An adult stories – The Long Game by Norseman123,Norseman123 Disclaimers:
Yes I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. Yes, there’s too many people to keep track of. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes, it’s too short. Yes, it’s too long. Yes, it’s in the wrong category. Yes, this is stupid shit. And yes, I suck.
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Hi my name’s Mark Adams.
Before I get into this tale of woe I would like to tell you a little about myself and my ex-wife Jenifer.
I’m 5’10” 180lbs I’m fit I run two laps of the park every morning, work permitting. I swim a couple of miles each week and attend an old-fashioned type of gym twice a week to lift weights and spar with an MMA instructor. I’m no Bruce lee but I can hold my own, so the 180lbs is mostly muscle. I’m told I have a passing resemblance to George Clooney, [if only] I have a masters in computer technology, a post grad in business management and a bachelors in economics. I obtained these at Oxford University England as my father was employed at the US embassy as a translator. My father returned to the US after his term of service was up, but I stayed to finish my education. I own and run my own business as a computer repair specialist. I am also working on a new base programme to cover a wide variety of applications from gaming to military applications. It’s key component is it’s ability to solve problems automatically in real time. It should be ready to go in about six months to a years’ time.
I have a younger sister by two years, Patricia AKA Paty/Pat I love my sister and she adores me we never have secrets from each other and tell each other everything. She currently works as an attorney as a junior partner in prestigious law firm in New York state.
My ex-wife Jenifer is 5’3” 110lbs and keeps trim at the gym at least four times a week. She has a face like an angel and her smile lights up the room, she has a killer figure 34b bust 22” waist and 33” hips red hair and green eyes with a temper to match. She has a law degree and works as a corporate attorney at XYZ a PR/Advertising agency.
Jen and I first met at Pat’s graduation ceremony. Pat and Jen’s sister Ami shared a dorm room, and they introduced us at the graduation party. It turned out we were living in the same mid-sized town [Freestone Texas] just three miles apart. We hit it off straight away and started dating, six months later we were married. She started her job at XYZ as a junior attorney earning a low five figure sum plus bonuses. I got a job compiling and decompiling software code for ABC flight controllers earning a medium five figure sum plus bonuses.
We lived in a nice area in the three-bedroom house my grandparents left me. My sister got a lump sum as her legacy. Jen’s parents and her sister lived in New York, but my parents had moved to Florida after retiring. We each had a family gathering about twice a year Thanks giving and Christmas alternating venues. We were happy we had a nice income nice cars and took a vacation twice a year, life was good.
After two years Jen was promoted to junior partner and things started to change. She worked later and started to go out with the girls Friday night a couple of times a month. Of course, I was suspicious, and I did the usual things, checked her underwear, read her emails and even put a key stroke recorder on her laptop. I know, I’m paranoid but just because your paranoid doesn’t mean they are not out to get you. I even followed her on one of her nights out, nothing suspicious she didn’t even dance with other men. So why did I feel there was something wrong with our marriage.
Jen was happy in her job and wanted to make senior partner before we had a family about another five years. I was bored with my job and saw no way forward to promotion. It was a family business and only family members were promoted even if they were as thick as a plank. I decided to open my own business as a computer repair company. I don’t mean the type where you take your laptop to the shop to be repaired. I delt exclusively with companies wishing to upgrade their systems and to provide superior security protocols. I did a business analysis before taking the plunge and it forecast a sloe start but after a year I would be earning more than I was at present.
I sat down with Jen and tried to explain that the next year would be tough, but all forecasts said we would be better off in the long run. I didn’t tell her about the new program I was working on as I didn’t want to muddy the waters. She was dead set against it saying why gamble everything while we were doing so well. Meaning she was doing well, and I was in a dead-end job. Jen and I had always kept our finances separate except for our joint account which paid all the bills. We would each put in the equivalent amount to cover half the months expenses and keep the rest for ourselves.
I quit my job and started my new company financed from my savings and a loan against my house. I rented a small workshop with an office attached and started to advertise and phone round. Within three months I was breaking even and well satisfied. My work on the new program was also progressing well. Then one night Jen hit me with a bombshell. She said she was three months pregnant, and it was twins. Being paranoid, I looked back on the calendar and guess what at the time of her conception she had worked away for a week in Miami for an important client. Right there and then I knew she was cheating and decided to have a DNA test as soon as possible.
