She Took Too Much For Granted

"Johnny, are you coming home on time tonight? I've got something very important to talk to you about honey."

"Yes, Liz. I'll be home on time. What is it you want to talk about Baby?"

Like I didn't already know. My loving wife has been acting different for weeks now, our conversations are about the bills, the house. work, and nothing more. Our once hot exciting sex life has basically dried up too. Ever since that new V. P. moved into her location about 3 months ago, our relationship has taken a nose dive.

"Oh, it can wait until tonight Honey, I'll be there shortly and will be making you your favorite chicken dish. So, don't be late, ok baby?"

I figured that I'd at least enjoy one more of her home cooked dinners before I kicked her to the curb because I knew exactly what she wanted to discuss with me. She was having an affair with that new V. P. I already mentioned and she wanted to take it more out into the open and maybe even get my buy off on allowing her to go away with this prick tonight for long weekend of sex at an out of town resort. The Private Detective I hired several weeks ago was on top of this whole situation for me, with pictures, videos, and a 3" written report and everything in quadruple copies. He'd keep the original for my divorce attorney, the cheating whore would get her copy, the slimeball V. P. his, and of course his wife will have hers too. The fourth would be sent to their Company President, along with my $15.0 law suit for their firm failure to enforce their employee rules of conduct. They stated that managers are forbidden from involvement in relationships with their subordinates.

Then once his wife divorced him and cleaned him out during the process, and they were both terminated for cause losing all chances of ever having the possibility of ever having any type of a real career again, I'd also be divorced from the whore and she'll find out just what the real world is like out there without me to backstop her spending anymore. Plus, I knew her father The Pastor would be completely ashamed and embarrassed of his once prim and proper daughter being exposed as a lying, cheating, whore. I knew he'd never be able to live down the shame within his own congregation, much less among the public at large. My soon to be ex-wife would soon know what she was doing was totally unacceptable behavior. By the time her boyfriend got home himself tonight his wife would have his bags packed and her brothers waiting for him at the door with a very stern message to leave and not to ever come back!

I knew one of her brothers and he certainly wasn't anybody to fool with. As soon as I got in the door I could hear Liz crying on the phone with somebody. When she saw me she threw herself on her knees and begged for my forgiveness. I asked her why she was begging and pleading for my forgiveness? What had she done?

She just said, "Baby, I know that I've been such an idiot who doesn't deserve to have a man like you as a husband, but I love you so much, and it really didn't mean anything to me at all. He was just a fantasy and it stopped before it ever got to a physical level between us at all. He only held my hand and kissed me a couple of times, but I never let it go beyond that. I swear!"

"Well Liz, if that were true, then how do you explain these pictures and these DVD's of you and that shit stain sucking and fucking in the back seat of his car, or in all those cheap sleezy motel rooms that you've in there with him?" Explain that, Liz?"

"Johnny I'm so so sorry Baby. I didn't mean to lie to you but I didn't want it to seem like I was enjoying what he was doing with me. Because, I wasn't. He forced me after the first time when he told me that unless I didn't let him continue having sex with him, he'd tell you that I was the aggressor and that I chased him. But, it's not true Johnny, he chased me and I was weak one time, until he made me do it again and again or he'd give you all the pictures and video he said he had of us having sex. I couldn't take that chance Baby."

"Sorry Liz, but I don't believe you and I'll never be able to trust you ever again. By your own admission you first had sex with him willingly, no one forced you then. I don't really believe that he was forcing you to fuck him all these other times either. B. T. W., who were you on the phone with when I first came in, your boyfriend?"

"Johnny, he's not my boyfriend and as a matter of fact I hate the bastard now and always will. But, it was him. He said his wife's brothers were chasing him from town and he didn't have anywhere to go. He wanted to know if I had any ideas as to where he could go. I told him to get lost and to never call or reach out to me again or I'd help her brothers find him."

"So that shit stain was still sniffing around your pussy! My. My Liz, you must have been a great blow job and even a better fuck for him to still be sniffing after all the trouble you both are in. I hope he knows that come Monday morning neither of you will have jobs any longer. I'm suing your former company for $15.0 Million and the first demand I have is that they fire the both of you two degenerates for cause, without severance, or letters of recommendation."

"Johnny, how will I survive without a good job?"

"Not my fucking problem, slut! You've made your bed so now it's time you lie in it!"

"Where do I go from here? I have no place to stay. My parents will be so ashamed and embarrassed about what I've done that I don't think they'll let me stay there."

"That's your problem. Remember the bed and making it part? Well time to lay in it now. Remember your Bible Liz, "You Reap What You sew!" "Now get out now!"

Thankfully that night the chickens all came home to roost for both cheaters. Her lover/V. P. was caught by his wife's brothers and beaten to within an inch of his life. They actually cut off his cock and fed it to wild pigs on their fathers pig farm and the piece of shit would never walk or talk again. They crippled both legs and fed his tongue to those same wild pigs. The authorities never found the perps either, not that they looked very hard at all. Liz considered herself lucky just being divorced, and not disfigured or crippled. Of course, she was all kinds of depressed all the time. Her Preacher father had the nerve to actually call me and ask why I was divorcing her, and if there was any chance of us reconciling? I told him that obviously she wasn't truthful with him as to the real reason what we were divorcing? He said that he wasn't sure if she was actually being completely honest with them at all. I asked him how much he wanted to know about his daughters behavior?

