Betrayal
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I first met my wife, Jane, when we started at the same high school together. We became friends as a part of a large group. She was friendly and funny with the ability to make people laugh. She was also empathetic. She was the one who was always there when anyone felt down.
When we all went out she wasn’t the life of the party but she made sure everyone was included. Since there was usually eight or ten people in our friendship group this was at times a difficult task. She spent an equal amount of time with all the boys in the group while never showing anything beyond friendship to any of us.
We all left for College with promises to keep in touch and see each other whenever we could. Most of us were staying close to home buy Jane went to the other side of the country. At first we heard from her often but this petered out over time.
While upset I was not surprised. People move on. We all graduated on time and our job seeking took us all over the country. I was fortunate to find a job in the capital. I had graduated as a teacher and found a job in a well-known High School teaching English and History.
Life was good and while I didn’t have a steady partner I was usually able to find dates when I wanted. I was at a Professional Development day for Graduate teachers when I saw Jane again. I was surprised but only because I thought she was studying Law.
We saw each other over lunch and caught up with what had happened since we saw each other last. I told her what everyone from our old group of friends was doing. She was really excited to hear about them. I asked her about her time at College.
It turns out she found a guy about a week after she began. He turned out to be very controlling and he gradually cut all of her old friends out of her life. She tried to break up with him a few times but they always got back together. She eventually left him when she took this job in the Capital. She hadn’t told him where she was.
Before too long life was back to normal, well, as normal as it can be for a graduate teacher. Although working at different schools Jane and I saw a lot of each other. We partnered each other to our school’s staff get-togethers and enjoyed weekend walks along the riverfront, as well as seeing movies and plays together.
Eventually we both felt ourselves with feelings for each other. One night after dinner together we kissed for the first time. It was like fireworks had gone off in my head. The feelings were so strong that I was surprised. Jane looked at me and simply said, ‘Why didn’t we do this sooner?’
That night we spent a wonderful time exploring each other’s bodies while making sweet love together.
We did this almost every night for a month before we decided to move in together. It was inevitable but we got engaged at the end of our first year of teaching.
Life was fantastic. We were deeply in love and our old friends couldn’t be happier for us. We married in our hometown on New Year’s Eve. All of our friends were able to be there which was really pleasing. We spent a wonderful week in the Bahamas for our honeymoon and were ready to get back into work when we got home.
We had talked about starting a family but both thought we should wait. We were both just beginning our careers and wanted to consolidate before anything happened in that direction. We were both very young too and instinctively knew that waiting five or so years would be for the best.
Our love life was explosive. Jane was a great and generous lover. She always made sure she looked after me and I tried to reciprocate. On the few occasions that she didn’t cum when we made love she was philosophical about it.
‘Just loving you is enough, Scott. I don’t need to orgasm to enjoy loving you, you know.’
What a woman.
Our lives were almost perfect. There were arguments and disagreements along the way but generally speaking life was good.
We had been teaching for five years when the first cracks appeared. I was so in love that I ignored them for quite a while. We discussed children again. Jane said she wasn’t ready yet. I argued that we had agreed to a five-year wait but I didn’t force the issue. I was well aware that I was not the one to be carrying the baby for nine months.
The school where Jane taught was not as highly thought of as where I worked. Because of this there was greater room for advancement. She was selected to be on the school leadership team. This meant less face-to-face teaching and more meetings out of school hours.
It also meant a higher wage but as we maintained separate accounts for our pay to go into I didn’t see much of it. This was another of those little cracks that I ignored.
Her leadership role also meant that she would be away overnight for various reasons. She might be visiting another school, or attending a leadership workshop, or various professional development seminars that I never got to hear about. This was another crack I ignored. I assumed that these seminars were for members of leadership teams. That was what she told me anyway. I had no reason to disbelieve her. Funnily enough, none of the leadership from my school spent anywhere near the time out of the school that she did.
