After returning from the Canfield's, bidding goodbye to Jason and Michelle as they returned to school, Mary asked Tom what he wanted to do. She did a half turn toward the kitchen and he pinched her on the butt. "Hey!?!" she squealed, grabbed her butt and spun around to face him, "Tom!?!" He had never done anything like that to her, before.

Tom smiled big, then said, "Get that lovely ass of yours upstairs. I wanta mess around with you, stick my shaft up your love tunnel..." He stepped toward her and continued, "I'm gonna fuck the krap outta you tonight, Mary. I'm gonna fuck you before anybody else does. Then, I'm gonna make you immune, just like Ted did Chris..."

Mary turned and started moving toward the stairs. Just before she reached the first stair, he pinch her on the other buttock. She squealed again, grabbed her ass and spin around to face him, "Tommieee!! What has gotten into you?!?"

"I told you what I wanted to do, my love and you are just moving to slow."

Mary ran up the stairs and down the hall to their bedroom, followed closely by Tom. They rolled onto the bed together and he began tickling her where he knew she was the most ticklish. Giggling and laughing to tears, she squealed "Tommieee, stop that, pleeease. Oh stop ple...Oh Tommie!!"

Tom pinned his wife down on the bed, "I love you Mary, more than I can find the words to tell you."

"I love you to Tom and I will until I die."

"Oh my sweet Mary, I could not bear to lose you. But, I don't know if I could do to you what Ted did to bring back Chris... We just can't risk it... Let's get naked, then I'm gonna do things to your body that I've never done before. Annd, you are gonna do things to me that you've never done before." As they rose from the bed and began stripping, he asked, "Mary? How's our sex life?"

"Alright, I guess... I ah... Well, maybe we could do it more often. An', ah... Ummm, we've used the same position since we've been married. Ya know, me on the bottom, you on top... But, Tommie... I love you..." she said in almost a whisper, now standing before her husband, nude.

Now naked himself, Tom took his wife in his arms and pulled her close, "Alright isn't good enough any more, Mary. That's about all I can say about it. And Mary my love, that's about all Ted and Chris could say about their sex life last May. That's just not good enough. We both gotta find our sex life satisfying in its frequency and intensity. Its gotta radiate the desire we have for one another. After I've fucked the Krap outta you, I'm gonna take full possession of your mind and body. I already share your heart with our God..."

Mary smiled softly, "I've never heard you use that word before." She kissed him and said ever so softly, "Are you gonna put that gold band on my finger like Chris has?"

"It's the only word that describes what I'm gonna do to you, tonight. Then tomorrow, I'll take morning off and get you banded as mine. We could pass on the tattoo right now, if you don't want it..."

Mary ran her fingers down her husband's cheeks and neck, "OK, my love. Do whatever you want to me, take everything you want ... I know that whatever you do to me, it's because you love me" She kissed him, then purred, "I'll take the branding, too... If you want..."

Tom drew her even closer, "The world's based on sex and money now days, babe. So, OK. Ted gave me the addresses of both the jeweler and the tattoo shop where he took Chris. Ya know? I might just get a band for my right hand just to remind myself of my commitment to you."

Mary sat up in the bed smiled and purred, "OK husband, if that's what you want, then fuck me... Fuck me hard and good. Take full possession of everything you want of me." She had never used the word "fuck" before, it just was not in her vocabulary. But, she was becoming very excited by the way her husband was talking and acting. So, fuck her, he did.

Tom shoved a doubled pillow under Mary's hips, as Ted had instructed. Then he went on to hammer her into the wildest orgasm she had ever experienced. He then rolled them over and with her on top, a new position for them, he told her, "Ride that shaft, cowgirl. Ride it for all it's worth." After a few minutes of bouncing up and down on his a little larger than average cock, Mary squealed, "Oh yeah, Tommie. That's so good. Oh yeah, Oh, Oh, here it comes again. Ohhh yessss, Tommieee!" As she went into her orgasm, so did he. Another first for the Struthers. She rolled off to his side and they lay quietly for a few minutes. Recovering from the best sex of their marriage.

Still breathing hard, she asked, "What's next?"

Tom said, "Go clean yourself, then come and clean me . I'm gonna show you how to get it up and we'll do it again." When she returned, he was sitting on the edge of the bed. He motioned with his finger for her to come and get on her knees before him. When she was in place, he ordered her, "Clean it up, then suck it up!"

Cleaning his limp cock, she looked up at him, wide eyed, "Tommie, I..I , you know that I've, well, I've never done that to you before... Or, anybody for that matter. I can't... I don't know how."

Tom smiled at his wife, knelling before him, "I know, but you're gonna do it tonight and for now on. I've never licked your pussy, either, But after you suck it up, I'm gonna get down there and work that pussy real good..."

