Consequences in Columbus

"Are you honorable or afraid of getting caught?" Frank Sonnenberg

Surprise:

"Mom, do you have a special friend?"

The question was asked by her nine-year-old daughter, Adrian, Adi for short. Her twin brother Michael was looking out the car window, seemingly oblivious to his sister's curiosity.

"Mommy has lots of special friends, like Aunt Gail, Mrs. Watson, and Mrs. Kemper, why do you ask dear?" The response came from Kathy Andrews, thirty-nine-year-old mother who was driving her kids home from soccer practice after meeting her lover Ed Porter for a quickie at the Motel Six about three miles from the soccer practice facility. It was where they always met. It was out of the way, so she was sure she'd gone undetected... again.

For the last five months Kat, to her friends, had been fucking young Ed Porter at least once a week. She justified her betrayal by convincing herself it was a midlife crisis, and it would pass. She had little to no affection for Ed, but he was fifteen years her junior, thought she was one hot MILF and made her feel very young and alive, even adventuresome.

Her paramour was nothing like her husband Mitch. Her spouse was dependable, mature, wise beyond his years, loving and kind. Everyone who knew him liked him. He was tall and good looking, an excellent provider which allowed Kat to set aside her career in marketing and devote her time to the gym, their kids, her friends, and recently young Ed.

Mitch came from money, a trust fund kid in fact, but he never touched it. He was an exceptional litigator who rarely ended up in court since most in the legal profession had no desire to square off with him in front of a jury. He was already a partner in his firm, a highly valued commodity at Simms, Edwards & Conners, one of the top practices in Columbus, Ohio. He made good money, but humble and affable with everyone he met. All of that and he never missed one of the kid's games, recitals, or other important family events.

Her husband was part of the reason Kat was cheating. He was so dependable and winsome she was sure they would have an amazing life and grow old together. In her warped way of thinking, Kat thought she loved Mitch and would eventually tell Ed he was history. She told herself she deserved this romp because she was getting older, having been a mom now for nine years. She needed to know she was attractive, desirable, and wanted, not just by Mitch, but by a younger, wilder man who could have his pick of women but chose her.

Ed, fresh out of college for two years could definitely have his pick of women. He'd met Kat at a 5K road race that raised money for the local children's hospital. Ed was slick, smooth, and irritatingly charming. He was all the things Kat hated about young guys when she was in college, but now longed for the type of attention that a player could provide.

And so it was that only forty minutes earlier, at the Motel Six, Ed had Kat on her hands and knees pulling her hips firmly back onto his above average cock, while she panted like a bitch in heat. He unceremoniously spanked her ass while fucking her from behind while she begged him to give it to her harder and faster. He called her slut and whore while making her acknowledge that her cheating married pussy belonged to him and he was much bigger and better than Mitch. Kat had felt bad the first couple of times about allowing Ed to mock and berate Mitch while he plowed her, but he did such wonderfully dirty things to her she began to enjoy his dirty talk and dominance. She'd even given him her ass the third time he fucked her, something she never did with Mitch.

"Fuck Kat," Ed had sighed when he was done with her, "You're such a dirty married whore. I just can't get enough of your cheating pussy."

"It's all yours big boy," Kat purred, as he slid out of her with one final smack on the ass.

She looked at her watch, quickly showered and gave Ed a kiss goodbye. "Mitch is taking the kids camping next weekend lover, so we'll have more time for fun. Gotta run, don't want to be late picking up the kids."

Now in the car, Adi's question brought Kat back to reality. She wasn't sure why she'd asked it, her daughter knew her friends, so she concluded her answer with the question," Why do you ask sweetheart?"

"My friend Julie told me her mom said you have a special friend, a different friend that you spend time with. A man you like more than daddy." Kat suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

"Adi, I have lots of friends, but nobody is more special to me than your daddy!"

"Then why don't you hug and kiss him anymore?" It was amazing what kids could pick up. Kat knew her time with Ed was eroding her affection for Mitch, but she was shocked her young daughter noticed.

Adi responded, "Daddy seems sad, so I asked him why. Was because you have a new special friend and don't kiss and hug him anymore?" Kat was lucky she didn't lose control of the car and drive off the road straight into a ditch.

She could feel her hands becoming clammy and her heart racing. "I do love your daddy. I hug and kiss him all the time sweetie."

"No, you don't mom," Michael chipped in joining the conversation. "Adi and I talk about it all the time. You used to hug and kiss dad every day when he came home from work. After dinner you would hug on the couch while reading to us and after we went to bed we could sometimes hear you guys kissing in the hallway, but not anymore."

