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It's the Same Old Story (fm:adultery)


For the first time in five years I was leaving a business
show a day
early. I work for a telecommunications company and every
year we
participate in three business shows. The shows are held
in different
cities around the country and each show lasts five days.
We go in and
set up our booth on Sunday and Monday and the show begins
morning and ends at noon on Thursday. For the last five years
I have
worked every one of those shows and I always stayed until
the last box
was packed and loaded on the truck Thursday afternoon.
That is until
this last show.

The last show I worked was back in May at the San Diego Convention
Center. It was on Tuesday night, during that show, that
I twisted my
ankle badly and was unable to work in our booth the next day.
At lunch
on Wednesday my boss told me that there was no point to my
staying at
the show if I couldn't work so he told me to see if I could
get a
flight home. I didn't have to be told twice. I was on
a plane back to
St. Louis at two o'clock that afternoon. Before I boarded
the flight
in San Diego I called home and left a message for Tammy, my
wife of
nine years, telling her I would be home by eight o'clock
that evening.

Tammy had been upset with me about something before I left
on the trip
but she didn't want to discuss it at the time. She said
we could deal
with it when I got back home. While I didn't like having
a sprained
ankle or having my boss tell me to go home before the conference
over, I was glad to be getting home early so that I could find
out what
was bothering my wife.

When my taxi stopped in front of the house I noticed a black
Cadillac in
our driveway. I didn't know anyone that drove a Cadillac
and it
bothered me a little that Tammy would have company at the
house when
she knew I was coming home. I thought that she would be anxious
discuss whatever problem she thought we had.

As I walked in the front door I heard voices in the family
room. I
stepped out of the hallway into the kitchen and peeked into
the family
room and got the shock of my life. Tammy was sitting on the
sofa with
my best friend Mike Williams. This in itself was not the
shock. The
fact that Tammy's blouse was unbuttoned was what struck
me so hard.

Tammy and Mike hadn't seen me yet so I walked through
the kitchen and
stood at the edge of the family room.

"What the hell is going on here?" I shouted.

Tammy turned to look at me and then put her hand up to her mouth.
my God... George, what are you doing home?" she asked.

There was something about the way she said that and that
she didn't try
to hide the fact that her blouse was unbuttoned that seemed
very odd.
It was almost as if she had expected this to happen.

"What is going on here?" I asked.

"It's not what you think, honey, " Tammy
said. She was actually smiling
when she said it. I began to wonder if I was dreaming until
I felt the
pain in my ankle again and knew that I was awake.

In the short time I had been in the room Mike hadn't moved.
He just
stared at me with an amused look on his face. I had all that
I was
going to take. Mike is a big guy but I didn't care how
big he was or
how much my ankle hurt; I was going to throw the bastard out
of my

I took one step toward the sofa and suddenly found myself
in the grip of
another man. I never heard him coming. He grabbed my right
arm and
twisted it up behind my back and put his left arm around my
neck in
some kind of a choke hold. I was able to breath but I knew that
could cut off my airway anytime he wanted to. "I think
you understand the situation now George, " Tammy
said. "We have
been waiting for you so we could start our little party.
Mike finally
told me what you do at those business shows. Did you really
think I
would never find out about your girlfriends? Or did you
just think I
wouldn't care. Well, for your information I do care.
You hurt me and
now I am going to hurt you. I am going to play with Mike and
and you get to watch. How do you like that?"

I tried to tell Tammy she was wrong but before I could get
a word out
the guy holding me put something over my mouth and nose.
The smell of
whatever he was holding over my nose was choking me and I
soon felt
myself losing consciousness.

I don't know how long I was out before I woke up to find
myself tied
spread eagle to the bed in the guest bedroom. My injured
ankle felt
like it was being pressed against a hot iron while my other
ankle and
my wrists were beginning to feel numb.

