Holly: A Cheating Slut Wife

by BeerMaker

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult, Cheating, Group Sex, .

Desc: Sex Story: How he unknowingly married a whore.



I would like to thank LadyCibelle for taking her time to edit my story.

Sit back grab a cold beer or your favorite adult beverage and let me tell you a story about how I unknowingly married a whore. You'll learn how a plain brown shipping box, a packing slip and a kitchen faucet led to the discovery.


Life was great and I loved my wife more than anything else in this world. We had passion in our marriage and we enjoyed spending time with each other. Don't get me wrong, we had an active social life with friends and family.

Before I go any further, let me introduce myself. My legal name is Stanley Oliver Smith and my parents (George and Barbara) selected my name because they wanted my initials to be S.O.S. Notice I said my legal name, that's because everybody calls me "Bubba". When my sister told everyone about her baby brother it sounded like she was saying bubba instead of brother, so my sister Karen is the reason I'm called "Bubba".

Holly my wife and I were born in June of 1981 and both of our parents insist we were conceived in September 1980 during the first "SOS Fall Migration" in North Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I can hear you now wanting to know what in the world SOS stands for? Well SOS is short for "Society of Stranders" and was founded by a life guard in 1980. The Society of Stranders is an organization that enjoys, upholds, and perpetuates the traditions of shag/beach music, and shag dancing. Yes I know--shag has a different meaning in other parts of the world, but along the eastern seaboard between Virginia Beach, Virginia and Miami, Florida shag is a form of swing dance also known as the "Carolina Shag". You can go on-line and read about the "Carolina Shag" or "Shag Dance", if you care to know more about it.

I met Holly while attending my first "SOS Fall Migration" in September 2002 with my parents. While growing up my sister and mother insisted I learn the "Carolina Shag" and forced me to practice with them. When I saw Holly on the dance floor at Fat Harold's my heart skipped a beat and I knew I had to dance with her. I can honestly say this was the first time in my life I was glad my sister and mother forced me to learn the "Carolina Shag" dance and practice with them.

Holly grew up in Charleston, South Carolina and moved to Columbia after she graduated from the College of Charleston with a degree in marketing. Her parents, Doug and Paula Owens, still live in Charleston. Holly is employed by a local insurance company in Columbia and lived about 2 miles from me.

My best friend, since the second grade, is Ralph Jones. Everyone calls him RJ. His parents (Earl and Gloria) still live beside my parents. While growing up Earl coached the basketball team RJ and I were on and my grandfather coached our football team. We both graduated from The University of South Carolina and are Sales Representatives for the same company.

Well lets see, you've met my wife, her parents, my parents, my best friend and his parents so it's time to move on with this story. I'll pickup the story in late April after we got back from this years "SOS Spring Safari" party in North Myrtle Beach. You guessed it--there is an "SOS Spring Safari" in April and a "SOS Fall Migration" in September each year. Since Holly and I met during the Fall Migration we attend each SOS event with our parents and share a 3 bedroom condo within walking distance of the beach clubs with our parents.

For the past 3 years I get up every weekday morning at 5:25am and go workout at the Irmo YMCA. On Monday and Wednesday mornings, I play basketball with 9 other guys including RJ. Tuesday, Thursday and Friday are devoted to weight training. By following this routine I've been able to maintain my weight at 227 pounds spread over my 6'4'' frame. Holly is also into physical fitness but she prefers to workout in the afternoons. Something about not wanting to start her day at 5:30am.

I'm just sitting in my favorite chair watching American Idol when Holly looks at me and says (during a commercial) in her best loving wife voice "Bubba now don't forget we need to be at the airport by noon tomorrow."

"Yes dear."

"I can't wait till we're on the beach in Cancun." I smiled at her and said "you do remember I, unlike someone else we will not name, have tomorrow off. I'll pack as soon as I get back from the Y. Don't worry I'll be packed, ready and waiting on you."

"I can't help it. I'm so important my company needs me and your company can survive just fine without you" she responded with that laugh I love so much.