Stunned and trying to keep her composure Kat replied. "Maybe I haven't kissed and hugged daddy like I should. That is important for moms and dads to do. But I don't love any friend like I love your daddy and the two of you. Thank you for helping me remember that. I can' wait to get home and smother daddy with hugs and kisses."

The answer seemed to mollify her children which was a huge relief. Kat was pleased with herself. Technically, she hadn't lied. She had no genuine love for Ed, just an intense lust. She thought perhaps it was time to wrap it up with her young stud. She'd proved to herself that she was still hot and desirable. Why take any serious risk with her marriage? "Yes," she thought, "Time to tell Ed goodbye... after next weekend's epic two-day romp while Mitch and the kids were camping...."

But, what to do about Julie's mom Heather, that nosey bitch. How on earth did she know anything? Why would she say that to her daughter. Surely she knew she would repeat it to Adi. Kat was becoming angrier with this soon to be ex-friend.

Ironically, it never dawned on the cheating slut that she was the one at fault. She was the one betraying her vows and giving herself wantonly to another man. The thought that she had no genuine deep love for Mitch, only love for what he gave her never entered her brain. Like other cheaters she had found a way to remain self-righteous while living a lie that would potentially destroy her marriage and leave lifelong emotional scars on her children.

While Kat was void of any loving and rational way to admit wrong and work toward forgiveness and healing, her mind was filled with how to cover all this up until it went away. Then she'd deal with Heather.

Mitch was home when they arrived and both kids jumped into his arms. Adi was grinning from ear to ear, "Daddy mommy wants to give you more hugs and kisses now. She doesn't like her special friend more than you. She said she loves you!"

Mitch looked over Adi's shoulder. If Kat was paying any attention at all she would have seen sadness, not surprise in her husband's eyes, but again, her focus was on deception and getting away clean, not loving the man whose heart she had crushed.

"Thanks Adi, I loved mommy's hugs and kisses," Mitch replied before turning away from Kat who was moving toward him with open arms. Instead of embracing his wife he helped Michael with his backpack. Adi had run off to her room and Michael soon did the same.

Kat was frozen for a moment and then became perturbed at her husband. "Mitch, what was that? I wanted to hug and kiss you. I love you and I want you and our kids to know that." She again moved toward him.

Mitch held up his hand, keeping her at arm's length. "Stop Kat. You haven't returned any of my affections for over two months now. I get a peck on the cheek here or there and the occasional offhand 'love you' as you're walking out the door. Every sexual advance I've made has been rebuffed with you claiming to have a headache, being too tired, or even worse berating me for being a man who only thinks about sex. So please forgive the fuck out of me if I'm not mister warm and fuzzy, now that you want to demonstrate your great love for me in front of our kids."

"Mitch, what are you talking about? I DO LOVE YOU. Maybe I've been distracted or have gotten into a rut, surely you will forgive me that and embrace your wife!"

"Distracted doesn't begin to describe your recent behavior Kat. You're a million miles away even when you're here. You used to enjoy sex with me but now you seem offended if I even make a move to touch you."

"That isn't true Mitch. Why it was only..." Kat's brain finally began to engage, and she realized she couldn't remember the last time she'd fucked her husband.

"Yeah, go ahead Kat, it was only when? Not a month ago after I took you to Lindey's for a special night out while my folks watched the kids. Remember, "I think I had too much wine babe, I'll make it up to you tomorrow night. That never happened."

"Not two weeks ago when I bought you the Victoria's Secret lingerie you told me you liked. I haven't seen it since I handed it to you. So please don't stand there all high and mighty and expect me to run to you like a little puppy dog. I'm not interested in your handouts or your pity."

Discovery:

Mitch Andrews had been shocked a month earlier to discover his wife of twelve years was a liar and a cheat. A year prior, he'd defended the son of a friend who'd began running with the wrong crowd and started selling meth out of his car. Mitch had gotten young Tony Marino a suspended sentence and a couple hundred hours of community service. Tony also gave some helpful information to the local PD which allowed them to put a couple of serious pushers inside for 10-15.

Mitch had also helped that young man find employment as a front desk clerk at one of the local Motel Six properties. Tony had met Kat once so when he spotted her getting out of her car, kissing some slimeball and heading to one of the rooms, he knew exactly who she was. Tony may have made some serious mistakes, but he was far from stupid. It was clear his benefactor's wife was a piece of trash whore but what should he do about it? He considered all his options and finally decided to tell his sister, Heather Mills.

Heather was both stunned and sad. She'd always liked Kat and thought she was a good wife and mother. Her kids were well behaved, and her husband seemed to be a great guy, very much in love with his wife. After thinking about it long and hard she decided on the indirect approach. Heather wrestled with thinking perhaps she was a coward, but her hope was kids telling friends what mommy or daddy said, would find its way back to Kat, and convince her to stop whoring around with the young prick.