When Mary had Tom sucked up hard and ready, he slipped his hands under her arms and lift her up. He laid her on the bed on her back, spreading her legs as far as he could. Then pushed her knees up even with her breasts. Never having done this before, He began licking her pussy everywhere until he arrived at the top and the growing lump. As soon as his tongue made contact with her clit, he heard her making sounds that he never heard from his wife as she pushed her pussy against his mouth. Her body writhed, she cried out and squealed in delight from what her husband was doing to her pussy. Mary grabbed handfuls of Tom's hair and pulled him in even tighter into her. He added two fingers, working each side of her pussy as his tongue worked the top. She screamed, "Tommieee! Oh, Oh, Ohhhh, here it comes. Oh so good. Oh, Tommie that feels so good."

Both Tom and Mary were from homes that taught that oral sex was dirty and perverted. So, they never tried it. Tonight, they both found that it was fantastic foreplay and just knew that they would get better at it with practice.

Tom rose up from Mary's pussy, grabbed the pillow and returned it to its proper position. He then thrust his cock into her, balls slapping her ass. She squealed and moaned, again making sounds he never heard from his wife. Not quite a "D" cup, Mary was never a large breasted woman. 34B when he married her, they were now a forty year old mother's breasts. Just enough for her husband to get a firm grip on one. As he continued to slam himself deep into her, he wrapped his left arm around her right leg and slipped his left hand under her neck. Taking a grip on her left shoulder. He then wrapped his right arm around her left leg and gripped her left breast with his right hand. Tom held her firmly in place while he pounded her pussy with fast, deep penetrating motion. Mary continued to make sounds he had never heard from her and was rocking her body up to meet his strokes. Like Christine Canfield, she was usually a quiet orgasmic and some times she didn't even get it off before he finished. However, tonight was not the usual Struthers' sex action. She whispered, "Yess Tom, fuck me, fuck your woman." and a few seconds later she went into a screaming orgasm. He finished a few minutes later. They lay facing each other, fingers roaming over each other's bodies. After about ten minutes, he said, "Let's do it again."

Mary lay there looking at him thinking, "We've never done it twice in one evening, let alone three times..."

The third time Tom started them in the "doggie" position, another first for them. After several minutes of long, hard strokes, Tom pulled out and leaned against the head board. Then he told Mary to mount his cock and showed her how to take a Tantric sex position. Impaled upon his cock, her feet together behind him, hands grasping his shoulders, she felt one with her husband. He took a grip on each breast and, using the words Ted gave him, he slipped her into deep hypnotism. Tom then passworded her so that no one could ever hypnotize her again and he would have easy access. He then went on to take possession of her body and mind, knowing that he already shared her heart with their God. As Ted did with Christine, Tom established two way communication between them. He fully intended to take every precaution he could to prevent Mary from falling into any trap similar to what caught Christine.

After Tom and Mary had taken a shower together, they went to bed. She cuddled up close to him, lay her head on his chest and drifted off to sleep. Tom was still wide awake, thinking, "Tonight I took full possession, made my wife a cock sucker and found that her pussy tastes great. Next, I get it up her ass. Then I will definitely have it all. Nobody else will ever have a chance with her. My wife, my only lover."

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A few minutes before ten, Monday morning found Ted and Christine Canfield, hand in hand, entering the high school administration building. Christine hoped that very few of the office staff would be present. They were all there and she was surprised at how many smiled then greeted her and Ted. Still, she was relieved when they were immediately ushered into the principal's office. Before she sat down, Christine handed Don Gibbs, the principal, her resignation and a copy of the letter to the state. After they were all seated, Don leaned back in his chair and read the letter of resignation. Then he read the letter to the state. He laid both letters on his desk and asked, "Did you mail the letter to the state, yet?"

Ted answered him, "No Don, I have right here, stamped and ready to go."

Don leaned forward in his chair, "Jason Struthers said he never let you have sex with any student under eighteen years old. That's one of the big items here. I guess the parents and the school district will be filing the charges. There's a question about where the alcohol came from. Most everything's starting to point to Nicole Williams and Darren James. So, why don't you let me have that letter to the state. I'll hold it until we get things sorted out here."

A contrite Christine mentioned, "Brian Cunningham seemed to be behind it all. Then, they told me that the alcohol came from the James' liquor cabinet. That's where we went most of the time. It's where I got hooked into it."

Don said, "I think we will know a whole lot more by the end of this week. So, why don't we just wait and see. The thing is Chris, we all know that you are the most well liked teacher on this campus. I mean Chris, they all love you around here. But I do agree with you Ted, I don't think it would be appropriate to allow Chris back into the classroom, right now, anyway."

As Christine sat there in the principal's office, she could not help but think that things were happening fast, almost too fast. Last week she was a classroom teacher, wife, mother that was involved in sex with students. Then, Friday night she found herself offered up to a fraternity for unprotected, bareback sex. Her husband got there first and put her through twenty four hours of sexual hell doing what he called, "fucking the slut out of her." All during the ordeal, he called her a slut, whore and bitch. Treating her like a bitch in heat, to include a dog collar and leash. Then he informed her that at thirty eight years old, he had knocked her up higher than a kite. That since she was at the top of her menstrual cycle, like any bitch, she would most likely have a litter. At least two, maybe more. She felt she could not be brought much lower until her husband, with her nude, on her hands and knees, collar and leash in place, made her heel before six eighteen and nineteen year old boys. Three of which had seen her nude, but not brought to such a low point and treated so poorly. Now she found herself resigning her teaching position and prepared to give up her credentials. The cost of anything she might have derived from her sexual escapades of the last five months was already way to high. Maybe it was not too high for Nicole Williams. But, it certainly was for Christine Canfield. Nicole Williams might not mind being called a slut, whore and/or bitch, but Christine Canfield most certainly did.