As soon as she found out she was pregnant she cut off all sex, at least to me saying she was afraid for the baby. I explained she was over reacting and even got the doctor to tell her the same, but she was adamant, so I faced at least a six-month dry spell. We did all the usual things, I went to her relaxation classes with her, rubbed oil into her swelling tummy to reduce stretch marks, massaged her feet every night and put up with her increasingly bad moods.
In the mean time my business was taking off I had hired another computer guy Greg straight out of college and had taken on a receptionist May. I never bothered to discuss my business with Jen as she didn’t seem to be interested.
One afternoon I was with an existing client discussing making an upgrade to his servers when I got the call, baby’s on its way come immediately. I explained to the client, and he understood and told me to go and wished me congratulations.
I had been expecting this for a couple of weeks and was ready. I wasn’t far from home, so Jen didn’t need to call an ambulance. I arrived home to find Jen waiting for me with he go bag ready. I got her into the car and went back for her bag and the DNA kit then took her to the hospital. When the doctor checked her out he said it would be a while yet and she was admitted to a pre-natal ward with her own private room. Although I had my suspicions about the paternity of the twins I was still exited at the prospect of becoming a father. The doctor said it would be some time yet and suggested I go home, and they would call me in time for me to attend the delivery. I went home all exited and had something to eat and sat and waited and fell asleep. The phone rang it was the hospital my Jen was fully dilated was having contractions every seven minutes the baby was imminent. I grabbed a coat it was two thirty am [why are babies always born at inconvenient times] and rushed to my car. I was at the hospital in record time. The nurse took me to the delivery room my wife was moaning with her legs in stirrups and a doctor with his fingers in her vagina. He looked at me. ”Just in time.” And I watched as the baby was borne and a few minutes later a second followed. The nurse took them and cleaned them up whilst making sure they had all their fingers and toes. She then went to help clean up my wife, while her back was turned I took swabs from each child for the DNA test. I fervently hoped they were mine As I had already felt a bond with them, but I had to be sure. I went over to Jen and gave her a tender kiss and she looked at me with sadness in her eyes and said she loved me. I was told to leave as Jen was being taken to the recovery ward to get some sleep.
The next day I phoned everyone to give them the good news. The grandparents were particularly ecstatic and could wait to see their grandchildren. Pat and Ami said they would try to get some time off to see their niece and nephew. I went to the hospital with a large bunch of flowers for Jen, on the way I dropped off the DNA kit and was told it would take about ten days. The doctor said Jen would be staying at the hospital as owing to her size she had torn badly and needed to heal. I went to see her every day for the next five days, but she seemed distracted and uncommunicative. I aske the doctor about this and he said it happens sometimes, but she would get over it.
When I visited her on Friday the doctor said she would be released Saturday afternoon. I had the nursery ready for our new arrivals and counted down the hours till I could pick them up. Saturday morning, I made sure the safety cots were attached securely and everything was ready for her return. I went to the hospital at one thirty to pick up my family. I went straight to her room, but it was empty, so I asked the nurse where my wife and children were. She informed me they had been collected earlier by another man. I asked who he was, and they couldn’t tell me so I called Jen’s cell but could not get a connection. The senior nurse came to find out what the commotion was about and when the nurse told her she called security who called the police. When the police arrived, it was a man and woman both detectives as this was a possible child snatch. They were taken to the security room to look at the security footage taken that morning. When they returned they said it appeared Jen had left with the man voluntarily, but they would check it out as they recognised the man but wouldn’t tell me who it was. They said I should go home, and they would be in contact.
I sat at home feeling sick waiting for news. About six that night there was a knock on the door, I looked out and there was the same two detectives. I let them in noticing neither one would look me in the face’ I asked what was going on and the woman spoke first.
”Mr Adams we have been to see your wife and she and the children are perfectly safe, but we are unable to tell you where they are I’m so sorry.”
