Debbie was a slut. She'd been one the entire time I'd known her and that had been almost ten years. Since the eleventh grade. For some strange reason known only to God my wife Tammy and Debbie have become best friends.
Even though Debbie was a round heeled slut I'd never fucked her. Not that I didn't want to because the girl was hot! Seriously hot!! But just before I turned sixteen my dad sat me down and talked about the facts of life. Not the birds and bees talk, but about life. The good, bad and the ugly and I listened because I figured dad knew what he was talking about.
During that talk I found out that dad and mom got married because they had to. Dad had gotten mom pregnant and when the families found out they forced the marriage on my parents.
"You know that I have never bad mouthed your mother in front of you, but in order for you to understand where I'm coming from I'm going to have to do it now. Your mother was a slut! To be honest about it that is why I was with her. I was a horny guy and your mother was easy pussy. I knew she was a slut, but I didn't care because I was getting laid when most of the guys my age weren't. I wasn't thinking steady girlfriend let alone marriage. All I was thinking was pussy.
"Oddly enough your mother stopped fucking other guys when she started fucking me so when she hit me with the pregnancy shit about four months after we started playing there was no question that you were mine. I dropped out of college and her father got me into the tool and die program at Kelsey.
"I guess I was a little naïve. I thought that once she got married your mother would change into a housewife and a mother and for a couple of years she did. But there is a saying that "Once a slut always a slut" and the saying proved true where your mother was concerned.
"It was three years after we married and I was working the swing shift. I was turning a piece of stock on a lathe when the piece shattered and a chunk of it flew into my arm. They ran me to the hospital where they removed the piece, stitched up my arm and sent me home. I walked into the house and found your mother in bed with one of my so-called friends. He jumped out of bed, grabbed his pants and bailed out the bedroom window.
"There was a lot of crying and begging. She had gone out with your Aunt Ruth and a couple of girlfriends and they had done a lot of drinking and I let her convince me that he had taken advantage of her while she was drunk. We worked by it, but six months later I caught her again. There was the same begging and pleading as the first time, but that time I kicked her out of the house. Then both families went to work on me and I got weak minded and took her back. One year later I caught her again and tossed her out again and again both families went to work on me to take her back. I got some backbone that time and told them that she wasn't coming back into my life and if they didn't butt out they would be out of my life too.
"Three months later she left town with some guy she met in a bar. One year later I divorced her for abandonment. A couple of years after that I heard that she died of Aids some place in Nevada,
"I've always told you that she died of cancer because I didn't think you should know the truth about your mom while you were so young. My point here is that you are at the stage in your life when your hormones are going to be running wild. Learn from your daddy. If a girl is too easy to get you don't want her. If a girl is too easy to get stay as far away from here as you can. Let some other poor dumb ass ruin his life over her."
I listened to what dad said and I took it to heart. I did ignore some of it and a couple of times I did dive into a girl who was easy, but I always wore a rubber to protect me from disease and keep me from becoming a daddy. That is I did right up until Fred Ingram had to marry Barb Beeler because the rubber broke. After that easy pussy was off limits as far as I was concerned and that is the reason that I never fucked smoking hot Debbie.
Why this discourse? To set the scene. Because Debbie was in my living room sitting on the couch.
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It was a Friday night and Tammy was spending the night with her sick mother and wouldn't be home until her dad got home from his business trip sometime Saturday morning.
Tammy was gone and Debbie was sitting on my couch and doing her best to tempt me into sinking my cock into her. Why did I think that? Call it an educated guess. A guess based on the fact she was wearing a mini skirt, CFMs with four inch heels, a low cut blouse with no bra and sitting across from me on the couch, legs spread wide with no panties to cover her shaven pussy. And let us not forget that Debbie was a slut.
As she made some meaningless chatter I let my mind wander back in time. Debbie had tried to get with me several times. We had dated a time or two and had it been pre-Fred and not post-Fred she would have been successful, but it was post-Fred and so I ducked her. Deb went back east for college and I stayed local and went to State. In my second year I met Tammy and by the end of our junior year we were engaged to be married.
Debbie had a death in the family that necessitated her transferring to State to finish college. State had a requirement that you had to earn a minimum of thirty credit hours at State in order to get a degree from them, but Debbie had a very influential family and they had good lawyers and they managed to get that number down to twenty. Debbie was determined to graduate on time so during summer school before senior year and during senior year she carried that twenty hour load (I said she was a slut. I never said she was stupid).
Tammy, my fiancée, had been a bit of a party girl during her freshman year and had let a couple of classes slip. Being determined to graduate with me she also took classes prior to our senior year. I spent that summer working as an intern at an engineering firm in Dallas and when I came home just before the start of senior year I found that in my absence Tammy and Debbie had somehow bonded and were fast friends.
I'd be lying through my teeth if I said that it didn't bother me. I spent many a night wondering if Tammy had gone out with Debbie in the evenings. It had been a few years since I'd last seen Debbie and she could have changed, but I remembered her as a slut and remembering my daddy's words "Once a slut always a slut" I assumed that she still was one. The question was "Did she do it while Tammy was along with her?" Fuck yeah I was worried. I snooped and sniffed around, but I never found out anything that clued me in one way or the other.
We made it through our senior year and Tammy and I married. One year later Debbie met Dennis Fraser and they married and Debbie seemed to change. Debbie and Tammy maintained their friendship and we had Debbie and Dennis over for barbecues and we went to their place for pool parties.
About a year after Debbie and Denis married she was back to her slutty ways. I didn't know if Dennis knew, but I had doubted it and if Tammy knew she kept it from me. I only knew because I saw Debbie and Mark Mosser going at it on the back seat of Mark's Impala in the parking lot at The Landing Strip the night of Gene Greniger's birthday party. When I asked Mark about it later he told me that he'd caught her doing Phil Reed during a party at Mike Mattson's house and thought he might give her a try. Mark told me I should give her a go if I ever got the chance.
"That's prime pussy hoss. Never had better and don't expect to ever find better."
After that I kept a close eye on Tammy's doings whenever she was around Debbie.
I finished my musings as Debbie said, "We've known each other a long time Frank and I have a problem that I need your help with."
"I'll help if I can Deb. What's the problem?"
"It is really, really personal, but you have known me a long time and you know how I used to be in high school and if I was still that way I'd do what I did then and just hook up with some guy. I can't do that now that I'm a married lady."
"What is it that you need Deb?"
"It is something that I need for my mental health Frank. I'm coming to you because I know I can trust you. I know what happens here will stay here."
"Stop beating around the bush Debbie. What do you want?"
"I want you to make love to me."
"Are you nuts?! My God Deb; Tammy would kill me and Dennis would probably try to do it before Tammy could."
"Tammy would never know and Dennis wouldn't do a thing even if he found out. He would be too busy cowering."
"Cowering?"
"That's what this is all about. Getting even with Dennis. Dennis had an affair with one of the girls he works with. It is over now and he doesn't know that I know. I'm not happy with him right now, but I do love the schmuck and I see no reason to ruin the marriage over it. The problem is that the way I wired I can't let him get away with it without doing something to even the score even if he never knows about it. I have to get even, but it has to be with someone who I know will keep quiet about it.
"How about it Frank? I know you wanted me when we were in school and I know you are interested and have thought about doing me. When we have gone out clubbing with Tammy and Dennis and you danced with me I've felt that interest against my leg. Our secret Frank; just the two of us."
Something here was rotten in Denmark. Debbie and Tammy were as close as sisters and there was not any way that either of them would betray the other. It suddenly occurred to me that Debbie was trying to set me up. She wanted to get me to fuck her so Tammy would have something to hold over my head. That meant that Tammy had either done something or was going to do something that she might need a "Get out of jail free" card for if I found out and the only thing I could think of that she might need it for was cheating. It would be what Debbie said she wanted for Dennis. "You did it so I can do it too." In my case it would be:
"What? You can fuck Deb and I can't do somebody? Oh no Frank; no double standards in this house."
Apparently Debbie did not know that I knew she was out playing the slut again. If Dennis was doing a woman where he worked it was probably because he was trying to get even with Debbie. Either Tammy was cheating on me and she wanted some insurance in case I found out or she was planning on cheating and wanted some insurance. I didn't know which one it was, but I was damned sure going to find out and the way to do it was to play along.