When Adi told her dad what Julie had said, Mitch called Heather and asked if she and Ted could join him for coffee. Mitch wanted to hear it directly from Heather but wouldn't consider meeting with her alone. He was married, and regardless of what his wife may be up to, he wasn't going to give anyone the impression he would spend time one on one with a woman who wasn't his wife.

Heather and Ted were very sad to tell Mitch what was going on. They were only casual friends, but nobody likes to see anyone hurting so deeply as Mitch was when they relayed the news. Later in the day he dropped by and chatted for a moment with Tony who confirmed everything and added a few details.

Present:

Kat was reeling. Had she really been that neglectful of her husband? For Mitch's part he just stood there and glared at her for a few seconds, then turned and walked out to the backyard where he lit a cigar and poured himself a bourbon. Later the kids came out and he entertained them blowing smoke rings and telling them stupid dad jokes. Their laughter and hugs were balm for his broken heart. At least he had two kids to love and raise. "That," he thought, "Would have to suffice."

After the kids were in bed Kat began her second attempt to make up with Mitch. She moved to sit on his lap but again was met with a rebuff.

"Mitch, how can we regroup and work this out if you keep pushing me away, you're being so selfish and stubborn!"

Mitch laughed. "Kat, if I completely ignored you, withholding loving touches, intimate conversation and sex with you for over two months and then expected you to immediately forgive me and pretend nothing serious had happened what would you do?"

"I hope I'd be mature enough to see your genuine efforts and welcome your affections."

"Horse shit! You and I both know that is nowhere near the truth. You'd make me pay for at least a month. Remember last year when I forgot to stop on my way home and pick up the Christmas tree for us to decorate? I apologized, fixed that in under one hour, but it was over three days before you began treating me like your husband."

"Fine" Kat said in a huff, knowing the bastard was 100% correct. "I'll be patient, but only for so long buster. You better snap out of it soon and get back to loving me or else."

Mitch wasn't taking the bait. "Or what Kat? You'll withhold sex? Check. You won't give me the time of day? Check. You'll demand I do what you want without reciprocating? Check. So, tell me Kat, what exactly is the or else? Are you going to divorce me? Try to take my kids from me?"

Kat was mortified, this was much worse than she thought. "Mitch, how could you say that? You're the best husband and father I know! I would never divorce you in a million years! Please don't ever speak like this again!"

She was on the verge of tears but by this point Mitch didn't really give a flying fuck how she felt. She again went for an embrace. She needed him to take her in his arms and tell her it would be OK; everything would be fine. But again, he refused. Instead, he just looked at the skank with no emotion.

"Well Kat, you're ignoring one other possibility. I may divorce you."

He said it so matter of factly, with no feeling that Kat gasped and began to cry. Mitch got up and Kat did too, thinking he was finally going to hug her. He just brushed past her. "Not tonight Kat, I have a headache."

The bedroom door was locked when she came up an hour later. She slept in the guest room, crying herself to sleep.

Mitch kissed his kids at the breakfast table the next morning and headed out the door before Kat came downstairs. He'd always been an early riser and he enjoyed some time with the twins before heading to the office.

Kat had intended to get up and cook him a big breakfast like she used to, but she overslept. Emotionally exhausted she slept fitfully and missed her alarm. As she drove the kids to school Adi asked, "Are you and daddy hugging and kissing more mom?"

"We're going to be baby, very soon. Mommy loves daddy but I hurt his feelings, so I need to show him how much I love him." Adi and Michael both smiled at this and hopped out of the car in front of school chasing after their friends headed into the building.

Kat spent an hour or so at the local coffee shop working on her plan to get Mitch back under control and loving her the way she wanted. Once again, there was little to no self-reflection or comprehension of how far off course she had drifted. This was more than apparent when her phone buzzed with a text.

EP -- How is my wicked married slut today?

KA -- Sorry, not in the mood, Mitch is mad at me

EP -- What's the matter, is cuckie mad wifey is getting bigger and better dick?

KA -- Stop! I said I wasn't in the mood. If Mitch ever found out I'd be done for.

EP -- Fuck that, you could clean him out in the divorce. Claim he hurts the kids; it works ever time.

KA -- Really? That is your answer? Fuck my husband over after fucking you behind his back?

EP -- As long as I'm fucking you babe, I couldn't give a shit about sissy wimp Mitch.

KA -- He's not a wimp, he's a good man and a great father

EP -- Whatever. If he was such a good man you wouldn't be begging me to fuck your married pussy. Maybe I should drop by bend Mitch over and put a smile on his face too!"