”I don’t understand where is my family and why won’t Jen answer her cell what’s going on?” The male detective spoke next.
”I’m sorry to have to tell you this but your wife has left you and taken the children with her. She said to tell you her attorney would be in touch shortly, once again I’m so sorry. Please don’t do anything stupid until you hear from her I would hate to have to lock you up.”
Then they left and I was on my own again. I felt hollow inside and wanted to be sick, my hands were trembling, and I started to cry, me devastation was complete I had hit rock bottom.
I woke Sunday morning having cried myself to sleep. I got up showered dressed and made breakfast all on autopilot. After breakfast I felt a little better and called Jen’s parents perhaps they knew something. Her dad picked up the phone all exited telling me they were coming to visit next weekend. I stopped him talking and explained what had happened. He couldn’t believe Jen would do such a thing and said he would Call her and get back to me.
It was getting near lunchtime, so I went out to Denny’s and ordered a very unhealthy meal Mega burger, fries with onion rings and a beer. Feeling better I went home and looked to see if there were any messages on our answer phone, there wasn’t. I turned on the TV, but I wasn’t really watching I was going over the events of the past few days and trying to make sense of it all. I finally gave up and looked at the clock it was past midnight, so I went to bed.
I didn’t sleep well my mind wouldn’t shut down, so I gave up at six in the morning and got up showered and went downstairs for some breakfast. I sat watching the news on the TV and wondered what to do next. I was still siting there when the phone rang. It was Jen’s attorney asking if I would be able to attend a meeting later that day, we agreed on two pm and he hung up. Now perhaps I would get some answers.
I arrived at his office and was shown straight in. I was expecting to see just her attorney but sitting on the sofa was my wife and her boss Carl Prescott. I wanted answers but I would not speak first so I just sat and waited. This seemed to make everyone nervous as I had hoped, the attorney spoke first.
”Mr Adams I have asked you here to discuss the terms of your divorce from Mrs Jenifer Adams. I have here a proposal from Your wife and Mr Prescott in short they propose that she divorces you for irreconcilable differences. You keep the house, your retirement, all your savings and retain your business. She does the same but in addition you sign a document allowing Mr Prescott to adopt your children. For this consideration Mr Prescott will deposit two million dollars into an account of your choosing.”
I nearly knocked the desk over as I stood up.
”Not a fucking chance my children are not for sale at any price, you can keep the whore for nothing I don’t want anything to do with her so fuck off.”
Jen stood up and spoke in a conciliatory voice.
”Look Mark I never wanted to hurt you, but I know I have and for that I’m sincerely sorry. I’ve been seeing Carl for some time now and we are very much in love and want to get married. Unfortunately, Carl can’t have children, so he wants to adopt ours. The children would have everything they could possibly want or need. A beautiful house to grow up in the best education and a wonderful start to life. What could you offer, an old hand me down house and a stupid little computer repair shop. Why do you think I want out you’re a failure with no ambition and no money. At least give the kids a chance. If you don’t sign I’ll take you to the cleaners. I’ll take your house, half your income in support, half of your savings, your 401 and your business and on top of that I’ll make sure you never see your children again. So, you’re in a no-win situation, at least our way you get something out of it.”
”Fuck you Jen, first the house is mine only you have no claim on it. I have virtually no savings so half of nothing is still nothing. You earn more than me anyway so support will be minimal. I am happy to pay child support for my children even if I only see them every other weekend. As for my business without me there is no business and for your information I have no 401 for you to take. See you in court.”
I then got up and left, leaving three confused looking people behind me.
