...for him.  I also had a twinge of suspicion in just how long it took him to find my
new wife and how long it took for them to get to the hospital. 

I thought a quite a bit on our way back to the hotel.  I decided that I was being a bit overly
paranoid where Jen was concerned and that I owed her an apology.  After all, she had chosen to
marry me, and she had put up with my need to save' myself for my future bride.  If I had only
known.

The pain meds they gave me knocked me out and the next thing I knew it was the next morning. 
Jen was sitting with me holding my hand, her head nodding down as she obviously fought to stay
awake.

"Hey."

Jen jumped with a start.  Tears formed and then soon were falling again.

"I'm sorry Randy.  It's all my fault.  I shouldn't have given Don your food like that.  I shouldn't
have been so preoccupied with being a good hostess either.  After all, we are on our honeymoon. 
Then I blew up and stormed off on you giving you no other choice but to try to catch the elevator
by taking those stairs at high speed.  It's all my fault you broke your leg."

I was stunned by her outburst and the tears.  In my half drugged state I couldn't find the right
words to say to calm her down nor could I argue too much about how things turned out either.  I
knew that it was my clumsiness that caused me to fall and I also knew that I could have walked
down those damned stairs too.

I finally found my tongue as Jen sat there crying.

"Hey beautiful.  It wasn't your fault.  I was being an ass to begin with.  How could I suspect that
you would be having something with your old boyfriend like that on our honeymoon?  I was the
wrong one here.  Not you.  In any case...it seems that I won't be dancing anytime soon.  Not sure
about some other things either, what with all the drugs they gave me."

"Oh...no."

Through her tears I saw the hint of a smile.  I smiled and soon we were both laughing.  What a
honeymoon to tell our kids about.  How I broke my leg running down the stairs to catch my new
wife right after we had our first official fight as a married couple.  All within the first twenty-four
hours of being married too.

"Well, we have a week and some odd days left of this honeymoon.  I should be able to get up and
around in a few days.  That's why they put on the walking cast.  I may not be able to swim or
dance but at least we can go around and see the sights."

"Oh honey, I'm still upset though.  It was my fault that this all happened."

"Okay, lets not talk about that anymore.  I could have done many things differently, starting with
trusting you quite a bit more and perhaps being a tad less...jealous."

"Yeah, I should have not offered your breakfast to Don either."

Jen and I sat around the rest of that day and I saw that just sitting there with all the beach and fun
right out the door and not being able to enjoy it was killing her.  The next morning I insisted that
she go out and have some fun on the beach.  It didn't take too much shoving on my part and she
soon disappeared with a promise to show up about lunch time to stay with me for a bit.

Our room afforded us a view of quite a bit of the beach front, and I had found out that our
bathroom, being on the end of the building like it was, gave me a view of a bit more of the beach
around behind our room too.  Jen wasn't aware of this and I hadn't thought about telling her how
much more of the beach I could see if I stood just right while peeing.

Later that morning, after watching Jen sunbathe out front, I took a nap.  When I got up I saw that
she was gone from her spot, but her things were still there.  Looking around I didn't see her
readily.  I figured that she must have gone out in the water for a swim, or she was in one of the
bathrooms along the beach.  

I laid down, and willed my leg to get better, hoping against hope that I would have some kind of
miraculous recovery. My willing didn't do much for me except remind me I had to pee.  Getting
up and getting situated with the crutches took a bit and by the time I was able to maneuver
enough to get to the bathroom, my need to pee was getting extreme.

Standing in front of the toilet was hard since my leg was aching, and resting on a crutch, keeping
my balance was difficult, so I sat like a woman and did my business.  By the time I got out in the
living room of our suite again, Jen was there, looking radiant and as beautiful as I had ever seen
her.

A bit about Jen, physical descriptions not being my best thing.  She stood about five foot nine
inches tall, and was very well put together.  Her breasts were a very good feature of hers as they
didn't sag at all yet they were about the size of cantaloupes.  Very nice butt and her legs were the
best I had ever seen on a woman.  She could have been a Vegas showgirl.

Standing in front of me in her thong bikini she took my breath away.  I wanted nothing more than
to explore her body and show her what I wanted to do with her as far as sex went.  I may have
been a virgin, but I had been reading for a long time and some of the books I read had prepared
me to be a good lover at some point.  This much I knew.

Myself, well my job keeps me pretty fit yet I still need to go to the gym on a steady basis in order
to keep my washboard abs and muscle tone where I like it to be.  I'm not an Arnold type body
builder, but I keep the tone right there.  Not large muscles, but defined real well.  I was blessed
with a rather large cock.  When hard it measures about nine inches and fairly thick.  

I know that Jen had tried to get her hands on my cock several times and once she had succeeded
in getting a feel of it just before it got hard.  Since the growth of my cock from soft to hard is so
vast a difference in size, she never really got an idea of how large it could get.  I had caught her
looking at it several times when I had gotten worked up on a date though.

Anyway, details finished, we had a nice lunch while Jen fussed around a bit.  She had gone
swimming twice and then spent the rest of the morning in the sun.  I rubbed some more lotion on
her body, getting a huge erection in the process since this was the most I had ever touched or seen
of her body before.

She went out after lunch to tan some more.  I laid back down and fell asleep for a bit.  My leg was
still hurting pretty much too much for me to be on it for long.  Keeping it elevated was hard
enough sitting in the living room so I went back to the bedroom and crashed.

A bit later I woke needing to pee again.  I struggled up and then made my way to the bathroom. 
By the time I got there I knew that I was going to have to stand this time since it would take too
long for me to get my shorts down to sit and pee.  I got the fly open and started to pee, the
pressure dropping quickly as I did.  I glanced out the window and what my eyes took in no man
should ever have to deal with.

Jen, standing on the beach out of sight from the front window, with Don.  They were embracing
and as I looked on, Jen turned her head up to kiss him.  The last thing I would have ever expected
to see.

I had started to pee to the side of the bowl, and my balance was getting all screwed up as the
shock of my vision overcame my senses.  I looked back out and they were still kissing hot and
heavy.

Then, as my heart began to pound with the pain of it all, Jen, MY Jen, reached down between
them and grasped his cock through his swim trunks.  They pulled apart a bit then as they talked,
they turned and walked off down the beach, hand in hand.  My last sight was them kissing again
just as they turned into a pathway that lead to another hotel down a bit from ours.

I was stunned and torn apart.  My anger at this betrayal went beyond anything I had ever
experienced.  My wife of so few hours was already cheating or on the way to cheating on me. 
Had she ever loved me?  Had she been faithful before we got married and were still dating?

Doubts cascaded through my mind as I fell back onto the bed.  I looked at my wedding band as it
seemingly burned into my finger.  How could she?  Then I thought, maybe I had not seen things
exactly as they happened.  Maybe it had just been some other woman that looked a lot like Jen.

Thinking, I remembered Don giving me his room phone number.  I sat down and getting a good
grip on my emotions decided to call and pretend to be the hotel concierge and ask to speak to Jen. 
I rehearsed my little spiel and figured it all out in my head then punched in the numbers.

"Hello?"

"Yes...this is the Emerald Springs calling to see if Jen...Brown...Mrs. Jen Brown should happen to
be there.  One of the guests saw her walking with a gentleman whom they knew and told us.  
We have an important message for her."

"Uh...just a minute."

I could hear an argument in the background then the phone changing hands.

Jen came on.

"Hello?  What is the message?  What's wrong?"

I hung up.  Overcome with too much emotion I just couldn't say the rest of what I had planned. 
My Jen...my wife...with her old boyfriend and she had been feeling him up and kissing him like
they had never been apart as lovers.  My heart was breaking.  I shook myself and decided to just
wait a bit and see how she acted when she came back.  I'd even ask about Don and see what she
did.

To my surprise, Jen didn't come back for over two hours.  I had figured that even with my
garbled plan with the phone failing, that she would have gotten worried and come straight to our
room to check on me.  She didn't.