This weekend we're going to Cancun for 4 days/3 nights to celebrate our 3rd wedding anniversary.

The city picks up trash in our neighborhood every Thursday, so Wednesday night I get the trash together. When American Idol is over I go through the house empting trash cans. I push the trash cart to the end of our driveway and return to the garage for the recycling bin. After closing the garage door, checking to make sure all doors were locked and the outside lights were off I return to watch TV with Holly. Just as I sit down Holly asked, "Where are our suitcases?"

"They're in the basement... I guess you want me to get them tonight?"

"Would you get them before you go to bed?"

"Yes dear."

I sat there for a few minutes before going to get the suitcases. We're going for four days and I can't understand why we need to take three suitcases and a carry-on.

Bright and early Thursday morning I was up, dressed and out the door by 5:40. Getting into my car I noticed two coffee cups, a water bottle, a fast food bag and a broken umbrella scattered around the inside of my car. As I backed out of the driveway I saw the trash cart and decided to dump my trash in the trash cart.

Opening the cart I was surprised to see a plain brown shipping box sitting on top of the trash. I wondered who added their trash to mine. Picking up the box I was shocked to see it addressed to Holly A. Owens. Now I had two additional things to think about, first why her maiden name was on the label and second why addressed to her office instead of our home. Looking inside the box I found a packing slip from Trashy Lingerie with the following items listed:

Item 1: Lizzy Bow Boobless Bra Item 2: Demitasse Bra Item 3: Men at Work G-String Item 4: Tara G-String Item 5: Wrangler Micro Mini Skirt Item 6: Wrangler Pleated Micro Mini Item 7: Wrangler Tube Top Item 8: Cabbage Tie Top with Plaid Collar Item 9: Pleated Tennis Skirt #3 Item 10: Plain Front Mamo Teddy

For some unknown reason I kept the box and packing slip thinking great she bought this for our trip and she's going to surprise me with a few of these items. I got a hard on just thinking about the fun we're going to have this weekend. Do you have any idea what a Lizzy Bow Boobless Bra is?

When I returned from my workout I found Holly's suitcases sitting by the door. I took my shower, packed my one (and only) suitcase and loaded the car. At 11:25am I was parked outside Holly's office waiting on her. Our plane was on time and by 4pm we were laying on the beach in Cancun with a cold adult beverage in my right hand.

We decided to eat dinner in one of the hotel's restaurants. After dinner we went out dancing until around 2am. I could hardly wait to get back and check out (and enjoy removing) Holly's new lingerie. She went into the bathroom and I striped down to my boxers. I lay in bed holding my extremely hard cock waiting to see my sexy wife in her new Trashy Lingerie. Imagine my shock when she came out wearing a large white tee with two pink flamingos on the front and white full back cotton panties. What in the world is going on here? This wasn't sexy! Talk about going soft quickly—I went from rock hard to soft within a nanosecond.

She must have sensed something was wrong from the look on my face. "Bubba are you alright? You're not getting sick on our vacation are you?"

"No. I was expecting to see you in one of the sexy nightgowns you were given at your bridal shower not in a pink flamingo shirt."

"Why wear something else? If I know you I'll be naked within 30 seconds."

"That's so true. You know I can't keep my hands off you. Enough talk get in the bed so I can show you how much I love you." She turned off the lights and got in bed.

After we made love, we went to sleep holding each other. When I woke up we were still wrapped in each others arms. I eased myself out, took a leak and started the coffee. Sitting on the balcony drinking my coffee I started thinking about the package Holly received from Trashy Lingerie and why I'd never seen her wear anything like the items listed on the packing slip. About that time Holly came out to join me and I forgot about the box from Trashy Lingerie.

After breakfast we decided to go snorkeling along the reef and scheduled a trip at the local tour desk. It was great. I highly recommend anytime you're in Cancun you need to spend an afternoon snorkeling along to reef.