I went straight to Denny’s and ordered dinner and a beer, after dinner I drove home to a cold and empty house. I sat down with a beer to watch TV still fuming. Shortly after eleven there was a knock mat the door it had woken me up and I was still a bit sleepy so didn’t check the spy hole before opening it. As I opened the door it was pushed in with such force I staggered backwards but managed to stay on my feet. Three men rushed into the room and tried to grab me, but I was wide awake now and the first one got extended knuckles in the throat and went down. The second won had me in a head lock and was trying to force me onto the floor. As I was breaking the head lock the third man hit me in the shin with a baseball bat and I went down. The first man was still lying down choking the other two were giving me a good kicking and I started to lose consciousness. As I started to black out I thought I was going to die and needed to leave the police some evidence to follow. The leader of the trio lifted me to my feet and spoke. ”Now be a good boy and sign the fucking form or we’ll be back.” He was right in my face so I headbutted him on the nose and felt warm liquid spray acrost my face. I managed to pull my handkerchief from my pocket and rubbed some blood onto it, I now had his DNA. He grabbed his face and backed away swearing and calling me names. I slid down the wall as I started to black out only to be made conscious again as he started to kick me in the ribs I passed out.
I woke up slowly hearing voices but couldn’t tell who they belonged to, I saw vague shapes of who was in the room but couldn’t tell who, then darkness returned. The next time I woke up there was bright sunlight coming through the window, I looked round the room and there was a woman sitting reading in an armchair. It took a moment to identify her as Cam the wife of my MMA instructor Phil Wright. I tried to speak but my mouth was too dry I just croaked. Cam looked up and came over to me and pressed the call button. A nurse came in and checked my vitals and smiled she then asked how I was feeling, I just croaked back. She left for a few seconds and returned with some ice chips for me to suck, I swear they tasted better than the finest scotch.
Cam was holding my hand with one hand and speed dialling with the other.
”Glad to see you’re back with the living Mark you gave us quite a scare for a while there, how do you feel?”
”Like I’ve been hit by a semi.”
”A semi would probably have done less damage.”
Just then a doctor came into the room.
”I’m glad to see you’ve woken up at last you’ve been in a coma for three days, but I think you’ve turned the corner now. Do you think you could eat something?”
”Doc I could eat a cow just pull out the horns and wipe his ass first.”
Everybody thought that was pretty funny but when I tried to laugh with them my chest and side hurt so much I almost passed out. The doctor adjusted my pain meds and showed me how to press the button for more morphine then left but said he would return soon. I laid there in a semi morphine induced coma for what seemed like hours but was just over an hour when Phil came in.
Phil told me what had happened I had been attacked in my home and the neighbourhood watch patrol had seen my front door open and investigated finding me lying in a pool of blood. They had called an ambulance and the police who had found Phil’s number on my phone under ICE. [In case of emergency] And he or Cam had been with me ever since.
He told me the extent of my injuries which were extensive. I had a compound fracture of the left Tibia, a fractured Radius, two broken ribs, a punctured left lung, ruptured kidney, fractured eye socket and a broken nose. Other than that, he said I was fine, that caused me to laugh again, and I ended up choking, but the pain wasn’t as bad.
As I was out of danger Cam and Phil left to go home and a detective came into the room and introduced himself as Detective Graham Coles. He asked me how much I remembered about the attack. I told him everything he was very interested when I told him about the message the leader of the trio gave me. He was ecstatic when I told him I had a DNA sample on my hanky which he put into an evidence bag. When I was finished I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them again he was gone, and it was dark outside.
The next day Phil came to visit and said when I was released I could stay at his place until I could get about again. I asked him if he would collect the mail from my house and he said he would get it on his way home. I also asked if he knew any good divorce attorneys and he said he did and would contact her. We chatted for a while, and I fell asleep again. I was woken up by the nurse changing my dressings who said it all looked fine and clean with no sign of infection. Shortly after food was served, eating with one arm is quite difficult to say the least and the nurse had to cut up my food for me.
I slept well and woke up refreshed and the nurse gave me a bed bath and no I didn’t get hard I was still in too much pain. Phill came to visit with a striking good-looking woman with him who he introduced as my new attorney Grace Miles. We went over the facts together and she confirmed I still had visitation rights for my children, and she would take my case she then left. Phil gave me the mail he had collected and sat there as I went through it. When I got to the DNA results at first I was furious but then started to laugh. Neither of the children were mine so Jen was cheating me and Carl at the same time what a slut. When I had stopped laughing I explained to Phil what this meant, and he nearly bust a gut laughing.
I phoned Grace and asked her to set up a meeting with Jen, Carl and their attorney at the hospital as I had a change of mind and wished to discuss a settlement. She arranged a meeting in a borrowed office for the next day.