This was Kat's moment of truth. In all the time they'd screwed he'd never been derogatory on this level about Mitch. This was Kat's chance to tell him to fuck off. She could be done with him and get back on track with Mitch. Instead, she blinked. She was still mad at Mitch for not being sweet with her last night. The thought of him being put in his place excited her sexually. She showed Ed her true colors.

KA -- Stop, you're sooooo bad!

EP -- Oh, I see, my married fuck toy likes the idea of her stud taking her husband and making him a bitch too.

KA -- Please Ed, don't.

EP -- Don't what?

KA -- Please don't bend Mitch over and make him your gay bottom bitch.

EP -- So you want me to manhandle your hubby huh? I can feel it in your words, you're so turned on right now. Tell me. Tell me what you want me to do.

KA -- Please Ed, use your big fat cock to make my hubby your submissive sissy bitch. Push him down and make him suck it, then plow him doggy style and breed his sissy ass!

EP -- Wow, you really are a piece of work whore. I may have to take you up on your request. But first I have next weekend with you, while cuckie babysits. Maybe in the future he'll take care of my kids too after I knock you up.

KA -- Stop it bad boy, I gotta go. See you Wednesday afternoon.

EP -- OK, wear the slutty outfit hubby bought for you. I want you wearing what he paid for when I give it to you."

KA -- Yes sir.

Kat had decided. If Mitch wanted to be a bastard, two could play at that game. "Fuck him" she thought. "He doesn't deserve someone as good as me. It would serve him right if I dumped his ass and took the kids."

Returning to her plans she knew she'd have Wednesday and the next weekend, then she would decide if she was done with Ed or not. She didn't want Ed to dominate her husband, but at the same time she never considered why had such disdain for him. The delusional whore still thought she loved her husband and kids, and this was just a fling. She was clueless as to how much she'd given Ed. She thought it was loveless sex. Any rational person would have seen she'd fallen under his control, but it was completely lost on her.

The night before she'd cried herself to sleep thinking Mitch didn't want her. Now she was playing the cuck queen wife with some young punk who got her off belittling her husband. No question about it, she was one hundred percent fucked in the head.

She was also fucked every other way to Sunday but didn't know it yet. Mitch had gotten access to her phone over three weeks ago. He'd never seen her go this far but combined with the evidence he had from the PI surveilling the room and the text messages; he had a complete understanding of his wife's plans. He chuckled, "Sissy and cuckie huh? Well, we will have to see about that!"

For the kid's sake Mitch did hug and give quick kisses to Kat the rest of the week. Just enough to help them be OK for the moment. The shit storm was coming and that would be another matter altogether, but for the time being, he played along.

For her pat Kat assumed Mitch was coming around. He wasn't affectionate, but he was moving in that direction. She decided to punish him by withholding sex the rest of the week. She was sweet but if he tried anything she would shut him down. The funny thing was, if the kids were not around, Mitch seemed completely disinterested in anything physical with her. She even tried prancing around him in one of her slinky outfits, but he just ignored her. Kat wanted to scream!

Her Wednesday liaison with Ed was good but not great. She was distracted by her husband's lack of interest in her. Ed's normal dirty talk fell a bit flat although she still came hard twice in their hour together.

Ed could tell something was wrong and was displeased with his whore. Didn't she know he expected her to perform up to his standards? Certainly, she understood he could have any pussy he wanted. The old cow was lucky he picked her. The more he dwelt on her lack of taking care of his needs the angrier he became. As she was getting up to shower, Ed quickly pulled her over his lap and began spanking her. Not playful slaps of foreplay, but hard punishing swats. At first Kat was shocked, then she felt pain. Finally, she was infuriated.

"Stop it Ed, this isn't funny, you're hurting me!" Smack, smack smack...

"That's the general idea of discipline bitch. You've been bad today, woefully under preforming, so you need a hard and swift lesson!" One hand held her in place as her legs flailed and she tried to squirm away. The other hand rained down punishment on her round plump ass.

She was sobbing when he finally stopped and pulled her up, so they were nose to nose. "Kat, when I come over on Friday, you better be all in and raring to go. If you try to pull this disinterested shit again, I'll repeat this and then I'll send your hubby lots of pictures and recordings that will clearly show him what kind of cunt he married. I love your body and enthusiasm but don't confuse that with affection for you. I'll dump your ass and grab another empty-headed bimbo slut so fast it will make your head spin. Do you understand me slut?"

Kat was mortified but nodded her head yes. Ed just sneered, "Say it bitch. Say you understand."

"Yes Ed, I understand. I'll be a good girl for you this weekend."

He laughed and let her shower. As she left Kat began to realize how far she'd fallen. It was becoming clear to her she was now emotionally connected to her paramour. He had become more than a fuck buddy; he owned part of her heart. She was disgusted with herself but had to keep it together until Friday. On top of that, her ass really hurt. It was hard to even sit down.