The Canfield's rode home in silence, with Christine thinking, "I enjoyed teaching, I love my husband and children. Why, Oh why did I get involved with them. What drew me to go when called."

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As Ted held the door open for his wife to enter their car in the high school parking lot, Mary Struthers dropped her pants and panties and prepared to accept the tattooed "branding" on her right hip/buttock area . She gazed down at the fingers of both her hands spread out on the bench. On her left hand were the wedding rings that had been there for twenty four years. On her right hand was the gold band that Tom had installed that very morning. A band of possession, it was there to remind her of what was being tattooed on her hip.

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Ted had taken off the whole day. So, when they returned home, as he hung up their coats in the entry closet, Christine said softly, "Fuck me, master, fuck me hard. My pussy can handle more hard fucking and I really deserve it. Ram that big thing up my ass, if you want, too. Oh m'lord, I have really messed things up. This dumb ass slut needs more fucking, hard fucking. Maybe, even another spanking."

He drew her close to him and whispered, "Chrissy, you're not a dumb ass slut anymore." Then he took her by the hand and led her upstairs to their bedroom. In a stern tone, he commanded her, "Peel off those clothes!"

Unbuttoning her blouse, she responded in a submissive posture, "Yes, m'lord."

With their clothes off, he pushed her backward, onto the bed, placing a doubled pillow under her hips. Running his fingers over her pussy lips, he realized that his wife was wet, hot and really to be fucked. He pushed her legs as far apart as he could and before he attacked her pussy with his tongue, he said in a harsh whisper, "If there's any slut left in you, she belongs to me, my personal slut. And, yah know what, woman? I kinda like her."

Christine smiled and laid back, "OK master, fuck your personal slut, like only you can."

With that Ted slammed himself balls deep into her and whispered in her ear, "Maybe you do need some more hard fucking by your master." He then went on to pound his wife almost as hard as he did Friday night. After about ten minutes of hard, long, fast strokes and a wild orgasm for her, he rolled them over, "OK woman, it's time for you to do some of the work, here." He grabbed her hips and helped her bounce up and down the full length of his cock. He enjoyed watching her "D" cup mother's tits shake around on her chest.

A usually quiet orgasmic, Christine squealed and moaned, then screamed, "Yes m'lord, fuck me, yesss, yesss, fuck that pussy. Fuck it hard and deep. Ohhh yessss master, fuck your woman." He exploded in her and she clasped on his chest. After they had both caught their breath, she looked up at him and purred, "I need more of that, m'lord. I've been a very naughty little girl. Maybe, you should ram that monster up my ass." With that, she slid down and sucked him up, ready for more action.

"Damn, you're a fantastic cock sucker," Ted exclaimed as he again rammed his oversized cock deep into her pregnant womb. After about five minutes of full length strokes, he rolled her over on her stomach. He then drew her hips up, bringing her ass up into position to fuck. "Wait right there!" he commanded.

"Oh my gawd, he's actually gonna fuck me in the ass." she thought, "He so much bigger than the boys, it will most certainly hurt a whole bunch." But, Christine remained in position as he commanded, her ass up and her head resting on her hands.

Ted returned with the Vaseline and as he worked two fingers into her ass he said, "Those boys opened you up. Now, let's see if you can handle your masters cock up that well formed ass." With that he rammed his almost three inch wide cock into her ass about two inches passed the head.

Christine screamed as loud as she could, "Oooww, it hurts, ooowww. Ted, it hurts so bad... Ooow, take it out, pleeease. Oh master, it hurts Ahhhhh... Pleeeease take it out...it hurrrts!! Oh master it hurts so bad, ahhhh m'lord, take it out, pleeease!!!"

Ted pulled out with a "pop" sound. She rolled over onto her back. Still on his knees in the bed, he looked her over, "I'm not going to hurt your anymore over this, Christine. I can't bear to hear you scream, anymore."

Eyes still glistening from the tears, she gave him that little smile he fell in love with the instant they met. She purred, "Thank you, m'lord, teddy bear."

Ted ran his fingers of one hand over her body, then in a loving tone, "Chris? I would not be the man I am today if you had not been here with me all along the way. But listen to me carefully, because I am only going to say this once. If you ever let any man or boy get passed a hand shake again, I will take you some place where no one can hear you scream and ram my cock balls deep up your ass.. And Chris, if you get anymore blackmail attempts, you will bring them to me, immediately. That clear enough?"