When she came in her hair was mussed and I could see her red marks where here thong didn't
cover her ass cheeks.  Hand marks in red, fingers up, just like someone had been spanking her as
they stuck it to her while fucking.  I got cold inside.  My heart hardened and even though it ached
I pretended that things were fine.

"Oh, I was wondering if you would mind if I went out to eat tonight Randy?  I know that you
don't feel like walking around yet, but I am still a bit stir crazy here."

"That would be ok Jen.  One of us should be having some kind of fun here at any rate.  Where are
you going out to eat at?"

"Well, there's a nice place about a half mile down the beach just on the other side of the next
hotel.  They have live music and one of those feast kind of things going on.  You know, the kind
that takes a few hours to get through?"

"Oh yeah, that sounds like fun.  Maybe when I get to walking around we can go there together. 
Well, if you must I guess go ahead and have lots of fun.  I'll be okay here.  I'll order up some
room service and watch some TV.  Might be a good soap opera or something on.  You know,
one of those shows where wives cheat on husbands and then get caught?  They can be quite
interesting."

When I said that part about the TV shows Jen tensed and I could see that she was thinking I had
found out about her little meet with Don earlier.  Then she relaxed, probably thinking that I could
no way know she had been with him at all.

We visited a bit but she was so preoccupied with something in her mind, she couldn't keep up
with me in the conversation.  I pressed a few times with mentions of some of the couples I had
read about in places like this and how they had shared' and how some had cheated on their
spouse. 

Jen was noncommital during these little side tracks of mine and would always change the subject
as quickly as possible.  I knew then that she and Don had fucked at least once and that she was
going to meet him in a bit for dinner' too.  I wondered how the desert was going to be.


By the time she was to leave for her dinner' she was wound up tight as a drum.  She changed
into a nice but very revealing dress.  Black, deep cut front and back, and a very short hemline. 
She looked beautiful in it and I could almost forget about what I knew had already happened once
today.  Yet, she was dressing this way for him, not me.  As she left, I watched her walk and
realized that she could not be possibly wearing any underwear at all.  No bra because the cut of
the dress prevented that and I could not see any panty lines at all in the snug way it clung to her.

She was wearing just that black cloth over her hot, firm, and sexy body.  All for that asshole ex
boyfriend of hers.  I was sure by now that he had planned on being here.  Wether by his own idea
to try to get into her pants or by the two of them working together.  Either way, my wife of less
than four days was already a cheating spouse and I was cuckolded.  A cuckolded virgin no less.

"I'll be back real late Randy.  You don't have to wait up for me.  Get your rest so your leg heals
quick.  Love you.  Bye."

"Yeah.  L...see ya later."

When I didn't say love you' back to her I saw her hesitate.  Then she turned and walked away.  I
sat down and actually cried for the first time.  I was deeply hurt that she would be so faithless to
me.  That she had led me on was obvious now.  But why?  It wasn't like I was rich or anything. 

I sat there and then came up with a plan. It was going to make my leg hurt like a bastard, but in
the end it would be worth it to me.  I was going to crash a party with a camera.  Then I was
leaving for home and an annulment.  She could have lover boy and I hoped that they would be
happy together. Rotting in hell.

I got dressed up a bit more than the boxers I had been wearing and got my camera ready.  How
nice I thought...her daddy had given us this camera as we went to the airport to fly here.  A
honeymoon' gift from her parents.  How ironic that her father's honeymoon gift would be used
to prove her cheating on me on our honeymoon.

I managed to hobble with the aid of my crutch to the lobby of our hotel and then caught a cab ride
to the other hotel.  Since I had lover boy's hotel room number I didn't have to deal with the front
desk at all.  Nice touch of him, giving me his room number like that. 

I made it to the door of his room and listened.  I could hear laughter and talking going on.  It
sounded like he had several guests in his room.  I moved my hand to the door knob and found it
unlatched.  Evidently the last person through hadn't pulled it closed all the way.  I peeked in and
was relieved to see that this hotel was laid out like ours.  The front door was in a separate hallway
with a closet and an overdone curtain was blocking a direct view of this door.

I slipped in and then into the closet.  Looking through the crack in the door I saw Jen with Don
and two other men.  They were all laughing and joking and Don had his hands all over Jen's body. 
I could see that she was wondering what was going on with these other guys.  They weren't
leaving and Don was getting pretty bold with where his hands were going.

"So, Don tells me that you're a pretty good fuck little lady.  You ever had three men before?"

"What?  I don't know what you mean."

Don grabbed Jen's hand and pulled her right in front of the closet I was hiding in.  A whispered
conversation took place with Don pressing against her as he told her more or less what the night
held for her.

"Look Jen.  You and I have had some fun today.  This will even be better.  You won't get hurt
and we won't do anything you don't want to.  Live a little here.  These guys are important to my
business and you will be my gift to them.  They know you are here on your honeymoon.  They are
real interested in having a newly married bride.  If you do everything right tonight, I won't have to
show those pictures to anyone.  You'll be the good little wifey and still have the hubby fooled."

"You never said a word about other men Don.  I'm not sure about this.  I think I had better
leave."

"You leave now and hubby will have the pictures of you and I by lunch time tomorrow.  Are you
sure you want that?  This one time.  Then you get the pictures and I go away.  Never to bother
you again."

"Never?"

"Never."

"Well...okay then.  But Randy had better never find out about us.  I can't believe that I let you
talk me into fucking you again this afternoon as it is. I had forgotten how good you really were in
bed.  Okay, but if I say no...no means no...right?"

"No means no.  But you'll try some things first before you say no though...right?"

"What things?"

"Well, three men...need three..."

"Anal?  Oh Don...I don't know...I've never managed to do that.  It will hurt too much."

"I have some lube and we will be very gentle with you too.  At least let us try.  You may find out
you like it...who knows?"

" I guess I really don't have much choice.  I may have some fun too.  You are so evil, you know
that Don?  How you ever talked me into this..."

"Lets go then Jen.  Your party awaits."

I couldn't believe it.  My wife was about to have three men, two she hadn't known at all a few
minutes earlier. It sounded like Don was blackmailing her, but it was also obvious to me that he
wasn't having to twist her arm too much either.

As I watched, these men surrounded my wife and began to kiss, caress, fondle and tease.  Soon I
heard her moaning as they got her to a place I hadn't .  I could see her standing there accepting
the touches of these men and wondered how and why she could do this to us.

Soon her dress was flying across the room and I saw only flashes of skin as they converged on her
nude body.  Her moans were louder than before and I could hear her begging now too.  I snuck
out of the closet and with the camera at ready I waited for the proper moment for the picture
taking.  

One of the men laid back on the bed and my wife, of her own volition, crawled up between his
legs and then, straddling him, taking his hard cock in her hand and placing in at the entrance to her
pussy.  As she lowered herself down on his shaft her head fell back, eyes closed and her moan was
one of desire.  Soon she was moving up and down on his cock as he played with her tits.

His lips locked on one nipple as his hands pinched and tugged on the nipple of the other breast. 
This all stopped when Don moved to kneel in front of her and she bent to take his cock into her
mouth.  She looked so sexy as she wantonly sucked his cock inside her, swallowing his shaft all
the way down her throat to bury her lips at the base of his cock.


Her ass was up in the air now, I could clearly see that cock ramming into her pussy, filling her. 
The third man move up behind her and with the tube of lube Don had handed him, began fingering
her ass with first one, then two, and finally three fingers.  

As soon as she appeared to get used to the third finger poking her back there, he moved up and
placing his cock head right on her starfish, he waited.  Soon, Jen was trying to push back on his
cock.  Wether it was her wanting it or Don shoving her back with his cock buried in her throat, I
don't know.

As soon as the head of his cock popped inside her tight little ass, he began to shove forward until
his whole shaft was all the way inside.  Then after a little wait for her to adjust, he began to stroke
in and out of her.  I chose this moment to move out and take my first picture. 