So many thoughts swirled in her head.

"How could she break up with him? Would he let her go? She wasn't in control of Ed; it was the other way around."

"Could she somehow get his phone and delete everything he had on her? It would be game over if Mitch ever saw any of that."

"Why the hell had she ever taken up with Ed in the first place? Clearly he was nothing but a selfish bastard."

She'd have to think though this very carefully.

On Friday morning before Mitch left for work Kat approached him with an idea.

"Baby, you're taking the kids camping this weekend, how about the next you and I go away and reconnect? I'll find a place for us, and we can get our mojo reset. I miss my husband and want him back."

Mitch looked at her wondering how anyone could be so clueless. "Sure Kat, why don't you make plans for the next weekend. That sounds good." She went to hug him, but he was quickly up from his chair, gave her a light peck on the cheek and out the door.

Kat spent the rest of the day getting ready for her weekend with her Ed. She worked out for a couple hours, then took a long steam and treated herself to a wonderful massage at the club. Later as she relaxed in a hot bath she was trying to work out how to tell young Ed they were through without him blowing his stack and wreaking havoc in her life. While she'd played along with his dirty talk and his rough fucking, Wednesday was alarming, and she knew it was time to call it quits.

She realized Ed would be mad and try to take it out on her. She wouldn't tell him until later Sunday an hour or so before Mitch and the kids got home, that way he would have had a full weekend of her enthusiastic loving. If he balked, she'd call his bluff, telling him she would out him as well and he'd probably be fired from his job. She had no clue if this was true, but it was a plan. Kat wasn't the sharpest pencil in the box.

Within an hour of kissing Mitch and the twins goodbye Kat was taking it missionary style in her marriage bed from Ed. She was squealing with delight as he laid into her for the first of what would be many times that weekend.

An hour later, Mitch and the kids had set up their camp in a glorious, wooded location and one of the best local guides was beginning their first lesson in fly-fishing. Mitch was avid about the outdoors, and he wanted his children to develop the same passion. From the looks on their faces, they were off to a good start. Despite his slut wife, Mitch was genuinely happy.

While the last light of the day was fading on Friday evening, the newest fly fisherman and woman were learning how to put their tackle away. Their mother was bent over the kitchen table taking it hard from behind while her lover smacked her tight ass.

The two pictures couldn't be more different. And so, the weekend went...

Nearing the End:

Sunday morning Ed did what he did every Sunday, he went for a run. The wife stealing piece of shit was nothing if not predictable. He ran the same five-mile loop through a local wildlife area each week. It was quiet here and Ed saw very few people while he ran in the early morning. He'd backed his car out of Mitch's garage and drove thirty minutes to the secluded parking lot. He'd fucked his cheating slut so much yesterday; she'd probably need a break this morning. He'd gladly give her a brief respite, he thought until he made her is willing bitch again around lunch time.

Ed never noticed the car following him. It didn't pull into the parking lot until Ed had stretched and started his run. Once he was out of site a dark grey van pulled up and four men emerged. They were dressed in running gear and they began heading down the trail in the opposite direction. At some point they would pass Ed going the other way.

They picked their spot carefully and waited. Two of these men were friends of Tony Marino and they owed him. When Tony spilled some of his knowledge of their operations to the police he'd contacted them first and told them to get out of town for a while. They were grateful for his help, so when he asked for a favor with some no-good wife stealing piece of shit they were all too happy to help.

For his part, Tony never filled Mitch in on his plan. In the world he'd chosen, a man paid his debts and didn't make a big deal about it. Mitch had been a stand-up guy as Tony's lawyer and now the young man was going to repay him. But he was well aware Mitch couldn't know about it. He'd probably say no to Tony's form of justice, or worse the cops would find a way to tie Mitch into the attack. Nope, keeping this anonymous was the best pathway forward.

Back to the moment at hand, the four plodded down the path until they found a bend in the trail that was perfect. Stepping back into the brush a couple of feet they donned ski masks and waited patiently for their prey. Twenty minutes later he appeared.

Ed Porter saw himself as a man's man. He thought he was tough although he'd only been in two minor scraps his entire life and one of those was in the second grade. When two men stepped into the path about twenty feet in front of him, blocking his way, he puffed up and continued on. He'd just run right through them!

He grunted in pain and was shocked when the taller of the two men clotheslined him. His head snapped back, his feet when up and he landed on the hard dirt with a thud. The wind was knocked out of him, and the two men were on him at once while their two compatriots took up lookout positions along the trail about fifty feet in each direction.