"Yes m'lord, master, it will never happen again. It is just that , Oh m'lord, my husband... I have just given up my teaching position an' I love to teach. I hurt so many people, especially you. An', an' Oh m'lord, our income is cut in half... I don't know if my family will ever forgive me... I don't know, maybe I deserve another spanking. Oh m'lord, my husband please forgive me, pleease..."

The tone of her voice and the look in her eyes told him that she was a humbled woman. She had nothing else to surrender and made it clear that she would take more punishment, if he thought it was needed. For the first time in the ordeal, she had ask her husband directly to forgive her. He had learned a lot about forgiveness the day before. So, he gently ran his fingers through her hair and lovingly said, "Yes Chrissy, I forgive you. Your dad and I will fix it with your family. As for the income... Don't worry about that right now. What I want you to do is this... Go get something to clean me. Then suck it back up and we will make love to each other like we've never done it before."

Christine rose up onto her knees on the bed next to him and submissively purred, "I love you m'lord, husband... I will never ever do anything to hurt you again. Thank you m'lord for loving me and doing what it took to bring me back into your loving arms. I am all yours..., until the day I die. Only you passed a hand shake, including up that nice ass as you call it, it is all yours." No matter how often she told him that she loved him, that he was the only one allowed in her anywhere, he still enjoyed hearing it.

Ted lay on his back with his hands behind his head, "I love you too, Chrissy and I will until I die. You are worth much more to me than all the effort I put out to reclaim you."

She smiled, gave his cock a squeeze and purred, "I'll be right back."

After they had pleasured each other into complete orgasms in several positions, he rolled off her with one leg over her hips and one hand gripping one of her tits, he said, "Listen to me carefully, Chris. From this time on, we will either go out to dinner or have it here on Friday or Saturday nights. We will share with each other everything that happened in the week before, everything, Okeh? You are my best friend, Chris and I am yours. We will share everything that happens. This will be the time to discuss anything that doesn't seem right or is at all bothering either of us."
"Yes m'lord. Let's begin this week..."

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Five O'clock Wednesday afternoon found Ted in California and Christine hosting a ad hoc committee to generate enough support to keep the Canfield's at the high school. The group consisted of Donna, Don Gibbs, Tom and Mary, and Amy, Ted and Christine's daughter. They decided to on a strategy to place Donna and Christine's plan into action. It was a plan to get all the students, teachers and staff to sign a petition asking Ted to stay and pledging support for the basketball team all the way to the way to the state championship. It was decided that Don would call an assembly in the gym Thursday morning to kick off the petition drive. Tom turned to Christine and said, "Chris, you should present the plan to the students and staff."

Christine's response was quick, "Oh no, not me. No, no, no, no! I couldn't do that, I can't face them. Not now, maybe later, much later. No, not now, not after what I have done..."

Amy injected, "Mom? They already miss you and would like to see you back on campus. They love you and dad, too. They'll all sign if you ask them. They love you mom, you gotta be the one to ask them to sign the petition."

Don added, "Chris, I've received quite a bit of phone calls, letters and emails over this issue and they are mostly in your favor and nobody wants the Canfield's to move way. Amy and Tom are right, you are the one to get this project going. Use it as an opportunity to apologize, ask their forgiveness."

Donna added, "You can do this Chris. We know you can and you know you can. Remember how you handled Brian's call on Sunday." She reached over and touched Christine wrist, "You can do it, Christine."

Mary in her soft gentle manner said, "We'll be there with you, Chris."

Christine shook her head, "I don't know, Ted said I was to stay home until he got back."

Don consoled her with, "We'll cover for you with Ted."

Thursday Morning

Christine, Mary and Donna stood next to a portable platform that had been assembled in the middle of the gym floor. Christine was wearing one of her "teacher's" dresses. Hemline eight inches below her knees, short sleeves, lapels, showing no cleavage. She turned to Mary and Donna, "You guys, I can't do this...They, ah... I let them down. Everything I ever held up to them as good, I've trampled. They, ahm, they don't wanta hear from me, now. Ted was right, I should have stayed home."

Donna wrapped her arms around Christine, "Yes they do want to hear from you Chris. Yes they do.." Knowing what the students had planned, she said, "Just wait and see."

When the gym was full, Don stepped up onto the platform, picked up the microphone and said "Good morning."

The crowd roared back, "Good morning, Mister Gibbs."

Don continued, "I have brought you all here this morning because we have a big problem here. Our head basketball coach, Ted Canfield is in California meeting with a Junior College, talking about leaving us. He thinks that due to this problem with his wife and Missus Williams, he doesn't have the support to take a team to the state championships. Do you want the Canfield's to leave us?"

The crowd responded with a roar of, "No we don't, no we don't."

Don smiled and said, "I didn't think so. That being the case, I have brought here today our local expert on Coach Canfield to explain our plan to keep him here, his wife Christine."

As Christine stepped up onto the platform, the cheer leaders burst in from the side doors, followed by the varsity basketball team, dribbling basketballs. The crowd was wildly clapping and cheering for Christine. Then the cheerleaders and players brought the crowd into a chant, "Missus Cee, Missus Cee, we still love you. Missus Cee, Missus Cee, we still love you." Christine walked toward Don and raised her arms. The crowd's roar grew louder. She lowered her arms and a hush descended over the gym.