The look on Jen’s face was priceless when Phil pushed me into the office in a wheelchair with my arm and leg in plaster and tubes running into my body from drips. My face was black and blue as was most of my body. Jen looked genuinely shocked to see my appearance, but Carl just smirked at me. I looked at my adversaries and spoke.
”Well after a visit from some friends of yours I have reconsidered my position. And don’t even bother to deny you set this up Carl the last words spoken by your thugs were ”sign the fucking papers.” Why would anyone else have said that unless you sent them? My attorney has drawn up a new document for me to sign allowing you to adopt the children but without the $2m incentive. You see my attorney explained to me your document made it appear that I was selling the children to you. This would have opened the door to me being prosecuted for human trafficking as it is illegal to sell another human being, but you score 10 for effort.”
I then handed over the document to their attorney who took it looking a bit guilty, and I continued.
”My attorney and I have drawn up a new settlement for you to sign it’s all in here.”
My attorney handed the file to their attorney and a copy to Jen and Carl to read. I spoke again.
”As you can see this agreement is as different as chalk to cheese as your proposal is to mine. Let me talk you through it. 1 I retain my house and everything in it including my wife’s jewellery, my savings, my business and both cars. She also pays into my attorney’s holding account the entire amount held in he not so secret account with Mercantile Credit some $18k.”
”You fucking bastard that’s my money I earned it, and you can’t have it.”
My wife blurted out; she was bright red with a vein throbbing in her neck. Carl gave her a funny look, I guess he didn’t know about her secret account. [I think that was the first nail in the coffin of their relationship and if he hadn’t wanted the kids so much he may have dumped her there and then.] Carl pushed her gently back into her seat still smirking at me.
”Shut the fuck up you cheating conniving bitch and stay sat down. The grownups are talking and that doesn’t include you.”
I could see everyone was supressing a smile except Phil who was chuckling to himself. Jen when from red to white in an instant but stayed quiet.
”Before I was rudely interrupted I was saying as she earns considerably more then me she will also pay me spousal support to the sum of $2500 per month also into my attorneys account. As for the company you both work for, as compensation for breaking up my marriage and being responsible for my injured state. You will pay me $10m net of tax also into my attorneys account plus all my medical bills, my legal fees and the full cost of my after care to be set by my attorney. All the above will be paid by five pm this coming Friday night.”
Carl stood there laughing fit to bust.
”You’re fucking delusional why should we pay you anything we have what we came for so you can fuck off.”
”Twenty percent.”
”What.”
”I said twenty percent.”
”I heard you the first time but what does it mean?”
”That’s the projected amount of revenue you will lose in the first two years following a court cast against your company sighting complicity in the breakup of my marriage and the alienation of my children and wife.”
”Did you just pluck that figure from the air as you made the whole thing up.”
”No, I did an in-depth analysis of your companies clients and what they pay you. It’s all perfectly legal yours is a publicly owned company so all the information is readily available on the website. Just think what the effect it will have on your fathers campaign for Congressman he is after all running on a family values ticket. Then there’s your customers opinion you have a number of political and showbiz personalities on your PR books. One whiff of scandal and they will abandon ship. Then there’s your advertising branch, you have two children’s clothing outlets, a baby product company and a sports ware producer. All high-profile companies, they’ll dump you like a hot brick. And when all the shit hits the fan they’ll be a board meeting and you will be out as the sacrificial lamb. So, you see $10m is a cheap alternative.”
Suddenly Carl wasn’t looking so smug in fact he looked quite sick.
”My attorney will provide you with the total sum and it better be in her account by Friday at five pm.”
Nobody had anything to say after that, but I could see Carl was still thinking of a way out, so I continued.
”Oh, and Carl if you think that me disappearing will help you think again. I have sent the whole story to five out of state attorney’s and if anything happens to me they send it to the media.”
I could see by the look on his face that I had been spot on in what he was thinking. He now looked completely beaten. As we left I called over my shoulder.
”Five pm Friday.”