The beauty of the camera her father had given us was that I could take a lot of pictures really fast
and I had set it up to do just that.  I got about six pictures off before they noticed the flashing of
the camera.  As they began to move to get free of my wife, I let the camera finish that roll of film. 
Then I simply turned and walked...well...hobbled our of the door.

I heard Jen call out to me, but I was beyond stopping to chat' now.  I made it to the lobby and
the cab was just pulling up when Don cam running down to me.

"Hey...what are you going to do with those pictures?  Don't do anything rash now."

"Fuck off asshole.  You can just fuck off and die.  You come any closer, broken leg or not I will
remove any doubt as to just what I can do with this crutch and my bare hands.  You will get all
you deserve.  I hope you have plans on taking care of Jen real well too.  She's your's, all yours
enjoy."

I climbed into the cab and we were off.  In the back window I saw Jen running after me as we
pulled out into traffic.  I went back the to our hotel room and having already packed my things,
threw them into the waiting cab and then had him deliver me to the airport.

I arrived home...to my home, alone.  Jen had yet to move in with me.  That was our next step
when we got home from our honeymoon.  Now that looked to be never.  I took the film to a
trusted friend to have him develop.  He was distressed when he saw the pictures the following day
and came over to have a few drinks with me.  

I knew he had questions, but I was still too shocked and wound up to talk about it. He left, after
getting me to promise to talk to him and not do anything rash.  I already knew what I intended to
do.  I had six copies of each picture and I sat down and put together six envelopes of the pictures. 

One to Jen's parents, one to Don's parents, one to Don's wife (I had done some background
work on him while waiting for the pictures to be developed.  It seems that Don had gotten
married six months before.  What an ass.), and then a couple of others to some friends of ours,
none with any explanations, just the pictures to do all the talking.

In most of the pictures you could see the wedding ring I had given Jen.  Placed on her finger with
the hopes and dreams of having her as a lover and partner for eternity.  I never knew that eternity
was only three days. 

I did nothing with the envelopes, deciding to wait a bit before sending them off.  Jen hadn't called
so I could only assume that she had stayed at the hotel for the entire week and some odd days we
had left.  Probably partying with anyone who wanted to have her nubile young body.

I had never had any hint or idea that she would or had been unfaithful to me.  I hadn't a clue
about anything now it seemed.  She had pulled the wool over my eyes so well.  I wondered if we
had went ahead and had sex early on in our relationship if it would have made any difference.

Had my drive to be pure' for my wife on our wedding night been too much to ask of her?  I had
noticed that my cock was a bit bigger than all of the men that night.  The biggest had been Don
and I was about two inches longer.   Evidently size didn't matter as much as using it. 

Since I had the time off from work yet, I just sat around moping and wondering what I was going
to do.  I finally called the minister who had married us and after a little chat, he arranged to see
me.

When I asked him during our meeting about the chances of getting our marriage annulled, he was
surprised.  Then I explained, with the graphic photo's in hand of what Jen had done to us.  He
looked sick when he saw the first picture, and just handed them back without looking at any of
the others.

"Randy, are you sure you want to get your marriage annulled?  Can't you forgive her and try to
make your marriage work yet?  It's not right that she did this to you, to both of you, but she did
have a history with Don.  Do you think you could at least try to work it out with her?"

"You have to be joking pastor.  You're kidding right?  She not only cheated on me, she cheated
on me with three men.  Two of them she didn't even know before that night.  Total strangers. 
While it isn't something she would have done freely, she didn't fight with Don too much about it. 
Matter of fact she sounded as if she was looking forward to it.  How would I ever be able to trust
her again?  My wife...easiest piece..."

"Randy...that is possibly true, but what about her drew you to her to begin with?  There must be a
thread of love for her left.  I would be remiss in my duties to my God if I didn't try to keep your
marriage intact.  You need to talk to her, find out her side of this...mess."

"Reverend, with all due respect, I can't bring myself to want to be near her anymore.  She cheated
on me, lied to me, and she did it with her eyes wide open too.  Just before she left to go to
that...party...I mentioned cheating wives...she knew that I was getting suspicious yet she still
went.  She was worried that I knew, yet she still had to go.  She never tried to tell me a damned
thing.  She wanted to go there and...do that."

"But what about the blackmail by Don?"

"Yeah...how did he get those first pictures to begin with?  She had already cheated on me with
him once that day.  Maybe even more than that.  Maybe she had been f...sleeping with him all
along while dating me.  How's that for a faithful girlfriend or wife?  No...I'm done and I want an
annulment.  If you won't do that I'll apply for a divorce.  I would rather get the marriage annulled
though."

"Well, I want you to think about it for two weeks first.  I will also require both of you to attend a
counseling session together.  You need to talk to her Randy.  That is the minimum I will do for
you to get the annulment."

"Dammit...I just want this over and done with, she cheated on me and as far as I'm concerned its
over between us.  Period."

"One couples session Randy.  At least to hear her side of everything."

"If that's the best you'll do...okay.  One, repeat, only one session.  Then the annulment.  Right?"

"If that is still what you want at that point, then the annulment."
"I don't think I'll be changing my mind reverend."

I went home and thanked the Gods that my leg was getting a bit better. I could walk on it now,
the cast supporting me pretty well.  I still had to watch overdoing it and I had a long ways to go
until getting that cast off.  As I checked my messages on the phone I found three in a row from
Jen.  Tears and begging.  

I was upset all over again.  Did she really think that crying because I had caught her with three
men was going to soften me up now?  Did she think I would take her back now that she had
cheated on me on our honeymoon?  I had saved myself...all for what?  To be left behind while my
new wife had fun with three other men at once.

Deep inside I knew that I had screwed up a bit in my insistence of remaining pure for my wife. 
That had been a mistake for sure.  Perhaps if I had been sexually active with Jen before hand she
would have never had a reason to cheat on me.  Water under the bridge...already gone down
stream and no coming back.

A while later, just after supper, a knock on my door got me on my feet.  Opening it I found
my...estranged wife standing there, red eyed and still crying.

"C-C-Can we talk Ra-Randy?  P-P-P-Please?"

"What's to talk about Jen?  I'm sure you're going to say that you love me.  Well, I still love you
as much as that pains me to say.  What else is there to talk about?  You want me to understand or
accept an apology?  Maybe you can undo the sex with those guys then?  Or better yet, maybe you
can undo the sex you had with Don before that time?  How many times would you have to undo
all that sex while you were dating me Jen?  How many times did you fuck around on me?  You
couldn't wait one little bit more?  On our honeymoon for Christ's sake.  There is nothing to talk
about.  I'm asking for an annulment.  We will have to have a session with the minister of yours
that married us first, but then it's over with.  Good night."

I never gave her a chance to talk and slammed the door in her face on my last words.  Locking it I
hobbled to the phone and unhooked it too.  Then I went to bed.  I slept the sleep of the
condemned that night.  Tossing and turning.  My dreams were all of Jen.  Sometimes of dates we
had and the fun times, but always Don showing up in them and taking her...again and again.

In the morning I showered and made to go to the doctors for a follow-up on my leg.  I opened the
door to find Jen curled up sleeping on my front doorstep.  She had slept there all night and I
hadn't known it.  I felt a bit sorry for her, then the memories came back.  I ended up stepping
over her quietly and going on my way.

Arriving home she was sitting on my front steps waiting.

"What?  Haven't you got it yet?  We are through Jen.  It's over.  You made your choice and it
wasn't to be with me.  That's it.  Have a nice life but, get out of here and live it now.  We're
done."

"I need you to listen to me Randy.  I. .."

"Listen to some more lies?  Listen to how you cheated on me after only being married for one
day?  Listen to try to explain how this was all somehow my fault then?  No.  We will have our
session with the pastor then it's all over.  The fat lady will have sung then.  I can't even recognize
who you are anymore.  You threw it all away for some right now' gratification.  You don't really
expect me to forgive and forget and go blindly on with you now do you?  Go home to daddy and
when he asks you why you're at his home instead of with your new husband, tell him how Don
and his buddies were so much more fun than I was. See if he will be understanding of you too."