In three short minutes, Ed got the shit kicked out of him. The men were silent as they worked him over. They'd done this many times before and knew to keep their mouths shut, lest the voices be used later to identify them. Once down, Ed offered no resistance but took the fetal position trying unsuccessfully to protect himself from the beating he was taking.

Once they were satisfied the only way Ed was leaving the park was when somebody called an ambulance they stopped. By that point lover boy had three cracked ribs, multiple cuts, and abrasions, two missing teeth, badly mangled testicles, and a minor concussion. They hauled him off the pathway into the brush. He was moaning but when one of them men put a choke hold on him and told him to listen carefully he obeyed.

In a harsh whisper the leader spoke, "You have forty-eight hours to get the fuck out of town. Go get patched up, then pack and leave. If you ever come back we'll find you and when we're done we'll dump what is left of you in the lake. If you speak to the police we'll kill you. If you speak to Kathy Andrews we'll torture you to death. Do you understand?"

Ed nodded his head yes. The last words he heard before passing out were, "Forty-eight hours, we'll be watching." An hour later another jogger was trudging down the trail when she heard moaning coming from the brush. She happened to be part of Columbus's finest, an off-duty detective. She found Ed and called an ambulance. She looked around for clues, finding some badly shaped footprints but nothing else of help.

As a fifteen-year veteran, she knew a set up when she saw one. These guys were good. They left little to no trace that could be used to find or identify them. There were no cameras in this section of the nature area. She thought about it for a moment. The closest traffic camera was over a mile away with literally dozens of cars passing through every few minutes. It would be virtually impossible to track down a couple hundred cars, assuming they'd driven and not taken a different way in. She sighed deeply, knowing before the investigation began that it would take a miracle to solve.

As it turned out no miracle was forthcoming. In fact, after one night in the hospital Ed Porter checked himself out and disappeared for good. Two detectives had tried to talk to him the night before, but he faded in and out and they got nothing. They left deciding to return the next day. They arrived at noon. Ed was long gone.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch... when Ed didn't return from his run, the lying bitch tried to reach him by voice and text messages but to no avail. The attackers had been smart enough to take the phone with them so the cops couldn't connect Ed to Kat Andrews. As the day wore on the cheating wife became more frantic, but what could she do?

Ed had left his dop kit and a couple of changes of clothes at Kat's. She began to remove traces of Ed's visit. She took all his belongings and placed them in a large trash bag. Next she began washing the bedding then drove two blocks over and dropped the trash bag in the dumpster behind the 7-11. Returning home, she was confident she'd washed all clues of Ed's presence off her and out of their house. She was humming happily with the notion she'd covered her tracks perfectly. She wouldn't have been humming if she knew about the hidden cameras that captured everything.

Final Reckoning:

By 3 PM on Sunday afternoon three weary but successful fly-fishermen arrived at Mitch's parents' home. He told the kids on the way home they would be spending the night with grams & gramps. His young ones were tired but very happy. They always got goodies there that mom and dad didn't often shell out at home!

Mitch gave his parents a hug and a smile at the front door after Adi and Michael were inside at the kitchen table eating some well-earned ice cream. Thanks to Kat, everyone's life was about to get a lot harder for the foreseeable future. Her utter selfishness had doomed the marriage. Mitch had clued his folks in the week before. Both Harriette and Frank Andrews were enraged and heartbroken. Frank's parents had divorced so he knew first had what his grandkids were in for. Had Tony invited him to go along that morning on the ambush he would have gladly joined in. Harriette gave Mitch one more lingering hug. "We love you and the kids with all our hearts Mitch. We'll all make it."

Her son started to tear up as he turned and left. On their way home from fishing Mitch has also called Kat's parents in Akron and relayed the news. He'd stopped at a small roadside park and let Adi and Michael run a bit, so they were out of earshot of his conversation.

At first Kat's parents were shocked, then unbelieving, and finally mortified when undeniable proof of their daughter's whorish ways was produced. Mitch tried to soften the blow. He knew her folks were good people, and they didn't raise their daughter to be a lying skank slut. He had edited a few sentences out of the recording but left enough of the X-rated material in so there could be no question as to the validity of his claim.

Mitch also reassured them they would not lose contact with their grandchildren. He was adamant that he would never stay married to Kat, but Adi and Michael were as much a part of their family as his folks. He promised they would continue to have unlimited access. Both her parents thanked him with sad voices. They also committed not to call or interfere in any way until Mitch and Kat talked that evening.

A bewildered Kat sat on the living room couch mindlessly fidgeting with her phone waiting for Mitch and the kids to return. "What the hell had happened to Ed?" Suddenly an alert popped up on her local crime app announcing a runner had been badly beaten on the Scioto Grove River Park trail early Sunday morning. One Edward Porter was found semi-conscious by a fellow runner. No suspects were yet in custody. Robbery did not appear to be a motive.