"That is one hell of an offer Deb, but I can't take you up on it. At least not tonight. My cousin Lou is on his way over to help me reline the brakes on my truck. He should be here any minute now and then of course there is Tammy. I have no idea when she will walk in. I can't help you out tomorrow because I'll be helping my dad re-roof his barn. Call me some time Monday afternoon at work and we will see if we can set something up, but you need to make damned sure that Tammy never finds out about it."
"Don't worry about that Frank. She'll never know."
I walked her to the door and as I watched her back down the drive I didn't know which pissed me off more; The fact that my wife thought that I'd fuck around on her or that Deb thought I was a cheater like she was.
When she was gone I headed for the garage. Two years earlier Lou suspected that his wife was cheating on him and he asked me for help in finding out. Lou wasn't handy with tools. Hand him one and he would find a way to hurt himself with it. I went on line and found out how to tap a telephone line and then set up a tap on his home phone line. It turned out that Martha wasn't cheating on him and when the dust settled I removed the tap and I still had the recorder.
I got the tools I needed out of my tool box and twenty minutes later I had a tap on my home phone. I doubted that Deb would call Tammy at her mom's house and risk my mother in law overhearing something and Tammy was currently without a cell phone. She had dropped hers in the toilet (don't ask) and we had ordered a replacement from AT&T, but it hadn't arrived yet so any talking between Deb and Tam would have to be face to face or on our home phone.
Once I got the tap in place I got myself a beer and went out to sit on the patio and drink it while I considered what to do if my loving wife was straying or was planning to.
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Tammy wasn't home by the time I left for the golf course. I had a standing golf date with my cousin Lou and two friends. We had a ten o'clock tee time and I figured that Tam would get home around eleven or so and if the day was normal it would be four in the afternoon before I got home. Plenty of time for Tammy and Debbie to get together on the phone and if they didn't talk that day there was always tomorrow since I wasn't fibbing when I told Debbie that I was going to help my dad on his barn roof. By the time I left the house for work on Monday I should have some idea of what was going on.
I had a good day on the course and almost shot par for the first time in my life, but a nine iron into the sand trap on the eighteenth hole screwed it up. It took me two shots to get out and I was so pissed at myself that I three putted and ended up with a three over par seventy-five. Still, not a bad day for a weekend duffer.
Tammy was home when I got there and I was not surprised when she drug me into the bedroom. We were used to a pretty good love life and she had been gone for three days. We had an exhausting romp and then I took her out to dinner. When we got home she wanted to play some more so I of course obliged her.
When she fell asleep I got out of bed and went down to check the recorder on the phone line.
"Hello?"
"Hi. It's me. I just got home. Frank is out playing golf so I'm home alone. How did it go?"
"He was interested, but wouldn't do it because his cousin was coming over and he wasn't sure about when you might get home. He told me to call him at work Monday afternoon. The way he was looking at my girls and my shaved pussy did give him a boner so I'm pretty sure I'm going to get him. You really sure that you want to do this?"
"I'm sure. I've never had a really big cock before and I want to try one at least once."
"You do know that there is no guarantee that even if I do fuck Frank he will go along with the "You did it so I can too" scenario."
"He will go along. He loves me and he knows that I love him. Things may be a little sticky for a bit, but we will be okay."
"He's your hubby so I guess you know him better than I do, but the Frank I knew before he married you wouldn't go along with what you hope he will. I'm not trying to talk you out of it Tams, but you have a damned good man there. Are you sure that you want to risk it?"
"It will be okay Deb. He won't find out. I just need a hook in case he does by some weird chance find out."
"Okay kiddo, but it is on your head. I've tried to warn you."
"Hey girl; this is all your fault to begin with."
"My fault? How do you figure that?"
"If you had hooked me up with a big cock or two before I married Frank I wouldn't have this curiosity to know what a big cock is like."
"That's not fair Tams. I didn't even know Dennis back then and until I met him you had every cock that I had."
"Still your fault. You should never have let me know how hung Dennis was."
"That's on Dennis not me. He's had the hots for you since the day he met you and he has pushed and pushed for me to find a way to get the two of you together."
"You get Frank to do you and Dennis will get his wish. Call me and let me know how Monday goes."
"You sure you want to wait? Frank said that he would be gone all day Sunday to help his dad. That would give you all day to satisfy your curiosity while Frank isn't around."
"No. I'd rather wait until next week. Frank said something the other day about possibly having to fly to San Diego for a training seminar next week. If he goes he will be gone a couple of days and that's when I want to do it."
"Okay. I'll call you after I talk to Frank."
I went back to bed a troubled man. If Tammy went through with her plan we were toast. I wouldn't live with a cheating wife. I'd grown up without a mother because of cheating and it was just something that I could not live with.
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I spent so much time thinking of what I should do about the situation that it is a wonder that I didn't fall off the barn roof because my mind was elsewhere and not on what I was doing. As I drove home from dad's I knew what I was going to do. I was going to go at it head on.
When I got home Tammy wanted to play before dinner so we did and then while she fixed dinner I went down into the basement and checked the recorder. Tammy hadn't talked to Debbie, but she had talked to Dennis.
"Hello?"
"Hi there sexy."
"You shouldn't call here Dennis. What if Frank had answered?"
"Deb told me that he would be gone all day."
"What if there had been a change in plans? What if he were sill here?"
"He isn't so what's the harm? I know he's gone because I'm parked at the end of the block and I saw him leave. I can be walking in your door in less than a minute."
"No Dennis. It isn't going to happen until next week."
"Come on sexy lady; you know you want to feel my throbbing eleven inches inside you. We can have today AND next week."
"I said no Dennis. Yes I do want to feel it, but not until I have a few things in place."
"Oh come on se..."
"I said no damn it and no means no!" and she hung up on him.
After dinner Tam wanted to play some more and I figured that I'd better take advantage of it since after Monday things would more than likely be a little frosty around our house.
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Monday at work was pretty busy and I was pretty much on the go until lunch time. Work is only ten minutes from the house so at lunch time I made a quick trip home. The mail is usually delivered between nine and ten and UPS and Fed-X usually deliver our neighborhood in the morning. I was in luck. AT&T had sent Tammy's replacement phone UPS and the package was sitting on the porch. I grabbed it and headed back to work.
Tammy wasn't allowed to take personal calls at work and without a cell she was limited to face to face with Debbie or the home phone. I guess Tam could have stopped somewhere and used a pay phone, but I just couldn't imagine Tammy in a phone booth talking about personal stuff.
At two o'clock I got the phone call from Debbie. And after exchanging greetings I went straight at it.
"We won't be getting together Deb. I know that your story about getting even with Dennis is bullshit because I know about you doing Phil Reed at Mattson's birthday party and I personally saw you go at it with Mark Mosser on the back seat of his Impala and I know of several others that you have done. I don't know what kind of game you are playing, but I'm not going to be one of the players. So thanks for the offer, but no thanks."
I guess she didn't take rejection well because she hung up without saying another word.
I beat Tam home by ten minutes and had opened a bottle of Merlot and was sitting at the kitchen table with two glasses poured when she walked in. She came in, saw the set up and asked:
"What's the occasion?"
"Just need to clear a few things up. Sit down and take a sip while I tell you a story."
She sat down and I said, "I've misled you. Well, to be honest I lied to you. I told you that my mother died of cancer when I was a young boy, but it was a lie. I told it because I was ashamed of the truth. My mother didn't die of cancer; she died of Aids."
I told Tam what my dad had told me and then I said, "I can not abide cheaters Tam. My mother cheated on my father and as a result I grew up without a mother. He forgave her twice, but when it happened a third time he kicked her out. I have no room in my heart for cheats. Why am I bringing this up now? Because I need to clear the decks so to speak.
"Debbie paid me a visit Friday night" and I went on to recount what the visit was about and what was said. "It was all bullshit Tam. I don't know if Dennis is screwing around on her or not, but if he is it is to get even with her."