I asked him if he wanted to see pictures and video of the reasons why I was divorcing her, and that those reasons made it impossible for me to ever reconcile with her ever again. Surprisingly, he did want the pictures and video, so I sent them along. A day later he called back saying that he was disgusted with what his daughter did to me, and that he'd never bother me again about taking her back ever again! Naturally, Liz called me berating me about showing her father those disgusting pictures and video? I asked her to remember, that it was her who actually performed those disgusting videos and pictures with her lover and not me! That shut her up immediately. Apparently, she'd forgotten all about that. I'm certainly glad that I did not forget.

Our divorce went through in record time, without any objections from her at all. She received exactly what she entered the marriage with as far as assets goes. That grand total was $3,324.67. I let her keep her car along with the payments, insurance, and upkeep. I signed the title over to her that day in court. The house we lived in was already mine prior to our marriage. My parents gave it to me when I graduated from college with my MBA. That was long before I met Liz and even longer before we were married. She didn't even try to get anything else out of me that what I originally offered anyway. The judge hammered his gavel and pronounced us divorced. I smiled a great big smile and gave my lawyer a high five! Liz just cried even harder and harder. I wish that I felt some compassion for her but I didn't. When she stopped me on the front steps of the court house after the divorce was pronounced, she apologized again and said that she'd never forgive herself!

She told me that I was always the best thing to ever have happened to her and that she wished she never fucked it up like she had. I looked at her and said that it was behind us now so we both could both go forward and live our lives anyway we wanted to.

She said, "Johnny, I only wanted to live my life with you as my husband. And, I certainly blew that one, didn't I? I've love you since our first date and never thought that I could hurt you like I did. That was all my fault Baby, you never deserved anything at all to happen to you like that. How I wish that I'd spit in his face when he first approached me and then came straight home and told you. You'd have done the right thing right then and rang his bell so he would have never bothered me ever again. But, instead I let him pull the wool over my eyes and flatter me so that he'd eventually get into my panties. He played me like an instrument and I let him!"

"Look Liz, there's no sense of beating a dead horse. We both know what happened so why rehash everything. There's nothing that you can do about it now, right? You can't go back and un-fuck him, right? So, why go over all of this again? Let's just try parting as some kind of friends, ok? That's the best that I can do."

"Johnny, if all you can give me right now is some kind of friendship, then that's what I'll take. I'd love to have you back fully in my life again, but for now, friends it will have to be. But, please consider making it more someday, if you possible can, ok?"

"Liz, I can't make any promises, but for now we can at least be friendly, ok?"

"Ok Johnny. Just remember that I'll always love you and that I'm so, so sorry for what I've done to you Baby. I'd never betray you again."

"Well Liz, that's the question, isn't it. I don't know how I can ever trust you again. You know that old saying, Once Burned, Twice Shy? Well that fits here doesn't it Liz?"

"I understand Johnny and I'm not going to push. But remember that if you ever want to talk, about anything at all, just call me. I'll tell you the God's Honest Truth forevermore, I swear it Baby. Just call and we can talk anytime about anything."

With that, I turned around and walked away from her leaving her right there on those same courthouse steps, alone and crying. There was nothing that I could say or do that would make either of us feel any better at all. I felt like shit and also knew that she did too, but I couldn't just forgive and forget. It wasn't in me to just let her get away with it. I just wasn't the kind of a man who could ever forgive that kind of of disrespect. She didn't just cheat one time, she went back and fucked him over and over again. I never bought her story about him forcing her to fuck him over and over again or he'd tell me all about her cheating on me. Those pictures and that video I watched of her fucking him sure didn't look as if she was doing that against her own free will. She looked as if she was loving every minute of fucking that piece of shit. I knew what I was seeing and it just didn't compare to what she was saying at all. I had to get to that prick to choke the truth out of him once before I killed him.

After he told me what I wanted to know, I'd put him out of his misery, but not until then. I knew that he was staying in a residential rehab center because he couldn't walk, talk, or move much at all. When he saw me I knew that re recognized who I was and guessed just what I was after. I told him that I had to have some honest answers to some questions and if he lied, he'd be immediately killed. He nodded as to indicate that he'd tell me whatever I wanted to know and that it would be the 100% truth too. I handed him a pen and a tablet and started asking those questions. He began writing his answers to my questions, but I wouldn't look at them until I was finished. According to what he said, Liz did cheat on me willingly the first several times, not just once. But, then she did want to stop and he wouldn't let her, saying that he'd tell me if she didn't keep on fucking him, but it wasn't after just one time.