We showered had a quick dinner and headed off to enjoy the nightlife. I don't remember how many different bars we visited or how many different beers I drank, but we had a great time. Once again Holly wore her flamingo shirt to bed, I removed it and we made love. Afterwards I lay there thinking about how much I love Holly and how lucky I am to have her as my wife.

The next day was pretty much a repeat of yesterday with the exception of spending the day shopping in the market instead of snorkeling. I bought Holly a necklace she liked and a chess set for me.

Tonight is our wedding anniversary and our last night in Cancun. We wanted to have a nice quiet dinner and enjoy our time together. After dinner we walked along the beach holding hands and talking about our future. We both love children and we agreed Holly would stop taking her birth control pills in January. As we walked back to the hotel, Holly talked about how she had something special for me when we got back to our room. The packing list flashed before my eyes, my cock got hard and I couldn't wait to see Holly dressed in her new outfit.

When we got back to the room Holly picked up her carryon bag and went to the bathroom. I dug out the anniversary gift I'd bought her. Once again, while waiting on her I swear my cock was as hard as a rock. I don't ever remember being this hard. My cock went soft as soon as Holly came out of the bathroom with a huge smile on her face and dressed in the same clothes she'd worn to dinner.

With great flourish Holly handed me an envelope, gave me a kiss and said "Happy Anniversary! I love you--you've made me the happiest women on the face of the earth. Now hurry up and open it. I can't wait to see your face when you see what's inside the envelope."

I've never seen Holly this excited giving me a gift before and decided to play with her. "Holly I love you. My love for you grows each and everyday" as I handed her my gift. "First I want you to open yours then I'll open mine."

"No way! It's been all I could do to keep this a secret. I can't wait another minute to see your face. Now go ahead and open it before I tell you what's in there."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am. I'm so excited I'm about the pee in my pants. Please open it!"

I've known Holly for four years and I've never seen her like this, so I slowly opened the envelope, read the card and looked at Holly.

Holly screamed, jumped into my arms, gave me a kiss and said "I knew you'd love it and the look on your face is priceless."

The note inside the card informed me that we had two tickets to the NASCAR night race at Bristol Motor Speedway in Bristol, Tennessee. For those of you that don't know, getting tickets to the night race at Bristol is almost impossible.

"Thank you. Thank you. How in the world did you get the tickets?"

"We had a contest at work and I won tickets to the Bush and Cup races."

"This is one contest I'm glad you won. Thank you. Go ahead and open your gift."

Needless to say my gift (pearl earrings) wasn't in the same ballpark as her gift to me, but she seemed to like them.

I took Holly in my arms and gave her a kiss telling her how much I loved her. We continued kissing and I slowly removed her clothes while she stripped me. For the first time we made love somewhere other than a bed and with the lights on. Afterwards we took a shower together (another first) and went to bed.

We were up early so we could enjoy the beach for a couple of hours before checkout. By 1pm we were at the airport waiting on our flight home.

Holly went to sleep almost as soon as the plane took off. I sat there thinking about the brown box, the packing slip, how she got the tickets (I've never heard her talk about any company contest in the four years I've known her), how we made love on the couch with the lights on. When Holly and I make love it is usually pretty vanilla.

We seem to follow the same script each time we make love. First we make out for a few minutes while I explore her body with my hands. If my hand gets to close to her ass she'll pull it away and remind me that she does not like me playing with her ass. I'll pull her shirt up and start playing with her tits (her nipples are very sensitive). Next I start kissing my way down stopping to kiss and nibble on her breasts before I continue my way down. By the time I reach her pussy her panties are soaking wet.

I continue to kiss around her pussy through her panties before she begs me to take her panties off and eat her pussy. She grabs my head, wraps her legs around my head and goes off like a roman candle as soon as my tongue touches her pussy. After her third climax, she'll say "I can't take anymore. I need you to put it in me now." I take a couple more licks of her sweet pussy and move up to 'put it in' as she says. Holly will not kiss me after I eat her pussy. She always wipes my mouth with my pillowcase while I rub my cock across her pussy a few times before "that's enough--just put it in and put your hands behind me."