I was feeling especially vulnerable that winter. I had the flu and couldn’t shake it so my immune system was poor. I had the normal problems that teachers had, and one of my best students had gotten pregnant and had left. All of this happened in the same week. Then Jane came home and told me of a weeklong course she was going on the following week.
I challenged her on it. I asked her why she waited until the last minute to tell me she would be away. She didn’t explain. She just said that I was shitty with her because I wanted her there to look after me, and my ‘man-flu.’
I chose not to comment but it was becoming increasingly obvious that she was spending more and more time away at meetings and conferences and less time at home with me. She was also telling me with less time to prepare for it.
She was having weekly leadership team meetings at school. They had developed into meetings and dinner because they went so late. It was on one of these ‘meeting’ nights that my world came crashing down around me.
I had organised to go out with a colleague because I knew Jane would be late. We decided to go to a restaurant a fair way away from our school so we could talk shop without being recognised or interrupted.
The Golden Hind Hotel was relatively new and its restaurant had already garnered a great reputation. We had a pleasant meal and an interesting professional discussion. We paid, left a tip and said goodbye. I decided to go into the bar next door as I knew Jane would not be home for a while yet.
I got a drink and sat with my back to the wall in a corner of the bar, next to a bank of booths, where I could see the whole room. I liked ‘people watching’ and bars were my favourite places to do it. This one seemed to have some sort of convention happening, as there seemed to be groups of single men and not many women.
I had been there for about ten minutes when a couple came in. He was huge, probably 6’5′ and very broad across the shoulders. He was wearing black pants and shirt and looked like an archetypal movie villain. The way he led his date by the hand showed everyone that he was in charge.
She was wearing impossibly high heels, black with stiletto heels. She wore them well, though, obviously well practiced. Her black dress hardly covered her bum. I didn’t see a front view but the side view showed more of her breast than I expected. I idly wondered what she had on underneath and speculated that it was probably nothing. The cut of the dress certainly didn’t allow for bra or knickers.
Her wavy blond hair cascaded down past her shoulders. Her build made her look a little like Jane but the hair, while the right colour, was all wrong. Jane’s blond hair was straight and
she didn’t own a dress like that, or shoes. While she could have been the same height as my wife it was impossible to tell because of her heels. She certainly had the same build.
He went straight to the bar and she went to the toilet. He sat in the booth next to me and she joined him there.
‘Hey babe, got a question for you. Are you pregnant yet?’
‘I don’t know, Doug. I don’t think so.’
‘Well, we can try again tonight before you need to go home to your husband.’
‘I look forward to it.’
What a conversation I was hearing. This woman was obviously playing around cheating on her husband and hoping to get pregnant by her boyfriend. What a bitch!
‘Next week while you’re on your ‘course’ we can make sure of it.’
‘I should be right in the middle of my most fertile time next week. I’m glad we planned for the ‘course’ to be next week.’
So, she was going to be with the boyfriend while the husband thought she was on a course of some sort. You’d think that I would have some concerns by now but I was oblivious. Just because she had a vague resemblance to my wife and was going away next week didn’t mean anything to me just yet.
He spoke again. ‘So when are you leaving your husband and marrying me, babe?’
‘Doug, I’m not going to marry you. You know we nearly killed each other when we lived together during College. It’s much better this way. I’m married to a sweet, docile, incredibly dumb man, who lets me go to every ‘course’ I can make up. I get to spend every Thursday with you as well as an over-nighter every month or so. And we get together for a week every so often for the great sex you give me. As well as that he is a built in babysitter and he will look after us financially. You can’t ask for much more than that.’
‘You know it, babe. And the sex is pretty good.’
‘And I think my leadership team at school will add in another evening meeting every week too.’
‘Great. Does he suspect anything?’
‘No, he hasn’t got a clue. When I caught up with him after College I convinced him that you were bad news and that you didn’t know where I was. Little did he know that you live here and work at this great hotel. Thank God we don’t have to pay for our room. We’ve saved a fortune over the last few years haven’t we?’