He said she probably fucked him 4 or 5 times willingly, and then wanted to stop. I told him to write it all out in longhand and then I would be going. As soon as I had what I wanted, I put my hands around his throat and choked the life right out of him. Now, he was dead and I had the absolute truth of the matter. She couldn't lie to me anymore about what happened now. I had her just where I wanted her. I called her and asked her if she could come over tonight. That I had something I wanted to talk about with her. When she knocked on my door, I told her to come in. I said that I didn't want to beat around the bush and I finally wanted the absolute bottom line truth about what she did with that now dead shit stain. She tried the same old shit story she tried all along about she only did it once of her own free will and then he forced her to keep doing it or he'd tell me. When I handed her the paper that ass wipe wrote out in longhand, she just looked at it and handed it back to me.

"Johnny, I see what he wrote to you, but he lied. I swear, he lied. Let's go back there right now and let him lie to you in my face. He and I both know what's the truth Johnny, and this ain't it. He wouldn't fare lie when he sees me standing there because he knows that I know the truth, and this ain't it!'

''Liz, I can't take you back there because he won't say anything different now than he already said to me before. You see, Liz, he's dead now and he ain't coming back anymore, not for me, not for you, not for no one. He's in hell right now Liz, sleeping with The Devil, as they say. Tell me Liz, why would he lie to me knowing that if he did, I'd kill him for sure. If he told the truth, on the other hand, well, maybe he'd stand a chance at living another day?"

"Johnny, it makes perfect sense to me, don't you see? He's miserable living in all that pain all the time, all alone with no one ever visiting him at all. He can't walk, talk, and he even lost his cock and nothings ever going to change that at all. So maybe, if he pisses you off he figures that you'll kill him off to satisfy your anger and actually be doing him a huge favor at the same time."

"No Liz, I don't buy your line of shit, not for a minute. You've got too much to loose not to hope that I'll actually buy this line of bullshit your handing out. Why should I believe a thing that you tell me? Tell me that, why don't you?"

"We're already divorced and I've never been as miserable and unhappy in my life because I know that it was all my fault. I have nothing more to loose so lying to you makes no sense at all. If you found out that I was still lying to you now, then there'd be absolutely no chance of us ever establishing any kind of a friendly relationship at all. much less ever getting back together again as a couple. I'm not lying about anything at all! I swear that's the truth. I've got nothing to gain, and everything to loose!"

"Liz you've hurt more than anyone ever has before by betraying me and fucking that asshole. I'm still hurting everyday and it's not seeming to get any better at all yet. The more I think about this shit and the more I see you it just hurts me worse and worse. I just don't know if I could ever truly ever trust you again or if I could ever fall in love with you again either. Right now, I'm leaning towards just breaking off all ties to you and going my own way. Maybe I'll even relocate to another state just to get away from you once and for all. That's where I'm at right now."

"No. No Johnny! Don't do that, please. Don't give up on us or on me, not now. Not that we're so close to becoming friends again, and maybe even more. I'm not lying to you about anything at all. That shit stain is the liar and the asshole who fooled me into doing what I did with him. I swear that I'll never do anything like that again to you. I'll give you all of my passwords and all of my work passwords too so you'll know that I'm not communicating with anyone behind your back. Johnny, please hang in there with me for a little while longer."

"Look Liz, I'm thinking about scheduling a lie detector test for you to take so that I can get a better indication as to whether or not you really are telling the truth. Will you agree to take that lie detector test, knowing that all of the questions you'll be asked have come directly from me?"

"Johnny. I'll happily take a lie detector test from you and answer any question you ask of me truthfully, without hesitation. I'll also agree to take future random tests anytime you decide that you want me to take one. I'll never lie to you again, not about anything at all!"

"I'm not saying yes to anything just yet, but I'm also not saying no either. Let me consider all of what we talked about today and see what kind of sense I can make of it. I won't lie to you and say that I no longer care for you, but I don't love you like I used to do either. You've drug me through a ringer with all of this nonsense that I'm confused most of the time. I'll call you when I figure something out. Don't crowd me by constantly calling me or texting me. That won't help me figure it out at all."

"Can I call you once in a while, just to see how you're doing? No pressure, just a friendly hello, how are you? Will that be ok with you?"

"Yeah, a friendly hello or text now and then will be ok. But, nothing more than that."

Nothing more taxing to me mind than those easy simple questions. Honestly, it was nice hearing from her now and then, just letting me know that she was interested in how I was doing. It also gave me time to actually think about what I wanted for the rest of my life. She used to be my entire life, I loved her with everything I had. But after her affair, I felt as if I was gut punched! She betrayed me and everything that I thought we were to each other, making my love for her almost disappear in a flash. I knew that I still had feelings for her, but not that strong love I once felt. Now it was just a washed out feeling of Blah, Blah, Blah deep down inside of my soul. I knew that she did that to me, making me feel totally Blah towards her now instead of the deep love that I once felt. The $64K Question was, Could I ever love and trust her again? Or was this the time to just move on with someone else and start over again?

I figured that I'd write up the questions I wanted answers to and make the appointment with a qualified examiner so she could take the test. Maybe then I'd actually be able to make a more qualified and confident decision about her one way or the other. Well, that's the plan anyway. Naturally she was excited when I called her to tell her when and where the test would be held. She couldn't thank me enough for giving her this chance to prove to me that she wasn't lying about her affair and that ass wipe who I choked to death was the real liar. I wasn't sure one way or the other what would happen, but I did tell her that if she failed 1 question, we'd be through forever. I said that this was her very last chance for us to have any kind of a friendship at all, so don't take it lightly and don't lie about anything! She swore that she understood and said she was telling the truth and that this test would prove that to me. I still wasn't sure about her.