After we left and got back to my room Grace asked me why I had caved and allowed Carl to adopt my children when I had seemed so against it before. I gave her the DNA test results to read, after she examined them she burst out laughing.
”You crafty bastard the kids aren’t yours who’s are they?”
”I don’t know but I intend to find out because this proves she was cheating on me and Carl at the same time. And when I find out I’ll make sure Carl find’s out too.”
”Mark I would hate to get on your wrong side, you should have been an attorney you would have been great at it.”
”Thanks, but I don’t have the killer instinct.”
”Actually, you do, you just haven’t used it yet.”
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The doctor called in to see my later that day and informed me I could go home the next day if I had help available. Phil and Cam said I could move in with them temporarily so that’s what I did. I still had to go to the hospital twice a week to change my dressing and pee in a jar to make sure my kidney had healed. Friday came round and I waited with bated breath for five pm, I needn’t have worried. At three thirty my attorney phoned my saying the money had been deposited to the sum of $10,861,312 in the holding account. Fuck I was rich, well richer than I was. Grace had already taken her share and transferred the rest to my checking account. Life went on.
After eight weeks of loving care from my friends I moved back into my house but there was no joy in it I was lonely, and the house seemed empty and sad. I decided to move to be near the one I loved the most, my sister.
I went into work and called a meeting with May and Greg. I explained that I needed a fresh start away from here and they understood. I then went on to tell them what a great job they had done and thanked them. I then surprised them by giving them the ownership of the business including all the money they had made in my absence. I took them both out to dinner and said my farewells.
Next stop my good friends Phill and Cam. I took them out to dinner and presented them with a check for $500k for my convalescence care. They tried to refuse me, but I explained Carl’s company had to pay for my care so really it was his money not mine, so they accepted. After dinner we sat having a class of wine and I told them I was leaving for New York to live near my sister. Phil asked me what I intended to do with my house. I said I would probably rent it out. He seemed to get a bit embarrassed and started to fidget so I told him to spit it out. He explained to me that his eldest son Eric had just finished his degree in engineering and has a job lined up in a local company. Not only that but he has got his girlfriend pregnant and intends to marry her, but they have no where to live. They didn’t want to live with his parents for obvious reasons so would I be willing to rent them my house. I was delighted, not only would I be helping my friends out, but I would be giving a young couple a start in life. I told Phil he was to set the rent amount according to what they could comfortably afford. And as I didn’t need the money they were to put it in a collage saving account for their new-born child’s education. Cam hugged me so hard I was sure she cracked my ribs again, and I could see tears in Phil’s eyes.
I called Paty the next day and explained what had happened and could I stay with her until I found a place of my own. She was delighted and started making plans for things for us to do.
Three weeks later I closed the door on my house for the last time and cried a little on my way over to Phil’s to drop the keys off. I also dropped off the pink slip for Jen’s car and told him to give it to his son as a house warming present. Hugs all round and a tearful goodbye with a promise to keep in touch.
I arrived at Paty’s place after an enjoyable road trip lasting two weeks, I was in no hurry, so I stopped when I felt like it and stayed a while. Paty tried to hug me to death but finally let me go when I said I couldn’t breathe. She showed me to my room and said we were going out to dinner with a friend. It would be a casual dinner so no need to dress up, Slacks and a shirt would be fine we would meet her friend there. We went to a nice diner with waitress service and a well-stocked bar, as we entered I realised I’d been set up sitting at the table waiting for us was Jen’s sister Ami. At first I was angry, but I could never stay mad at Paty for long, so I decided to just roll with it. As we approached the table Ami got up and hugged Paty then to my utter surprise she hugged me saying what a bitch Jen was and she hoped she roasted in hell. Ami lived nearby and worked at an advertising agency in accounts.
The evening went really well and when we moved into the dance area Ami was the first to drag me onto the floor. We danced two waltz’s and one slow dance then returned to a smiling Paty.
”You two looked so right together out there just like a couple.”