"Randy...please.  I know I chose...poorly..."

"POORLY!  Damn, twisting things up already...go away Jen.  We are no more."

"Okay Randy, I was stupid for even talking to Don.  I should have known that he had planned
that whole business trip thing.  I should have paid attention to you and just chased him off.  Then
we had that fight over the breakfast...and you broke your leg.  H-H-H-he was the one that found
me.  He took me to you.  He made me feel safe in a country far from home."

"Did you know that he is married now?  Did you know that he planned to be where ever we went
to honeymoon in order to get you one last time?  Probably hoped that you would get caught
having it off with those guys in order to break us up too.  Wouldn't put it past him.  But the real
point Jen is this, you allowed it to happen to begin with.  Even newly married as we were you
allowed him to talk you into bed with him.  Why?  How could you?  I think that if not him,
someone else would have or eventually will have talked you into cheating on me.  I think it is
something in your makeup Jen.  You're a cheater.  You cheat on people.  Worst of all, you cheat
on yourself.  Goodby Jen.  Have a nice life."

I turned away and closed the door.  Tears formed in my eyes as I had said that last bit to her.  It
had hurt far worse than my leg getting broken or any other pain I had ever had in my life to that
point.  The woman I had loved beyond life itself had torn me up and tossed me aside for a bit of
fun with the old boyfriend.  Faithless.  Cheat.  

The look in her eyes as I had tore into her broke my heart.  I didn't let up, and that haunted me. 
For the next three days I heard nothing from her.  Her father called once.  He spoke quietly on the
phone and just asked if there was any chance at all I would consider taking Jen back.  I couldn't
answer him and just hung up.

The minister called to set up the session with Jen and I dreaded that day coming.  I went out with
some friends one night just before that session and as we were drinking and partying I saw Jen
with her girlfriends.  They all glared hard at me like I was the one who had cheated on her. 
Bitches.  Damned nosey bitch's.  

All the party fun went out of me and I made to leave.  As I walked by Jen and her friends she
jumped up and blocked my way.  Her friends surrounded me effectively stranding me.

"Please...can we talk Randy?  Please?"

"Jen, we have been there and done that.  There is nothing to talk about.  I got married to the most
beautiful and loving girl in the world.  I saved myself for her.  She threw it all away by cheating on
me.  I'm still a virgin Jen.  A married virgin.  That is a mistake I am going to change quite soon
too.  I'll not be a virgin much longer, even if I have to go out and buy that from a streetwalker. 
I'll not be a virgin anymore. Say, are you going to be busy Friday night?  I've got a hundred bucks
and I want to get laid."

"Okay.  You're right.  I really made a mess of things and you...caught me in that too.  Everything
is so...mixed up right now.  I wanted you to know one thing Randy.  I love you.  I think I always
will too.  I'm...I...oh...I'm so sorry I hurt you like that.  So sorry."

She was too upset to talk and her friends moved to surround her as she broke down crying.  I
moved on, limping, wishing that I had never broken my leg that day.  Maybe things would have
turned out better, or at least far different from what they did. 

I had been quite harsh in my striking out at her.  I just couldn't get her out of my system yet and
then the pain was so severe to me still...I couldn't help but be mean towards her.  Then I'd feel
guilty for doing so too.

Our day with the minister was a complete loss.  He was trying to get us to work things out so that
the marriage wouldn't fall.  Jen was trying to get me to work things out between us.  I just
wanted it over with.  

In the end I became the bad guy.  I forced the issue at hand and by the time I walked out four
hours later, I had won my annulment.  If one could call that winning.  I went out and got on my
lips drunk and found out that I couldn't walk drunk with that damned cast on my leg.  After a few
phone calls, I finally found a buddy to come get me and take me home.

At home for the remaining two days I had before going back to work, I just sat around and
moped.  I wasn't sure I had tried enough to work things out, but how many husbands were or had
ever been in my position?  Very few I was certain.

At work I found people avoided me unless they absolutely had to talk to me.  I guess I had a bit
of an attitude looking back on it.  I did do one thing that I thought long and hard about.  I sent
Don's wife one of the envelopes.

He called me about two days later furious with me.  It turned out that his wife had left him and
since her daddy owned the business where Don worked, he was fired too.  His problems were just
starting though. 

After his firing it came out that he had used two secretary's in his little sex for the clients'
scheme's and they came forward.  The tangled web woven by his greed for sex and clients spread
and spread.  Soon there were several other firings that I heard about.  Some of his clients were in
the marriage troubles too. 

I wondered about the two men who had enjoyed my wife that day.  Had they been in the spread of
trouble caused by Don too?  After that week, I found that my feelings towards Jen started to
change a bit. 

I knew that we would never get back together now, but at least I didn't hate her as much as I had
during the whole ordeal.  I could see how she was led in and then coerced into the things she did
for Don.

Had I not witnessed her talking to Don about the two other men in the hotel room that day I
might have even let myself be talked into taking her back afterwards.  The problem was I had
heard them talking and she had been looking forward to the sex with those men deep inside. 

Single again, I didn't date.  I did take care of my virginity status though.  I went out one night and
getting about half drunk, paid a lady of the evening' for a few hours of her time.  I told her I was
a virgin, and she didn't believe me until we actually got into the act.  I guess it showed and as it
did her whole attitude towards me changed.

By the end of those hours I had learned how to fuck a woman and fuck her well.  I had also
learned how to eat pussy, and even how to take a woman in anal sex as well.  Her guidance was
very good natured and she even cut me some slack on the cost.  She had never had a virgin man
before.

I worried about STD's, but with the condoms and all I was a bit relieved.  A month later I got
checked just in case and came out clean.  After that I set my sights on dating again.  Getting out
and about as a free agent was hard at first.  I still felt taken'.  It took about four dates to get over
that feeling too.

A year went by and I was on top of my game.  I kept myself free of any long term commitments,
and my job had worked out for me in ways I never could have thought possible.  I was promoted
twice, and my salary was now close to six figures.  I had no debt, other than my house payments,
and life was going smooth.

One day a buddy asked me if I would go on a blind date with him.  I was confused at first, then
realized he wanted me to take out someone that I didn't know, not that he didn't know.  I almost
declined, but he begged me to because his girlfriend was getting pushy about him finding a guy for
her friend.

His girlfriend was positive that her friend was the perfect woman for me and she was insistent that
I do this.  I argued with them about it over several days and finally, getting weary of his nagging,
decided that maybe one date wouldn't be a real bad thing.

Not looking forward to the date but still curious, I accepted.  On that night, I showed up at the
restaurant and ended up waiting for them to show.  He came in with his girlfriend and as they sat
down my date showed up. 

Shock could not explain my feelings.  His girlfriend looked at my face then at my dates face as we
came to realize who each other was.  She was smiling at both of us.  I was too stunned to say a
word.

Jen was speechless as well.

I sat there not knowing what to do.  Should I run or should I tough it out for the dinner then duck
out?  After a cautious look at my ex-wife I decided to stay and have dinner in spite of my
misgivings.

"Hi Jen.  Long time no see.  Did you have..."

"NO.  Paula arranged this whole thing without telling me your name.  Obviously they never told
you my name either. Um...so...how have you been?"

"Okay I guess.  Dating and working.  Yourself?"

"Um...well...that is to say..."

"Jen hasn't been dating anyone silly.  She just sits around moping about her life and how she lost
you Randy.  It's killing her.  I thought you both needed to see each other.  So...if you have any
problems with this whole night just chew me out since Jen had nothing to do with it at all."

We both started to talk to Paula at the same time.  It got confusing for a moment then I sat quietly
as Jen asked her a few questions.