The examiner told me that an accomplished liar could defeat the test because they really were that good of a liar that they'd convinced themselves that their lye was actually their truth. He said it wasn't likely, but that it was possible. That's why the courts didn't allow them during trials. He said that I had a very good chance of knowing the absolute truth once he scored the test. He said he'd call me when she was through and then again when he scored it. Until then, It was all in her hands to tell the truth, or to try and trick it. I'd know one way or the other in a few days. Until then, I still had a dinner date with the woman I'd been dating since my split from Liz. She was a beautiful divorcee who's cheating husband left her for his pregnant secretary who he later married. She always said it was goodbye to bad rubbish. I couldn't agree more with that sentiment. So what the hell was I doing going out of my way for Liz? Did she really deserve my attention at all? Probably not!

The day of the test was upon her and she went over to their offices to take the test. When it was over he called me and said that he examined everything about her appearance, and if she brought in anything she may have thought could help her cheat the test? He said that she didn't appear to try cheating at all and he reminded her that if she lied, he'd know for sure. She told him that she wouldn't lie about anything at all. The next morning around 11:00 he called me and asked me to come over to their offices around 12:30 so he could review and explain the results of her test. I asked if he couldn't just tell me if she lied on any question, and he said that's not how they did things. He needed to sit down with me and explain everything to me so that I'd understand exactly what was true and what wasn't, but he'd also explain what made it so. I agreed to come by then so he could do whatever he had to do. I figured that I was already into this whole thing this far, I may as well go all the way! Then I would really understand what she did or didn't do.

I went straight there from the office so that I wouldn't be late. When I arrived he greeted me in the outer office and invited me into the conference room so that we could review her test.

As I sat down I said, "Man I'm a nervous wreck ever since you called me this morning inviting me over for the results. Will I be happy with them, or will this whole thing will just disappoint me even more with her than I already am?"

"No, I'm sorry Johnny, but it's our firm's policy to always review each test as well as each question with the person paying the bill. I know how important this test is to you and to Liz's future so I wanted you to be absolutely sure about everything."

"Ok then, let's start with question number 1 and go right on through all 27 questions I asked your ex-wife this morning."

First off he went over the formal questions he always asks a person when they're taking a test. What's their name, their age, etc., questions to set a baseline for the truth. Then they asked her questions that they knew she'd be lying about when she answered them. Was she Abraham Lincoln, Was she the President of The USA? Questions that he was sure that she was lying about so he could also establish a baseline for her lies too. It all made sense to me so when we finally got down to the meat and potatoes I'd know one way or the other what the truth really was. He said that his results had a high probability of being above 88% accurate. It was difficult to tell a lie and to get away with it. Especially for just a layperson, someone who hadn't been trained in beating these tests. She certainly never had any kind of that training so I was even more confident now.

Still, a 12% chance of lying and getting away with it was still pretty high. When I mentioned that to him, he said it sounded high on the surface, but in reality that a liar was going to be a liar no matter what, but this test usually intimidated them to tell the truth instead of lie because they'd be found out in the end anyway. He said that fact alone raised the chances of picking up lies from 88% to 96%, which was mush better. I guess this test was the best that I'd ever get. Her having to make me go this far in detecting any lies she was still telling started really making me madder and madder. I said to get on with it and let me know what I was looking at. He began saying that from all indications she mostly told the truth with one exception. He said that she waffled on the question on how many times she had sex with him willingly. She ended up saying only once, but the accuracy of that statement wasn't as high as the rest of them were. But he still graded her at 94% truthful.

The one question I wanted answered the most was still in question with me. How many times did she really fuck him because she wanted to and not because he blackmailed her into doing it. When she came over she was anxious to find out how she did and what I thought. I looked at her very seriously and said,

"Liz, you still haven't told me the absolute 100% truth about your affair. You passed every one of the questions with flying colors, except for the most important question that I needed to have answered. The one about how many times you willingly fucked that shit stain. You knew that was the most important question that I needed answered and you weren't entirely honest, again! What's wrong with you?"

"Johnny, what are you talking about? I didn't lie about anything on that test at all. I told the absolute truth on every question."

"Then, tell me, how could your answers all be above the 97% or even the 99% right category except that one question. You only scored 86% on that one question and that's right on the line of telling a lie. You're still trying to blow smoke up my ass and I'm sick of it. I've worked with you on everything but you're still lying and I know it for certain now. Why Liz, why?"

"Tell me what the examiner said Johnny, please. I'll go and talk to him myself to find out what the hell he's talking about. I'm not lying Johnny, please believe me!"

"No Liz. I'm done. It's over for good now so please leave me alone to grieve for the woman who I once would have laid down my life for. Please Liz, if you ever loved me at all, just walk away and don't look back. I'm sick of your lies Liz, and I'm over it, so please leave me alone now and move on with your life so I can move on with mine too. Ok, Liz, Ok? Now goodbye Liz, good luck!"