Ami turned bright red, and I made a hasty retreat to the gents. I danced with both Ami and Paty for the rest of the evening but avoided the slow ones. At the end of the evening, we put Ami in a cab and called another for ourselves. When we got home I chided Paty for setting me up, but she just laughed and went to bed. The next day we went house hunting, I didn’t want an apartment I’d got used to living in a house and liked the routine of clearing up the yard and mowing the lawn. It would also come in handy for hosting a BBQ or party or just having friends over, when I made some. I couldn’t believe the house prices, but we were in the commuter belt for New York City, so I had to bite the bullet and stump up the cash for what I wanted. After a few weeks of searching, I settled for a three-bed starter home with Kitchen/dining room and separate lounge. It also had a reasonable sized back garden and front lawn but what really sold it to me was the fact that it was in a secure community with only one way in past a security guard. The community boasted a proper pool with a gym and play area for the families with children, it even had its own babysitting service, Paty loved it and wanted to move in with me, just joking.
Before I moved in I needed to furnish and decorate the place, I also needed to buy all the usual stuff like Towels, pots and pans and stuff like that. I was lucky in that it came with all the kitchen appliances, but I needed to shop for food and other essentials. Ami and Paty were marvellous helping me choose what I needed and because of that it didn’t lack the woman’s touch and looked more homely and less like a man cave. I furnished one room working in a desk, top of the range computer with my own designed motherboard and operating system. A work bench, several cabinets and of course a fire proof safe. I was encouraged to hold a house warming party by Paty and Ami. As I didn’t know anyone here the house was filled with Paty’s and Ami’s friends. I think the idea was to get me to make friends with some of the guests. It seemed to work as I was now on several peoples phones and friend lists on social media accounts. The next few weeks were parties and BBQ’s almost every weekend. I found I was enjoying my new found popularity and almost never thought about Jen anymore.
During this time Ami and I had become close and more than friends but not yet lovers. One night I was supposed to take Ami and Paty to the theatre, but Paty cried off at the last-minute claiming stomach cramps, so Ami and I went alone. As we were sitting watching The Taming of The Shrew Ami reached over and held my hand. I was taken by surprise as the most we had done was a kiss on the cheek. After the play we caught a cab back to Ami’s apartment complex and as I walked her to the door the cab pulled away. I swore as it was almost impossible to get a cab this far out of town. Ami just laughed I said it wasn’t funny I would have to walk over two miles to get home. She replied ”in that case you had better stay the night.” She then pulled my head down to give me the most sensuous kiss I had ever had, taking my hand she led me to her front door and pulled me in. She immediately started making out as she led me to her bedroom, I was standing in her bedroom looking bemused when she said.
”Just what does a girl have to do to get laid with you, I waited so long I thought it was time I made the first move.” And she started to get undressed, my little man wasn’t so little anymore, and I did likewise. Once we were naked she dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth giving me a long slow blow job. I taped her head to let her know I was near, but she just doubled her efforts until I came in her mouth, and she swallowed the lot. It had been such a long time since I had any sex at all I nearly passed out with the intensity of my climax. I fell onto the bed panting like I had just run a marathon. After I recovered I said.
”That was the most fantastic BJ I have ever had now let me return the compliment.”
I laid her on the bed and spread her legs to see the most beautiful pussy lips I have ever seen. I started by kissing her legs from ankle to crotch then licking behind her knees which drove her wild. I progressed to kissing around her mound and occasionally parting her lips with my tongue, her lips were now a dark brown signalling she was ready. I parted her lips with my fingers and blew on her clit making her lift her hips, I then licked her clit and pushed my tongue as far into her vagina as I could. I repeated this several times alternating sucking her lips and clit as she was approaching her orgasm I slipped a finger into her back door, and she screamed her orgasm and lifted herself almost off the bed. She collapsed into unconsciousness, and I laid there holding her until she recovered, she looked into my eyes.
”What did you do to me? I’ve never done that before. My sister must be mad to give you up but thank God she did, I will never let you go in fact I may never let you out of this bed, Fuck I’m shattered.”