"Paula, are you nuts?  You know that our marriage was annulled and why.  How could you think
that Randy would ever want to see me again anyway?  What is wrong with you?  Randy doesn't
want anything to do with me anymore.  How could you do this to me? To him?"

Paula was sitting there confidently and composed.  It was as if she had expected both of us to be more than a little upset.

"Jen, you still are living in your shadow world.  You had to get out and live sometime and I just
thought that this would bring it to a head and get it over with in your mind at the same time."

I felt that it was my turn...and didn't have much at all to say.  I was thinking deep down that it was good to see Jen again, even under the circumsances.

"Paula, this is a kind of a nasty thing to spring on Jen and I.  You know our history and yet you
do this.  Why?"

"Well Randy, I think that you two were a perfect match for each other first of all.  Secondly, you
have been dating, but not...'dating'.  You know what I mean.  You've been dating women but not
anything serious in any way.  You are searching for someone that you lost and Jen is it."

Our dinner was a long and uncomfortable event.  It seemed to drag for me and I think for Jen as
well.  Then, to top off the whole thing, my buddy and his girlfriend ducked out on us while they were
dancing.  Jen and I sat there for about an hour before we realized that they had left us alone.

"Um...looks like we have been left Randy."

"Yeah, I was beginning to wonder.  They left us and took off.  Damn."

"Look, you don't have to take me anywhere, I'll call a cab.  It was good to see you though. 
Thanks for not running out or getting angry and causing a scene.  I'm sorry that she set us up like this too.  I had no
idea..."

"I'll give you a ride Jen. It's the least I could do under the circumstances.  I can tell you knew
nothing about this date.  I..."

"You don't have to give me a ride Randy.  I can catch a cab easily.  Honest.  I don't want to
trouble you in any way."

"Jen...about uh...I mean..."

I had to know.  It had bothered me for quite some time after the annullment.

"Don?  He got kicked out by his wife, her father fired him, his friends all disappeared, and then he
had the nerve to come begging on my doorstep for a place to stay.  I told him off and sent him
packing.  He left town after that.  Not sure where, nor do I care.  He was the largest loser I ever
had the misfortune of knowing."

"You sent him packing?  I sent the pictures to his wife.  Afterwards.  I was cool when I did it too, not hot and angry. 
I felt she needed to know for sure.  He obviously hid his tracks pretty well up to that point."

"Yeah, and I wasn't the only one he pulled into his hooks either.  The list was quite long."

"Guess he got what he deserved then huh?"

"Yeah.  Everyone did Randy. Except you.  You never deserved what I did to you."

"Jen..."

"No, you need to hear me out Randy.  I need you to.  What I did was the cruelest thing a wife
could have done to her husband.  You gave me hints for a while and I chose to ignore them
because I was still a bit mad at you deep down and because of the excitement Don made me feel. 
I was so wrong in so many ways."

"Yeah, well I could have done some things differently too Jen.  That no sex thing...stupid.  Really
stupid.  If we had been having sex you may not have been so easily swayed to his direction.  I..."

"No.  I should have shut him down that first day.  I didn't because of the way everything had gone
and us not having things go our way like I had hoped.  I was a bit...I guess too horny and a little
mixed up too.  If anyone was responsible though it was that dirty dealing jackass.  He meant to do
what he did and he went way out of his way to do it too.  Some kind of power trip over me I
guess.  After we started dating I blew him off because I was in love with you and he had only
been...I guess our thing was all just the sex in the end."

We ended up having the longest talk about the whole sordid affair.  I was calm and cool now and
it appeared that Jen had finally accepted the fact that she had more than messed up things.  I had
my part in it all though too.  

We talked about other things for a while then I took her home.  Her apartment was small and in a
kind of a run down neighborhood.  I was a bit worried about her walking to her door by herself in
the darkness of the night, so I walked her to her door.  There we spent an awkward few moments
until I finally said goodnight. 

Getting home I sat up and thought over the whole night.  Jen had changed a bit, she looked...I
don't know...perhaps a bit tired or maybe sad.  I wondered how she had seen me?  Did I have that
same haunted look too?  I know I had truly and honestly loved her mind, body and soul.  It had
been so hard on me. 

I tossed and turned that night and for several nights afterwards.  I finally dropped by her place one
night and asked her out for coffee.  We chatted some more and she seemed to be a bit happier
that night.

Soon, we were fast becoming a thing'.  We had dated several times over a few months and I
found our talks to be different than what we had before.  I still had feelings for her, that I knew. 
She too had feelings for me yet also.

One night after a few cups of coffee I had to stop by my house for a minute to check on a
troublesome pipe.  Jen came along as it was on the way to her place.  At home, she came in to
look around and was suitably impressed.

I had managed to fix up the place and do some neat things in the yard as well.  She loved it all. 
Her eyes lit up as she looked around.  Without thinking about it I put my arm around her as she
looked at the deck I had built out back.  She hesitated then moved in closer to me. 

I was startled when she looked up at me and as I looked back, she moved close and kissed me
with a soft and quick kiss on the lips.  Then she broke away and walked out on the deck to
investigate it more fully.

I stood there, my emotions running wild.  I was asking myself if I really wanted to be with her
again and I was having problems giving myself an answer.  Meanwhile Jen just gave me space and
continued to look over the deck.  

I offered her a cup of coffee in the kitchen and she waited for it sitting at the kitchen table.  That
table that I had seen her sit at so many times before.  My heart was pounding and my hand shook
just a bit as I sat her coffee mug down in front of her.

"So...uh...what do you think of the house anyway?"

"It's just beautiful Randy.  You really fixed it up nice.  I love that deck.  You built it all by
yourself?"

"The deck?  Yeah.  Well, I had to get some help at the start and all.  I loved building it.  It was a
part of my...it helped me when...I'm sorry.'

I had about told her that I had used it as my medicinal purging from the hurt and pain, since that is
what it had been.  I then thought of who I was talking to and knew I had to shut up.  Jen could
see what I had about said though and I saw a little cloud pass over her eyes for a moment.

"I know.  I'm still sorry about that too Randy.  I wish...I just wish..."

"It's okay Jen.  I know you suffered too.  It was all a bad dream though.  For both of us."

"So...how long did it take then?"

"I'm sorry...how long did what take?"

"The deck silly.  How long did it take you to build?"

"Oh.  Uh...I think it took about three months weekends and evenings.  I could have gone faster
but I had other considerations."

"Have you found anyone special yet Randy?  I mean...I just..."

"No.  Nobody.  Just hasn't been anyone I care to know that well I guess.  I am no longer a virgin
though.  I...well...I paid a lady to help me there and then in my dating afterwards..."

"So you did lose that cherry then?  I find that sad for some reason.  You worked so long to save
yourself for that one special woman only to..."

"Jen, don't.  It's over with.  Water under the bridge.  Let it go.  I think I have."

"Oh Randy, I just can't seem to forgive myself.  I hurt you so bad and..."

"Jen, I forgive you.  Please...let it go."

"If it were only so easy to do as to say."

In my heart I was agreeing with her.  It had not been easy for me in the past year.  I had dated of
course, but nobody I dated was that special person I would want to spend the rest of my life with.
"Randy, I was wondering..."

Her voice broke through my thoughts and I had been unaware that I had been silent for a bit.

"What?"

"Well...that is to say...you have no reason to want to, but I have wondered ever
since...that...day...what it would have been like.  You know...being with you.  Sexually."

"Oh.  Well, to be honest I had some thoughts about you that way too."

"Look, I know you probably don't want to go there, but I am curious enough to want...God, I
sound like a...wanton whore...oh damnit...look, we never got to...have sex...and I wondered if..."

"Jen, do you think that would be a good idea after all that happened?  I'm not sure I want to..."

"I know...after what I did that day...you probably wouldn't want to touch me intimately ever."

"No.  What I was going to say Jen is that we are just now getting along pretty good considering
everything.  I don't want to mess up whatever we have now by getting too close. It might confuse
things between us."

