Chapter 1

I read stories and find it amazing how some of them could have been about me and my life. It's almost eerie when I think about it. I also get a ton of jokes and e-mail from relatives and friends. It's like they see me in their little joke and stories and pass them along to me.

I've been married twice and have a wonderful seventeen year old daughter, Kim, whom I often call Kimmy. She has been my pride and joy as well as my rock, every since her mom passed away nine years ago.

We argue and complain just like most families. Mostly about curfews, dating and things like that. I guess it's all part of growing up. She's smart and gets good grades; I'm sure going to miss her when she goes to college and leaves the nest. That will be in another year.

After my wife died, I was pretty much in the dumps. Kimmy was all I had left. I even thought of ending it, but what would Kimmy have done? She was just a little girl who had lost her mom. I went on and made a life for Kimmy and me.

I owned my own computer repair shop. I had mostly corporate clientele but I would help a few friends and neighbors with their computer problems. Life was okay but I didn't date much. Everyone and his cousin wanted to fix me up with someone. I can't tell you the number of times I heard, "Kim needs a mother!" Maybe people were right, even though Kimmy and I got along fine. One day, about four years after the death of my wife, I was on a computer repair job.

I met Julie; a corporate secretary who was stunning. She was the legal secretary in a law office. We seemed to hit it off right off the bat. I decided to go for broke and asked her out. She smiled and we set up a date.

We started dating and got along pretty good. For some reason, Kimmy didn't trust her. She didn't really hate her but she wasn't overly friendly with her. One thing led to another and eventually we got married. It must have been close to a year after we met.

I had a talk with Kim and she told me to do whatever made me happy. She was going on thirteen at the time and I told her she was still my little girl and I wouldn't let anyone come between us. She was still number one in my heart.

"Dad, I'm growing up and someday I'll be gone. I want you to be happy. If Julie does that for you, then you have my blessing. She's nice enough and all but there's something, I don't know, maybe it's just that she isn't mom."

Kim called her Julie. She told me she just couldn't call her mom.

Julie had been married once before. She said they divorced because of irreconcilable differences. She basically said they didn't get along. I never pushed her for more information and she never gave any more.

My sex life increased greatly. We started out doing it almost every night. After a few months we did it less, maybe at least three times a week, which was plenty for me.

We had somewhat different lifestyles. I was more of the homebody type and Julie was the one that always attended functions. I went to a few of them but not all. I didn't care that much for the limelight. I preferred to stay home and watch TV with Kimmy.

Financially we were sitting pretty well. We did have a prenuptial agreement. I had a lot of assets that I wanted to pass on to Kim; Julie had a healthy estate of her own but nowhere near the size of mine.

One day I read this story on the Internet about a computer wiz who, when he repaired computers, would always have a USB chip and copy personal files of some of his clients. I carried them also but didn't steal personal information.

In this story the computer guy opened up a personal video file and saw pictures of different women being fucked by his friend, Bob. They were all neighbors of his and he got off watching his friend fucking them. Bob was a popular guy whose wife was a doll, according to the story, and all the women were married. He opened one file and this guy's wife was fucking a black guy, while he must have been taping it. So that meant his wife must be part of the threesome.

He opened one more file and saw his friend Bob fucking his wife Carrie. He couldn't believe it. He checked the date of the video and it was a week earlier. He was on a trip that week. He went to another file and there was his wife Carrie again. Only this time she was fucking the black guy.

What gets me about this author is he didn't do shit about it. He said that sex was so good with his wife that he didn't want to upset the apple cart. I hate stories like this. He should have kicked her out on her ass and beat the shit out of his friend Bob. This author must be some kind of pervert to be happy with a marriage like that.

I was pissed after reading that story. I just can't understand men like that. Why get married? If you can't be monogamous, then don't get married. Where was the trust and love in that type of marriage?

Over the next couple of weeks, Julie was at meeting after meeting. I asked Kim if she saw her much and she said she was always going out.

"Dad, I know I shouldn't say anything but it's not the same as when mom was alive. Julie is more of an acquaintance than a friend even. I try to be pleasant, dad; but she is always aloof with me. When she's here and you're not home, I usually go to my girlfriend's house. I'm sorry, dad; but you told me to come to you when I have a problem so I did."

"It's okay, sweetie; I'll try to find out what's going on. Don't worry, I won't tell Julie we talked."