I told Tammy what I knew about Debbie and Mark and Debbie and Phil Reed and then said:
"Debbie was a round heeled slut in high school and she still is one and that is how I knew that the story she told me was absolute bullshit! That brings up the question of why would she come here and lay that load of crap on me. I'm not stupid Tam. I might not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but stupid I ain't! You and Deb are as thick as thieves and I do not believe that either of you would betray the other. That leaves me with the inescapable conclusion that you knew about her visit. I asked myself why the two of you would pull such a stunt and I came up with another inescapable conclusion.
"You were setting me up.
"You wanted me to fuck Debbie so you would have something to hold over my head and the only reason I could see for you wanting that was that you either did something or were planning on doing something that you felt that you might need a get out of jail free card for. That thought led to the question of what that might be and that brought me to my third inescapable conclusion. You have already cheated on me or you are planning to cheat on me. If I would have taken Deb up on her offer and if you had cheated and I found out you would have said something along the lines of "You did so you can't bitch at me for doing it too."
"Not going to happen Tam. I won't live with a cheat. You are a grown woman and I can't tell you what you can or can not do, but I can tell you what I will do if I find out that you have cheated on me. I will toss you on the trash heap so fast that it will take your shadow a week to catch up with you."
As I talked Tammy's face had gotten redder and redder. She was boiling mad and couldn't hide it.
"How dare you speak to m..."
"Can it Tammy" I said to cut her off. "I've already told you that I'm not stupid. No amount of bluster and indignation is going to change things. I've given you my position. What you do with the knowledge is up to you. I'm going down to Bud's Bar for a burger and a beer. That will give you some time alone to digest what I've said and make up your mind as to whether you want a life with me or not."
I left the house and headed for the bar.
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Damn! Wouldn't you just know it. The first person I saw when I walked into Bud's was Dennis. My natural urge was to walk up to him and smash him in the mouth, but of course I couldn't and I couldn't ignore him because of our supposed friendship. I couldn't let him know that I was onto him because that most likely give up the fact that I had a way of getting information and that would probably give away the phone tap.
I sucked it up and went over and settled onto the bar stool next to him. We made small talk as we watched the Avs skate against the Red Wings on the TV hung above the bar. After a bit he bought a round and got up to leave saying that he had to get home before Debbie got pissed at him.
He left and I wondered if Debbie would get pissed at him if he couldn't get it up for her. If he ended up fucking Tammy I'd do my best to fuck him and his package up big time.
Around ten I called it a night and headed on home. When I got there Tammy was already in bed so I went down into the basement and checked the phone tap.
"Hello?"
"Hey girlfriend; the news is not good. When I called him he shut me down. He knew my story was bullshit because he knows I'm out screwing other guys."
"It's worse than that. He figured out why and warned me that if I got caught cheating on him he would throw me out."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Not get caught."
"Are you sure that's wise? If he is suspicious he is going to be watching you like a hawk from now on."
"How is he going to find out? I'm always over at your place visiting anyway. The only people who will know will be you, Dennis and me and we sure aren't going to talk to anyone else about it. He will watch me on my girl's nights out and check on me when I'm away from home, but he won't suspect a thing when I'm over at your place. Maybe if I was out with you, but not while I'm at your house. He would know that I wouldn't do anything with Dennis being there."
"Maybe. I can see where he wouldn't expect you to be doing anything while you are here. He wouldn't know that the fox was the one guarding the chicken coop. Are you sure that you want to take the gamble? You have a pretty damned good marriage and I know you love the guy and I have no doubts at all where his love for you is concerned. Are you sure that you are willing to risk it all just because you are curious about what a big cock is like?"
"I wouldn't under any other circumstances, but there is no risk here, no risk at all in doing it at your place. Frank will know I'm visiting you and he won't even give a thought to Dennis. While Dennis is doing me Frank will be sitting watching TV and if he thinks of me at all it will be about you and me sitting at your kitchen table and swapping recipes or talking about some other female stuff."
"And when you go home and he wants to make love how are you going to explain your looseness?"
"That's the reason I don't want to do it until next week. Frank will be in San Diego for three days attending a training session. He leaves Wednesday morning and won't be back until late Friday or early Saturday and my period is due to arrive sometime Friday. I'll have plenty of time to get back to normal for Frank."
"I hate to keep harping on this, but are you absolutely sure you want to risk your marriage just to find out what a big dick is like?"
"If you are so concerned about my marriage why did you even tell me about how hung Dennis was. Why did you get him to take it out and show it to me when I laughed at you and said no way any one had a cock that big? You know how big a slut I was before I married Frank and you had to know how I would react to seeing that huge piece of meat. This is all your fault girl. You set it in motion when you told Dennis to take it out and show it to me. I'm just surprised that I didn't do it then and there."
"Okay girlfriend; next Wednesday it is."
There was more, but I had the crux of it. And what I had pretty much ended my marriage. I unhooked the recorder from the phone line and then went upstairs and into the bedroom and turned on the light.
Tammy was asleep, but woke up when I started opening and closing drawers as I took her things out and started moving them across the hall into the guest bedroom. She sat up and said:
"What are you doing Frank? What are you doing with my clothes?"
"I'm moving you out Tammy."
"Moving me out? I'm not going anywhere."
"Oh yes you are Tam. You are moving to the spare bedroom until you can find a place to stay. Maybe Debbie will let you move in with her and Dennis. You'd like that wouldn't you? Being able to be around his big cock and all?"
"Have you lost your mind Frank?"
"Nope. Just found out that I have a whore for a wife."
"How dare you talk to me this way?!"
"Easy Tam. All I had to do was listen to you while you made plans to cheat on me."
"Are you crazy?"
"No, but you must have been if you thought you could get away with what you planned."
I took the recorder out of my pocket, set it on the dresser, hit the PLAY button and then watched as her eyes got big and the color drained from her face as she listened to herself spell out her plan to cheat on me.
I took her arm, pulled her off the bed grabbed the recorder and pulled her over to the guest bedroom. I pushed her onto the bed, set the recorder on the bedside stand and said:
"This was recorded after I told you that I had zero tolerance when it came to cheating. You either didn't believe me or you didn't care. Either way you are out of here. I'll give you a week to find a place to stay and if you aren't out by then I'll carry you out and set you on the curb. A week from today is also trash pickup day and how fitting is that? You can get the rest of your stuff out of the bedroom while I'm at work."
I walked out of the bedroom and went down to the kitchen, got a beer out of the fridge and went out onto the patio. I sat down and drank the beer while I calmed down. I was almost finished with the beer when Tammy came out and in a weak voice asked:
"Can we talk Frank?"
I stood up and said, "No we can't" and I got up and headed for the bedroom.
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When I got up in the morning and went down into the kitchen Tammy was already there. She didn't look like she had gone to bed or slept all that well if she had. She looked up at me when I entered the room and said:
"Coffee is made."
I got a cup, added cream and then went outside to the patio to drink it while watching the sun come up. Tammy came out and sat down. She was silent and I just ignored her. After a minute or so she said:
"Are you really going to throw me out? Without even talking to me?"
"What is there to talk about? I made my position clear last night before I went to Bud's. You knew exactly where I stood when it comes to cheating. I hadn't been gone from the house thirty minutes and you were all ready on the phone with Debbie setting up a time to cheat on me. All I'm doing is dumping you before you have a chance to do it."
"That's what we need to talk about. I wasn't going to do it. After hanging up I thought about what Debbie had said. She was right. I do have a damned good marriage and I do have a damned good man as a husband. I thought long and hard on it Frank and I decided that I had it too good to take a chance on losing it. By the time I'd worked it all out in my head it was too late to call Debbie back, but I was going to call her as soon as you left for work this morning and cancel. Honest to God Frank; I wasn't going to go through with it."
"That's what you are saying now that I've caught you, but unfortunately for you I don't trust you any more. For all I know you are lying to me about changing your mind. The way it looks to me is that you are doing damage control and every thing you say is self serving. I don't trust you any more and I'm not inclined to waste the time and effort it would take to make sure that you didn't go ahead with your plans.