Taking a quick look I saw that my wrists and ankles were secured
to the
bed with speaker wire. Tammy must have gotten the wire from
my work
shop. Whoever tied me down had made the bindings so tight
that they
were cutting off my circulation.

For a moment I had forgotten what Tammy had said to me just
before I
lost consciousness but that memory came back to me when
I heard the
voices on the television placed at the end of the bed. I looked
at the
television and saw Tammy sitting on our bed completely
nude with Mike.
He was also nude and Tammy was stroking his big cock.

"George, are you awake yet. I hope you are because
I wanted to show you
this big beautiful cock that I am going to enjoy, "
Tammy said as she
looked directly at the camera.

"Mike gets to fuck me first because he is the one who
told me about your
cheating and because he helped me set this up, " she
said. "Tyrone,
come over here so that George can see what a nice cock you
have too."

Tyrone must have been the guy that grabbed me from behind.
When the
black man stepped into the picture I could not believe how
big his cock
was. It must have been three inches longer than Mike's

"Isn't Tyrone's cock amazing? I don't
think I will be able to fit that
whole thing in me but I am going to try. I hope you enjoy the
George; I know I will. We are video taping this so you can
watch this
as many times as you want."

At that point I no longer cared what Tammy did. Our marriage
was over.
The only thing I cared about at that moment was getting loose
from my
bindings. I was worried about the lack of blood circulation
to my
hands and feet. I had no idea how long it might be before Tammy
her friends finished what they were doing and I wasn't
about to wait
for them.

I began pulling on with my left leg as hard as I could but had
to stop
because of the pain. I waited thirty seconds and then pulled
again. I
did this several times and then finally gave one hard yank
and the wire
snapped. I looked at my left ankle and saw that it was bleeding
the injuries didn't seem too serious. Next I went to
work on my right
leg. This was much harder because my right ankle was the
one I had
sprained. By the time I was able to break the wires on my right
leg I
had ripped a lot of skin off my ankle and it was bleeding quite
a lot.

With my legs free, I was able to release the strain on my arms
but I
wasn't able to loosen the knots in the wire, only having
my teeth to
work with. I ended up having to try to break the wires that
bound my
wrist the same way I had the ones on my ankles. By the time
I got my
right wrist free, it was bleeding nearly as bad as my right
ankle. With
both legs and my right arm free I was able to break loose from
last of my bindings fairly easily. My left wrist received
only minor
cuts but it was bleeding a little.

Once free I noticed I was still bleeding from injuries to
both ankles
and both wrists. I looked around the room to see if there
was anything
I could use as bandages but there was nothing. The bed sheet
was a
mess. I was surprised at how much blood there was on the bed.

I tried to stand up but my head began spinning and I had to
sit down
again. Now my head was pounding and my face hurt and I was
nauseous. I had my eyes closed and was trying calm my stomach
when I
heard my name. For a moment I thought Tammy had walked into
the room
but when I opened my eyes, I realized it was her talking to
me on the

"George, are you watching this?"

When I looked at the television, I saw Tammy taking Mike's
cock doggie
style. I wondered for a brief moment if Tammy thought that
I would
somehow enjoy watching her getting fucked. If she had any
idea how
angry I was at the moment, I think she would have run form
the house.
I got off the bed and swung my right arm in an arc toward the

television. This movement caused blood to splatter across
the screen.
Through the blood I saw Tyrone come into the picture and
feed his huge
cock into Tammy's mouth. As she opened her mouth, Tammy
looked at the
camera and winked.

"This should take care of that ass hole, " I
heard Tammy say.

I turned away from the television and saw myself in the mirror.
was a large bump on my forehead that was already beginning
to turn
black and blue. Upon closer inspection it wasn't one
bump but four
small lumps. They were the kind of marks that would be left
someone's knuckles if you were punched in the head.
I could not
believe that my wife would arrange to have me drugged, beaten
and then
tied to a bed so that she could humiliate me by having sex
with my
former best friend and some black guy I had never seen before.