Don handed the microphone to Christine. With tears running down her cheeks, she opened with "I love all of you, too. And, Oh how I love this school. But.., I went off and did something really stupid, just so stupid. I fell into one of life's traps every bit as bad as drugs or alcohol. I let you all down. Now, I paying a huge price. I was very fortunate that I have a loving husband who was not about to let me go. He reached into the deep dark pit that I was digging for myself and yanked me out of it."

The crowd screamed "Yeah, Coach Canfield."

When they had settled down again, Christine continued, "But, like I said before, I am paying a big price for my actions. As well I should, as very well I should. Let me tell you one thing right now, the price I am paying is way beyond anything I imagined it would be. Isn't that the way it always works. So, I have to say to all of you right now... I am so very sorry for what I have done to you and this great school. I have let all of you down and I am so profoundly sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I am so very sorry..."

The cheer leaders led another chant, "We forgive you Missus Cee, and we still love you..."

Bradley Dornan, a history and civics teacher strolled into the gym to join another group of teachers near the gym door, "How's it going?" Brad was a large well strung man who had played defensive line in high school and college football.

Corrine Mathers, a math teacher, answered him, "Oh, she's saying she's sorry and look at them... They're buying it hook line and sinker." Corrine was not much of a looker. At 31 years old, she had never been married and personified the image of an old maid school teacher. Five foot tall, she was flat chested and had a boyish figure. However, those close to her, like Brad, knew her as one hot fucking and sucking machine. She was blessed with a tongue that, when it came in contact with a hot pussy, gave the woman one of the best orgasms of her life.

Another teacher in the group commented, "Chris should be in politics."

"Black queen, white queen, all B.S. That up there right now is the Teflon Queen." said an English teacher, Marilyn Winters. She continued, "I just know that none of this is going to stick to her. Look around us, they are eating up her apology like ice cream. Give it a few months and nobody will even remember that she was ever involved. It will be the Nicole Williams scandal."

"Yeah and they are going to do exactly what she's asking them to do." said Corrine, "I don't know if I would believe it if I didn't see it happening myself. I think you are very right Marilyn. Come September, I bet she could walk right back into the classroom like nothing ever happened."

Brad said, "I'm sure you're right, Corrine. But, I would still like to get my cock up inside that pussy after she sucked it up nice and hard. I hear her husband caught her doing that white queen bit and fucked the shit outta her right there at the frat house for two or three hours."

Marilyn added, "Yeah, then I hear he brought her home and fucked her some more."

Corrine, the unofficial leader of the group, turned to them, "Listen you guys, we gotta keep a low profile at least through the rest of the school year. This whole thing hits a little too close to home."

Brad asked, "We are going to have our after Thanksgiving fling, aren't we?"

Corrine answered, "Oh yeah, our head football coach takes off with four of his buddies for their annual hunting trip. So, his lovely wife is hosting it just like last year. It'll be held in their spacious basement, so it won't look like much is going on. All five wives will be there. We have about six couples and nine singles coming this year. It'll start at about ten on Friday and go through Sunday about four. There will be a whole lot of fucking, sucking and pussy eating going in that place. But, like I said, we have to do it quietly. Play it cool."

When the crowd settled down, Christine continued, "This school has already paid part of the price for my actions by the loss of me as a classroom teacher. I don't think you need to pay anymore. The loss of my husband as your basketball coach is way to much to pay." She paused while they clapped, ""So, here's what we are going to do. We want each one of you, students, teachers, staff to sign the scrolled petitions. Then we will present them to them to him at the airport tomorrow. You can take the remaining half hour of this class period to sign the petitions. There is one for teachers and one for staff. Student petitions are broken up by the first letter of your last name. They will be here throughout the day so everybody can sign them." Christine raised one arm, "I love you all, I really do. And, thank you so very much, especially for your forgiveness." With that she handed the microphone back to Don. The cheerleaders led the crowd in another chant, "Missus Cee, Missus Cee, we love you, too."

Christine stepped off the platform, into the arms of Mary then Donna and said "I couldn't have done that without knowing you two were here backing me up. Along with my husband, you two are my best friends. I promise the both of you, if you ever fall into one of life's traps like I did, I will be there for you. I will forgive you and support you in your recovery as you have helped me. I promise you I will never forget..."

Friday morning at the airport.

As Ted made his way to the baggage claim area, he noticed five or six large yellow school buses in front of the building. Wondering what was going on, he continued to his flight's baggage claim area, thinking, "It was just a domestic flight. Why are there so many people at the baggage claim?" Then he spotted the blue and white uniforms of his school's band, cheerleaders and basketball team. They were surrounded by other students, some teachers and other adults. As he approached them, they spotted him. The band became alive and the cheerleaders stoked up the crowd. A banner went up, "Welcome home Coach Canfield. Home to stay, we hope!"

Ted allowed his carry-on bag to slip down to the floor. Looking at the spectacle in disbelief, he thought, "This has my wife, Donna and Mary written all over it. My daughter, like her mother, was most likely involved somewhere."