"I go on too many business trips and I have no intention of spending my time away from home wondering if you are being unfaithful or not. And you spend too much time over at Debbie's. Time that you could be using to fuck Dennis. No Tam; you screwed the pooch when you made your cheating plans after I'd warned you. I can't trust you and I won't spend my life wondering where you are and what you are doing when I'm not around.
"And it isn't just business trips. When I go over to help my dad I'm usually gone ten or twelve hours. When I play golf I'm away for five or six hours. Debbie and Dennis are only five minutes away so while I was gone what you could be doing would be on my mind and I just will not live my life like that."
"I'll sever my relationship with Debbie."
"You say you will, but if I'm not here how will I know that you aren't over there visiting? See what I'm saying Tam? I just do not trust you any more. I sat and listened to you lay out your plans to fuck Dennis while I was gone. I listened to you plan for every eventuality. You set the timing so my trip and your period would give you all the cover you needed. It was a deliberately thought out plan to hang horns on me. You just had to try a big cock. It didn't matter to you that you were a married woman who had taken vows of fidelity. Finding out what a big cock would feel like was more important to you than my feelings or our marriage.
"We haven't even addressed the possibility that you would like big cocks so much that you would want more. It is a slippery slope Tam and once you set foot on it you have no idea where you will slide to."
"You can't do this to me frank. You know that I love you."
"Do I? Thanks to the phone tap I know that you love me so much that you were here being a slut just like Debbie while I was in Dallas staying true to you. From what I heard it is a wonder that you didn't welcome me home from Texas by giving me a venereal disease. Given what I heard on the recordings I'm wondering if you have been cheating on me all during our marriage. I think of all the nights that you went out on girl's nights out with Debbie and other girls and I wonder if you were cheating on me then. You can tell me that you never did, but why should I believe you. You say you will end your relationship with Debbie, but why should I believe you? You say that you changed your mind about screwing Dennis, but why should I believe you? You can swear on a stack of bibles that you will never cheat on me, but why should I believe you? After listening to you carefully plan to make me a cuckold why should I believe anything you say?"
"Damn it Frank; you have to give me a chance. You have to give us a chance."
"How can I do that Tam? I don't trust you. How can we hold together when I don't trust you; when I don't believe a word that you say? Tell me Tam. How do I give you a chance under those circumstances? If you can figure out how I can do it Tam let me know."
I got up and went up to the bedroom and dressed for work. Tammy was showering to get ready for work and I grabbed the recorder from her bedside stand and took it down to the basement and hooked it back up to the phone line. I gambled that Tam was way too shook up to notice that it was gone and that she would call Debbie after I was out of the house and on my way to work.
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I had plenty to keep me busy at work and didn't have a lot of time to spend thinking on the Tammy situation. I left work early so I could get home before Tammy and check the recorder. Tammy hadn't made any calls or taken any calls so I played the old recorder and recorded what was on it on the new recorder and then dropped the old one on the floor behind the bedside stand and hooked the new one up to the phone line.
I got in my truck and drove to Bud's Bar and when my beer arrived I called home and left a message on the answering machine saying that I wouldn't be home until late. There were a couple of guys at the bar that I knew so we got together and shot pool and drank beer until eleven which is when I decided to call it a night and go home.
Tammy was in the guest bedroom and I didn't know if she was asleep or awake and I didn't care enough to try and find out. I went downstairs and checked the phone tap. There was a call to her sister and a call from her mother but it was the third call I was interested in.
"Hello?"
"Hi. It's me."
"What's up"?
"I've been busted."
"Busted? What does that mean?"
"Apparently your visit to Frank made him very suspicious and he put a recorder on the phone line. He has everything that we talked about. He knows the plan we had for me to sample your hubby's cock. He was less than pleased. He moved me out of our bedroom and is talking divorce."
"So we are being recorded right now?"
"No. He gave me the recorder and made me listen to it. It is sitting on the bedside table in the guest bedroom which is where he made me sleep last night."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know that I can do anything. He was pretty adamant about the fact that he doesn't trust me any more. He won't believe anything that I tell him. He gave me a week to find a place to stay. Said that if I wasn't out by the next trash pick up day he would set me out on the curb with the trash cans."
"You can stay with us. Dennis would love that,"
"That's the absolute last thing I'll do. In fact, after talking to you I decided that you were one hundred percent on the money and that I shouldn't risk what I had because of a curiosity. I was going to call you this morning and cancel, but by then it was too late because Frank had already listened to the recorder. I might have been okay if he had waited until today to listen because then he would have heard me call and cancel."
"I can't see him following through on his threat to move you out. Anybody can see that the man loves you and I know that you love him. He just needs time to cool down."
"You didn't hear him Deb. His tone of voice was the coldest I've ever heard. I really believe that he meant every word that he said. It doesn't help any that I can see where he is coming from. He does take business trips that keep him gone for days at a time and after what he heard on the recorder why should he trust that I'll behave while he is gone. What is even worse is that he heard how much of a slut I was when he was away in Texas so now he is thinking that I've probably been cheating on him our entire marriage."
"I'm surprised that you haven't. I would have bet good money that you would have kept on being a cock crazy slut even after saying "I do" to Frank."
"It is called love Deb. I love him so much that I never even thought about any other guys until you brought up your hubby's cock size and my curiosity overrode my better sense. I can't believe that I let it happen."
"It's probably that seven year itch thing. You are coming up on your seventh anniversary."
"Doesn't look like I'm going to make it and that sucks. I've already bought the card and gift."
"I wish I could tell you what to do, but I don't have a clue. To be honest about it I can't even identify with you on this. I've only felt that strongly about one man in my life and other than a couple of dates he would never have anything to do with me. He could have saved me from being what I am. I know in my heart that if I could have gotten him no other man would have ever touched me."
"You didn't stop when you married Dennis."
"That's because Dennis and I aren't in love. A strong like maybe, but nowhere near being in love."
"Then why did you get married?"
"It is a marriage of convenience Tam. Dennis needed a wife for appearances sake. He needed to be seen as a family man at work, but he needed a wife who understood that he could never be a one woman man. On my part I was tired of being single and living in a one room apartment, but I needed a man who could accept that I was going to want to play on the side so Dennis and I were a perfect fit. And so far it is working, but I can tell you that there is a man who could make me walk away from Dennis and be a one man woman and I'd do it in a heartbeat. But it will never happen except in my dreams."
"That doesn't make sense. On the one hand you say you can't be a one man woman. On the other you say you would be a one man woman if you had this mystery guy. It doesn't compute."
"Of course it does girlfriend. You said it yourself. It is called love. How the hell did we get on this subject anyway? We were talking about your problem. As I see it the only thing you can do is somehow convince Frank that you were not going to go through with your plan and that you love him so much that you will never do anything that will cost you him and your marriage."
"But how can I do that?"
"You will need to find someone a lot smarter than me to answer that question."
So she was going to call and cancel. Interesting. But did it change anything? She could change her mind at any time. The curiosity would still be there. She could swear on a stack of Bibles that she would never cheat on me, but could I believe her? Knowing what I now knew could I ever believe her? Her curiosity had her ready to cheat on me and it was only her boneheaded plan to set me up that screwed things up for her so could I ever be sure that her curiosity wouldn't cause her to cheat if she ever thought she was absolutely sure that she could get away with it?
It didn't help the decision process any that I loved her and had from the moment that I met her. Did I dare give her the benefit of the doubt? I was relieved to hear that she had not cheated on me since we took our vows and she seemed sincere when saying that she loved me and didn't want to lose me or our marriage, but did I dare take the chance?
The problem was that I had no way of knowing. She could do anything while I was gone and I wouldn't know unless I was willing to bankrupt myself paying private detectives to watch her while I was away.
Then another thought hit me.
What if Tammy noticed the recorder was gone and hadn't looked to see if it was on the floor? What if she saw it gone and figured that I had hooked it back up to the phone line? What if the call I was listening to was bullshit that I was meant to hear?
That is the thought that made up my mind for me. It was indicative of the thoughts that I was always going to have if I stayed with Tammy. Doubt would always be there and everything she said or did would have my mind looking at it several different ways trying to figure out what was real and what wasn't and what was a lie and what wasn't. The bottom line is that the trust was gone. The love might still be there, but the trust was gone. I would be questioning everything she said and did and I could not – would not! – live like that.