I thought about getting a baseball bat and going after the
three of them
but realized that there was a big downside to doing that.
I wasn't
exactly feeling very strong at the moment. I was still feeling
little dizzy from whatever drug they had used on me and if
Mike and his
friend overpowered me there is no telling what they might
do. On the
other hand, if they weren't able to overpower me, I
might kill someone
and they weren't worth my going to jail.

Looking again at the mess in the room, an idea started to
form. I
smeared blood on the bedposts and the pillows. Then I made
two smeared
parallel lines of blood on the carpet going from the side
of the bed to
the door. I went across the hall to the guest bathroom and
found some
gauze and adhesive tape under the sink. Before I left the
bathroom I
was careful to make sure that I didn't leave any blood
in the sink, on
the cabinet door or on the floor. Luckily the master bedroom
in our
house was downstairs so I didn't have to worry about
Tammy or her
lovers hearing me.

I went back into the bedroom were I used my extensive Navy
Seal training
to perform first aid on myself. I bandaged both ankles and
my left
wrist leaving only the injuries to my right wrist exposed.
Then I
picked up the cordless phone next to the bed, making sure
I got blood
on it, and dialed 911.

When the 911 operator answered I said, "Please help
me. I think they
are going to kill me... Oh God..." then I dropped the
phone on the
floor with out disconnecting.

Taking the gauze and tape with me I then slipped down the
back stairway
that leads into the garage and then out of the house. Walking
past the
car in the driveway I smeared some blood in the drivers door
handle and
put my bloody handprint on the trunk lid.

After that I walked over to the empty lot, across the street
from the
house and found a hiding place behind some bushes and sat
down to wait
for the show. While I waited, I bandaged my right wrist.

The wait wasn't very long. Within five minutes the
first police car
arrived. Two officers got out of the car and approached
the house as a
second car arrived. The two officers from the second car
went around
to the back of the house while the two at the front door waited
they were in position.

One of the officers at the front door rang the doorbell.
He waited
about thirty seconds and rang it again and after another
thirty seconds
he pounded on the door with his hand. The front porch light
came on
and Tammy opened the door.

I would have bet that she was ready to piss her panties when
she saw the
police at the door. Unfortunately I was too far away to see
expression on her face.

"We had a 911 call from this address a few minutes ago.
Can you tell us
what that call was about?" one of the officers asked

"I don't know anything about a 911 call, "
she said.

"Who else is in the house with you?"

"No one."

Tammy was in trouble now. They would never accept that answer.

"You say there is no one else in the house?"

"That's right. I am home alone. My husband is
out of town at a
business show, " Tammy said.

At that moment Tammy's world turned to shit. The two
officers that had
gone around to the back of the house reappeared with Mike
and Tyrone in

"Look, who we found sneaking out the back door."
It was the officer
holding on to Mike who had spoken.

When Tammy saw Mike and Tyrone, she seemed to lose her legs
and she slid
down against the door casing until she was sitting on the
floor. One
of the officers helped Tammy to her feet and took her back
into the
house. Then the other officers took Mike and Tyrone into
the house.

I was disappointed that I couldn't see what was happening
inside the
house. I tried to imagine the scene when the police opened
the door to
the guest bedroom and saw the mess. The shocked look on Tammy's
when she saw that I wasn't in the room would be priceless.
I looked
at the car in the driveway and wished that I could sneak across
street and get into the trunk but I couldn't risk being

There were ten minutes of total silence followed by all
kinds of noise
and confusion. Two more police cars arrived on the scene
with sirens
and lights. Shortly after that Mike and Tyrone were brought
out of
the house in hand cuffs, both arguing with the police saying
that they
didn't do anything to the woman's husband. The
two men were placed in
the backseat of separate cars and left while the police
officers took a
close look at the car in the drive way. The blood on the drivers
handle was spotted rather quickly followed by the discovery
of the
blood on the trunk lid.

