Divorce Party
Copyright© 2025 by Wolf
Chapter 5
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - After establishing that my wife was cheating, I set up a bit of 'sting' operation. I even involved her lover's wife. Thus, When my wife and her lover stepped out of that hotel elevator, they had no idea what was in store for them. Things unfolded perfectly from my point of view.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Cheating Revenge
The next few weeks were a large period of adjustment. Mostly, I had to adjust to being a single dad to a couple of teenagers. I was surprised to discover how many small, almost meaningless things that Lisa had done, probably on autopilot to keep the kids and house running. I learned, though, and picked up the slack.
I talked to Brett and Brenda’s school and got the name of a therapist, and started taking them twice a week to talk about what had happened. I feared that I’d hurt them by taking them to that crazy Divorce Party at the same hotel where the lovers shacked up.
Instead, the counselor told me that both kids had a remarkable adult viewpoint about the break-up, the reasons behind it, their role or lack of it, a positive vision of the future living with me, and an upbeat viewpoint about the Divorce Party. He tapered us back to once a week, and then once a month. Eventually, we stopped. The kids were fine.
Lisa tried to contact me the day after the Divorce Party’. On first contact, I reminded her that she was violating the restraining order and told her that she had a pile of things being held at the hotel. She then apologized and I just hung up. The next contact came from my lawyer with a request from Lisa’s lawyer for several things: first, a visit with Brett and Brenda, and hope that I’d go to counseling with her, hopefully to heal the severe damage that she’d done to our marriage and work on reconciliation.
In regard to her request for counseling, I sent a one-word reply, “No.” I told Clark, my lawyer, that he could elaborate as he saw fit. He knew that reconciliation was about as likely as snow in hell. He’d not only heard my rants, but he’d rather enjoyed the Divorce Party.
To handle the request to see our kids, I called Lisa’s parents and arranged for the kids to visit on Saturday. I left it to them to contact their daughter and tell her the arrangements. I dropped the teens off on Saturday morning, but they weren’t exactly eager to see their mother. They knew that she’d been the bad monkey in the circus that followed.
Between the kids, work, housekeeping, and feeding everyone, I had my hands full. Brett asked me whether I was going to date anybody or get married again. I gave him a withering stare and then laughed, bringing him into my humor. “Not any time soon. I still feel burned and betrayed. My ability to trust anybody, even a potential friend, has been destroyed. That doesn’t mean that I never will, it just means that I have some wounds to heal.” The kids said that they understood.
Ellie called me about a month after the party to tell me that Mitch had signed the papers and that her divorce would become a done deal in ninety days. We compared notes on becoming single parents, the progress the children had made in coping with the new reality, and that was that.
After I turned down counseling, Lisa signed the papers, and we too started our own ninety-day period before the separation became complete and legal.
Our friends Ben and Casey hosted a Saturday evening cookout and party about two months after the Divorce Party. The gathering was small, with Lee and Jana attending along with Ellie. Our kids were there, too.
That evening was the first time that I’d felt social again. Several glasses of wine helped, as well as acknowledging with my friends that life was moving on to a new normal.
I flew with Brett and Brenda to Orlando, and we spent a summer week exhausting ourselves with about every amusement ride or interesting pavilion in the state. We did get some beach time. We bonded deeply and had some profound discussions about life, relationships, trust, betrayal, resurrection, forgiveness, and resiliency. I had never felt closer to the two of them.
The two children spent a week at a lake with Lisa and her parents. By then the divorce was a done deal. Lisa partially repaired her relationship with the kids. I’m not sure that Brenda will ever forgive her.
Mitch got a small apartment on the other side of the city. The affair with Lisa ended at our humiliating evening with the couple. From what Ellie told me, he’s thrown himself into work and is not thinking about dating - ever. He and Lisa have no contact.
Ellie had trust fund money from before she married Mitch, thus, the prenup was in her favor on many counts. He pays child support, and only a modest alimony. They set up the same kind of deal where Ellie never has to talk to him. He sees their children at his parents’ home. That suits her just fine.