I would make an appointment to see an attorney as soon as I got to work in the morning.
Even though Debbie was a round heeled slut I'd never fucked her. Not that I didn't want to because the girl was hot! Seriously hot!! But just before I turned sixteen my dad sat me down and talked about the facts of life. Not the birds and bees talk, but about life. The good, bad and the ugly and I listened because I figured dad knew what he was talking about.
During that talk I found out that dad and mom got married because they had to. Dad had gotten mom pregnant and when the families found out they forced the marriage on my parents.
"You know that I have never bad mouthed your mother in front of you, but in order for you to understand where I'm coming from I'm going to have to do it now. Your mother was a slut! To be honest about it that is why I was with her. I was a horny guy and your mother was easy pussy. I knew she was a slut, but I didn't care because I was getting laid when most of the guys my age weren't. I wasn't thinking steady girlfriend let alone marriage. All I was thinking was pussy.
"Oddly enough your mother stopped fucking other guys when she started fucking me so when she hit me with the pregnancy shit about four months after we started playing there was no question that you were mine. I dropped out of college and her father got me into the tool and die program at Kelsey.
"I guess I was a little naïve. I thought that once she got married your mother would change into a housewife and a mother and for a couple of years she did. But there is a saying that "Once a slut always a slut" and the saying proved true where your mother was concerned.
"It was three years after we married and I was working the swing shift. I was turning a piece of stock on a lathe when the piece shattered and a chunk of it flew into my arm. They ran me to the hospital where they removed the piece, stitched up my arm and sent me home. I walked into the house and found your mother in bed with one of my so-called friends. He jumped out of bed, grabbed his pants and bailed out the bedroom window.
"There was a lot of crying and begging. She had gone out with your Aunt Ruth and a couple of girlfriends and they had done a lot of drinking and I let her convince me that he had taken advantage of her while she was drunk. We worked by it, but six months later I caught her again. There was the same begging and pleading as the first time, but that time I kicked her out of the house. Then both families went to work on me and I got weak minded and took her back. One year later I caught her again and tossed her out again and again both families went to work on me to take her back. I got some backbone that time and told them that she wasn't coming back into my life and if they didn't butt out they would be out of my life too.
"Three months later she left town with some guy she met in a bar. One year later I divorced her for abandonment. A couple of years after that I heard that she died of Aids some place in Nevada,
"I've always told you that she died of cancer because I didn't think you should know the truth about your mom while you were so young. My point here is that you are at the stage in your life when your hormones are going to be running wild. Learn from your daddy. If a girl is too easy to get you don't want her. If a girl is too easy to get stay as far away from here as you can. Let some other poor dumb ass ruin his life over her."
I listened to what dad said and I took it to heart. I did ignore some of it and a couple of times I did dive into a girl who was easy, but I always wore a rubber to protect me from disease and keep me from becoming a daddy. That is I did right up until Fred Ingram had to marry Barb Beeler because the rubber broke. After that easy pussy was off limits as far as I was concerned and that is the reason that I never fucked smoking hot Debbie.
Why this discourse? To set the scene. Because Debbie was in my living room sitting on the couch.
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It was a Friday night and Tammy was spending the night with her sick mother and wouldn't be home until her dad got home from his business trip sometime Saturday morning.
Tammy was gone and Debbie was sitting on my couch and doing her best to tempt me into sinking my cock into her. Why did I think that? Call it an educated guess. A guess based on the fact she was wearing a mini skirt, CFMs with four inch heels, a low cut blouse with no bra and sitting across from me on the couch, legs spread wide with no panties to cover her shaven pussy. And let us not forget that Debbie was a slut.
As she made some meaningless chatter I let my mind wander back in time. Debbie had tried to get with me several times. We had dated a time or two and had it been pre-Fred and not post-Fred she would have been successful, but it was post-Fred and so I ducked her. Deb went back east for college and I stayed local and went to State. In my second year I met Tammy and by the end of our junior year we were engaged to be married.
Debbie had a death in the family that necessitated her transferring to State to finish college. State had a requirement that you had to earn a minimum of thirty credit hours at State in order to get a degree from them, but Debbie had a very influential family and they had good lawyers and they managed to get that number down to twenty. Debbie was determined to graduate on time so during summer school before senior year and during senior year she carried that twenty hour load (I said she was a slut. I never said she was stupid).
Tammy, my fiancée, had been a bit of a party girl during her freshman year and had let a couple of classes slip. Being determined to graduate with me she also took classes prior to our senior year. I spent that summer working as an intern at an engineering firm in Dallas and when I came home just before the start of senior year I found that in my absence Tammy and Debbie had somehow bonded and were fast friends.
I'd be lying through my teeth if I said that it didn't bother me. I spent many a night wondering if Tammy had gone out with Debbie in the evenings. It had been a few years since I'd last seen Debbie and she could have changed, but I remembered her as a slut and remembering my daddy's words "Once a slut always a slut" I assumed that she still was one. The question was "Did she do it while Tammy was along with her?" Fuck yeah I was worried. I snooped and sniffed around, but I never found out anything that clued me in one way or the other.
We made it through our senior year and Tammy and I married. One year later Debbie met Dennis Fraser and they married and Debbie seemed to change. Debbie and Tammy maintained their friendship and we had Debbie and Dennis over for barbecues and we went to their place for pool parties.
About a year after Debbie and Denis married she was back to her slutty ways. I didn't know if Dennis knew, but I had doubted it and if Tammy knew she kept it from me. I only knew because I saw Debbie and Mark Mosser going at it on the back seat of Mark's Impala in the parking lot at The Landing Strip the night of Gene Greniger's birthday party. When I asked Mark about it later he told me that he'd caught her doing Phil Reed during a party at Mike Mattson's house and thought he might give her a try. Mark told me I should give her a go if I ever got the chance.
"That's prime pussy hoss. Never had better and don't expect to ever find better."
After that I kept a close eye on Tammy's doings whenever she was around Debbie.
I finished my musings as Debbie said, "We've known each other a long time Frank and I have a problem that I need your help with."
"I'll help if I can Deb. What's the problem?"
"It is really, really personal, but you have known me a long time and you know how I used to be in high school and if I was still that way I'd do what I did then and just hook up with some guy. I can't do that now that I'm a married lady."
"What is it that you need Deb?"
"It is something that I need for my mental health Frank. I'm coming to you because I know I can trust you. I know what happens here will stay here."
"Stop beating around the bush Debbie. What do you want?"
"I want you to make love to me."
"Are you nuts?! My God Deb; Tammy would kill me and Dennis would probably try to do it before Tammy could."
"Tammy would never know and Dennis wouldn't do a thing even if he found out. He would be too busy cowering."
"Cowering?"
"That's what this is all about. Getting even with Dennis. Dennis had an affair with one of the girls he works with. It is over now and he doesn't know that I know. I'm not happy with him right now, but I do love the schmuck and I see no reason to ruin the marriage over it. The problem is that the way I wired I can't let him get away with it without doing something to even the score even if he never knows about it. I have to get even, but it has to be with someone who I know will keep quiet about it.
"How about it Frank? I know you wanted me when we were in school and I know you are interested and have thought about doing me. When we have gone out clubbing with Tammy and Dennis and you danced with me I've felt that interest against my leg. Our secret Frank; just the two of us."
Something here was rotten in Denmark. Debbie and Tammy were as close as sisters and there was not any way that either of them would betray the other. It suddenly occurred to me that Debbie was trying to set me up. She wanted to get me to fuck her so Tammy would have something to hold over my head. That meant that Tammy had either done something or was going to do something that she might need a "Get out of jail free" card for if I found out and the only thing I could think of that she might need it for was cheating. It would be what Debbie said she wanted for Dennis. "You did it so I can do it too." In my case it would be:
"What? You can fuck Deb and I can't do somebody? Oh no Frank; no double standards in this house."
Apparently Debbie did not know that I knew she was out playing the slut again. If Dennis was doing a woman where he worked it was probably because he was trying to get even with Debbie. Either Tammy was cheating on me and she wanted some insurance in case I found out or she was planning on cheating and wanted some insurance. I didn't know which one it was, but I was damned sure going to find out and the way to do it was to play along.