One of the officers went to the car Tyrone was in and got the
car keys
and then opened the trunk. I really did wish I could have
been in the
trunk when he opened it but as it turned out it didn't
matter. The
officer looking into the trunk called another officer
over and then a

"We have weapons and drugs here, " the officer
called out to a plain
clothes officer who had just arrived on the scene. "Three
Mac 10s and
about a kilo of what appears to be cocaine."

For the next twenty minutes I watched as the police took
pictures of the
contents of the trunk of Tyrone's car and then had the
car towed away.
The two cars that Mike and Tyrone were in left and a short
while later
Tammy came out of the house in hand cuffs and was placed in
a patrol
car and was driven away. There were still police in the house
and I
watched as they put crime scene tape across the front door.
I decided
then that it was time for me to leave.

I walked through the empty lot to the street behind and then
keeping to
the shadows I walked the ten blocks to a shopping center
with a
MacDonald's restaurant. I realized that I looked
pretty messed up with
bloody bandages on my wrists and ankles and a black and blue
goose egg
on my forehead but I needed to get off the street for a while
and I had
just enough change in my pocket to buy a large cup of coffee.
When I
walked into the restaurant I expected everyone to stare
at me but as it
turns out I fit right in with the crowed in that particular

MacDonald's. There must have been fifteen street
people in there
eating a burger or drinking coffee. No one paid any attention
to me as
I sat in a corner and drank my coffee.

As I thought about what I had instigated I couldn't
help but smile. The
image of Tammy, Mike and Tyrone being questioned by the
police made me
almost laugh out loud. The police would be asking them what
they did
with my body and of course they couldn't answer that
question and
anything they did say would be assumed to be lies. The one
problem I
still had was how to reappear and not be accused of intentionally

misleading the police. By the time I finished my coffee
I had an idea
that I thought would work. When I took my empty coffee cup
up to the
counter to ask for a refill the Manager came over and told
me he would
refill my cup if I would then leave the restaurant. I accepted

With a fresh cup of coffee in hand I started off on the twenty
walk to a park I was familiar with. Between ducking behind
trees and
shrubs anytime I saw a car coming and the difficulty I had
walking on
my injured ankle it took me nearly an hour to walk to the park.
there I found a picnic table in a dark corner of the park and
I sat
there until three o'clock in the morning. At that time
I removed my
bandages and threw then in the trash and then moved to the
far side of
the park and lay down in the grass next to a jogging trail.

In spite of the pain in my wrists and ankles, especially
my right ankle
I was able to sleep on and off until the sun began to come up.
I lay
as still as I could hoping that I might even fall asleep again
as I
waited for what I knew was going to happen. The park I was
in was a
favorite for joggers and people walking their dogs in the
morning. I
knew that I would soon be discovered by one of them. I was
right and
within a half hour I was in the back of an ambulance headed
for the

I had left my wallet on the bedside table in the guest room
at home so I
had no identification when I got to the hospital. For some
reason I
wasn't coherent when the doctors in the emergency
room tried to find
out who I was and what happened to me. I also had a hard time
awake. I wanted to make sure my charade didn't end too

It was almost noon before the police showed up. I faked sleep
nearly one o'clock and then I was ready to talk. I had
rehearsing what I would say and how I would answer questions
so that I
would not stray too far from the truth.

"Mr. Grant? Are you Mr. George Grant?" the plain
clothes officer asked.

"Yes. I'm George Grant."

"Mr. Grant, I am Detective Munson and I would like
to ask you a few
questions if you are up to it."

"Okay, but I am not sure how much help I'll be.
I don't remember much
of what happened. I don't even know how I got here."

"You were found in a park by a man walking his dog about
six o'clock
this morning. Why don't you tell me what you do remember, "

"I came home from a trip to San Diego last night. I was
a day earlier
than I was supposed to get home. When I walked in the house
I found my
wife talking to my best friend, Mike Williams. When I asked
her what
was going on, some guy grabbed me from behind and held me
while my wife
started yelling at me about something. I was having trouble
so I wasn't able to concentrate on what Tammy was saying.