"Johnny. I love you and I always will. I'm not who you think I am but I know how you could not believe me, because I did lie to you while I was fucking that shit stain. I lied to you over and over that it's no wonder that you no longer believe anything I say. I've done this to myself and I don't blame you for anything at all. Just please don't hate me. I'll always love you and will be rooting for your every success. Goodbye Baby, and I'm so, so sorry about everything."

She turned around and walked away. I did the exact same thing in the opposite direction. Many months had passed since that last time I saw her until one night at a club she was there sitting with her girlfriend Julia just having a drink and listening to the music. I watched her for over an hour just seeing what she'd do when any guys came over to hit on her. There were several guys who came over to the two of them, but Liz never gave them the time of day, while Julia danced with several of them and also allowed some of them to buy her drinks too. I had no idea what Liz was thinking turning down every guy who approached her that night. I thought they were getting ready to leave so I went over to their table to say hello. Liz looked at me like someone who just found her long lost puppy. I got her famous sexy smile, the one that used to be only mine. Maybe, it was still just for me. I didn't know. She invited me to sit down with them and allowed me to but both of them a drink.

I pissed off some asshole behind me who's been sniffing around Liz all night but has never even gotten a hello from her. When I felt his hand on my shoulder I reacted quickly, taking his hand and bending it back at the wrist breaking 4 of his fingers as well as his wrist. He screamed out in agony and fell to his knees. That's when I kicked him directly in the balls several times and then kneed him in the face breaking his jaw as well as his nose. When the cops got there everyone, along with the security cameras, backed my story about him putting his hands on me first, and I was just defending myself as well as these 2 lovely ladies. They took our statements as well as the CCTV video the bouncers gave them and left us alone. Of course, our drinks were free for the rest of the night, but we didn't want to stay there much longer anyway.

She and Julia both thanked me for my quick defense of them and Liz especially said how much she appreciated it that I came over just at that moment. Then I saw that look I used to always love seeing. The one that told me that I was the only man for her now and forever. Those bright green eyes used to sparkle as she looked into my eyes and giving me that famous sexy smile of hers. The look and the smile that I was getting right now. Before I even knew it I was asking her if she wanted to go for coffee with me, just so we could catch up on each others lives? She gave me her demure look and nodded, yes, that she'd like to go for coffee with me very much. Julia said for us to just go on ahead, that she had her own car and would go home by herself. When Liz got into my car with me it was certainly awkward indeed. We were both silent for the first few minutes before she finally asked me how I was doing? I told her that I was ok, you know, getting by!

Then I asked her the same question about how she was, and she started to cry. Softly, at first. But the longer I drove, the more she cried. I said, "Hey now. what are you crying for? We're just going for coffee you know."

"I know Johnny, it's just that I never expected to see or speak to you ever again, and now here we are going for coffee together like we did so many times before. I'm just sad and happy at the same time, a mixed up jumbo of emotions."

"Look Liz, if you'd rather me just take you home and skip the coffee, then that's what I'll do. I just thought that it would be nice to talk to you again after all this time and to see what's new with you? Are you seeing anyone?"

"No Johnny, I'm not seeing anyone. You know that there's no one out there for me but you, so that would be a complete waste of time for me to date anybody."

"Liz, I kind of know what you mean there because no matter who I take out, I always compare them to you, the Liz before you cheated on me, and broke my will. That's right Liz, I'm still broken and hurt, even now so long after everything happened."

"Johnny, please don't feel like that. It was all my own fault and you should know that you did absolutely nothing wrong to make me do what I did. I was mean and hateful to you by doing that back then. I'm different now. I've been in therapy for so long and it's finally paying dividends. I'm seeing what kind of a woman I was back then, But I'm no longer anything like that bitch anymore. I'm different now Johnny."

"Liz, I hope for your sake that you are different, because you were not a very nice person back then. You lied and cheated on me for months and even when I caught you red handed, you still tried lying your way out of it for months upon months. It took you failing a lie detector test in order for me to finally know the truth, and even then you still lied to me. I just had to get away from you after that."

"Johnny, let's not talk about all of that anymore. It's never going to get us anywhere at all and it's certainly not going to change anything either. So can we please just try being nice to each other, like we used to be and enjoy some coffee together as well as a piece of cherry pie. That's still your favorite, right?"

"Yeah, it is still my favorite. How did you remember that about me?"

"Johnny, I remember everything about you. How you snored whenever you were on your back, and how you drooled while you were falling asleep in your chair watching TV, and what your favorite foods were, as well as everything else a wife notices and remembers about the man she loves and marries. We lived together happily for nearly 11 years, before I blew everything to pieces and made you hate me. I don't blame you either. I hate me too for doing what I did. I've been miserable ever since you threw me out Johnny. I'll stay miserable until the day I die too."

'Hey now Liz, it's been years ago now. You need to come out of the funk you're in so you can start living again. You're still a beautiful and sexy woman, very desirable to all kinds of men too. You and I are over now Liz so it's time for the both of us to just move on."