"That is one hell of an offer Deb, but I can't take you up on it. At least not tonight. My cousin Lou is on his way over to help me reline the brakes on my truck. He should be here any minute now and then of course there is Tammy. I have no idea when she will walk in. I can't help you out tomorrow because I'll be helping my dad re-roof his barn. Call me some time Monday afternoon at work and we will see if we can set something up, but you need to make damned sure that Tammy never finds out about it."
"Don't worry about that Frank. She'll never know."
I walked her to the door and as I watched her back down the drive I didn't know which pissed me off more; The fact that my wife thought that I'd fuck around on her or that Deb thought I was a cheater like she was.
When she was gone I headed for the garage. Two years earlier Lou suspected that his wife was cheating on him and he asked me for help in finding out. Lou wasn't handy with tools. Hand him one and he would find a way to hurt himself with it. I went on line and found out how to tap a telephone line and then set up a tap on his home phone line. It turned out that Martha wasn't cheating on him and when the dust settled I removed the tap and I still had the recorder.
I got the tools I needed out of my tool box and twenty minutes later I had a tap on my home phone. I doubted that Deb would call Tammy at her mom's house and risk my mother in law overhearing something and Tammy was currently without a cell phone. She had dropped hers in the toilet (don't ask) and we had ordered a replacement from AT&T, but it hadn't arrived yet so any talking between Deb and Tam would have to be face to face or on our home phone.
Once I got the tap in place I got myself a beer and went out to sit on the patio and drink it while I considered what to do if my loving wife was straying or was planning to.
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Tammy wasn't home by the time I left for the golf course. I had a standing golf date with my cousin Lou and two friends. We had a ten o'clock tee time and I figured that Tam would get home around eleven or so and if the day was normal it would be four in the afternoon before I got home. Plenty of time for Tammy and Debbie to get together on the phone and if they didn't talk that day there was always tomorrow since I wasn't fibbing when I told Debbie that I was going to help my dad on his barn roof. By the time I left the house for work on Monday I should have some idea of what was going on.
I had a good day on the course and almost shot par for the first time in my life, but a nine iron into the sand trap on the eighteenth hole screwed it up. It took me two shots to get out and I was so pissed at myself that I three putted and ended up with a three over par seventy-five. Still, not a bad day for a weekend duffer.
Tammy was home when I got there and I was not surprised when she drug me into the bedroom. We were used to a pretty good love life and she had been gone for three days. We had an exhausting romp and then I took her out to dinner. When we got home she wanted to play some more so I of course obliged her.
When she fell asleep I got out of bed and went down to check the recorder on the phone line.
"Hello?"
"Hi. It's me. I just got home. Frank is out playing golf so I'm home alone. How did it go?"
"He was interested, but wouldn't do it because his cousin was coming over and he wasn't sure about when you might get home. He told me to call him at work Monday afternoon. The way he was looking at my girls and my shaved pussy did give him a boner so I'm pretty sure I'm going to get him. You really sure that you want to do this?"
"I'm sure. I've never had a really big cock before and I want to try one at least once."
"You do know that there is no guarantee that even if I do fuck Frank he will go along with the "You did it so I can too" scenario."
"He will go along. He loves me and he knows that I love him. Things may be a little sticky for a bit, but we will be okay."
"He's your hubby so I guess you know him better than I do, but the Frank I knew before he married you wouldn't go along with what you hope he will. I'm not trying to talk you out of it Tams, but you have a damned good man there. Are you sure that you want to risk it?"
"It will be okay Deb. He won't find out. I just need a hook in case he does by some weird chance find out."
"Okay kiddo, but it is on your head. I've tried to warn you."
"Hey girl; this is all your fault to begin with."
"My fault? How do you figure that?"
"If you had hooked me up with a big cock or two before I married Frank I wouldn't have this curiosity to know what a big cock is like."
"That's not fair Tams. I didn't even know Dennis back then and until I met him you had every cock that I had."
"Still your fault. You should never have let me know how hung Dennis was."
"That's on Dennis not me. He's had the hots for you since the day he met you and he has pushed and pushed for me to find a way to get the two of you together."
"You get Frank to do you and Dennis will get his wish. Call me and let me know how Monday goes."
"You sure you want to wait? Frank said that he would be gone all day Sunday to help his dad. That would give you all day to satisfy your curiosity while Frank isn't around."
"No. I'd rather wait until next week. Frank said something the other day about possibly having to fly to San Diego for a training seminar next week. If he goes he will be gone a couple of days and that's when I want to do it."
"Okay. I'll call you after I talk to Frank."
I went back to bed a troubled man. If Tammy went through with her plan we were toast. I wouldn't live with a cheating wife. I'd grown up without a mother because of cheating and it was just something that I could not live with.
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I spent so much time thinking of what I should do about the situation that it is a wonder that I didn't fall off the barn roof because my mind was elsewhere and not on what I was doing. As I drove home from dad's I knew what I was going to do. I was going to go at it head on.
When I got home Tammy wanted to play before dinner so we did and then while she fixed dinner I went down into the basement and checked the recorder. Tammy hadn't talked to Debbie, but she had talked to Dennis.
"Hello?"
"Hi there sexy."
"You shouldn't call here Dennis. What if Frank had answered?"
"Deb told me that he would be gone all day."
"What if there had been a change in plans? What if he were sill here?"
"He isn't so what's the harm? I know he's gone because I'm parked at the end of the block and I saw him leave. I can be walking in your door in less than a minute."
"No Dennis. It isn't going to happen until next week."
"Come on sexy lady; you know you want to feel my throbbing eleven inches inside you. We can have today AND next week."
"I said no Dennis. Yes I do want to feel it, but not until I have a few things in place."
"Oh come on se..."
"I said no damn it and no means no!" and she hung up on him.
After dinner Tam wanted to play some more and I figured that I'd better take advantage of it since after Monday things would more than likely be a little frosty around our house.
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Monday at work was pretty busy and I was pretty much on the go until lunch time. Work is only ten minutes from the house so at lunch time I made a quick trip home. The mail is usually delivered between nine and ten and UPS and Fed-X usually deliver our neighborhood in the morning. I was in luck. AT&T had sent Tammy's replacement phone UPS and the package was sitting on the porch. I grabbed it and headed back to work.
Tammy wasn't allowed to take personal calls at work and without a cell she was limited to face to face with Debbie or the home phone. I guess Tam could have stopped somewhere and used a pay phone, but I just couldn't imagine Tammy in a phone booth talking about personal stuff.
At two o'clock I got the phone call from Debbie. And after exchanging greetings I went straight at it.
"We won't be getting together Deb. I know that your story about getting even with Dennis is bullshit because I know about you doing Phil Reed at Mattson's birthday party and I personally saw you go at it with Mark Mosser on the back seat of his Impala and I know of several others that you have done. I don't know what kind of game you are playing, but I'm not going to be one of the players. So thanks for the offer, but no thanks."
I guess she didn't take rejection well because she hung up without saying another word.
I beat Tam home by ten minutes and had opened a bottle of Merlot and was sitting at the kitchen table with two glasses poured when she walked in. She came in, saw the set up and asked:
"What's the occasion?"
"Just need to clear a few things up. Sit down and take a sip while I tell you a story."
She sat down and I said, "I've misled you. Well, to be honest I lied to you. I told you that my mother died of cancer when I was a young boy, but it was a lie. I told it because I was ashamed of the truth. My mother didn't die of cancer; she died of Aids."
I told Tam what my dad had told me and then I said, "I can not abide cheaters Tam. My mother cheated on my father and as a result I grew up without a mother. He forgave her twice, but when it happened a third time he kicked her out. I have no room in my heart for cheats. Why am I bringing this up now? Because I need to clear the decks so to speak.
"Debbie paid me a visit Friday night" and I went on to recount what the visit was about and what was said. "It was all bullshit Tam. I don't know if Dennis is screwing around on her or not, but if he is it is to get even with her."