"I think they must have drugged me because the next
thing I remember was
that I woke up in our guest bedroom and I was tied to the bed.
noticed that I was bleeding where they had tied my wrists
and ankles
and I was beginning to lose sensation in my hands and feet.
I managed
to get loose but I did more damage to my wrist and ankles.

"That's when I noticed the television. It was
turned on and the picture
was coming from the master bedroom. Tammy was having sex
with Mike and
another man, a big black guy I had never seen before. I thought
I heard
them talking about what they were going to do with me when
finished fucking my wife. It sound like they were planning
to kill me
but I can't be sure because my thinking was still a little
cloudy. I
thought that they were Tammy and they were going
to kill both of
us and that's when I managed to break the wire they had
used to tie me
to the bed. Then I called 911."

"You didn't finish that call, Mr. Grant. Why
did you drop the phone?"
Munson asked.

"I dropped the phone when I realized that Tammy was
a willing
participant. I thought I heard her say something like,
'Go take care
of that ass hole.' So I decided that I had better try
and get out of
the house but I don't remember anything after that.
I obviously got
out but I don't know how."

"Do you remember anyone hitting you?" Munson

"No... I don't think so, " I said, "but
a lot of what happened is still a
little cloudy. What is my wife saying about what happened?"

"She claims that she found out you have been cheating
on her on your
business trips so she wanted to teach you a lesson. She said
that you
weren't supposed to be injured and that they were going
to release you
as soon as she was done getting even with you."

"Did she say where she got the idea that I cheated?"
I asked.

"She said that Mr. Williams told her."

"What a stupid bitch! The only proof she has that I
cheated is the word
of one person and he is the one she decides to fuck to get even
me?" I said. "I thought she was smarter than
to fall for something
like that."

"So, you are saying that you never had an affair?"

"Your damn right, " I said. "I have never
cheated on my wife and all she
had to do was ask me about it. I could have easily proved that
hadn't cheated. It kind of makes me wonder if maybe
this was just
something she wanted to do and she used this supposed cheating
thing as
an excuse."

Detective Munson asked me a few question to clarify some
points but he
didn't challenge anything I had said.

I was released from the hospital the following day. When
I got home,
there was a message on our message recorder from Tammy.
She was
pleading with me to come down to the police station and tell
them this
was all a misunderstanding. She said she needed me to post
her bail
so she could get out.

I erased the message and got a beer out of the refrigerator.
The phone
rang again and it was Susan Crawford, Tammy's best
friend. Susan was a
divorcee. Her husband caught her cheating and tossed her
ass out in
the street. I had never liked Susan and I didn't like
the influence
she had on Tammy. Somehow I knew she had something to do with
behavior. Susan said that she needed to talk to me and it

Being the curious sort I invited her over.

Susan arrived an hour later.

"I talked to Tammy, " Susan said. "She's
at her parent's house. She
told me that that you were cheating on her when you went on
business trips.

"You know that's bull shit. I have never cheated
on her. Did she tell
you what she did?"

"She just said that there was some kind of misunderstanding
and that you
called the police and they arrested her, " Susan
said. "I can't believe
that Tammy did anything that bad. You really had her arrested?

I spent the next twenty minutes telling Tammy the same thing
I had told
Detective Munson. After all, most of it was the truth. Susan

pretended to be shocked but she didn't turn against

"That is not like Tammy. I just can't believe
she would do something so
insane unless she had some sort of a breakdown, "
Susan said.

"Maybe so."

"Are you going to talk to her? Give her a chance to explain
her side of
things?" Susan asked.

"Maybe, if I have to. But I have to ask why she didn't
give me the same
consideration. If she thought I was doing something out
of line, why
didn't she discuss it with me before doing something
so drastic? Did
she talk to you about this?"