She wraps her arms and legs around me and within 10 strokes (with my hands holding her ass) she has a climax. At this point she begs me not to move while she comes down. I don't understand why she doesn't want me playing with her ass, but wants me to hold her ass up when we make love. We'll change positions a few times; Holly will have a couple more climaxes before I climax (sometimes too soon).

When I say change positions I mean while Holly is on her back. She'll play with my cock and sometimes she'll even suck it for a couple minutes. Holly seems to love sex; she never turns me down, always has multiple orgasms but never wants to try anything different.

My gut tells me something is going on and I need to find out what. Why would Holly order from Trashy Lingerie? Why was her maiden name on the packing slip? What did Holly do with the clothes? All these questions and I don't have a clue how to find out.

I thought I was doing a good job of acting normal when we got home until Holly asked "Bubba, you're very quiet. Are you feeling alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about what I need to do at work tomorrow besides scheduling three days vacation time for our Bristol trip."

The guys noticed something was going on with me the next morning playing basketball. During one of our breaks Nick said "Ok Bubba what's going on with you? You just got back from celebrating your anniversary in Cancun and should be on top of the world, but you seem to be down in the dumps—so man what gives?"

"Nothings wrong, I guess I got use to sleeping later while on vacation" I answered.

"Bullshit. You're in better shape than all of us put together. This isn't the first time you've been on vacation. Something is going on, you're stressed out and as a friend I'd like to know what's got you dragging ass this morning?"

For the next five minutes those 9 guys stayed on my case until I told them about the box from Trashy Lingerie. We spent the rest of our time trying to find ways to discover what Holly was doing. Everyone agreed to look around and see if they had anything I could use.

The next morning instead of our normal workouts we spent our time discussing the items they brought and how to use them. Lying on the table were: 1) 2 phone line recorders (each would record up to 3 hours) 2) 3 camcorders 3) A Baby Monitor system 4) Nanny Cam system with 2 cameras (VHS Tape Case & Notebook) 5) A micro cassette tape recorder (records up to 3 hours) 6) A Standard cassette tape recorder (records up to 4 hours) 7) A digital recorder with internal card (records up to 3 hours)

We agreed I should install one of the phone line recorders to our home phone and place the digital recorder in Holly's car. No one could come up with a use for the baby monitor. The 2 cassette recorders would make noise turning on and off not to mention the limited amount of recording time available. Trey agreed to come over to my house and help me install the nanny cam system.

Since I had 2 phone line recorders I would switch them each morning before I went to the Y and listen to the tape during the day. The digital recorder in Holly's car had an internal card so I had to take the recorder out of Holly's car and listen to it before I replaced it.

At this point I'd be able to hear Holly's home phone conversations, hear any conversations she had in her car, see what happened in our den and down the hall to our bedroom. I wouldn't be able to hear her cell phone conversations unless she was in her car, hear her at work or hear her anywhere else.

The big problem was how to verify where she went each day and who she was with when she wasn't with me. Holly's schedule (as I knew it) was she left our house each morning at 7:50am for work. She left work each day at 4:30pm and went to the Y for her workout before heading home. Sometimes she'd visit and have dinner with my parents on some of my school nights.

We all left for work and agreed to think about how to track Holly during the day. The only person in our basketball group Holly knew was RJ so he couldn't be used as part of the tracking group.

During our morning meeting Jason said "I talked with my wife last night about our tracking problem and she suggested we use my grandfather. He's always complaining about never having anything to do and it's driving him crazy. I talked to him last night and he's all for helping us out. He suggested I get his brother Bob to help out as well. Between the two of them one could drive and the other could record everything with the camcorder. So what do you guys think?"

Everyone agreed Jason's wife had a great idea and before I knew it the rest were going to ask their grandparents to help us out.