"What do we have Randy?  I mean, what exactly are we now?  We have been seeing each other
and visiting.  It is different than before but still...what are we?"

"Maybe renewed friends?  Jen, after all that happened, please don't take this the wrong way, but I
have had...issues...of sorts with trust and commitment.  I know that just having sex wouldn't
interfere with that but it's our past that worries me.  I'm afraid...it just that..."

"You're afraid of falling in love with me again and me hurting you like before?"

"Well, yes.  The honest truth is I fear you because of what happened then.  I am not sure I could
ever trust you and that lack of trust between us would cause problems later on.  I don't know if
I'll ever get over those feelings or as a matter of fact, to be quite straight with you, if I will ever
get over you either."

"Oh...I hurt you far worse than I ever dreamed I could.  I've looked back on that day that
he...talked me into being with him and wondered how I could ever have done that.  Maybe you
were right.  Maybe I am a cheat and always will be a cheater."
 
"No, I was angry.  That was not the truth.  Yes, you did cheat, but that doesn't mean you would
again.  Not after all...well, I would hope that after all that happened between us you would think
long and hard before doing that to anyone again.  My anger struck out at you in the only I could
without being...physical."

Jen moved closer to me, scooting her chair around.  Taking my hands in hers she held them as she
looked into my eyes.  I could see something there, some kind of spark or fire.  I kept quiet,
waiting for her to speak, or do something.

She sat there for a long time, just looking into my eyes and holding my hands.  Then, deliberately,
slowly, and firmly, she place my hands on her breasts.  Holding them to her she closed her eyes
for a moment then reopened them to look deeply into my eyes again.

"Randy...can you feel my heat?  I don't care about anything anymore but having you.  You are the
one man that captured my heart long ago and I've never been whole since that day you left.  I
have no bargaining chips or power to make you do anything.  If I did, I wouldn't want to use
them in any way to control you. I remember spending many nights masturbating after a date with
you. Wanting you to take me and use me any way you wanted to.  I had dreams of you taking me,
waking up wet and horny.  Then, just when I was about to have you...I threw it all away in a
stupid moment of anger and thoughtlessness. I don't care about tomorrow now Randy.  All I
want is for you to take me...take me anyway you want, but take me.  Afterwards, you can dump
me or whatever you want.  You have become...like an obsession with me now.  The one man I
wanted most and I never had."

As she was speaking to me she had undone the buttons on her blouse and then pulled up her bra. 
My hands were now on her naked flesh.  Her hard little nipples begging to be squeezed and
touched.  My fingers were doing just that too.  

My erection was becoming a problem and I had to shift a bit.  When I did Jen looked down at my
crotch and smiled.  Then she looked into my eyes once more.

"Someone wants out to play I think.  Will you let him out to play with me?  Please?  I'll beg if it
will help Randy.  I mean, really beg.  On my knees, groveling kind of begging.  Is that what you
are going to make me do?  Beg?"

"I just don't know Jen.  I want you...but what happened..."

"Happened.  Let it happen now Randy.  Please...I really need to know what...I...lost."

"Okay.  But just this once, and then we will have to each think about things before we see each
other again.  You're scaring me by the way Jen.  I've never seen you like this."

"Well, duh...silly.  We never went where we are about to go before.  This will be
our...first...time."

"One question first Jen.  Would it have made a difference at all if we had...you know...if I had not
been so stuck on being a virgin?  Would you have been able to stop from..."

"I don't know...why don't you show me what you can do and afterwards I may be able to answer
that one."

With those words Jen slipped to her knees in front of me and undid my jeans.  Pulling and tugging
on them, I lifted up so she could get them down my legs.  Once around my ankles she started on
my underwear.  These, in her hurry to get to me, she just ripped off, and threw them to one side.  

Her warm hands began to fondle my shaft, and it was raging hard by this point.  I could see lust in
her eyes.  She leaned in, her tongue coming out as she did, and then before I knew it, I felt her
soft, hot, and wet tongue slipping down my shaft, lapping at me.

I still had my hands on her breasts and I kept caressing them as I swam in the feelings of her
tongue touching me.  Her lips soon opened up and I felt the heat of the insides of her mouth as
she lowered her head onto my shaft.  

Lips closing around me, tightly gripping, she began to move her head up and down, slowly and
smoothly.  Each time down she took a little bit more of me until she had just over half of my cock
in her mouth.

I moved my hands to her hair, and gripped, enjoying the sensations of an exquisite blow-job.  I
could feel Jen's tongue swirling around my shaft as she moved up and down on it.  Suddenly, and
without any warning, she began to work more of me into her mouth, taking over three-quarters in
one long drive.  

Coming up for air she looked into my eyes, and then started all over again.  This time she
managed to get almost to the base of my shaft, giving up only when her gag reflex overcame her. 
She kept up this attack until she finally took all of me totally into her mouth and down her throat.

Looking into my eyes she appeared to be smiling around my cock.  Then she began to move her
head fully up and down my shaft, each time going down until her lips ground into the pubic hair at
the base.

It didn't take long at all and I was about to shoot.  I tapped her, wanting her to know I was close. 
She took her mouth off my cock long enough to whisper in a sexy and lustful low voice...

"I want you to cum in my mouth.  I want to taste all of you Randy.  Let go and let me taste you."

She then went back to work, even faster and with more intent than before.  Soon, before I wanted
to too, I began to orgasm.  I felt my hot cum boiling up my shaft and as I watched, Jen moved her
head up keeping the head of my cock between her lips.  Swallowing as fast as she could, she took
all I had and after I was done she licked and sucked my until I was clean.  

Moving up and sitting on my lap she pressed her breasts into my face.  I found her hard nipples on
my lips so I began to suck and lick on them.  My hands went down to her buttons on her pants
only to find that she had already undone them and was moving to push them down and off.

Naked except for her blouse and the bra that was shoved up over her breasts, she moved to
straddle my lap.  I could feel the heat of her pussy, touching me as she began to squirm around on
me.  My shaft, softened from my orgasm, began to regain it's hardness as my hands explored
Jen's body.  

I slipped two fingers inside her hot and very tight pussy, letting them soak in her juices as my
mouth worked to get back over her nipples.  She turned her body, letting me get my lips around
her nipples and as she did, the head of my cock rubbed her taint' causing me to throb with
anticipation.

Suddenly Jen broke away and stood up, turning around to face me.  Leaning in, she kissed me
fully on the mouth and stuck her tongue inside.  I slipped my tongue around hers and we fought it
out a bit, then she relented and my tongue entered her mouth.  Back and forth we went, tongues
touching and tasting each other.

My hands were busy still, fingering her dripping pussy and now I had a finger inside her ass as
well.  She was humping air standing in front of me, almost in orgasm.  I pulled my fingers free,
and standing up, picked up her lithe body and carried her into my bedroom.

Laying her on her back on the bed, I grasped each of her ankles, and picking up her legs, spread
them way out.  Then, moving to kneel in between her spread wide open legs, I rested my hands just
under her knees, and pushed her legs up and back until her knees pressed against her breasts.

Wide open and inviting, her pussy pulsed in need and I bent down letting my tongue trace a path
from her thighs to her trimmed pussy.  Once there, I lapped and played with her clit, once in a
while dipping my tongue into her pussy and fucking it like my tongue was a little cock. 

Jen's moans were getting louder and louder as I played with her, and my explorations began to
move farther around her body.  I let my tongue drift down over her taint' and then encircle her
tight little brown bud.  Jen's shaking told me that she liked what I was doing so I concentrated on
first one tight little hole then the other.  Soon I was dipping my tongue inside each hole as my
fingers stroked in the unoccupied one.  

Jen began to thrash around and her hands tried to grab my head to pull it in tighter to her.  I held
her so she couldn't quite do that and drove her farther up the wall to her orgasm.  Licking and
sucking as the spur of the moment took me, I soon placed my lips softly around her hardened little
clit and then began to hum.  

