Chapter 5

I got dressed quickly, grabbed one of the cognac glasses that still had something in it and gulped it down before leaving.

I sat in my car, sobbing. My heart was broken. Yes the cuckolding hurt but that was not the worst. She broke my trust, she ignored our safe word. That is "sacred" in the BDSM community. You never ignore a safe word. For the very least you stop what you are doing and check on your partner.

It made it easier to believe that she meant all those hurtful words. Maybe I was just a "money machine" as she so elegantly put it. A toy to play with.

I was not going to hang around and find out. I could NEVER trust her again no matter what she will say. I could have had a heart attack from the stress. She ignored the safe word. She's dangerous. I'm done.

Damn that hurt. I loved her with every fiber of my body. There wasn't a thing that I would not do for her. Well almost. Is that what this was all about? Did she do all this to pay me back for not accepting hairy ass harry fucking her in our home. Oh, I don't know.

I finally resorted to my breathing exercises and calmed down a bit. I guess all of this could not have taken very long even though it seemed like hours because there was Greg coming out of his building walking towards my car. I wasn't going to talk to him or any one at that point. I started the car and drove off before he could reach it.

I headed for the office. It was after midnight and I had a bit of a hard time to convince the night watch that I was entitled to enter the building at any time. Eventually he relented and took my up in the service elevator to our offices.

There I sat at my computer and composed a letter of resignation, printed it, signed it and put it on Monique's desk together with my company credit cards and cell phone.

I was done. I no longer cared. I was broken and there was no way for Monique to put me back together again.

I went across the street to the suite, packed my bags. Luckily I had in morning left a bunch laundry to be done and it was all there clean and folded, easy to pack.

I left via a side door, I know I couldn't avoid the cameras but I did not want to go past the front desk. It was too early to head to the airport and I wasn't up to any conversation. I got into my car and headed towards the airport and checked into one of the more reasonably priced suite hotels near there.

I took a shower, finally washing the cum of my face that Monique had deposited there. I had forgotten about that and now wondered if the night watch guy had noticed it. If he did, it could add some juicy bit to the rumor mill that was going to start up in the morning.

Once showered I felt a bit better and went to bed to some troubled sleep with a scary dream of me choking on Monique's panties while she stood watching with a big smile on her face jerking on some dude's huge cock – not Greg – until he sprayed load after load of cum into my face.

I forced myself to wake up but as soon as I fell asleep there it was again.

So I finally gave up and fired up my laptop to make a list of things I needed to do.

1) call local lock smith and have all the locks changed on the lake house and have him lock the garage door from the inside so the door opener won't work. He can leave the new keys at next door.

2) call contractor and cancel his Friday appointment at the lake

3) call my lawyer, the one for a divorce. Maybe the other one too. At least alert her that there may be some work for her too.

The lawyers are kind of interesting and I keep wondering if I've ever seen them in some other place and under very different circumstances. I don't mean at the club because they are both very good golfers. No some place, somewhere else.

They are a set of very sexy ladies around our age – mid to late 30's, one a fiery red head with emerald green eyes, the other a brunette with almost coal black eyes.

The red head is the divorce lawyer and real shark. She saved Greg a ton of money during his most recent one. The brunette does corporate work and we are using her for some of the stuff that is coming down on hairy ass harry.

Some times when the two of them are together, I get some funny vibes but I've seen them having a good time – maybe even pretty hot time with guys at some of the functions at the club. I know they are not married. "Red" yes, that's what her friends call her says she's seen too many marriages go down in flames to get on that wagon. Maybe she's got something there.

4) move all of my money into a new account and get a new safety deposit box. This I'll have to do as soon as the bank opens. It will take Monique a bit before she figures out something is really, really wrong. I think at first she'll just assume that I'm pissed and that's why I didn't come to pick her up at Greg's.

5) Get a new cell phone and get in touch with Alice and Clarence, let them know what happens. Alice is going to be hopping mad because she is a stickler for "consensual, safe and sane BDMS play and ignoring a safe word is not part of that.

6) call the office and alert Cindy, Sue and Rod that I've quit and that they are on their own.

The place I where I was staying was part of some executive office park with walkways throughout the complex. So I got dressed for a run, grabbed a glass of OJ in the lobby breakfast area and headed out into a fairly crisp morning for that time of the year. A front had moved through the area moving most of the humid air mass. I found a sign indicating the start of the "trail" and after some stretching I went off. It turned out that once around was three miles and that was fine with me.

I grabbed another OJ, some coffee and a bran muffin from the breakfast bar and headed up to my room. I actually enjoyed my breakfast while watching a bit of the Today Show before taking a shower and heading out as a newly unemployed with a mission to take back control of his life.