"No. If she had, I would have told her to talk to you
about it, " Susan

I didn't believe that for a minute. I was pretty sure
that Susan didn't
think much of me so I didn't think she would have objected
to Tammy's
idea for revenge.

"I really don't know what got into her, George.
All I can say is that
you shouldn't do anything until you have all of the
facts, " Susan said.

"Don't worry. I won't, " I said.

Susan said, "Good, " and then kissed me on the
mouth and asked me if
there was anything she could do to help me.

I had no doubt what she meant but I played dumb. "No,
Susan. You have
already been a big help. I just need to be alone for a while.

As soon as Susan left, I called a lawyer and made an appointment
that afternoon. At two o'clock I was in the offices
of Bryan L.
Townsend III. I quickly outlined what Tammy had done to
me and that I
wanted him to start divorce proceedings against her as
soon as
possible. I told him that I would like her served with the
papers the
very next day.

***** "Mr. Grant, are you sure you want to proceed
so quickly with this?
Before you have all the facts?" Mr. Townsend asked.
"I am sixty-eight
years old and have handled more divorces than you can imagine.
A lot
of those marriages could have been saved if the couple had
just spent a
little more time to be sure it was what they wanted to do.
Don't you
think you should take a little more time to think about this
before you

"Perhaps you are right. Maybe I should give this a
little more
thought, " I said.

"Good... Good. I am glad that you are willing to give
this a little
more time."

"Yeah, I'll give it some more time, " I
said. "Instead of serving Tammy
with the divorce papers tomorrow like I had planned, why
don't we wait
until the day after tomorrow?"

Mr. Townsend looked a little perplexed. "The day
after tomorrow? I
thought you agreed to wait a while. Are you sure you want
to move that
fast on this?"

"Mr. Townsend, with all due respect, if you are not
willing to act on my
behalf in this matter there are several other lawyers in
the phone book
who will, " I said.

"Okay, Mr. Grant, if that's what you want, I will
have the papers served
on your wife day after tomorrow."

I told Mr. Townsend III that Tammy was at her parent's
house and gave
him the address and I gave him her work address as well. When
I left
his office I was feeling numb, except of course for my right
ankle that
was still hurting like a son of a bitch.

As soon as I left Mr. Townsend III's, office I went to
the bank and
closed all of our joint accounts and canceled our joint
credit cards.
Then I opened new accounts in my name only. I knew that eventually
would probably have to give her half of the money but I was
going to
make her work for it.


Over the next couple of weeks Tammy tried to call me several
times at
work and at home. I didn't answer any of her calls. Then
I got a call
from my lawyer and he told me that Tammy was going to contest
divorce unless I agreed to sit down with her so that she could
tell me
her side of the story.

"I'll need some time to think about that, "
I said.

"That's fine. Just call me when you decide what
you want to do, " Mr.
Townsend III said.

I waited a little more than a month before I called Mr. Townsend

"Does Tammy still want to meet with me before she will
agree to the
divorce?" I asked.

"I expected to hear back from you much sooner than
this, " he said.
"I'll contact her attorney and find out if she
is still insisting on a

Mr. Townsend III called me back later that day and told me
that Tammy
did indeed still want a meeting with me."

"Here is what I want you to tell my wife, " I said.
"Tell her that I
will not sit down for a face to face with her and if she wants
contest the divorce, that's fine with me. We will just
put the whole
thing on hold until she is ready to agree to the divorce.
We will
still be married in the mean time but I will not see her or
talk to
her. Is that clear?"

"Perfectly clear, Mr. Grant. I will pass along your

***** The next day I went to visit Mike's wife, Beverly.
She invited me
in and offered me a drink. We sat on the sofa next to each other
she started to apologize for what Mike had done but I stopped

"Beverly, you are no more responsible for what Mike
did than I am for
what Tammy did. They are responsible for their own actions."

"You're right, of course, but I still feel bad
about what happened to

"The reason I came over today was to see if perhaps
you would like to
comfort each other, " I said.