‘It would have been worth it though, babe. You are worth every penny we would have paid. Let’s go back to the room and try to make a baby.’
‘As soon as I finish my drink, sugar.’
The conversation had taken a turn for the worse from my perspective. They had pretty much described the time my wife had off work exactly. Every Thursday evening, overnight each month and a weeklong course twice a semester or so.
I froze as I heard all of this. Surely Jane wouldn’t be cheating on me? Surely I would know if she was? The couple left their booth. As they walked away I looked closely at the woman. It might have been Jane but I couldn’t be sure.
I left the bar and drove home in a daze. What was I going to do now? As I drove I decided that I would find out a little about this course Jane was going on and check it out.
I was asleep when she got home. This was happening more and more as she got later and later each Thursday. The next day I asked her where her course was being held. She named a town a few miles away.
‘School leadership?’ I asked.
‘Yeah, the school is introducing a new management system and we need to be up to scratch before we present it to the rest of the staff. Don’t forget I leave Sunday afternoon and will be home on Friday night.’
‘I won’t. But I’ll miss you.’
‘I’ll miss you too dear.’
Throughout the whole conversation there was no eye contact from Jane. It was as if she was hiding something. I decided then and there that I would go to the Golden Hind that Sunday afternoon and just see if she turned up there.
That day at school I made a few discreet enquiries about this course and a new school management system. Noone could tell me anything about it. Usually I would think this was okay. Just because someone was doing a course was no reason for anyone from my school to know anything about it. Especially a new system. We had our systems going really well so wouldn’t necessarily send anyone to a course like this.
Saturday was uneventful. I asked Jane what time she had to leave the next day and she told me about three o’clock. I told her that I had organised to see a colleague at two to go over some student data. She had no comment.
At two o’clock on the Sunday I kissed my wife goodbye and drove to the Golden Hind. I parked on a back street and went into the bar. I bought a drink and sat where I could see reception. I nursed my drink and wondered what the hell I was doing.
At about ten to three the same tall, dark man I had seen the previous Thursday came in with a suitcase. He went straight to reception, left an envelope, picked up a key and went to the elevator.
I was actually scared now. My heart was beating like a drum and my hands were shaking. Then it happened. At about five past three my beautiful wife walked into reception. She went to the desk, received an envelope and a key and went straight to the elevator.
My world had fallen apart. I slumped in my seat and tears began rolling down my face. Somehow I got up and walked to my car. I drove home and thought about what to do. Recalling the conversation last Thursday I realised that she had probably been cheating on me all the way through our marriage.
I couldn’t understand why she would do this. How can she marry someone but continue on with her affair? The more I thought about it, the more I realised I didn’t care.
The next day I spoke to my principal. I told her that I was resigning and asked if I could leave straight away. I had enough leave to do so, and that’s what I did. I spent the rest of the week organising my finances and seeing a lawyer. I was told that adultery was hard to prove but if she fell pregnant we could use the baby’s DNA.
I decided to have her served as soon as she got home on the Friday. I didn’t want to be there so I left. I was going somewhere far enough away that I would never have to see her again.
Sure enough she was served that Friday. The phone calls began at about five o’clock. I let every one of them go to voice mail. I checked in with my lawyer the following week. I was told she was contesting it. I was happy for them to do nothing for nine months.
It turned out that she did fall pregnant. Nine months later my lawyer contacted me with the news that she had given birth. I told him to start proceedings again, this time using adultery. She contested it and had a counter suit against me for abandonment.
The lawyers made various noises until mine insisted on a DNA sample from the child. He argued that it would settle both issues in one. If I was the father she could get the abandonment judgement. If not I would get her on adultery.
Of course she fought against it until we got a judgement forcing her to get it. And yes, I wasn’t the father. So now I got my lawyer to hit her with everything they had. I got a 70-30 split of all assets we had at the time of the split. I also got alimony because she had a well-paid job but I was unemployed.