Don stepped out to meet Ted "What's this all about, Don?"

"Well Ted, Chris said that you didn't think you had the support you needed to take a team to a state championship. So, we came up with something that might just change your mind." Wrapping an arm around Ted's Shoulders, Don said, "Come on over here, Ted."

As the two men walked toward the petitions, Ted asked, "Who's idea was this?"

Don looked at Ted, "Who do you think?"

Ted smiled and said, "The three musketeers, Chris, Donna and Mary. I'd bet anything on it."

Don laughed, "Yep, it was Donna's idea, Chris gave it shape, then Mary gave it life and action. Amy was the student advisor. They got me involved more for consent than anything else. I talked to the superintendent. Her brother-in-law runs the airport. So, he got us in here."

"I'm not surprised about that Don. God, I love my wife. So? What do we have here?"

"Ted, we have scrolled petitions asking you to stay and pledging support for the basketball program. They are signed by purdy much the whole student body, all the teachers and staff. Even the staff at the district headquarters signed them."

Astonished, Ted ran his fingers through his hair, "You're kidding."

"No Ted, he's not." came a voice from behind them. It was Janice Harper, the superintendent, "I would say that you have ninety nine percent of the students and one hundred percent of the teachers and staff." she added holding out her hand for a handshake from Ted.

Five cheerleaders, with one end of a petition in their hand, walked out about fifty or sixty feet to show Ted the length of the petitions. Ted reached into his briefcase and pulled out the contract from the California college and handed it to Janice. After she looked it over, she handed it to Don, and said, "Well, Ted, we sure can't match that. But, I talked to the board. We are going to bring in two recent credentialed teachers. So, we can up your salary about 40%."

Don handed the contract back to Ted. He looked at it, then out at the crowd, "You know? That will have to do. I can't leave you guys." Then holding up the contract for the crowd to see, he tore it in half. The crowd went wild. Ted stepped out toward them and picked up a microphone, "OK, OK, I get the message. Let's go kick some basketball ass right up through the state championship!" The band started back up and the crowd roared.

As the event wound down, three people approached the coach, "Coach Canfield?" asked the only male of the three.

Ted turned to face them, "Yes... Oh, you're Mark James, Darren's father!"

"Yes coach, I am. This is my wife, Sonya, Darren's mother and this is my mother, Elizabeth."

Ted shook hands with them and said, "You can call me Ted."

"OK Ted." Mark continued, "We would like to take you and your lovely wife out to dinner tonight. We have a car here waiting and we could swing by and pick up Missus Canfield. It would appear that we have quite a bit too talk about...."

Ted looked at the three very well dressed people, then glanced out in front of the airport to see a waiting limo. "Yes Mark, we do have a lot to talk about. I'll call my wife so she'll be ready." As he brought uip Christine's cellphone number, Ted turned to Don, "Is Donna still here?"

"Yes, Ted, I'm sure she is, she said she was to drive you home." Replied Don.

As Christine's cellphone rang, Ted asked Don, "Could you bring her here, please?"

"Sure." Don replied, then turned to find Donna.

Christine answered, "Ted, m' lord, love of my life. Are you off the plane yet?"

"Oh yeah, went to baggage claim and guess what I found?"

Christine was laughing, "What was that, dear? They didn't loose your luggage, did they?"

"Nothing that mundane, Chris and you know it. It had your name, Mary and Donna's written all over it. Then I find out that you guys got Amy involved, too."

"Oh, what happened, m'lord?"

"Suffice to say my dear wife, we'll be staying here. We can talk more about it tonight. Anyway my love, the James family has asked us out to dinner, tonight. So, dress in something nice and we will be by to pick you up."

Christine said in a surprised almost astonished tone, "You mean Darren's parent's?"

"And grandmother." replied Ted.

"Oh, wow... Ummm, OK Ted. As long as you are there with me, I guess, Ahh... Ted? Things are moving a little fast for me here. Darren's parents, wow ah. They'll take us to a nice place, so I'll dress well. OK, m'lord teddy bear, I'll be ready, but I would rather hide in our bedroom. I do love you, m'lord." Christine hung up the phone feeling unprepared for anything like this. However, for a person who was usually in charge of things, she was unprepared for everything that happened since the previous Friday. With the exception of the event at the airport.

"I know you do, Chrissy and I love you, too." Ted said, then closed his cellphone. Turning around he found Donna standing right behind him. "Donna, my dear. The James family has invited Chris and I out to dinner, tonight. Ah, I'd like to talk to you about something Chris said you talked to her about. .. So, why don't you go on over to the house tonight and plan to spend the weekend?"

"OK Ted, I'll have the home fires burning when you and Chris get home, tonight."

"OK, good. And, Donna? Thank you for standing with Chris and I through this whole mess. I really don't know if I could have done it with out you."

"Thank you, Ted." Donna responded with an even greater sparkle in her eyes, "I love you both and I'm glad I could be there for you. I'll see you guys later tonight."