Humming, changing pitch as I did drove her up and over.  I could feel her pussy clasping my
fingers as she flooded them.  I moved my tongue out and hummed some more as I pressed her clit
hard with the tip of it.  Jen cried out loud and her hands, failing grabbing my head, grabbed my
hands that held her legs and she came as hard as I had ever seen a woman cum before.

She actually sprayed her juices out, and when I realized what was happening, I moved down to
catch her juices in my mouth.  Sweet and tangy she tasted great.  I lapped and sucked on her
pussy as it quivered from her orgasm.

Her legs fell to her sides as she collapsed from cumming so hard and spread wide open to me I sat
up and just looked at her body.  A light sheen of sweat covered her and made her glow.  I leaned
down and began to lick around her pussy, then moved up her tummy a little bit at a time, until I
was again at her nipples.

I felt her coming around and her hands reached out to hug me close to her. 

"God...where did you learn to do that anyway?  I'll bet you had to beat women off with a stick
once they found out you could do that."

"I have never let loose like that with any other woman Jen.  I have always held back.  Not sure
why I did or why I let loose like I did with you."

"Ummmm...well, your cock is certainly hard now.  Think you could put it somewhere to do me
some good?"

"Anything you want honey.  Anything at all."

I moved around a bit and the head of my very hard cock found her pussy lips, open and begging
for it to enter.  I moved up and let it drive inside her a little ways then stopped.  Not wanting to
hurt her, I was going slow.

Jen was having none of that.  She grabbed my hips and drove her pussy up to take my shaft fully
inside her.  She froze once I was in almost all the way.  She was gasping and breathing hard as her
pussy became used to my size.

"Oh...God...you are stuffing me so full...sooooo...nicely.  Mmmmmmm...yessss...give it to
me...fuck me...FUCK ME."

I pulled back a bit then without any hesitation, drove all the way inside her pussy.  I felt the head
of my cock hit a hard part of her, and she gasped, but didn't let loose of me.  I went easier for a
bit then once I found the right distance I began to ram in and out of her, fucking her hard and fast.

I could feel the lips of her pussy clinging to my shaft as I pulled out and then getting shoved inside
her as I drove forward again.  Her arms went around my back along with her legs, and she began
to cry out softly. 

"Yesss...mmmm...fuck...fuck...fuck meeeeee...Oh...God...yessssss...fuck FUCK."

I kept up my pace and then move my head a bit, getting my lips around one of her nipples. 
Sucking hard on her little nipple drove her up and up as my cock rammed in and out.  I was
getting close as was she. 

Suddenly Jen cried out loud and began to cum.  Shaking as she did, her voice went out with the
intensity of her orgasm and she just laid there hoarsely saying fuck fuck fuck'.
I felt my orgasm coming on strong and drove in one final time hard and as deep as I could.  My
hot cum spurted out deep inside her pussy and only after I finished did I realize that I had not
worn a condom.  I held a little fear that she might get pregnant.  That was the last thing either of
us needed at this time in our lives.

Jen laid in a puddle of quivering flesh as I rolled off of her.  She curled up in a small little ball and
looked to me like she had fallen asleep.  I got up and went to the bathroom.  Deciding to shower,
I turned on the shower and then climbed in.  

Getting out, I found Jen as I had left her, but I noticed that her shoulders were shaking.  I moved
over and laid beside her, seeing tears running down her face to mark the sheet. 

"What's wrong?  Did I hurt you when we were...when I put my cock inside you?"

"No.  Oh no Randy.  You were...wonderful.  It felt so good so...right.  The best I have ever felt. 
You took me places nobody has ever taken me before.  I'm just...happy.  Happy and sad.  I now
know how much I lost and it hurts.  I could have had you all this time had I been a faithful wife
instead of a cheating bitch.  I messed up and now..."

"Hey, it wouldn't have been like this back then.  I only knew what I had read about.  It took a
hooker and several other women in dates to find out the finer arts that led to today Jen.  Don't be
sad.  I loved what we just did.  You were great too."

"Yeah, but I'll never have you like I could have.  I'll never be Mrs. Randy Brown again.  I threw
it all away.  I wish...I wish..."

"Don't.  Don't go there Jen.  You never know, things could happen.  People do change.  We are
proof of that.  I mean, a year ago I would never have imagined being with you like we just were
and not angry or meaning to hurt you."

"Then...is there a small chance that we could...that you would think about..."

"I'm not sure Jen.  Right now I am mixed up and unsure of anything except that I've just had
some of the best sex I've ever had in my life.  I hope it doesn't mess things up between us now. 
I'm still not sure about us' and what will happen.  We have a lot of things we need to work out
before we could ever go to where we once were."

"Well, I'll take what I can get Randy.  If we can have that kind of sex once in a while...I'd live
with just that I guess.  I know I still want more and that may never happen...but I'll take what I
can get."

"So, you had enough or you want some more?"

"I'll always want more of you.  Always."

Saying that, Jen rolled up and then moved between my legs, sucking on my now soft cock.  It
didn't stay that way long.  I pulled on her hips until she got the idea and moved to straddle my
face.  In the classic sixty-nine we brought each other to orgasm in a softer and quieter way.  


When I woke up, Jen was curled up next to me, one of her arms was over my shoulders, her hand
holding my biceps.  I moved a bit more to be on my back and then nestled her head on my chest. 
Petting her hair I thought over all we had been through and what had just transpired.

My heart was tugging me in one direction but my head was pulling in yet another.  Torn I laid
there and wondered if I could ever bring myself to trust this woman again?  Enough to go to
where we once had been?

Time would tell I knew.  I just wanted to know now.  So much time had passed already.  Time
that we should have been spending together as man and wife.  Time that should have brought us
closer together yet.

I found I had never stopped loving her.  My heart told me that each time I thought of her.  My
head kept reminding me of her breaking of our trust.  My trust.  While I could see that we were
good together, and that I still had strong feelings for her, I also had that mistrust of her at the
same time.

Looking down at her angelic face and seeing that smile as she slept almost brought tears to my
eyes.  How could she have ever done what she had done like that?  What had drove her to that
point so early on in our relationship?  Could or would it happen again?

The only thing I was sure of was that if I opened up to let her in again and she cheated on me
then...I'd never be able to take it.  I had some hard thinking to do and felt that it would be best to
be alone to do it.  I decided to arrange for a vacation and take some time, by myself, and do some
thinking.

I drifted off to sleep again and only woke up when I felt lips around my cock.  Opening my eyes I
saw Jen was back at it, wanting some more of me.  Once I was fully hard she sat up and then
straddled my body. 

Lowering her pussy down over my shaft she slowly took me inside her tightness.  The warmth and
smoothness of her gripping pussy was comforting and a huge turn-on in my barely awake state.
She leaned down to let her nipples brush against my hairy chest.  Her lips caressed my face and
lips, kissing and sometimes sucking me.

Her motions got more abrupt and faster and soon she was thrashing around on my cock, bouncing
up and down as her tits flew in all directions.  I put my hands up to cup each of her breasts and
then licked on whichever one I could get to.  Jen came and came hard.  Her clit ground down on
my pubic bone as she rode my shaft to a hard orgasm.  

I exploded inside her just as she slowed down and I could feel my hot cum mixing with hers and
running down around my shaft.  Jen fell to my chest, then after a moment, she pulled off of me
and moved her head down to lick up our combined juices that were puddled on my crotch.


"Mmmmm.  Tastes great...and less filling too."

Her twist on an old beer commercial made me laugh and soon we were both laughing.  After
cleaning me up to her satisfaction, I pulled her up so that I could repay the favor.  She straddled
my head and let me tongue her pussy for a bit. 

During this time I slipped a finger into her ass and played with her as I licked and sucked her.  She
was moving in small jerky motions and I could tell she was building up to yet another orgasm.  I
rolled her over onto her back and then really went to work on her.  Spreading her legs wide open
and then up till her knees were on her breasts, I licked and sucked all around her pussy and then
her ass.  