It turned out that she and Doug really couldn’t live together without hurting each other. A neighbour, who called the cops, witnessed Doug beating her. He was arrested and even without her testimony he was convicted and served time.
Jane lost her job because of all of the lies and deceitful behaviour she had shown. Apparently she had convinced them that she needed time off on Thursdays to look after her sick mother. She also needed family leave of a week every three months or so. She took days off together without doctor’s certificates as well.
Some people ask me why I never confronted her. I often ask myself the same question. Once I realised the extent of he
r deceit I realised that she would lie and cheat her way back into my life. I wasn’t prepared for that to happen so I simply ignored her. I don’t regret it because I know a confrontation would have been ugly and wouldn’t have helped either of us.
So there she was, the former love of my life, living alone with a baby. She was divorced and the father of her child was in prison. She had lost her job but still had to pay alimony. And I felt absolutely no sympathy for her at all. She made her bed and now she had to lie in it. She showed me the ultimate betrayal but, as the old saying goes, cheats never prosper.
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CheatingShe knew she was making a mistake, that the road she was about to go down would lead only to shame, regret and the end of her innocence. But thoughts like these are logical and logic is the first thing abandoned when your urges take over, when your blood runs hot and desire takes over. She gasped as his lips found her neck, his exploration of her body becoming more urgent. Warm sensations flooded her mind as he sampled her, breathing in her scent and tasting her need. His hand grasped the zip...
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NOTE: To keep things relatively realistic, I sometimes use terms that are common to the photographic and arts industry but may not be understood by others. In this story I use, “TFP.” The literal translations is; “Time For Prints.” Now days, of course, we rarely make prints anymore, we make digital images but the term has stayed the same. It means exchanging services with others in the trade. If a model wants to update her portfolio with a certain look or revise it with new pics, she can call...
As soon as she woke up in the morning, she found that she could reflect on the previous night's activities with a clear head. Yes, Meg had broken her trust, but she decided that she wasn't going to let it bother her. Meg had obviously been sorry about what she had done, and that was the important thing. Lissa might have been angrier if it weren't for the fact that she had been touched by a woman like that before. If she had had no prior experience of this kind, it might have been...
It had been a hectic day and everything that could go wrong for Amy did, just when things couldn’t feel any worse the phone rang and startled her out of her deep thoughts of Brad, the man she always felt was the one until she came home early and found him in bed with her best friend. She suddenly felt sick in the pit of her stomach as her thoughts went back to that dreaded day and quickly forgot the phone ringing. She remembered that day like it was yesterday, it was their two year anniversary...
Group SexThe the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
Ultimate Spider Woman: Loss and Grief Foreword Jessica Drew AKA Spider Woman is a clone of Peter Parker, Ultimate Spider-Man (USM) of Earth 1610. If you can access them I recommend you check out the the Clone Saga (USM #97-#105) and Ultimatum (USM #129-# 133), Ultimate Doomsday Trilogy (mystery, enemy and doom). Maybe also Miles Morales Spider Man and the All New Ultimates. Ths story includes snippets from USM comics to keep continuity with references to relevant comics as...
Sitting at the telecom station in the Center, Murph rolled in his chair, kicking his feet up on the desk. He hated waiting for others, it was a waste of his time. CGB leaned against a brick wall to his left, his bulky arms crossed as he bounced a tennis ball against the floor impatiently. “These fucks do this shit on purpose,” CGB sneered, walking over to his chair. Finally, after waiting almost ten minutes for a thirty second conversation, the red light flashed on the monitor, advising that...