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"It makes a difference, I guess..." Ted thought as they were seated immediately in one of the best restaurants in town, "...When you show up in a limo with people who are known here." He turned to his wife and held out his arm so they could follow the others together. With Christine's arm in his, he said in a low tone, "You look beautiful tonight... just radiate elegance and I personally think you have more class than any other woman in this place."

Christine whispered her response, "Oh m'lord, thank you. But, aren't you spreading it in a little thick. Remember, I'm the slut wife you had to come and get at the frat house party just last Friday. The one that has been screwing a bunch o' boys for almost five months."

"I love you Chris and a that mess is getting further and further behind us. Soon, it won't matter anymore. You watch..." Ted whispered as they neared the table reserved for their party.

"Oh, I hope so m'lord teddy bear, I do hope so." she whispered as he pulled out a chair for her. As Christine sat down, her husband looked her over again. He was proud of his lady, his wife and was convinced that she was worth any cost of retrieval."

They were seated at a large six place table with the grandmother taking one of the end seats. The two couples sat on each side of the table. After drink orders were taken, Elizabeth opened the conversation with, "I want to start off tonight by extending our family's sincere apology for what my grandson, Mark and Sonya's eldest son has done to your family, especially you, Christine. However, I want to make it clear to both of you that Darren will come to each of you in the near future with his own apology and ask for your forgiveness. You must understand that Darren as the first born male is being groomed to take over our family and its assets, which are considerable. He is the heir apparent to take over for his father, my son Mark." She paused as drinks were served. When the servers had left the table, she resumed, "It is our family's tradition that the heir apparent attend this particular university for his bachelor's degree. Then on to a more prestigious school for his M.B.A. Last week we found that Darren, after two months in college was not even doing Cee work. So, we sent in the man that runs our company that does all of our investigations, back ground checks and what have you. Saturday morning he gave us a full report on what has been happening, including the frat party last Friday night."

Mark injected, "I was livid. All I could see was a possible fatal character flaw that could prevent Darren from becoming what my mother has described. Since Sunday, we have been assembling a team of twelve experts, headed by our man, John Haskins, who gave us the initial report."

Elizabeth added, "These people are the best money can buy in the areas of psychology, behavior science, P.R. and intelligence. One of their goals, Christine, will be to restore your good name, your integrity. There will be some scar tissue. However, first they will separate you from the whole issue. Then, you should see about ninety eight percent restoral." She paused to take a sip of wine, "We called Darren home on Saturday and now have him on a very short leash. He is out of the fraternity, staying home. Driving to and from school. We have tutors helping get his grades back up to where they belong. A four point oh student doing one point nine work. I cannot believe it."

Sonya leaned forward directly across the table, toward Christine, "When he got home Saturday, she physically kicked him in the ass. Not once, twice." she said holding up two fingers.

Elizabeth smiled, "You betcha I did. The dumb ass. I cannot believe he did what he did to you or any of those other women, especially you, Christine. Then we hear that he bragged about it."

Christine said, pointing a thumb at her husband, "That's right in there with him spanking me. Not that I didn't deserve it. I most certainly did."

Sonya sat back and smiled, "He spanked you?!?"

Christine chuckled, "Oh yeah, ten hard swats with that big ol' hand of his on my bare butt. It's been a week and my butt still aches."
Ted gave them a little grin.

Elizabeth leaned forward and toward Christine. Then in almost a whisper, "We hear he screwed the krap outta you too, last Friday night."

Christine smiled, and in a matter of fact tone, "Oh yeah. My dear husband, whom I love so very much, put me through almost twenty four hours of pure hell on earth. To use a word we have never used in our household before this happened, he fucked the slut right outta me. But, you know what? We're both feeling much better, now."

Elizabeth roared with laughter, Sonya gave Christine and Ted a big smile and Mark said, "Well, I'm glad the two of you are feeling better about this sordid affair." He leaned forward, "OK now, I'm going to tell you something that must stay between us here at this table and the members of our team. But, first let me say this, John came to the conclusion on Sunday that the master mind behind all of this is a student at the university named Brian Cunningham." The waiter came to take their order. When he had finished Mark continued, "Now, what I'm going to say must definitely stay between us., OK?" With an affirmative response from the others, Mark continued, "Monday, while Brian was in class, three members of our team entered his room. They took his computer, back up disks and hand written notes. They also found a hand written diary."

Ted sat back in his chair to absorb what he had just heard. Christine said, "That's got to be some interesting stuff."

"So far, very interesting," said Mark, "The team hasn't fully digested all of it yet. However, enough that we wanted to get together with the two of you and tell you what we have found. At this time it is very clear that this guy is no dummy. He carried a four point two grade average in high school and up to now he his maintained a four point oh in college. Also, we find that our Mister Cunningham got much of his general education requirements at the Junior college while he was in high school. So, now he might graduate with a bachelor's degree next June, after only three years at the university."

Christine injected, "He was valedictorian of his high school class. One thing he used quite often was that we were all above reproach. Sports stars that carried high grade point averages like Darren. Or myself, a well thought of teacher who's husband is a winning coach. He kept telling us that if we did get caught nothing much would happen. He didn't know my husband..."