As soon as I felt her asshole loosening up to my tongue, I began to finger her there.  I kept busy
in either her pussy or ass for a bit and she just built up and up, coming closer to orgasm.  Hard
and ready to explore, my cock throbbed as I figured out where I wanted to go next, if Jen was
willing.

Reaching into the drawer of my night stand I pulled out the lube I kept there.  Putting some on my
cock I massaged it around then I put some on my fingers and began to work them into her tight,
very tight little ass.

Jen just moaned and as I worked on her, began to hold her legs wider apart.  Spread open in front
of me totally available to whatever I wanted did something to me inside.  I felt like she was giving
herself to me and whatever I wanted to do.

Having worked up to three fingers in her ass as I played with her clit with my other hand, I knew
the time of reckoning had come.  I slipped up between her spread wide legs, and ran my cock
head just inside her pussy a bit.  Then, I slipped it down and to her little brown bud.

Her opening, even though I had worked on it with three fingers, was still very tight.  I went easy
yet steadily.  Soon the head of my hard shaft popped inside and then the rest of that hard shaft
followed.  A little bit at a time I was buried deep inside her ass in no time at all.

Once all the way in, I stopped and looked at Jen's face.  Eye's closed, she was playing with her
clit and moaning.  Her lips being bit by her teeth as I pressed deep inside her anal passage.  Once
that tense look relaxed quite a bit I began to work out then back inside.

After a few minutes of careful work, Jen was beginning to come around and want me to fuck her
ass harder.  She looked into my eyes and then mouthed..."fuck me" several times.  Each time I
drove inside her harder and faster.

Soon we were fucking like we had last night.  My cock, all nine inches of rock hardness, driving
in and out in faster and faster motion.  Jen was crying and moaning, loving it all.  Her fingers were
rubbing her clit and then she was fucking her pussy with them too. 

Stopping me at one point, she rolled over and got up on her knees.  Her asshole was still open to
about the size of a quarter as she reached back and spread her ass cheeks wide open for me.

"Stick that cock right back up my ass.  Fuck this asshole and make me cum you fucker.  Come
one...give me that hard cock.  I love it.  Every God-damned inch of it.  Make me beg...make me
your bitch...come on fucker...take my ass."

She was almost yelling towards the end and I was worked up as I had ever been.  I had never had
a woman act like Jen was at this moment.  Usually getting to put my cock in any woman's asshole
required many dates and a bit of alcohol to loosen them up just a tad. 

I never took them unwillingly, but I would work hard to get them to let me take their ass.  Jen
was different in that she was actually begging me to fuck her ass and so avidly helping me too.  I
pressed my cock head into her ass and she shoved her body back at me hard and fast. 

Jen was doing most of the fucking motion now and it was fast and hard, all out fucking.  I could
feel the heat of her pussy on my balls as they slapped those wet and hot pussy lips and I reached
down to feel her breasts as they bounced around.

She came hard then afterwards, got right back into the groove and started building up to her next
orgasm.  I hadn't cum yet and was amazed at her actions.  Here I had been afraid that she
wouldn't want to have anal sex and she was now proving that I was not only wrong, but way
wrong to boot.

I could feel my orgasm approaching and I took her hips in my hands.  I began to ram back into
her, meeting her thrusts with the same force.  At one point, just as I was about to shoot, I slipped
out as she went a bit farther forward than the motion I had gotten into.  

Popping out of her ass the cold air struck my cock and before I knew what was happening, Jen
had turned and taken me into her mouth.  With the same intensity and force she had been using as
I fucked her ass, she took my cock into her mouth.  Her lips ramming hard against my pubic bone
as she drove forward.

I began to cum and cum hard.  Jen kept her lips locked around my shaft and kept up her motions. 
I shot off most of my cum as her lips ground on my shaft base.  Most of my cum shooting straight
down her throat.

Not losing one drop, Jen kept licking and sucking me long after I had finished cumming.  Her
fingers playing with her clit and pussy, even her asshole as she lovingly sucked me dry and clean.
Breaking away at long last she looked into my eyes.

"You should know that I will only ever do that for you.  You and you alone.  I have been saving
myself all this time, like you saved yourself, and this time I intend to only fuck you, suck you, and
swallow you.  I'm your fuck slut Randy.  Regardless of what happens between us from now on, I
will always be available for you to fuck any way, any time, and any how you want to.  That is my
promise."

"You don't have to..."

"It isn't that I have to Randy.  I want to.  You do things inside me that no man has ever done.  It
is far more than the size of your cock.  It's because it's you.  You Randy.  You do these things to
me and no other man will ever be able to do that for me.  I know this to be true.  Beyond any
doubt."

"Oh I'm sure that there are other men out there who could do those things for you Jen."

"I'm sure there is not.  Randy, I was telling you the truth when I told you that I still loved you. 
That makes a difference that cannot be changed no matter who or how someone would try.  I am
ashamed of what I did on our honeymoon and what transpired afterwards.  I didn't know.  I was
too easy and never knew the man I had was the best for me.  I'm sorry, so damned sorry that I
ever did those things like I did.  Thank you for last night and today though.  I know you didn't
really want to and all."

"If I'd really not wanted to, we wouldn't have done anything Jen.  You should know that about
me.  The one thing you should know is that I do have willpower."

"Yes.  That is true.  You always had willpower.  Now you have willpower and that great cock. 
That makes a big difference.  No matter what happens between us though Randy, I will always
love you, and always be your slut.  No matter what.  I mean that."

"Hmmm...I've never had my own personal slut before.  What does one do with a personal slut
anyway?"

"Anything he wants.  Anything at all.  Use me, abuse me, fuck me anyway you wish.  At anytime,
any day or night, even wherever you want.  Nothing held back at all.  I'm all yours."

"Nothing held back?"

"Nope, nothing."

"Any where?"

"Anywhere your heart desires."

"Anytime?"

"Any time, anywhere, anyway you want.  I'm your's."


Naked Jen walked to the kitchen and then as I entered, she sat up on the table and spread her legs. 
Her pussy was right on the edge of the table in front of my chair.  She took her legs and held them
wide open and up in the air, revealing everything to me.

I sat down and not being able to resist, began to lick and suck on her pussy.  We ended up having
hot nasty sex on the kitchen table, even using a few vegetables from the refrigerator.  Jen was
tired and worn out by afternoon.  I showered her and put her to bed.  

I went for a long walk, thinking about things, about us, about everything.  I came to no hard and
fast conclusions, but I did come to realize that my feelings for Jen were still strong as they had
been and that I still loved her.  I also felt that my fears or perhaps the loss of respect from her
cheating on me like she had, would one day be over and done with.  As long as she didn't cheat
on me again.

Getting home I found Jen still sleeping, so I showered and went to bed as well.  We cuddled up
together and didn't wake until morning.  I rested for the first time in a long time and felt one
hundred percent great that morning.  Something that had been lacking in the last year.

That all happened over a year ago now.  Jen is still with me.  She moved in that following
weekend.  We have not married nor have we talked of such an event.  She has remained true to
her word though.  She will only be with me and she is my slut still.

Perhaps someday we will get married, or not.  Right now it does not matter.  We fuck and we
make love too.  We have hot, hard nasty sex, and we have gentle, soft, and loving sex.  She has
not refused anything I have wanted to try.  I have gotten quite kinky at times too.

No, she never got pregnant.  She is now on the pill, and if anything, it has opened her up to being
more sexual than before, if possible.  I have come to know that she is faithful to me and me alone
too.  

I have no interest in other people in our relationship, quite unlike many stories of this nature you
find out on the net.  I prefer to be a one woman man, and so far, Jen prefers to be a one man
woman.  Quite a change from when we first were together.  But, as I said earlier, people can and
do change.  Life has a way of making change occur too.



