Friday morning when I arrived at the Y I found my 9 basketball buddies plus 11 additional people waiting on me. After introductions we set about developing a plan/schedule to monitor Holly. The group was divided into 5 teams. Each day a different team would follow Holly to work, another team would follow her to lunch, a third team would follow her to the Y and another team would follow her home. They worked out a plan on how to pass the camcorders to another team when their shift was over. The group would spend the weekend riding by my house, the Y, my parent's house and Holly's office so they would know where Holly was expected to be each day. Monitoring Holly would start Monday morning.

Each morning we met at the Y, they would recap the previous day and give me a tape from each camcorder. At our Wednesday morning meeting John introduced us to his buddy Fred. Fred retired 2 years ago from a security firm and he wanted to help.

On Thursday RJ spoke up "we appear to have everywhere covered except when Holly is working. Does anyone have any ideas on how to monitor her at work?"

"RJ I've given this a lot thought. I've checked out several on-line surveillance companies and found several 8 hour digital recorders with AC adapters and extended microphones. But the problem I have with them, other than the cost, is 1) how do we install them in Holly's office, 2) how do we download the recordings to my computer and 3) I'm not comfortable with any of us being arrested for breaking and entering. The nanny cam in my house, the recording of telephone conversations in my house, recording Holly in her car and video taping Holly in public places are all activities conducted in public or they're recorded in or on my personal property. I will not take part in planting a bug in Holly's office. If she's cheating on me she will not be doing it at work with 45 other people."

"Sorry Bubba don't get pissed with me. I'm just trying to cover all the bases."

Friday morning Sam and Ann (Nick's grandparents) informed us they'd joined the Y. While following Holly they discovered several people their age using the facilities and decided to join for their health and to watch Holly while she was there.

I was completely blown away by all the effort this group was doing for me. They seemed to enjoy having something to do each day. Our group of 11 had grown to 15 by our second week. There were teams in cars following Holly, there were teams sitting in the lobby of Holly's building, and there were teams eating at the same restaurant Holly ate lunch at each day. Holly never saw the same people twice on any one day. These senior citizens were executing the plan to perfection.

After two weeks, I told the group "I want to take this opportunity to thank you for everything you've done. For the past two weeks Holly has done everything a faithful wife should be doing. I've watched the tapes from my house, the tapes from the camcorders, listened to her phone conversations in our house as well as her car and she has done absolutely nothing inappropriate that I can see. She goes to work, she goes shopping with her friends, she visits my parents, she works out at the Y, she goes to the grocery store and she's never been seen with anyone other than her friends, co-workers and my parents. So let's give this one more week and then call the search off."

The next Friday morning we met as an active group for the last time. "Thank you for your time and effort for the past three weeks. I can't tell you how much it means to me knowing you proved my wife is faithful to me and our marriage. It's time to turn off the cameras and recorders and move on with life. I wish the best for you and your families in the future."

Henry cleared his throat and said "Well Bubba we'd like to thank you for giving us something worthwhile to do. We've become friends through this investigation and plan on staying friends. You should know we've visited several attorneys around town offering our services and I'm proud to say we have a job starting Wednesday. Goodbye to sitting in a boring rocking chair. Look out world here we come--again."

I wished everyone a happy and safe weekend as I left with the camcorders. When I told them I'd return their equipment they told me to keep it or give it away they were happy to have it out of their homes.

RJ was getting in his car when I walked up to his window. "RJ, I'm going by the house to disconnect everything before I go to the office. How about tell Harry I have a personal matter to take care of before I get to the office for our meeting."

"Don't worry I'll tell him before I get my first cup of coffee. Do you want me to stop by and help?"

"No. Thank you for asking. It won't take long, no sense in both us being late."

Call me crazy but I couldn't give up. I still had too many unanswered questions and I couldn't ask this group to continue without an end in sight. They had already given me 3 weeks of their time and it was time to try something else.

I stopped by my house and the first thing I did after changing clothes was relocate the phone line recorder. Next I found a book about the same size as the VCR nanny cam; I removed the book jacket, cut a hole for the camera lens, wrapped the jacket around the VCR Nanny cam and returned the book jacket with the nanny cam back in the same place the book has been for the 2 years. It took awhile to figure out what to do with the notebook cam, but I finally decided to move it to the garage. This way I'd see if Holly brought home another brown box. Finally I placed the digital recorder (from Holly's car) under the couch where Holly usually sat. With everything relocated (including the nanny cam computer) and rewired, I headed for the shower.