"Yes you are right there. He mentions that premise quite a bit in his notes.." said Mark, "He wrote that to him this was all a series of psychological and behavioral experiments using real people who had a lot to lose."

Christine shook her head side to side, "I should have seen through it all. I was the one that should have said to at least to Jason, 'let's get outta here and never come back.' Wow, you know, I've had mixed feelings about it all. I've been made to feel like a whore, slut and bitch because I acted like one. Then I've laid awake at night thinking that I also felt like a damsel in distress that was rescued by my husband, my white knight on his white stead. He came and snatched me away from the evil villain." That drew smiles from both Elizabeth and Sonya. Christine continued, "But, from what you have said, Mark and what I know already, well.., now I can't help but feel like a lab rat. If he doesn't already, I'll bet Darren will feel that way too, soon enough."

Elizabeth spoke up, "Oh, I'm sure he will, like I said before, we have him on a short leash. I'm sure that very realization has come to him. Then, very shortly, he will feel very much like a caged lab animal of some sort. Anyhow, during the later part of next week you two will be contacted to set up a meeting with three members of our team. At that time they will go over every thing we know. Annd Christine, they will be able to tell you exactly how you were sucked into the whole thing and why you didn't do anything about it." She sat back in her chair and brought her glass of wine up in toast style toward Christine, "So, on a lighter note, the P.R. man that will be in charge of restoring your reputation was there in the gym Thursday. He said that you have really made it easy on him. He told us that what you said was short, sweet and yielded maximum results. That it was a P.R. man's dream. He felt that the cheerleaders and basketball players were a nice touch."

Christine smiled, "That was Donna Hansen's doing, with help from Mary Struthers. So, what will happen to Darren, now?"

Elizabeth gave Christine a devious smile, "Oh, let me tell you something about that. My dear grandson has one mighty long role to hoe by himself. What your husband did to you in twenty four hours, our team will take months. However, there is always an up side to these things. I am quite sure that Darren will come out of it the much stronger leader. Also, he will learn how to be the user in a positive manner, not the used in a negative manner."

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Ted, Christine, Amy and Donna sat by the fireplace at the Canfield home talking about the last seven days. After thirty or forty minutes of discussion, Donna changed the subject, "Ted? I have something I want to talk to you about. Ummm, I've already talked to Chris and Amy about it and got a positive response. Ahm, I well... Ted, you awakened something in me last Friday. Ummm, like I said last Saturday evening, it was some of the best sex I've ever had..." She paused, Ted just listened, making no comment. Donna continued, "I'm going to retire at the end of the spring semester. But, ahhh, ummm, I would like to move in here where I am staying now. That way I could help Chris in her pregnancy and after the birth. I ahhh, wow, how do I put this... Ted, I would like to get it on with you, I ah, I don't know, maybe three or four times a month. You are the only man I know that I would even consider asking.. I mean, in many ways you have been like a stand in husband for me since Brad's death and my children are spread all over the world... Ahhh, I could help with the expenses... Ah Ted? What ah, what do you think?"

Ted sat looking at Donna a little stunned and somewhat flattered. In a certain way, he loved this woman and wanted her to be happy. She was always there when he needed her. Whether it be some friendly advice, or just a bottle of Gaterade when a game wasn't going very well. He turned to his wife, "Chris?"

Christine looked right at her husband, "Well, I haven't been pregnant for a long time, I'm sure I could use the help. As for Donna and you getting it on together... Well, I just don't think that I'm in much of a position, at this time, to say yes or no."

Ted turned to his daughter, "Amy?"

Amy thought about it for a few moments, "Ummm, well dad, I like Donna. So, I see no problem. I know you love mom and she loves you. Your love for one another has been tested over this last week and found to hold strong. So, I'm for it. Besides, I'm off to M.I.T. next August."

Donna said, "There are several good websites on polygamy. Chris and I looked over a couple of them. I ordered a novel titled Collector of Broken Wives. One reviewer said it reads like a how to book on polygamy."

Ted chuckled, "That's interesting, a manual on how to do polygamy. Well, tell ya what, let's sleep on it. Tomorrow at breakfast we'll talk... Ahhh, Donna? Listen, you are the only woman on the face of this earth with whom I would even consider doing something like this..."

As they stood up to make their way to bed, Donna said, "I know Ted and thank you for even considering it. Also Ted, Chris told me what she has given up, totally given up to you and what that band on her right hand means. I would give you the same and to the same extent. I'll take the banding and branding, too."

In the master bedroom, Ted asked Christine again, "Are you alright with Donna's proposal?"

"Ted m'lord, my husband, my master, today I have a much greater respect for you and trust in your judgement than ever before. I love you more than I ever thought a woman could love a man. I am now your woman, one hundred percent. If you wish to add another woman, then that is entirely your decision to make. I can only say that I am very happy that the other woman is one of my very best friends... Annd m'lord, I am so very happy that you have chosen to keep me as your wife!"