We laid in each other’s arms and recovered and started kissing passionately I slowly rubbed her breast’s until I felt her respond and her breathing quickened. I moved my mouth down to her breast’s and sucked each nipple in turn as I slowly fingered her pussy. She reached behind my head and pulled my head into her breast as she started to orgasm again. She had two more orgasm’s in this way then demanded I put my raging hard on into her pussy and started to pump. I started slow and built up the speed until she was about to orgasm and then I slowed down to teas her. After I had done this several times she slapped my ass and demanded that I finish the job, which I did and gave her several orgasms before obtaining my release. We laid naked on the bed holding each other until we woke in the morning. We had a quick bathroom visit and did it all again then fell back to sleep.
We finally woke up at one pm and decided we needed food more than another session. We wondered down to the local deli and ordered some lunch and coffee. After lunch we went back to Ami’s apartment and discussed what had happened. Ami said she had fancied me from the first time we met and envied her sister. When we broke up she confided this to Paty and asked for her help in getting nus together. Paty of course was delighted and said she was sure I would be interested once I got over Jen. I said I was interested as soon as I saw her at Paty’s when I arrived but thought it would be a bit tacky hitting on my wife’s sister. ”I didn’t want you to think it was just a rebound thing, so I kept my distance.” Ami said she understood and was grateful that I had considered her feelings before making a move, but she couldn’t wait anymore so she and Paty had connived to arrange last night. We both had a good laugh over that then Ami texted to Paty mission accomplished. I still had on last night’s clothes and needed a change, so Ami took me home to get changed. Ami was nothing like her sister and I felt completely comfortable with her. There was no wondering when she would kick of at the least little thing and start a fight. We just seemed to fit, Paty remarked on it several times and seemed happy for us.
In the meantime, I had been working on my project and it was finally finished. The beauty of this program and hardware was it’s versatility. It could be tweaked to be used for military purposes, games, aeronautical, both commercial and light aircraft and even automotive application.
I decided to approach one of the leading games providers as I was sure the rigorous testing by gamers would turn up any glitches. When I approached the games company I was met with some scepticism as the thought they already had the best programmers in the world. After demonstrating my new approach, they asked for a three-month trial which I agreed to supplying them with a sealed unit and tamper proof software. After the trial was over they called a meeting to discuss the way forward. I attended with my sister the corporate attorney and one of her colleagues specialising in this type of negotiation. ##### Games wanted to buy the patents from me and offered a generous $120m knowing they could sell it on and would also make five times that in game sales worldwide. I refused stating that I would only sell the rights to manufacture under licence for a ten-year period and would want $50m and a 1% override on all applications using my hardware and software over the same period. After several hours we settled on a compromise of $65m and.5% over the ten-year period. Contracts were drawn up signed and a handshake sealed the deal. I was now a very wealthy man even after tax, but I wasn’t finished yet. I did similar deals with the leading supplier of aircraft to the military, the civil aeronautical establishment and even one of the leading auto manufacturers. I cash terms I was now worth over $250m after taxes with a ten-year projection worth over $3.5billion. I could barely comprehend the wealth I now had and took advise on how to invest it. The interest at a conservative estimate if I just left it in the bank would be over $12,000,000 before taxes.
Ami and I were now living together, and she was renting out her apartment, my sister was seeing another attorney and they were getting serious. It was now just over a year years since I left to start a new life and I felt it was time to take some revenge on the two people who had hurt me so much. I sat down with Ami and explained I still wanted revenge on her sister and was she alright with it to the point where she said. ”Burn the bitch and if I can help just ask.”
We sat and planed all sorts of scenarios but in the end we decided to wait a little longer to act out our revenge. We had just finished dinner when the phone rang. It was the assistant DA from Freestone Texas. They had caught the men who had attacked me and wanted me to testify in three weeks’ time. I of course agreed. When the time came Ami insisted she came with me, so we decided to make it a short vacation and arrive the week before the trial. We flew the 1600 miles to Texas and Phil picked us up from the airport and dropped us at our hotel. As a thankyou we took Phil and Cam to dinner at the Regency Club restraint. Cam and Ami looked gorgeous in their cocktail dresses putting Phil and I in the shade. Phil had on his best going to church suit and I wore my new $2000 hand crafted Italian suit. Together we four looked like well to do tourist’s. None of us had ever been into this restaurant before as we could never have afforded it before my new found wealth.