At nine o'clock sharp I was in the assistant bank manager's office working on the papers for transferring my money into a new account. Once done we headed to the safety deposit boxes where I removed all my papers including an very special envelop that would give Monique a pretty nasty surprise.

I put all that stuff into a new box that I had arranged for and headed next door to the phone store where I got two new phones, one with all the bells and whistles including being able to make calls outside the country. The other a prepaid one that I could toss if it turned out I no longer wanted contact with those that had that number.

Next I called "Red's" office to set up an appointment for two that afternoon.

Oh by the way Michelle (the brunette) is looking for you. I'll tell her you're coming in and she can catch you then."

"Sounds great, looking forward to seeing you lovely ladies, just wish it was under different circumstances."

"Don't worry, we'll take care of you, may be even in..."

Then she stopped.

"Gotta go, see you at two, bye."

Now I wondered what she meant by that?

Next stop, a coffee shop with Wi-Fi so that I could fire up my laptop.

Once I had my coffee, just black, none of all that fancy stuff for me, I called Cindy.

"Boss, what is going on? Monique called pretty frazzled looking for you and you are not here.

"Cindy, I quit last night. My letter of resignation is on Monique's desk with my credit cards and phone. Here take this number, you can reach me on this but, please keep it from Monique. All you know is that I called you and told you about the letter."

"But why?"

"Long story. Maybe one day I'll tell you. Let Ron and Sue know what has happened. They are now in charge unless Monique makes some changes."

"Please, stay in touch, you'll be missed around here, it will never be the same and good luck."

Be the time the phone call ended, I had the numbers of both the contractor and a lock smith up on my laptop.

First I called the locksmith and told him what I needed him to do right away. He said he would take care of it but it would cost an extra 100 for the "emergency" service. I told him to go ahead and to leave both the keys and his invoice next door and would take care of it by week's end.

Next was the contractor. He sounded disappointed, I guess Monique had given him an idea of the job and he was already counting the money.

"I'll probably will have some work for you later on in late fall. For sure before Christmas. I'm guessing you'll like that even better because you'll be slow by then."

He was mollified with that.

Next I called Mrs. Shannon and told her about the locksmith and that I would see her tomorrow afternoon.

Having completed all items on my list other than to talk to the Coopers, I looked at my watch and it was only 10:30. Lots of time before my appointment with sexy lawyer duo.

So back to my laptop to check for golf courses near my current residence. I didn't want to go to the club. For one the membership was corporate and had quit and secondly I did not want to talk to anyone that I know, nor chance running into Greg.

Oh great there was a county owned one only a couple of miles from the hotel with a pretty interesting write up. So I finished my coffee, shut down the computer and headed back to my hotel to change clothes. The golf stuff was in my truck. Never leave home without it.

I went through a couple of bags of balls on the range, spent some time around the practice chipping area and finally on the putting green.

Back to the hotel, a quick shower and back to down town. I stopped for lunch at the same place I ate last night and this time I finished the whole corned beef sandwich.

The sexy lawyer duo's place of business was just a block from the diner and I asked if I could leave my car in their lot.

"No problem, we won't get busy again before 4:30 or 5 this afternoon and I guess you'll be gone by then."

"Sure thing, and thanks."

Off I went.

The building where the sexy duo had their office was very interesting. It is in sort of a "ware house" district and theirs was one of those ware houses converted to office and living spaces. It looked like that most of the ground floor was living space, with the old freight doors now being garage entrances. I saw a "for rent" sign on one of the units and filed it away in my mind to ask "Red" about the deal here. I couldn't stay out by the airport forever. Sure I could live up at the lake but I had to do something with my life. I was not ready to retire, no matter what I had been musing about a few weeks ago.

As I walked into the reception area, "Red" came out of her office.

"Hey Pete come on in. Let me just tell Michelle that you are here and that she can join us when she's ready."

She opened the door next to her office.

"Hey Mich, Pete is here. When you're ready."

Then she came towards me and instead of shaking my hand she gave me a hug. Those lovely big boobs pressing against my chest started to stir some action in my pants but before I could embarrass myself she stepped back still holding my arms and look deep into my eyes.

"Pete I'm so sorry, I really thought you guys had it together and just might make me change my mind on marriage."

Damn why don't those emerald green eyes remind me of something, some one?

She let go of me and we headed to her office. Pointing at a small conference table in one corner

"Why don't we sit there. Would you like something to drink, coffee, water?"

"No thanks, not right now. Maybe later."