I told Tammy what I knew about Debbie and Mark and Debbie and Phil Reed and then said:
"Debbie was a round heeled slut in high school and she still is one and that is how I knew that the story she told me was absolute bullshit! That brings up the question of why would she come here and lay that load of crap on me. I'm not stupid Tam. I might not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but stupid I ain't! You and Deb are as thick as thieves and I do not believe that either of you would betray the other. That leaves me with the inescapable conclusion that you knew about her visit. I asked myself why the two of you would pull such a stunt and I came up with another inescapable conclusion.
"You were setting me up.
"You wanted me to fuck Debbie so you would have something to hold over my head and the only reason I could see for you wanting that was that you either did something or were planning on doing something that you felt that you might need a get out of jail free card for. That thought led to the question of what that might be and that brought me to my third inescapable conclusion. You have already cheated on me or you are planning to cheat on me. If I would have taken Deb up on her offer and if you had cheated and I found out you would have said something along the lines of "You did so you can't bitch at me for doing it too."
"Not going to happen Tam. I won't live with a cheat. You are a grown woman and I can't tell you what you can or can not do, but I can tell you what I will do if I find out that you have cheated on me. I will toss you on the trash heap so fast that it will take your shadow a week to catch up with you."
As I talked Tammy's face had gotten redder and redder. She was boiling mad and couldn't hide it.
"How dare you speak to m..."
"Can it Tammy" I said to cut her off. "I've already told you that I'm not stupid. No amount of bluster and indignation is going to change things. I've given you my position. What you do with the knowledge is up to you. I'm going down to Bud's Bar for a burger and a beer. That will give you some time alone to digest what I've said and make up your mind as to whether you want a life with me or not."
I left the house and headed for the bar.
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Damn! Wouldn't you just know it. The first person I saw when I walked into Bud's was Dennis. My natural urge was to walk up to him and smash him in the mouth, but of course I couldn't and I couldn't ignore him because of our supposed friendship. I couldn't let him know that I was onto him because that most likely give up the fact that I had a way of getting information and that would probably give away the phone tap.
I sucked it up and went over and settled onto the bar stool next to him. We made small talk as we watched the Avs skate against the Red Wings on the TV hung above the bar. After a bit he bought a round and got up to leave saying that he had to get home before Debbie got pissed at him.
He left and I wondered if Debbie would get pissed at him if he couldn't get it up for her. If he ended up fucking Tammy I'd do my best to fuck him and his package up big time.
Around ten I called it a night and headed on home. When I got there Tammy was already in bed so I went down into the basement and checked the phone tap.
"Hello?"
"Hey girlfriend; the news is not good. When I called him he shut me down. He knew my story was bullshit because he knows I'm out screwing other guys."
"It's worse than that. He figured out why and warned me that if I got caught cheating on him he would throw me out."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Not get caught."
"Are you sure that's wise? If he is suspicious he is going to be watching you like a hawk from now on."
"How is he going to find out? I'm always over at your place visiting anyway. The only people who will know will be you, Dennis and me and we sure aren't going to talk to anyone else about it. He will watch me on my girl's nights out and check on me when I'm away from home, but he won't suspect a thing when I'm over at your place. Maybe if I was out with you, but not while I'm at your house. He would know that I wouldn't do anything with Dennis being there."
"Maybe. I can see where he wouldn't expect you to be doing anything while you are here. He wouldn't know that the fox was the one guarding the chicken coop. Are you sure that you want to take the gamble? You have a pretty damned good marriage and I know you love the guy and I have no doubts at all where his love for you is concerned. Are you sure that you are willing to risk it all just because you are curious about what a big cock is like?"
"I wouldn't under any other circumstances, but there is no risk here, no risk at all in doing it at your place. Frank will know I'm visiting you and he won't even give a thought to Dennis. While Dennis is doing me Frank will be sitting watching TV and if he thinks of me at all it will be about you and me sitting at your kitchen table and swapping recipes or talking about some other female stuff."
"And when you go home and he wants to make love how are you going to explain your looseness?"
"That's the reason I don't want to do it until next week. Frank will be in San Diego for three days attending a training session. He leaves Wednesday morning and won't be back until late Friday or early Saturday and my period is due to arrive sometime Friday. I'll have plenty of time to get back to normal for Frank."
"I hate to keep harping on this, but are you absolutely sure you want to risk your marriage just to find out what a big dick is like?"
"If you are so concerned about my marriage why did you even tell me about how hung Dennis was. Why did you get him to take it out and show it to me when I laughed at you and said no way any one had a cock that big? You know how big a slut I was before I married Frank and you had to know how I would react to seeing that huge piece of meat. This is all your fault girl. You set it in motion when you told Dennis to take it out and show it to me. I'm just surprised that I didn't do it then and there."
"Okay girlfriend; next Wednesday it is."
There was more, but I had the crux of it. And what I had pretty much ended my marriage. I unhooked the recorder from the phone line and then went upstairs and into the bedroom and turned on the light.
Tammy was asleep, but woke up when I started opening and closing drawers as I took her things out and started moving them across the hall into the guest bedroom. She sat up and said:
"What are you doing Frank? What are you doing with my clothes?"
"I'm moving you out Tammy."
"Moving me out? I'm not going anywhere."
"Oh yes you are Tam. You are moving to the spare bedroom until you can find a place to stay. Maybe Debbie will let you move in with her and Dennis. You'd like that wouldn't you? Being able to be around his big cock and all?"
"Have you lost your mind Frank?"
"Nope. Just found out that I have a whore for a wife."
"How dare you talk to me this way?!"
"Easy Tam. All I had to do was listen to you while you made plans to cheat on me."
"Are you crazy?"
"No, but you must have been if you thought you could get away with what you planned."
I took the recorder out of my pocket, set it on the dresser, hit the PLAY button and then watched as her eyes got big and the color drained from her face as she listened to herself spell out her plan to cheat on me.
I took her arm, pulled her off the bed grabbed the recorder and pulled her over to the guest bedroom. I pushed her onto the bed, set the recorder on the bedside stand and said:
"This was recorded after I told you that I had zero tolerance when it came to cheating. You either didn't believe me or you didn't care. Either way you are out of here. I'll give you a week to find a place to stay and if you aren't out by then I'll carry you out and set you on the curb. A week from today is also trash pickup day and how fitting is that? You can get the rest of your stuff out of the bedroom while I'm at work."
I walked out of the bedroom and went down to the kitchen, got a beer out of the fridge and went out onto the patio. I sat down and drank the beer while I calmed down. I was almost finished with the beer when Tammy came out and in a weak voice asked:
"Can we talk Frank?"
I stood up and said, "No we can't" and I got up and headed for the bedroom.
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When I got up in the morning and went down into the kitchen Tammy was already there. She didn't look like she had gone to bed or slept all that well if she had. She looked up at me when I entered the room and said:
"Coffee is made."
I got a cup, added cream and then went outside to the patio to drink it while watching the sun come up. Tammy came out and sat down. She was silent and I just ignored her. After a minute or so she said:
"Are you really going to throw me out? Without even talking to me?"
"What is there to talk about? I made my position clear last night before I went to Bud's. You knew exactly where I stood when it comes to cheating. I hadn't been gone from the house thirty minutes and you were all ready on the phone with Debbie setting up a time to cheat on me. All I'm doing is dumping you before you have a chance to do it."
"That's what we need to talk about. I wasn't going to do it. After hanging up I thought about what Debbie had said. She was right. I do have a damned good marriage and I do have a damned good man as a husband. I thought long and hard on it Frank and I decided that I had it too good to take a chance on losing it. By the time I'd worked it all out in my head it was too late to call Debbie back, but I was going to call her as soon as you left for work this morning and cancel. Honest to God Frank; I wasn't going to go through with it."
"That's what you are saying now that I've caught you, but unfortunately for you I don't trust you any more. For all I know you are lying to me about changing your mind. The way it looks to me is that you are doing damage control and every thing you say is self serving. I don't trust you any more and I'm not inclined to waste the time and effort it would take to make sure that you didn't go ahead with your plans.
"I go on too many business trips and I have no intention of spending my time away from home wondering if you are being unfaithful or not. And you spend too much time over at Debbie's. Time that you could be using to fuck Dennis. No Tam; you screwed the pooch when you made your cheating plans after I'd warned you. I can't trust you and I won't spend my life wondering where you are and what you are doing when I'm not around.
