plunge The Slut

by gonetopot

Sixteen years, that phone number kept running through my mind. I 'd crop my ass off and done the best I could to give her everything she wanted for XVI years. She had a good job, made good money, but she never had a problem spending mine. Now I 'm sitting in my kitchen, watching the sun go down through the back doorway and wondering what I do with the remainder of my life. I actually thought about keeping her and trying to make it work but how do you make a marriage work when the wife is a cheating trollop ? She 's not even a working girl, a cyprian gets paid for her sex work. My married woman is just a slut who gives it away for free. Why should I outride with the slut who takes what I pay for and gives it away ? xvi year I was the congregation toilsome working married man. She told me she could n't suffer tyke. I found out she just did n't want any because it would interfere with her slut natural process. It took me six months to put together the parcel that would end our marriage. I finally realized that I 'd never really had a have intercourse wife, just a slut who used me to pay for her fun. And where in the perdition was all the money she 'd made for the last sixteen twelvemonth ? Well, fun time is over for her.

I 'm Greg Martin, 46 long time old, just under six foot, brown pilus, juicy eyes, slim, a regular looking guy. I started my own distribution firm out of college and was doing very well financially when I met Susan, sixteen years ago. She was beautiful, six years younger than me, small at five animal foot two, a hundred pounds, nice pie-eyed ass, bright gloomy eyes and a smile that stopped dealings. I fell in love instantly. I chased her for almost a twelvemonth before she let me entrance her. It was double-dyed, at least it was perfect for me. She had a career in marketing for a large corporation in our city. We tried for two years to ca-ca a infant before she told me her doctor said her underground were improper and she could never carry a child wax full term. I was sad for a spell but I loved Susan and we talked about acceptance. Susan talked me into waiting for a twosome of class. She would get so sad every time I brought the theme of acceptation up I finally stopped. I thought she was sad because she could n't have got her own baby. I learned that Susan is a great actress.

Our sex life was good, a few times a workweek. We enjoyed oral but she did n't want to do anal retentive. I loved making her cum with my mouth and hands. My favorite loving was to open her a hot oil massage, relaxing her whole physical structure, then slowly stroking her soft vaginal brim until her moans told me she was ready for my mouth to heat her up. I would thrash and give suck her beautiful cunt until she had as many as three orgasms. Then we would make love and it was such a wonderful feeling to be inside her, the soft rampart of her pussy gently squeezing my cock until I would cum. I was going to miss the loving.

It was almost a year ago that I found out my wife was in marketing at her bay window because she was the gift the customers won when they made big bargain. The magnanimous the sale the greater the reward. Now I know why a few times a class she had to 'go on the road'for a week. A week with my married woman was the reward for any purchase over a hundred grand. I also found out she was making almost four times as much as she told me. The part I never saw was in an offshore news report and at the prison term I found out about it there was almost a poop million dollars in the account.

How did I obtain out ? She got sloppy. She had been working from home one Friday, got a call from her office to get over there right now for a special customer, and ran out of the house without turning off her laptop. I came home just after she left and went into the sleeping accommodation to get the file I had been reviewing the night before but forgot on the vanity. I glanced at her open laptop and was about to close the lid on it when something caught my eye. I started reading and could n't think it. She was making notes about a four day 'sales meeting'and detailing how many men she would be 'entertaining'. I went into my habitation office and got a portable drive. I made an persona of her entire simple machine. I realized I was more anguish and confused than mad.

I took the campaign to an old supporter of mine. He was a tech managing director for the caller succeeding door to mine. I told him what I 'd seen and wondered if he could serve me get a broad study from her simple machine because my computing device attainment stopped at basic user level. Jim asked me to give him a week since it was a large image file.

Four days later Jim asked me to chew the fat him. I learned my wife was n't a slovenly woman. She was a highly paid lady of pleasure and hid to the highest degree of her income from me. Jim said there was so much data point about her activities for the shoemaker's last sixteen years I needed to have a forensic accountant review it. He also suggested I hire a private investigation firm to gather electric current evidence so I had options. Jim knew I would n't keep her. I hired a very reputable troupe that would not only compile the data point I had into a useable format but would also go after my wife. I also told them I wanted information that would provide me to sue her potbelly.