'You haven't moved on from me either, have you Johnny? I could see the look in those big brown eyes when you first looked at me sitting there in that bar. You were probably watching what I was doing for at least a half an hour, right Johnny?"

"To tell the truth Liz, it was more like an hour. You know how much I've always loved looking at beautiful women before Liz, and that hasn't changed over the years, and you certainly qualify as a beautiful woman Liz."

"That's awful nice of you to notice Sir!"

"Liz, can we quit fooling around now and get down to serious business? I admit that I've never gotten over you, the old Liz, the woman I married, but not the whore who lied, cheated and betrayed me. Not her Liz. How can I be sure that the old sweet, kind, loving, and truthful Liz is today's Liz and not that whore who fucked that shit stain and lied to me about doing it?"

"Johnny, I can only say that I've learned my lesson the hard way and won't ever lie to you again about anything at all. You can even speak to my therapist about what we've been working on and how much progress I've made since I began seeing her after the last time I saw you. Anytime you want to see her, just ask, Ok Johnny?"

"Alright Liz. I'll speak to your therapist. Then we'll see where we go from here, ok?"

"Yes, of course Johnny. I'll make it known to her that I've invited you along and for her to hide nothing from you at all. I want to be an open book from now on."

"Liz, can we have the coffee and cherry pie now?"

After our seriousness and our kidding around I finally paid the check and walked her to the passengers door of my car. As she got in, she hugged my neck tightly for what felt like forever and she kept thanking me over and over again. I said not to worry about it and we'd se where it lead to. I knew how happy that little bit of thawing on my part made her. It gave me a little hope as well. I'd know a lot more after I met with her therapist and learned what they were working on and talking about. I showed up right on time the night of her therapy session and when I walked in Liz was already in there pacing from wall to wall. When she saw me come in she ran to me saying thank you for coming and that she wasn't sure that I'd show up. I didn't tell her, but for a while there that afternoon I wasn't sure myself if I'd go or not. Her doctor told me that she felt as if she knew me pretty well after all Liz had told her about me. I said she had me at a disadvantage, that I knew nothing of her at all.

We all 3 just laughed at my comeback before the therapist actually began speaking about what she knew of our marriage, our breakup as well as our divorce. Then she proceeded to recap everything about Liz's affair, our split, and then our divorce. Liz admitted to her therapist that she actually did to lie to me about the number of times she slept him out of her own free will and said that they slept together a total of 8 times, 3 times because she let him, maybe even wanted him, but the last 5 times for certain, he blackmailed her into doing it and she really was going to turn him into their H. R. Department that following Monday like she ended up doing anyway, but only after I caught them together and threw her out. Liz was just staring at me and crying harder than I've seen her cry in years.

I guess she saw the look on my face as I asked her, "Why Liz, Why did you continue to lie to me, especially when I knew that you were lying anyway. Don't you think it would have been better all around if you just told me the truth from the start, so then I could have dealt with the truth all along. Instead of lying and compounding your lies even after you failed the lie detector test? You know you made a bigger fool out of me after that, don't you?"

"Johnny, I swear that I wasn't trying to make a fool out of you at all. I was trying not to get caught in that terrible lie that I first told you when you caught he and I together that night. I had to try to make myself look better in front of you if I ever would stand a chance of keeping you. He did blackmail me and I did say that. But what I didn't say, what I wasn't honest about was the number of times I allowed him to fuck me without forcing me. I didn't think if I told you the truth that I'd stand a chance of holding on to for for not even 10 minutes. I was wrong and I compounded my lies by trying to make myself sound better in your eyes. What I didn't know then, but I do know now is that even if it was only one time that I slept him willingly, it was still one time too many. I had absolutely no ground to stand on, but I tried making it sound better than it really was. I'm sorry Johnny. I know now what I did and I'll never do it ever again. Even if we never see each other again for the rest of our lives."

Her therapist interrupted us right there by saying that we were getting ahead of ourselves. It was like we both just met again for the first time in a very long time and we didn't need to rehash all the old and hurtful things in our past just yet. She suggested that we get to know each other again, the newer versions of ourselves, and see where that lead. Maybe we could go for dinner once a week, or even just lunch. Something to keep us in tough with the newer versions of each other, just to see if we liked each other at all after all the time that's passed between us. We both agreed and made a date for dinner the next Saturday night. I just had to say to everyone that I was still seeing other women and wouldn't stop just yet. I wasn't ready for that yet. I knew that Liz was disappointed, but she just said OK and that she wasn't seeing anyone and wouldn't see anyone either. I just nodded.

The rest of the week passed slowly until Saturday night finally came. We decided that I'd pick her up, just like a read date, because it was supposed to be one, right? I knocked on her door and gave her the dozen roses I picked up on my way over her tonight. I could tell that she was shocked seeing those bright red roses I brought for her. She went to put them in a vase before we left. All the way to the restaurant we exchanged some kind friendly banter, nothing heavy or serious at all. When I pulled up to the Valet to park we both got out and I held the restaurant door open for her to walk inside. I had a reservation, so we weren't at the bar long at all, just enough time to order 1 drink each and then we were seated. I knew that I'd never taken her here before, even though it has recently become one of my favorite places. I asked her if she's ever been here before, and she said no, never.