"And it isn't just business trips. When I go over to help my dad I'm usually gone ten or twelve hours. When I play golf I'm away for five or six hours. Debbie and Dennis are only five minutes away so while I was gone what you could be doing would be on my mind and I just will not live my life like that."
"I'll sever my relationship with Debbie."
"You say you will, but if I'm not here how will I know that you aren't over there visiting? See what I'm saying Tam? I just do not trust you any more. I sat and listened to you lay out your plans to fuck Dennis while I was gone. I listened to you plan for every eventuality. You set the timing so my trip and your period would give you all the cover you needed. It was a deliberately thought out plan to hang horns on me. You just had to try a big cock. It didn't matter to you that you were a married woman who had taken vows of fidelity. Finding out what a big cock would feel like was more important to you than my feelings or our marriage.
"We haven't even addressed the possibility that you would like big cocks so much that you would want more. It is a slippery slope Tam and once you set foot on it you have no idea where you will slide to."
"You can't do this to me frank. You know that I love you."
"Do I? Thanks to the phone tap I know that you love me so much that you were here being a slut just like Debbie while I was in Dallas staying true to you. From what I heard it is a wonder that you didn't welcome me home from Texas by giving me a venereal disease. Given what I heard on the recordings I'm wondering if you have been cheating on me all during our marriage. I think of all the nights that you went out on girl's nights out with Debbie and other girls and I wonder if you were cheating on me then. You can tell me that you never did, but why should I believe you. You say you will end your relationship with Debbie, but why should I believe you? You say that you changed your mind about screwing Dennis, but why should I believe you? You can swear on a stack of bibles that you will never cheat on me, but why should I believe you? After listening to you carefully plan to make me a cuckold why should I believe anything you say?"
"Damn it Frank; you have to give me a chance. You have to give us a chance."
"How can I do that Tam? I don't trust you. How can we hold together when I don't trust you; when I don't believe a word that you say? Tell me Tam. How do I give you a chance under those circumstances? If you can figure out how I can do it Tam let me know."
I got up and went up to the bedroom and dressed for work. Tammy was showering to get ready for work and I grabbed the recorder from her bedside stand and took it down to the basement and hooked it back up to the phone line. I gambled that Tam was way too shook up to notice that it was gone and that she would call Debbie after I was out of the house and on my way to work.
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I had plenty to keep me busy at work and didn't have a lot of time to spend thinking on the Tammy situation. I left work early so I could get home before Tammy and check the recorder. Tammy hadn't made any calls or taken any calls so I played the old recorder and recorded what was on it on the new recorder and then dropped the old one on the floor behind the bedside stand and hooked the new one up to the phone line.
I got in my truck and drove to Bud's Bar and when my beer arrived I called home and left a message on the answering machine saying that I wouldn't be home until late. There were a couple of guys at the bar that I knew so we got together and shot pool and drank beer until eleven which is when I decided to call it a night and go home.
Tammy was in the guest bedroom and I didn't know if she was asleep or awake and I didn't care enough to try and find out. I went downstairs and checked the phone tap. There was a call to her sister and a call from her mother but it was the third call I was interested in.
"Hello?"
"Hi. It's me."
"What's up"?
"I've been busted."
"Busted? What does that mean?"
"Apparently your visit to Frank made him very suspicious and he put a recorder on the phone line. He has everything that we talked about. He knows the plan we had for me to sample your hubby's cock. He was less than pleased. He moved me out of our bedroom and is talking divorce."
"So we are being recorded right now?"
"No. He gave me the recorder and made me listen to it. It is sitting on the bedside table in the guest bedroom which is where he made me sleep last night."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know that I can do anything. He was pretty adamant about the fact that he doesn't trust me any more. He won't believe anything that I tell him. He gave me a week to find a place to stay. Said that if I wasn't out by the next trash pick up day he would set me out on the curb with the trash cans."
"You can stay with us. Dennis would love that,"
"That's the absolute last thing I'll do. In fact, after talking to you I decided that you were one hundred percent on the money and that I shouldn't risk what I had because of a curiosity. I was going to call you this morning and cancel, but by then it was too late because Frank had already listened to the recorder. I might have been okay if he had waited until today to listen because then he would have heard me call and cancel."
"I can't see him following through on his threat to move you out. Anybody can see that the man loves you and I know that you love him. He just needs time to cool down."
"You didn't hear him Deb. His tone of voice was the coldest I've ever heard. I really believe that he meant every word that he said. It doesn't help any that I can see where he is coming from. He does take business trips that keep him gone for days at a time and after what he heard on the recorder why should he trust that I'll behave while he is gone. What is even worse is that he heard how much of a slut I was when he was away in Texas so now he is thinking that I've probably been cheating on him our entire marriage."
"I'm surprised that you haven't. I would have bet good money that you would have kept on being a cock crazy slut even after saying "I do" to Frank."
"It is called love Deb. I love him so much that I never even thought about any other guys until you brought up your hubby's cock size and my curiosity overrode my better sense. I can't believe that I let it happen."
"It's probably that seven year itch thing. You are coming up on your seventh anniversary."
"Doesn't look like I'm going to make it and that sucks. I've already bought the card and gift."
"I wish I could tell you what to do, but I don't have a clue. To be honest about it I can't even identify with you on this. I've only felt that strongly about one man in my life and other than a couple of dates he would never have anything to do with me. He could have saved me from being what I am. I know in my heart that if I could have gotten him no other man would have ever touched me."
"You didn't stop when you married Dennis."
"That's because Dennis and I aren't in love. A strong like maybe, but nowhere near being in love."
"Then why did you get married?"
"It is a marriage of convenience Tam. Dennis needed a wife for appearances sake. He needed to be seen as a family man at work, but he needed a wife who understood that he could never be a one woman man. On my part I was tired of being single and living in a one room apartment, but I needed a man who could accept that I was going to want to play on the side so Dennis and I were a perfect fit. And so far it is working, but I can tell you that there is a man who could make me walk away from Dennis and be a one man woman and I'd do it in a heartbeat. But it will never happen except in my dreams."
"That doesn't make sense. On the one hand you say you can't be a one man woman. On the other you say you would be a one man woman if you had this mystery guy. It doesn't compute."
"Of course it does girlfriend. You said it yourself. It is called love. How the hell did we get on this subject anyway? We were talking about your problem. As I see it the only thing you can do is somehow convince Frank that you were not going to go through with your plan and that you love him so much that you will never do anything that will cost you him and your marriage."
"But how can I do that?"
"You will need to find someone a lot smarter than me to answer that question."
So she was going to call and cancel. Interesting. But did it change anything? She could change her mind at any time. The curiosity would still be there. She could swear on a stack of Bibles that she would never cheat on me, but could I believe her? Knowing what I now knew could I ever believe her? Her curiosity had her ready to cheat on me and it was only her boneheaded plan to set me up that screwed things up for her so could I ever be sure that her curiosity wouldn't cause her to cheat if she ever thought she was absolutely sure that she could get away with it?
It didn't help the decision process any that I loved her and had from the moment that I met her. Did I dare give her the benefit of the doubt? I was relieved to hear that she had not cheated on me since we took our vows and she seemed sincere when saying that she loved me and didn't want to lose me or our marriage, but did I dare take the chance?
The problem was that I had no way of knowing. She could do anything while I was gone and I wouldn't know unless I was willing to bankrupt myself paying private detectives to watch her while I was away.
Then another thought hit me.
What if Tammy noticed the recorder was gone and hadn't looked to see if it was on the floor? What if she saw it gone and figured that I had hooked it back up to the phone line? What if the call I was listening to was bullshit that I was meant to hear?
That is the thought that made up my mind for me. It was indicative of the thoughts that I was always going to have if I stayed with Tammy. Doubt would always be there and everything she said or did would have my mind looking at it several different ways trying to figure out what was real and what wasn't and what was a lie and what wasn't. The bottom line is that the trust was gone. The love might still be there, but the trust was gone. I would be questioning everything she said and did and I could not – would not! – live like that.
I would make an appointment to see an attorney as soon as I got to work in the morning.