The following Saturday was another damn party. It was at Julie's boss' house so I told her I would go. She was dressed really sexy. For a woman of forty, she looked good, damn good! I couldn't take that away from her.

Just before we left the phone rang. Julie answered it and told me her boss, Bill, asked to speak to me. I hardly ever talk to this guy. We were like in two different universes. I took the phone and he acted like we were old friends.

"Larry," he said. "Julie said you were coming to the party tonight. Could I ask you a favor while you're here? My computer keeps messing up and I wondered if you could take a look at it while you're here? I'll be happy to pay you. It's just that I will need to work on it tomorrow and it would be nice to have it working."

Great! Now I have to go to a stupid party and work on his computer. Maybe it was a good sign. I wouldn't have to fit in with the crowd anyway.

"Sure, Bill, I'll bring my van with all my computer equipment in it. Maybe we can get you up and running."

Julie gave me the evil eye. "I have to ride in that old van? This is an important party."

"No, you can either stay home or call your boss back and tell him I can't fix his computer tonight because you don't want to ride in my old van," I said sarcastically.

Kim asked to stay at one of her girlfriend's house since we wouldn't be home till late. Of course I told her it was okay.

Julie and I arrived at the house of Bill and Cindy. The valet grinned when they opened the door for Julie. It just made her more aggravated. I told them to park near a back door in case I needed to come out for computer parts. I mentioned to them that I was going to repair Mr. Smith's computer.

"Yes, Sir, no problem." They pointed to where they would be parking my van.

I caught up with Julie as we were greeted at the door. Shortly afterward, Cindy came and greeted us. She was barely thirty and twenty years younger than Bill. She was his third wife. Rumor has it he couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Of course Julie told me that it was untrue. His ex-wives were just spreading rumors about him.

Cindy was dressed to kill. She was a petite blonde and had on a tight mini dress. Most of her breasts, her legs and her back were uncovered. I could imagine what Bill was going to do with her after the party.

Julie looked sexy but not quite as slutty as Cindy. She had on a black mini skirt and a silky white blouse, unbuttoned three buttons down. She was a little heavier and it accented her large bust. If she didn't stay mad at me she was going to get laid tonight.

Bill had come up to us and shook my hand and gave Julie an overzealous hug. Since I had hugged Cindy, I guess we were pretty even.

Bill took me to his computer room and told me his problem. As he stood there I ran a few tests and found his computer riddled with problems. I explained that his best option was to nuke it. In computer terms it was to take everything out and re-install the programs.

I asked Bill to get me his original disks and that I would save all his other programs that have been used in the last year. He gave me his disks and I explained to him that it would take a few hours. First I would have to save his present programs. Get rid of his problem programs and then nuke it. I would then start reinstalling the disks both original ones and the programs we saved.

"Will you have to go through all my files?" asked Bill looking somewhat worried. "I have a lot of personal information in there."

"Not at all. I'll just save them in bulk folders, such as documents, music, etc. I won't be going through any individual files. It's not necessary. You're welcome to stay and watch if you like."

"Okay, then do it. I'll be back to check on your progress," said Bill.

I started getting rid of his problem files and started saving everything he didn't have a disk for. It was somewhat of a slow process but I took my time and did it right. I remembered that stupid story I read and it worked on me. I wondered if Bob had a secret file. I shouldn't have done it, I put in a search for hidden files and one came up videos and pictures. I thought about it and opened one and got the surprise of my life. It was a video of a nude Cindy. She was lying on the bed when Bill came up to her and starting having sex with her. My God, it was just like the stupid story I read. I didn't have time to look at anymore so I slipped my memory chip into the USB port and downloaded the hidden videos and pictures.

I slipped it back into my pocket and continued the downloading of his other programs. A while later Bill came back into the room and offered me a drink, I took it and showed him all the program files I downloaded. I asked him if there were any others he wanted saved. I brought up the file titled videos and pictures and asked Bill if he wanted it saved. He told me no, to just delete it. I have to say he looked a bit nervous when the file came up. He watched me delete it and then I cleared up his computer.

I told him some of the programs would take a while to reload. I began with his windows and then his security program. As they were running I walked out to the party to see how Julie was doing. I saw her dancing pretty close with one of the other lawyers from her office. When she saw me she backed off a little.