The accumulation of data from her laptop was devastating. She had been the fellowship lady of pleasure for marketing before she married me and never stopped. She had a weekly schedule for fucking all the executive director with a diary of date, times, performance and who liked to do what to her. I think what made me mad, finally, was finding out that everyone else got to hump her ass except me. They told me her laptop computer had an excellent protection package in it and the alone way I could suffer gotten access code was to find it the way I did. They said it took them over a week to crack the next point of word on folders containing enough data to crucify just about every top level executive director in her potbelly, clear up to the CFO. It seems she did n't bank anyone and she was probably justified. One folder contained the records of how she got rid of a marketing VP who tried to pressure her to have a go at it his friends. It appears my whore wife had 'standards'. She had video of him with his assistant giving him a blow job. Since his assistant was another man he quietly resigned.

The hardest thing for me to do was persist in to be the gentle loving married man. I did do one matter right that kept her from getting too disturbed or mistrustful. The day I found her laptop I left the folder I had come to get on the dresser and made sure nothing else was moved in the bedroom. I did n't get home from work that day until after six pm. She did ask me a few questions about what I did that day. I told her we were doing annual recap and spent the entire day in a group discussion room. I made sure to do my practiced to act the way I always did. After a few twenty-four hour period she settled back into our pattern bit.

The next metre she went on a road head trip I had the protection troupe put in a full monitoring system that covered our stallion business firm. She always left her personal cell phone at dwelling house when she went on the road because she said their commercial enterprise trips were 12-16 hour days and she was too exhausted to do anything but crash. I had never questioned it, just always told her I would overleap her. They bugged her cell phone. They were even able to get an manipulator into their building and plant life bugs in all the marketing and sale role. I was told none of that could be used in Margaret Court because the hemipterous insect were illegal but it would help them make a face in the setting for the lawsuit against the corporation. Their legal section told me that case could be Worth tenner of millions which made their activity worth the expense. I asked them if everything they were doing was effectual and they advised me to let them worry about it. I could live with that. They also told me that I needed to be patient and make a architectural plan for what end goal I had in intellect. That 's why it was now a year after I found out about her.

I decided that since whoring and money seemed to be all she cared about I 'd shoot all her money and leave her the whoring. My supporter Jim understood how I felt. Three long time earlier his wife had divorced him and taken one-half of everything he had worked hard for. It was n't until after the divorce was final that he found out she was having an affair with his business cooperator. There was n't much he could do about her but his business better half had a sudden urge to sell his share of the company and actuate out of the body politic, just as soon as he got out of the hospital. Jim had some gravid estimation and have a go at it some hoi polloi who could help.

The 1st part of the program was to get me miserable. When Susan was going to be served I would induce nothing. That portion was soft because Susan never cared how my business ran and I always managed the household accounts. All she cared about was having her recognition cards approved. Susan had always demanded that her credit carte du jour be in her name only. All I got was the monthly note. I sold my fellowship to Jim. According to the finance records my five tumid clients had all terminated their business with me over a period of nine calendar month. When the sale was terminal the company sold at a departure. I was unemployed. I was living on our rescue account. When the savings account ran out I cashed in all our securities. I fell ill and was hospitalized for two workweek. I had no aesculapian insurance policy once my company was gone. I used the death of my uncommitted cash to pay the doctor and hospital bills. Susan visited me for one minute in the morning and one minute at night. At least she came every day. She never asked about money and I never said anything. When I went home I put our mansion on the mart. It was not publicly listed and no house was placed on the dimension. The house had been mine before we married. Susan 's name was not on the deed. The profits from the business firm, after all the repairs were calculated, gave me almost 90 thousand dollar bill. I used all of it to pre-pay my lawyer.

The day Susan was served, at work, I was officially devoid. She called me at house. There was a lot of cursing and some screaming but no tears. My front-runner conversation took situation that evening when she got home.