As I was walking toward the bathroom I had an idea and ran down to my basement office returning with the baby monitor. The way this old monitoring system worked was through normal household wiring. You plugged the transmitter into a wall jack then you plugged the receiver in another wall jack. I removed the digital recorder and placed the transmitter under the couch and plugged it in. In the basement I plugged in the receiver and placed the old voice activated cassette recorder beside the receiver. Using the baby monitoring system I'd be able to put the digital recorder back in Holly's car.

After taking one last look at my handy work, making sure everything looked normal I took a shower, locked the door and went to my meeting with Harry.

Holly and I met my parents at our favorite Greek restaurant for dinner and we spent the entire meal talking about our upcoming trip to Bristol.

Dad asked "do ya'll know where your seats are?"

"Not yet. They should be good seats" replied Holly.

"Why would you say that?"

"Mr. Johnson, our CEO, put up 2 of his personal tickets. As I understand it he gets 6 tickets to each race. So if they're good enough for him they should be great for us."

"Well ya'll better be on your best behavior if you're sitting with him."

At this point I made a mental note to mark race tickets off my list of unknown issues. If the source of the tickets is Mr. Johnson then everything about the contest is on the level.

With a full stomach we headed off to see a chick flick. Don't even ask I don't have a clue what we watched.

I couldn't believe how horny Holly was when we got home. As soon as I turned from locking the door Holly grabbed my arm and let me to our bedroom. Mark this day down as another first, with the lights on Holly dropped to knees and took my cock into her mouth. It was a huge turn on to see my cock in her mouth. The only problem was she only sucked it for about 30 seconds before she stood up. At this point she would not kiss me and we were right back to our normal vanilla sex. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy it, but I had such high hopes when she left the lights on and sucked my cock.

Holly's good mood spilled over into Saturday morning. Walking into the kitchen after my morning shower I was shocked to see Holly already up and cooking breakfast. This was the first time in our three year marriage that Holly was up on a Saturday morning before 10 am and had cooked me breakfast. "What in the world have you done with my wife?"

Laughing she said "Oh honey I'm so happy I couldn't sleep."

"I'm happy too but apparently I'm not as happy as you are. So just want has happened to make you this happy?"

"We've been to SOS, had an incredible trip to Cancun, going to Bristol for the race and planning on starting our family. I've so much to be thankful for and I can't begin to tell you how much I love you."

"Well let's forget breakfast and go back to bed and share our love."

"I love you but we don't have time. In case you've forgotten I'm going with Debbie (RJ's wife) this morning to help her find a dress for her cousins wedding next weekend."

"So you're up this morning because you're going with Debbie."

"That's not true. Debbie won't be here until 11 o'clock. I'm up early this morning because I want to be with you."

"Then let's go back to bed so I can show you how much I love you."

"I know you love me and I'll show you tonight how much I love you. Now sit down and eat your breakfast. You keep on talking and this will be the last time you see me cook."

As I sat down I even managed to say "Yes dear" with a straight face.

Breakfast was a great surprise and I really enjoyed our time together. While Holly cleaned the kitchen, I went outside to cut the grass and wash the cars. Debbie arrived just as I finished washing the cars. She walked in with me to see if Holly was ready. One thing I can say about Holly is never late.

Debbie asked "Well Bubba what are you going to do while Holly is out spending your money?"

"What are you talking about? It's my understanding ya'll are going shopping for you a dress which means you're out spending RJ's money. If Holly buys anything it better be a new faucet for the kitchen."

"Bubba they don't sell faucets in dress shops where we shop. Before you cleanup and start studying I think it would be great for you to get the new kitchen faucet. You were with me when I showed you the faucet I wanted."

"Great while I'm out I'll swing by and pick me up a BBQ sandwich. I love you."