I went through some of my favorite dishes with her so it could help her decide what she might like to have. Dinner went very well, our conversation never approached anything serious at all. I wanted to keep it that way on purpose. After I paid the check, I asked her if she wanted to go dancing, or back to my place to have coffee, cherry pie, and talk? She chuckled at me saying it that way, but still said that she'd like to go to my place to talk and have pie. So, that's what we did. She ended up staying until past 1:00 AM., but I still took her home. I told her that if she wanted to have lunch one day this week just to let me know and I'd pick her up and we'd eat together again. Our life went on like this for the next several months. We went out to dinner at least 1 night during the weekend, lunch another time or 2 during the week and of course, therapy every Wednesday night, with Dr. Cayman. She thought that Liz and I were making good progress and so did we.

Dr. Cayman wanted us to take it slowly and not to get too far ahead of where we were right now with our new relationship. Neither did I, but Liz would have jumped into bed with me right then, if I'd asked her. I knew that it would be way too soon for me to have sex with her just yet. There was no way that I was ready for any of that just yet. I wasn't even ready to even talk about it with Liz just yet, much less actually have sex with her again this soon. I thought that even though Liz was probably disappointed, she really did understand and would let things progress at the pace that I was ready for. It's not like I wasn't horny, because I really was, but I just didn't want to lead Liz on unless I was more sure about a possible future together. We took our new dating relationship slow, but steady. Then one night while in therapy I announced that I was no longer dating any other women, except for Liz.

That announcement made both Liz and Dr. Cayman cry at the same time. I just said that I thought the time had come for me to either stay focused on Liz and off of everyone else, or let Liz go and for me to go back to playing the field. I said that I wanted to see whether or not I could ever learn to trust her again, and unless I stopped seeing other women, I didn't know if that was possible. I did know that if I tried splitting my attentions between Liz and other women, I'd never be able to know what I wanted for sure again. I'd just keep procrastinating and vacillating until it got too late to ever do anything about it at all. I just had to fish or cut bait, so I cut bait and went with Liz alone. But, I warned her before I did anything at all that if she ever lied to me about anything at all again, there'd never be any other chances. She'd be gone so fast her head would spin and it would be forever too. She said that she knew all about it and that she agreed with everything I said about it.

She said that she let me down once already and almost lost me forever, so she'd never do anything again to make me even think that she was cheating, much less ever lie about anything either. We still decided to live apart for now and to not even talk about getting remarried until well into the future. I did make her sign a prenup giving up everything we were to eventually have together should she ever cheat on me again. No exceptions at all were allowed. She gladly signed it without even reading it saying that whatever I wanted, she'd do as long as I might come back to her again. Before getting back together and living under the same roof again, I made sure that she never went to work again for as long as she would live with me. I certainly made more than enough money so that she didn't have to work. She readily agreed to that stipulation too. She signed the prenup, quit her job immediately and asked me whatever else I wanted her to do, she'd do. Just to ask!

When she finally moved back into to my house, the same house she once left behind it proved to be a great weekend. She made homemade meatloaf and her special garlic mashed potatoes for us her first weekend back. We made love like the newlyweds we really were again, all weekend long. She did absolutely anything and everything to please me every minute of every day! I never once ever doubted her fidelity to me ever again. Anytime we were out at a club and some shit stain came over to her when I was gone to the restroom, or getting us another drink, she always shoed him away like the pest he really was. For those pushy assholes who didn't listen to what she was saying, I had to get into it with them. Naturally, they all listened and heard everything I was saying to them, even over their screaming due to the severe pain I always inflicted on them all.

Eventually, my name and face got around and everyone stopped approaching Liz all at once! I guess they didn't want the beating that came with the pain of talking to Liz behind my back! They just wouldn't listen so I made them pay special attention to everything I was saying to them. It worked out best that way. Liz always knew that I was there to protect her, and I always knew that Liz never did anything to lead these guys on. We were truly acting in concert as a real team now. After being together for nearly 5 years, living as live in boyfriend and girlfriend, I proposed to Liz and she said yes. Our 4 year old son was the ring bearer in our wedding, and Liz was married with our newborn daughter in her arms breastfeeding the whole time. Everybody always said just how special that was for both Liz and I to be married with our children as part of the wedding. We'd have those pictures and that video forever so when we were old and grey, we could watch it over and over.

Two years later we had another child, another boy. Making it 2 boys and a girl, a perfect little family for us to have. Liz and I still saw Dr. Cayman every 2 weeks or so, just to keep in touch with our feelings, and to maybe avoid any possible bumps in the road along the way. Believe it or not, that even after almost 10 full years since Liz first cheated on me, I occasionally still felt uneasy about what was going on in her head. She seemed to be able to tell every time I was feeling that way and would ask me what was wrong, and if I wanted to talk about it. We usually did talk about it right then, but sometimes I needed the push I felt coming from Dr. Cayman in order for me to get it out properly so it could be dealt with right away, instead of festering.