Kat was shocked and scared. "Did Mitch arrange this? Would he be so cruel as to have her lover beaten half to death?" Being the brave and caring soul she was, Kat immediately deleted Ed from her contacts. She was smart enough not to have any pictures or other correspondence with him in her files. "She would never contact him again," she thought, and Mitch would never be the wiser. She then poured herself a very healthy portion of a Pinot Grigio she'd opened a few minutes earlier.

When Mitch came through the door almost an hour later, Kat was composed and loving. She was confused the kids didn't run in ahead of their daddy as they usually did, shouting about whatever exciting news they had to deliver. As she stood, she looked at him wondering.

"They're at mom and dads for the night." Not hello, or how was your weekend, or tales about the fishing expedition, just matter of fact information. At first, Kat was hopeful. "Did her husband finally want a romantic evening with his bride?" The look on his face immediately squashed that notion.

Mitch poured himself a smaller helping of the Pinot and invited his wife to sit. She sat on the couch assuming he'd sit next to her. He plopped down on the far side of the room in one of their overstuffed leather chairs.

"Kat, before I begin sharing some thoughts with you I want to give you a chance to tell me anything you think I should know. I don't want to rush this conversation, so I'd like to give you the floor. Please, is there anything you need to tell me as your husband?"

"I know we've been distant Mitch and you feel I'm not affectionate or loving. I know some odd gossip the kids repeated may play a part in that, but I love you with all my heart. I love our kids, our family our life. I'm committed to us and working hard to be the loving wife you deserve."

Mitch looked and felt as sad as he ever had in his life. "That's it Kat, nothing else?"

"I'm not sure what you're looking for Mitch. Is there something specific you want from me?"

Mitch said nothing. He took out his phone, pulled up one of the dozen recordings he had of the whore and asshole fucking.

"Oh, fuck yes! Fuck me Ed, give me that big cock! I love how deep you are inside me!"

"You're such a slut Kat. You love my cock better than your cuck husbands don't you?"

"Yes, you're so much bigger and better stud, please give it to your bitch! Pound me!"

"I'll pound you alright bitch, (slap on ass) take this big fat cock! (slap) Beg me for it whore! (slap)

Mitch hit the pause. "Would you like to hear more Kat? How about the part where you beg your lover to make me his bottom bitch? Let's play all the recordings I have of your dirty fucking and that will get you so revved up maybe you'll have enough left for a pity fuck for sissy hubby!"

Kat was crying although Mitch couldn't discern why. It couldn't be from shame or guilt. Ed had been in her pussy most of the day. (He hadn't yet heard the news.) Maybe it was simply the shock of hearing herself and her paramour in front of her husband that caused all the emotion.

"No Mitch, please don't play anymore."

Mitch sat silently appraising his wife and what may happen next.

Kat returned to what she knew best, lying. "Mitch, Ed bullied me into saying those things. I didn't mean any of it. I was feeling a bit lost when he started hitting on me and I was weak and gave in one time. Once that happened, he told me he had pictures and would share them with you if I didn't continue. Please baby, you've got to believe me."

Mitch snorted. "Believe you? Seriously Kat, bullying, and blackmail is the tact you're going to take here? Me relying on your truthfulness is the pathway you choose?

"Mitch, I do love you and I'm telling the truth. Please, for our sake, for the sake of our kids, you must believe me. I'm all in and Ed is out of the picture for good. I'll never see him again and never fall prey to his machinations. He's a piece of shit but he was cunning, and I fell for it once and then had no choice."

"I tell you what cunt, I'm sorry I mean Kat, how about you and I watch the video of our bedroom, living room and kitchen I have from this weekend by the hidden cameras. If your words and actions show you're being forced or coerced I'll relent to dumping your skank ass on the street. However, if we watch and both know you're lying, how about you fuck off and quietly go away?"

Kat sat silently looking down at the floor then said, "Mitch you have secret cameras? How could you do that? How could you trust me so little?"

"Nice try switching the topic and making it about me whore. Sorry Kat, while I haven't seen this iteration yet, we both know you were his willing fuck toy, fully immersing yourself in fun and games with your stud. But come on babe, roll the dice and let's see what you and Eddy boy have been up to! I can make some popcorn for the main feature."

Mitch knew he was being cruel, but she'd been cruel to him for over five months and he had no mercy in his heart at this moment. It might come later, but for now, it was time for Kat to pay the piper.

"No Mitch, I don't want to watch. I want to put this behind us. I want to do counseling or whatever will help us get back to the good relationship we've had. I want us to commit ourselves to each other and our kids and move forward. You're such a good and strong man. Please baby, tell me we can work together on this."