"Why, George, you little devil."

"You know, Beverly, I have always thought that you
were very attractive,
and had I met you when I was single, I probably would have
asked you
out. I just kind of thought that now maybe..."

Before I could finish the statement Beverly leaned into
me and kissed

"I'd love to, " she said.

Beverly led me to the bedroom where I relieved her of her
clothes. Our
love making was slow and deliberate. When Beverly took
my cock into
her mouth I wondered for a brief moment if she was disappointed
that I
wasn't as big as Mike but I could wonder about that for
only a moment
as the pleasure she was giving me pushed all other thoughts
from my

When I pushed her legs apart and started to move my head between
legs Beverly stopped me.

"You don't have to do that for me, " she

"I know I don't have to but I want to... although
if it is something
that you don't enjoy, I won't do it, " I said.

"I don't know if I would enjoy it. Mike never did
it. He said a
woman's pussy was for fucking not eating."

"What a fool, " I said and then pressed my mouth
against her vulva and
pushed my tongue inside her.

Beverly went crazy humping her pussy against my mouth and
telling me how
good it felt. I gave her two orgasms with my mouth and then
I pushed
my cock inside her. As I started stroking into her, Beverly
nibbled on
my ear and told me how good it felt to have me inside her. Beverly
tight and it felt wonderful to pump my hard cock into her.
Beverly had
another orgasm just before I climaxed inside her.

I pulled out and rolled onto my back. Beverly slid down my
body and
took my flaccid cock into her mouth and cleaned our combined
juices off
my limp member. She continued to suck and play with my cock
until it
slowly began to recover.

"I've never done that before, " she said.

"Never done what?"

"I never took Mike back into my mouth after he had been
inside me. I
never thought that I would like doing that, " Beverly

I pulled Beverly back up next to me and kissed her using my
tongue to
probe the inside of her mouth.

"Mike would never have done that. He wouldn't
ever kiss me after I had
his cock in my mouth. The way you just made love to me made
me feel so
sexy. I can't remember when I felt that way with Mike, "
she said.

I entered Beverly with my recovered erection and we moved
together and just enjoyed the sensation of have my cock
inside her.

"Any time you want to get together to comfort each
other again just let
me know, " Beverly whispered into my ear. "I
love what you are doing to
me and I think I love you."


The following week I got a call from the district attorney's

"Mr. Grant, this is Andrew Hartley. I am the assistant
DA handling the
cases against your wife, Mike Williams and Tyrone Mathers.
Your wife's
attorney has told us that he believed that you were not going
to press
charges against your wife. Is that correct?"

"No, that is not correct. I haven't discussed
that with anyone. I
really don't know what I should do. I know that my wife
was involved
in what happened to me but I don't know if she had planned
to have me
drugged and beaten or to have me tied up. I think she did but
I can't
prove that. I also don't know who tied me to the bed so
tightly that I
was losing circulation to my hands and feet. I am not asking
that any
charges be dropped. I'll leave it up to you to decide
what to do with
these people.

In the end, everyone got what they deserved. Tyrone was
convicted of
assault and kidnapping, along with felony drug possession
and another
felony for the guns found in the trunk of his car. Mike pleaded
to assault and Tammy plead guilty to conspiracy to commit
restraint. I think they make that one up just for her. Mike
got one
year at a minimum security prison and Tyrone got hard time
at a maximum
security prison. Tammy got off the easiest. She was put
on probation.

In spite of the light sentence Tammy got, it was still considered
to be
a felony conviction. She no longer had any say in the matter
of our
divorce. I got rid of her but kept the house and all of our

A month after our divorce, Susan came to see me and asked
me if I would
talk to Tammy. She told me that Tammy just wanted to explain
what she
had done and apologize to me. I acted reluctant to meet with
her but
in actual fact I was a little curious to hear what Tammy would
have to
say. I let Susan talk me into meeting Tammy at a cocktail
lounge about
a mile from my house.