Once back at home with my BBQ sandwich and a new kitchen faucet. I sat down ate my sandwich and started making a to-do list. Starting with the faucet while I was in dirty work clothes seemed like the best place to start.

After reading the instructions on the faucet box, getting my tool box, I cleaned everything out from under the sink so I could install the new faucet. When I went to remove the old faucet I discovered I didn't have a wrench that would work. Now I have two options, 1) go back to the store and buy one or 2) borrow Dads. Why should I go buy one when I can use Dads. I knew if I went to Dads today I'd never be able to get back here and finish today. Mom would manage to keep me there for over an hour. I had a class project due so I decided I'd get the wrench when I had more time.

Taking a shower and putting on clean clothes always refreshes me. Off to my basement office to work on my MBA project. It didn't take long for me to be completely caught up in my project and I didn't think about anything else until I heard Holly and Debbie through the baby monitor. Two minutes later Holly opened the basement door and called out my name. Walking out of my office I responded "I'm down here. Ya'll back already?"

"Bubba, its 7 o'clock. Have you been asleep?"

"No. I've been working on my project. I guess time does go faster when you enjoy what you're doing. I'll be up in a couple of minutes."

A couple of minutes later I joined the ladies in the kitchen. Looking at Debbie I asked "well are you going to show me the dress you bought?"

"Yes, it's in the den." We followed Debbie into the den where she proudly showed me the dress.

"Well Debbie it looks great to me and I'm sure everyone at the wedding will think so as well."

"Why thank you kind sir. It'll look better tomorrow after Holly and I find a pair of shoes to wear with it."

"I can't believe how long you women spend shopping. But hay, it's your time and RJ's money. Holly does this mean you'll fix breakfast in the morning?"

"Yes, I'll fix us breakfast and spend the morning with you."

"Man, I can get use to this. Have I told you lately that I love you?"

"Thank you and I love you too."

Later in bed Holly did remember to show me how much she loved me. I'd like to say we did something new and different, but we didn't.

Sunday afternoon I was back in my basement office. After about 3 hours I needed a break. Standing up to stretch I saw the baby monitor and decided now was a good time to change phone recorders, check the cassette recorder and off load video from the nanny cam.

I listened to the phone recorder and didn't learn anything other than it worked. Next I listened to the cassette recording from the baby monitor and once again didn't hear anything useful other than it too worked. As I was about to watch video from the nanny cameras I heard Holly and Debbie upstairs. I waited on Holly to open the basement door and call for me to come up and see Debbie's new shoes. Just what every man wants to do is see another pair of shoes.

Being the kind and understanding husband I was I went upstairs to look at the shoes. I told them they did a great job (only took 4 hours) in finding just the right pair of shoes for the dress. They both smiled and said "thank you."

Monday morning I was back at the Y playing basketball with the guys. It felt good to be back on my normal schedule.

Tuesday I got an email from my professor telling me we wouldn't have class due to a family emergency he had to deal with. My afternoon sales call was cut short because John had to attend a meeting with his Dad (the company owner). At this point I said the hell with it and decided to go home early.

This was the first time in a year I'd taken off early with the added bonus that I didn't have to attend class. What in the world am I going to do with my time? A light bulb went off in my head when I entered the kitchen, I'd replace the kitchen faucet and surprise Holly. I changed clothes and climbed on my motorcycle and headed off to get Dads wrench.

I parked my motorcycle beside Dads workshop and went looking for the wrench. During my search I discovered a box full of old pictures. Placing the box on the workbench I started going through them. The box was full of family pictures going back at least 30 years. I started pulling out pictures I wanted to make copies of so I could someday show my children.

A flash of light coming through the window caught my attention and I looked out the window just in time to see Holly and my mother dressed in white nurse uniforms walking out the basement door. They were looking off to the right toward RJ's parent's house. If my wife and mother surprised me then watching RJ, Debbie and my boss, Harry, walk through the gate gave me the biggest shock of my life.