Ken jerked his head around to the main tactical screen. "To all ships! Red alert! All hands man your battlestations!" Ken ordered. He turned and walked quickly to the main CIC panel. He looked at the hyper wake coming in. "Estimated time of arrival?" "Six minutes, Sir," replied the sensor officer. "Stack us up. I want a full broadside of weapons to bear on the targets. Launch all fighters." "Yes, Sir! Launching all fighters, stacking the ships." "Dispatch the rest of...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
The Ultimate Package By Mister Double-U Bill drove up to the shopping center, hoping that no one saw him. He walked briskly into the 'Fetish Boutique' and tried to look casual. He strolled past the bondage equipment and lacy teddies and stopped in front of the 'Transformation' section. He was looking at various items, when a voice startled him. "Can I help you with something, sir?" she asked. Bill nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned to look at her. She...
"The Ultimate Bride" Timmy felt the stiff white satin corset tighten and then shape himself to its feminine shape as Gladys pulled and worked the white silk laces through the stainless steel eyelets at the back of the gleaming white satin corset, the zipping of the material and the creaking of the tight stays echoing through the feminine boudoir of a bedroom. He was completely fitted in bridal white foundations, lingerie and stockings complete with the six inch heeled white oxford...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesI always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....
Amateur Porn SitesI gingerly turned my head from side to side looking for the discarded clothes of last night and fighting the urge to be ill. My skimpy red outfit was missing. There was nothing in the closet or small dresser. I could feel panic creeping into me and I steadied myself on a wall to keep from falling. I wobbled back over to the bed and lay down on it trying to devise a plan and to sort through the jumble of emotions, memories, and ill fitting puzzle pieces. I felt completely foolish as I...
(TG) Transitions Part 3 The Betrayal By Colleen Shepherd Chapter 13 School Daze I arrived at school and went to my assigned home room. As the class filled with other students I could feel the eyes of some of the other students on me. I knew that no one knew who I was so I had to assume they were checking out the new girl, no doubt they were wondering who I was. The teacher took attendance by calling out everyone's name. When she got to mine the whole class looked at...
BETRAYAL Pulling into the Safeway parking lot, I could barely contain my excitement. It was Friday morning and the start of a long weekend of camping and partying. As I entered the store I made my way to the liquor section and grabbed two large bottles of Patrone tequila and two large bottles of Crown Royal. Several bags of ice, some sodas and several gallons of bottled water rounded out my purchases. As I arrive in our drive way...
Hello all, please read the last part before proceeding with this story about the betrayal. Madhan pumped me and left horny. Mukesh had fucked around 5 times, but still, I was not satisfied. I felt incomplete, and I wanted hardcore drilling to satisfy my lust. Madhan’s dick was in my mind, and I remembered moments with him, especially ass fuck. He fucked me for a long time. His stamina is so far better than Mukesh. Madhan’s pussy licking was amazing. He kissed, licked, and sucked my pussy at a...
Chapter 1 as told by Bill Williams Greg Benjamin and I have known each other since fourth grade. We lived across the street from each other for almost eleven years when we were kids. We had been best buddies for almost all of that time. That’s why I can’t believe what he has done to my wife and I don’t even know why! It was last Saturday I had come home early from my golf game because it rained us out on the fifteenth hole. We could have waited the shower out but Greg wasn’t there because he...
"Don't hit me. Please, for God's sake don't hit me," Jerry Smith begged. The man Jerry was pleading with was Ben Stillman, known as Big Ben on the street. The nickname was due to Ben's size, he was 6' 6. If he'd had been shorter, he would have been called stocky; he weighed 270. Instead, he was considered muscular and not someone to mess with. Ben was holding Jerry off the ground with one of his big hands around the neck because his boss, Moe Farrell, had ordered him to collect the...
It only took a few minutes to walk to the edge of the Fount. Bright energy-laden Ether spurted up like water under high pressure from the rift in the ground in front of him. Jake saw what the others could not: the rift between the planes was only about a eighteen inches across, but the stream was nearly quarter of a mile across itself, and shot nearly ten times as high. Jake marveled at the care that must have gone into constructing such a well of power in the mortal plane. Brent had...