As Kat pleaded she rose to move toward him, to touch him and to feel his touch. She was still delusional about the situation. Mitch looked at her with dead eyes.

"Sit the fuck down Kat or leave but stay the fuck away from me. Why don't you just run over to Ed's little dingy apartment and get your comfort in his arms whore."

Kat realized either Mitch was lying or had no idea about Ed's condition. "Ed is in the hospital Mitch, as if you didn't know. He was beaten have to death early this morning when he went out for his morning run. I'm sure you had nothing to do with it," she added sarcastically, trying to find some way to get an upper hand in a conversation going incredibly bad for her. However, the look on Mitch's face told the story. He had no idea.

After a few seconds he spoke. "Believe whatever you want Kat, but I can guarantee you I had no hand in that and, until you just told me, I had no idea what happened to him. However, I'd love to find who did it and give them my undying thanks. The only reason he was still walking around healthy was the thought of you raising my kids while I was in prison for beating his ass was abhorrent to me. The notion of a person like you having long-lasting influence over Adi and Michael turns my stomach."

Kat was caught up short by this final comment. She was beginning to grasp how much Mitch was disgusted with her and ashamed of her. The walls were closing in. It appeared there was nowhere to run or hide.

"Again, I'm so sorry Mitch. I think we're both exhausted and shouldn't try to figure all of this out tonight. Why don't we sleep on it and take a fresh look at it in the morning."

"Kat, I have no intention of talking to you in the morning, or anytime again. All communication we have will be through lawyers. Anyway, I don't think you'll have time to talk to me in the morning. Your mom and dad were pretty adamant they'd be here shortly after breakfast and that chat will probably take up most of your morning."

Kat gasped. "You told my parents? How could you do that to me Mitch? You betrayed me!"

Again, Mitch showed restraint and said calmly. "You betrayed yourself Kat, along with me, the kids and both our folks. You betrayed our family when you opened your slut legs for that piece of shit. I told your parents so they would have time to compose themselves before seeing you, but also because you're nothing but a self-absorbed liar and I wouldn't trust you to tell anyone the sky was blue, and the grass was green. So, fuck you, Kat, you deal with your parents. All I did was tell them the truth and assure them they would still have a loving relationship with their grandkids."

Kat was quietly crying. Mitch continued. "I do think you are right about one thing. We should stop this conversation now and get some rest. It is going to be tough on all of us so staying up half the night bickering won't help anything. By the way, I haven't said anything to the kids. I've no idea how to broach that but I'm sure there will be a way forward."

"Lastly Kat I will say this. I loved you and am crushed by what you did in your complete disrespect for me and our family because some young idiot talked his way into your mouth, cunt, and ass. But going forward I will work on one thing, what is best for Adi and Michael."

"Both sets of parents feel the same way, so if you try to fuck me over with the kids, even your parents will help me burn you to the ground. They realize they don't have the daughter they thought they raised and there is no way they will jeopardize losing their grandkids. Annie Fitzpatrick in our firm is the meanest bitch of a divorce lawyer in our firm and I won't hesitate to turn her loose on your well fucked ass. So, let's figure it out with some common sense and love for the children."

Mitch turned and slowly walked up the stairs to the master bedroom but decided at the last minute, he'd never sleep in that room again. He turned and walked into the guest bedroom to the sound of his cheating slut wife, weeping as she realized her life as she knew it was over and it was all her doing.

Epilogue:

Kat listened to her parents and didn't fight Mitch in the divorce. The terms were 70/30 with him having primary custody. The only person disappointed was Annie Fitzpatrick. Kat moved back in with her parents for a year before getting a small one-bedroom apartment of her own. When she had the kids she took them to her parents' house. She found an excellent counselor who didn't put up with her bullshit excuses but helped her begin to see the truth about herself. It gave Kat hope.

This is the part where we learn Mitch met some hot young mom who fell for him, was forever faithful, gave him two more kids and they lived happily ever after. The truth is, it is two years later, and Mitch hasn't gone on a date yet. Maybe one day, but the bitch did unmitigated emotional damage and he's still sorting it out. He did keep one promise he made to Kat. He never spoke directly to her again.

Both sets of parents are helping with the grandkids which is a blessing for Adi and Michael that they will realize when they are old enough to understand. However, scars will also remain.

Ed Porter moved to Bentonville, Arkansas within the 48 hours given. He drives a UPS truck. One of the wives on his route came on to him and was shocked when he ran screaming from the house. A year later the same woman and a different UPS driver were found dead in the woods. Hubby was arrested and charged with murder but acquitted by a jury of his Arkansas peers. It was the first time Ed was thankful for the beatdown he'd received.

Tony Marino still needs Mitch occasionally as his lawyer. He never told Mitch who took out the trash.