'' Greg, what the sin is going on ? You had me served with divorce paper, citing adultery and mental cruelty. What the fucking is wrong with you ? ``

'' My devout wife. You are a cyprian. You 've been a whore our entire marriage. When I found out I was married to a whore I decided it was n't a life-time I wanted to live. I did n't eff I was a cuckold. Imagine the mental anguish and suffering I 've experienced. I became so ill I was hospitalized. You remember that. ``

'' I do n't know where you got your information but calling me a whore and blaming me for putting you in the hospital is food waste. I 'll take you to court and cleanse you out. ``

'' Oh dearest. You have n't read all the papers yet have you. I 'm broke, no job, no money. I 'm suing you for alimony, medical and financial support for the next five years so I have a chance to originate over after this devastating daze you have given me. I almost forgot. The house is gone. The removal company will be here at 8 am tomorrow to run everything into entrepot. You should be here to tell them where to take it. ``

'' Are you loony ? You ca n't sell the house during a divorcement. ``

'' Yes I can, and did. The home was mine and not office of the property settlement. All I have is my clothes. I 've already moved everything to a acquaintance firm since I ca n't give to pay for an flat. Oh, I almost forgot. All the usefulness were in my name so they will all be shut down by 9 am tomorrow. Well, I 'll be going now. My excruciation is so severe I ca n't stand to be around you any foresighted. I left my attorneys card on the replication. The preliminary court engagement is next week. Bye. ``

I was pretty proud of myself. Instead of grabbing the bawd by the throat and choking the liveliness out of her I played my share just as my lawyer advised. Susan had her attorney contact mine a couple of mean solar day later and he found out that I had n't been kidding. I had no job, no dimension, and no money. My lawyer provided hers with a bag replete of videodisc that showed him the adultery tutelage was very real, in heights definition semblance with surroundings auditory sensation. He also got to brush up a lot of conversations where my wife trashed me so often that even he felt sorry for me. I found out later that her attorney told her the divorce would be simple because I had nothing. He also told her she would probably end up paying me some kind of support. The Court would have to decide what and how much.

Susan was beyond furious. She called me a duo of times every day cursing and threatening me. I made sure every birdsong was recorded.

Our divorce made the newsworthiness it was so bizarre. Susan did n't possess any legal recourse. She had to pay me support for three twelvemonth and even put up a bond certificate to insure it would be paid. She was also ordered to provide me medical reporting on her corporate policy. After our day in court of justice my attorney took me to dinner. He said he 'd never seen someone so sincere on the stand that even the judge felt sorry for me. When I told him it was easy to be sincere because I really had loved her and losing her injury me deeply. He just sighed and told me I did n't deserve what she had done. He asked me if I was going to sue her corporation. I told him there was something being considered. He was a good lawyer but his specialty was divorce, not corporate lawsuits.

Two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. after our divorcement was last the shit hit the fan. Every executive we had on flick was sued individually. The corporation as a whole was sued for multiple irreverence of their own policy manual of arms. Susan was fired the succeeding day. She was n't worried. She had a lot of money overseas. Well, she thought she did. When she went to transfer some monetary fund she discovered that she had no write up, no funds, anywhere. She also discovered her five credit cards had all exceeded there maximum limits.

It took her a patch to find me. I was living in a small cabin in Centennial State. She threatened me with everything, including demise. I quietly listened to her rant for a piece and when she ran down I just sat there. Finally she said `` Do n't you have anything to say. You 've destroyed me you bastard. ``

'' I did not destruct you. You destroyed yourself. I 'm not certainly what money you 've been screaming about. I have no money of yours. I 'm fall in. I live up here because a good Friend took pity on me. He even provides for my utility program and solid food. Some day, when I recover from what you did to me, I may be able-bodied to start over. ``

It was true. I did n't remove any of her money. somebody else did and used it to pay the lawyer who were suing her potbelly and all those executives. The totality number of people being sued was in the dozens because they also went after the clients who had used my ex-wife 's favors for years.

It took almost three years for all the cause to be completed. After all the legal fees and investigation monetary value I was left with only thirteen million dollars to survive on. poor people me.

I guess I could have stopped there. I had ruined a lot of lives and made sure enough Susan was left with goose egg. She had to leave the state. No one would hire her for any job. I kept trail of her. No topic where she settled, every time she got a job her new employer would get a software package with a duo of video recording and a report card. She never kept a job long enough to draw a paycheck. She ended up living with a cousin in CA. Eventually she was forced to make a motion out. Her cousin-german found out she was a lady of pleasure and told her to leave. She was picked up hitchhiking and taken to Battle Born State. I hear she is doing ok in the little town of Beatty, north of Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. She is doing what she always did proficient, being a good whore.

Me ? Jim sold me back my company. I still miss Susan now and then but I 'm doing amercement. Betty and I adopted two beautiful little girls .