Our Daddy's Bakery
Copyright© 2010 by BrotherJohn
Chapter 13
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 13 - Dirk thought his wife was raped. Maybe she was, but that was only half the story. It took him a month to learn the whole truth. Divorcing her, he finds happiness with another. The past comes back to plague him.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Reluctant Heterosexual Slut Wife Cuckold
Our lives got steadily better. The bakery decided that my operation was too small to be included in their corporate plan. They offered it to me at a discount. Better than that, in small type, I was allowed to put after my new company name, "an associate of ABC Bakery Corp." This was in small type and had no real monetary value. Liz and I gave up our bake-off prizes and they went into the corporate display as something won by their employees. We did acquire one thing that proved very valuable over the years. That was the ability to purchase our materials through them at the bulk price that they were able to demand. This increased our bottom line by almost 20%.
When we split off from the ABC corporation we tried for weeks to think of an appropriate name for our fledgling company. We wanted something that sounded homey and warm without being cute. Edie and Josh always referred to our bakery as "our Daddy's bakery." When little Jimmy Stinger came in with his half-siblings and called it that, only because he had heard it called this by them, we knew we had the name. And so it became, "Our Daddy's Bakery."
Our neighborhood was the same as neighborhoods everywhere with its trials and tribulations. Love and hate, marriages and divorces, births and deaths. Liz and I have survived all except the last so far and I hope that is in the distant future. We were even able to tolerate Bob. My beating of him was the last of my troubles with him. He came in when he could first get around, with Rena by his side. "Dirk, Bob wants to say something. Will you hear him out?"
"Yes." I waited.
"Dirk, why the fuck didn't you beat me up after I raped your wife? Every time I got to drinking, I would think you were a wimp and didn't deserve a woman like Mary. I'm done. No more. You are no wimp and you must love this woman more than you did Mary. You certainly showed me you did. Now, I'd like to ask for your forgiveness."