Our marriage stayed pretty strong and consistent all along. Liz always talked to me about her feelings, what she was thinking and thinking as well as wanting for me to share everything with her as well. I always did my very best to honestly talk to her about everything I was thinking and feeling too. We both thought that this was the biggest difference between us now, and the us we were before when she first cheated on me. Every few months she'd look at me in bed and tell me how much she loved me and how happy that we were able to get back together again. She spoke of our happy life together now and of our 3 children too. Then, she'd always look away for a second and tell me how sorry she still was about what she did all those years ago. I'd always hug her tighter and say that I'd forgiven her for that, but then I just had to add, that I'd never forget it though! Then, it was over until next time, and until it happened again just that way.

We were fortunate that major sickness never attacked our family. The kids had their share of colds, sore throats, etc., and of course, the measles, chicken pox, and the mumps too. Beyond those normal childhood illnesses, they were a very healthy bunch. Liz and I were also pretty healthy too, Thank God! As the kids grew we were both very active parents, getting involved with scouting, little league baseball, and high school sports too. I always loved the Daddy/ Daughter events at the school or the church. My little angel was the most special girl in the world to me and I would have died or killed for her. Whichever one was necessary for me to do in order to keep her out of harms way is what I'd do.

Liz and I went through our life together as a happily married couple with our kids growing up as fine individuals. My job kept getting more and more important so I kept being promoted up the management ladder higher and higher. It wasn't too many years before I reached the Vice Presidents level in management, and along with that came the bigger paycheck, executive benefits, better health care and life insurance, and so on and so on. Liz was always very proud of me no matter what job I held. That always made me feel pretty good too.

When the last of the 3 of our kids left home for college, it left Liz and me all alone again. We started seeing Dr. Cayman every week for a while so that we, mailny she, wouldn't fall into those same old traps again.

True to her word to me all those years ago she never once gave me any indication that she ever wanted any other men ever again. We weren't hermits either so it's not as if I made her wear a Burka in public or anything. She was always an attractive woman who attracted all kinds of male attention, but she never succumbed again. I guess the price I made her pay for her betrayal way back then was enough of a shock to her nervous system to never want to feel anything like that again. The important thing to me was that she always made me feel comfortable and confident in her fidelity for the rest of our lives. When we told our kids about their mothers cheating and what it caused between us, they got angry with her for a good long while. Our daughter worshipped her daddy so she couldn't understand what would make her mother ever cheat on me. Liz certainly had some ground to make up with our sons too. The boys thought that I hung the moon because of who I was to them.

All 3 children eventually forgave her, but it was tough sledding for a while there. Liz was the one who wanted them to know all about our past marital troubles, and just who was to blame for them. I was happy to just have left it in the past where it belonged. We were childless when that occurred so they would have never known a thing about it if Liz didn't sit them down one night with me, and tell them all about what a fool she once was, and what a forgiving man their father was! She took 100% of the blame for her poor behavior, and gave me all of the credit for sticking with her throughout those tough years and making our marriage and family possible. After all 3 children graduated from college and went on to find good jobs in their field, Liz and I decided to retire soon to talk a trip all around the country on a motor home. We didn't own one, but we did lease one for a whole year to begin our travels. Our daughter still lived close to home so she volunteered to do the mail.

Her brothers lived in different parts of the country, but still agreed to come home before winter hit to fully winterize our house and pool. They helped me do that on many occasions while they were growing up, so I knew they would be ok with it. Liz and I started out traveling out across I 80 from East to west, heading through the Midwest and onto the Pacific Northwest. Before the snow hit up there we traveled down to San Francisco and down The PCH to L. A. and San Diego where her brother lived. In all toll we spent about 10 weeks in southern California and then went to Las Vegas and Scottsdale, AZ. I loved playing golf and Liz enjoyed touring all the western shops in AZ. Once spring had sprung, we started for home because our oldest son was getting married in May and we both were excited about that for sure.

We both already knew his girl as well as her parents so it was a real happy occasion for everyone involved. They honeymooned in Hawaii, while Liz and I went back to our house for the summer. Our son and his new bride decided to relocate closer to home so that when the grandchildren came both sets of parents could enjoy the young ones as much as possible. By then Liz and I had been married a total of 41 years, 5 years before her fuck up and then another 40 since we moved in together again and eventually got married. We counted all those years as if we were married. I started noticing that my memory wasn't what it once was and so did Liz.

She used to look me straight into my eyes and always say, "Baby, I've loved you more that you could ever imagine, for as long as I've known you. I'll always be here for you forever! To this day I thank God that you took me back to live with you forever after I dishonored you the way no wife ever should have dishonored her husband. I hope you'll agree that you don't regret letting me come home to you where I belong, because I've loved you more that life itself for as long as I can remember and I always will too!"

I kept asking her who she was and why she was always so nice to me. Every morning when we woke up together, I'd smile at her and ask her those same questions. She'd always say to me, "Johnny, I'm Liz, you're wife of over 50 years and I love you today as I've loved you forever. So just relax and I'll get you some coffee."

That's the life went for the rest of my days. Liz was correct. She was always there each morning and always smiled at me while making me coffee.

I knew this was a winding story, but I hope you've enjoyed reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. Thank You