"Thanks for agreeing to see me, " Tammy said
as she slid into the booth
across from me.

"George, I am so sorry for what I did to you, "
she started, "but you
have to understand what I was going through. I had just found
out that
you were having affairs every time you went out of town."

"No, I wasn't."


"I said no I wasn't. I was not having affairs.
I never cheated on
you, " I said.

"Of course... I know that now but I didn't know
it then, " Tammy said.
"Mike told me that you were cheating on me and I believed
him. He was
your best friend so I didn't think he would lie to me.
I was so hurt
and angry I guess I lost my mind for a while."

"Let me get this straight. When I was getting ready
to go away on that
last trip, you already thought that I was having affairs
every time I
went away?"


"So, when I asked you what was bothering you before
I left, why didn't
you tell me?" I asked.

"I should have but I needed more time to deal with it
before I could
talk to you about it."

When I was finally able to stop laughing at her, I said, "You
had only
Mike's word for it that I was cheating on you but you
weren't ready to
ask me if it was true although you were ready to plan your
And it didn't make you at all suspicious that Mike wanted
to be part of
your revenge?"

"I'm sorry. I can't explain what came over

"Bull shit. Whose idea was it to bring Tyrone in on
this deal?"

"Mike suggested that we needed someone to make sure
that you wouldn't
hurt us or get away before we could tie you to the bed. Tyrone
was a
friend of Mike's."

"Mike has nice friends. I didn't know that he
hung around with drug
dealers, " I said. "How did you let Mike talk
you into letting Tyrone
fuck you?"

Tammy's face turned red and she looked away from me.
"I had sex with
Mike the night before you came home. I didn't know it
at the time but
Mike had hidden a video camera and taped the whole thing.
He showed me
the tape Wednesday morning and said he would send a copy
to my parents
if I didn't let Tyrone fuck me that night."

"Mike blackmailed you into letting his friend fuck
you? Holly shit...
This story just keeps getting better. "Can I ask you
what you expected
would happen when this was over? Did you expect me to forgive
you for
what you did to me?"

"Well, I thought it would make us even then so we could
move on and put
this all behind us."

This caused me to have another laughing fit.

"Let's assume for a moment that I was actually
cheating on you, okay?
You didn't know about it so it wasn't hurting you
until Mike told you I
was cheating, " I said. "I can understand how
painful that would be to
you but you still didn't actually catch me cheating.
You never saw me
even talking with another woman, let alone fucking one.

"So, instead of confronting me and telling me that
you found out I was
having an affair you decided to get even. Your plan for getting
was to drug me, then tie me to the bed so that you could make
me watch
you fucking two guys, one of which used to be my best friend.
whole scene was designed to humiliate me and you somehow
thought that
this would make us even? Most wives would just have an affair
of their
own if they wanted to get even. What you did was way beyond
getting even. You went way too far and even if I had cheated
on you I
would not be able to forgive you for what you did to me."

Tammy dropped her head and began to sob. "Please give
me another
chance. I love you. I have always loved you. You are the only
man I
have ever loved. I didn't mean to hurt you. What I did
with Mike and
Tyrone was just sex; it had nothing to do with love. Please,
there anything I can do to make you love me again? I'll
do anything
you ask if you'll just give me another chance."

Tammy was looking at me with her eyes open wide and tears
streaming down
her cheeks. I never could stand to watch her cry.

"Did you really mean it, Tammy?"

"Did I mean what?" she asked.

"Did you mean it when you said that you would do anything
I asked?"

Tammy tried to wipe the tears from her face. "Yes,
I meant every word
of it. I'll do anything you want."

I slid out of the booth and stood up. I put my hand on Tammy's
and bent down so that my mouth was close to her ear and said,

Tammy's head dropped down on top of the table and she
began crying. I
could still hear her crying as I walked out the door.

Three months later Beverly and I got married.

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