Debbie was naked except for a pair of high heels and a collar around her neck attached to a leash as she was being led by RJ. Harry walked into my wife's outstretched arms and gave her a big kiss while RJ kissed my mother. When Holly kissed Harry she rubbed his cock through his pants. This move was copied by my mother while she kissed RJ. As Holly passed Debbie she slapped her face before she kissed RJ and rubbed his cock. Mom slapped Debbie's right tit as she passed on her way to kiss Harry. I stood frozen in place thinking this was not a simple case of an affair. Holly, Debbie and my mother were first class whores.

It took a few minutes for my mind to clear before I could start thinking about what I was going to do now that I knew the truth about Holly. In a daze I walked from the workshop up to the basement window and looked in not sure what to expect.

Debbie was curled up on a towel beside the couch. Mom and Holly were sucking RJ and Harry's cocks. I discovered the lights were on, it was during the day and Holly could deep throat! RJ and Harry switched places. I wondered if my Dad knew about this. I pulled out my cell phone to call him when it occurred to me that my cell phone was a camera phone. So I took pictures of my wife on her knees sucking Harry's cock and would you believe it I got a picture of Harry blowing a load of cum into my wife's mouth. Debbie got up and Holly gave her a big kiss.

As I keyed in Dads phone number I got another surprise, Dad and three couples (the women were dressed in white nurse uniforms) walked into the basement from upstairs. No need to call him he already knows. He was saying something when he walked in and if I read his lips correctly he said "sorry I'm late" then stuck his cock in Holly's mouth. I took a couple pictures and returned to the workshop.

While everyone was working on following Holly I was busy executing my own plan. With my gut screaming that something was going on I decided I'd better do some research of my own.

First I checked all the websites I could find about divorce law in South Carolina. Next I visited the top 5 divorce attorneys in Columbia seeking there advice. Did you know if you meet with an attorney and pay for his time even if you don't hire them for your case your spouse cannot use them.

In the state of South Carolina grounds for divorce are 1) adultery, 2) desertion, 3) physical cruelty, 4) addiction to drugs or alcohol, and 5) living separate and apart without cohabitation for at least one year (no-fault). Unless the plaintiff is seeking a divorce based upon living separate and apart without cohabitation for one year, there is a 3 month waiting period from the filing of the petition before the court will grant a judgment of dissolution of marriage.

Bottom line I have 2 options, I can obtain a no-fault divorce merely by not living with her for 1 year or file for divorce on grounds of adultery. One important fact, all 5 of the attorneys told me, was if my grounds were adultery I would have to have a witness testify they saw her commit adultery. My testimony and camera phone pictures were not enough to win a judgment on grounds of adultery.

You're probably thinking why in the world don't I walk in there and kick some ass. Don't worry I'll not leave without a confrontation, but first its time for me to follow my plan.

I retrieved a list of phone numbers from my wallet and started making phone calls. The attorneys advised me to open new bank accounts in my name only in case needed to transfer some money. So my first call was to my bank's automated teller system where I transferred most of our money into my accounts. Next I called the credit card companies and lowered our credit limit to $50 above there current balance due. It doesn't matter how much you transfer the division of assets is based on there value at the time of separation and today is our day of separation.

My last phone call was to a security firm that was highly recommended by the attorneys. I'd already interviewed them, agreed on the terms and they were just waiting on my call. When I called Lonnie was the supervisor on duty; I told him my situation and requested 3 agents join me at my parent's house. They were to come through the neighbor's back yard, and bring a camera and a camcorder with them.

Turning my cell phone ringer off and setting it to vibrate as I moved back to the window to wait on backup. I thought want a dumb ass, I should've thought to turn the ringer off earlier.

I looked in the window just in time to watch my wife lube up Harry's cock, turn her back to him, grab is cock and guild it into her ass. He wasn't fucking her she was ass fucking him. RJ stepped up, stuck his cock in her mouth as he pushed Debbie head between Holly's legs. Yes I even got a picture of them. Another thing I noticed was the group had grown larger since I went to make my phone calls.

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