The Maury Show

by StangStar06

Copyright© 2011 by StangStar06

Sex Story: I found out my wife was cheating on me on National TV

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Cheating   Slut Wife   .

I was sitting on a stool at my favorite bar after work, nursing the single beer I allowed myself, while I waited for the bowling alley next door to open. There was a really pretty dark haired woman sitting at the other end of the bar trying to catch my eye. Finally, Sam the bartender put another beer in front of me, and I declined it.

"It's not on the house Ted, it's from the lady at the end of the bar," he said.

"Thank her for me, and give her money back to her. You can put it on my tab, and pour it out or do whatever you do with it," I said.

A few minutes later the brunette wandered over and sat down on the stool next to me. Her face was pretty and her eyes were clear.

"You probably shouldn't sit there," I said, then took another sip of my beer.

"Not accepting the beer I bought for you wasn't very nice," she said. "Is there some reason, you don't like me?"

"I like you just fine, but I don't know you. I have trust issues when it comes to women. Right now my life is uncomplicated, and I like it that way. If you stay in this bar for any length of time, another guy will come along and you can buy him a beer. He'll probably be nicer, younger, richer, better looking and have a bigger dick."

"What if I just like you?" she asked.

"Not going to happen, so why bother?" I asked her.

"You don't know anything about me, so how do you know we couldn't at least be friends?" she asked in return.

"Let's see," I said as I turned to look at her. "You're between 25 and thirty years old. You're educated. You have a good job. You have a nice body, and you want to show it off, but you're afraid to because you have a few slight imperfections that you obsess over. You're either, married and trying to cheat on your husband, or recently divorced. You're conservative, but you like to think that you're a little bit wild. And... ," I paused and tilted my head a little bit to the left before I continued. "You're actually a lot wilder than you think. You just need someone to bring that wild girl to the surface. The ex or current husband was or is a lot older than you are and I remind you of either him, or someone else. How many did I get right?"

"Nearly all," she said. "My husband, died a little over a year ago. I finally stopped wearing the ring a week ago. Towards the end there was no love left between us, but when he got sick I had to stay and care for him up until the end anyway, out of respect if nothing else. Then when he was gone, even though as you alluded, I did feel like he was holding me back, I just couldn't bring myself to look for someone else so soon after he passed. But when I saw you, you reminded me so much of my first boyfriend, the one I left behind to marry the ex. Right now I've gone back to work and I'm doing a job that I thought I'd like but at this moment, I'm just not too sure about."

"What about you?" she asked. "You seem kind of young to have decided to be alone for the rest of your life. And don't you have needs? I thought all men had you know ... urges."

"And when I look at you, I don't see the tough hard boiled jerk you're trying to act like," she said. I see a genuine romantic. I think that you've been hurt, so you're trying to build a wall around yourself. But it's not to keep people away from you, like you think. I think it's to keep you from being hurt again. So what made you like this?"

I held up my beer so the bar tender could see it. "Play it again Sam. And maybe you'd better bring the lady one too."

Sam brought us fresh drinks and I started my story.

"Maybe you're right about the romantic thing, but that's not something I want to have get around. I don't really see myself as a romantic. I see myself more as a sucker, because I really got taken in. Up until about a year ago, I was happily married to the girl of my dreams, but that dream turned into a nightmare on national TV, so pretty much everybody knows how stupid I was."

I met Ellie about 6 years ago at a party, and it was just love at first sight. I know that some people don't believe in it, but when I saw her, I became a believer. One minute I didn't know her from Adam, the next minute, nothing in my life mattered except her. To me she was the most beautiful girl in the world, but in reality I guess she was probably about a 6. She has flaming Red hair, and pretty green eyes. Her eyes are kind of cat-like and they're so expressive that I could always tell what mood she was in and damned near what she was thinking by their expression. She has a mouth that just begs to be kissed and she tasted like strawberries. She has more than a few freckles, and she only weighs about 96 pounds soaking wet. She has the most beautiful and shapely legs in all creation and a nice little bubble butt. She doesn't have much upstairs, and no tits either. But God Damn I loved that woman.

Within a year of meeting her, we had gotten married. I was an Engineer for a large manufacturing company. We made automotive suspension components and steering knuckles for several major auto manufacturers. Ellie was a part time waitress, and once we got married she became a stay at home housewife. Our plan was to live together for a while and enjoy life before we started having kids. That was because her sister and brother in law had gotten married because he'd knocked her up and their life was a living hell. They constantly argued over everything, and we just wanted to be smarter.

Ellie's sister and brother in law, and a couple of cousins scattered here and there were all of the family she had. They lived in a trailer park about 5 miles away from us. Actually she had lived with them until we got married. I think they were glad that we got married because not only could they come over and use our pool whenever they wanted, but it gave them more room in the trailer with Ellie moving out.

Ellie and her sister Sallie were inseparable, and whenever I couldn't find her all I had to do was call Sallie, or stop by the trailer and there she'd be. Most evenings when I got home from work, Ellie, Sallie and Sallie's Husband Billy would be in my living room. Ellie and Sallie were connoisseurs of that great American art form, Daytime Trash TV. They lived and died by Jerry Springer, Judge Judy, the People's Court and of course the Maury Show.

I had never developed a taste for that form of entertainment, being burdened as I was with a job and all, but I was glad that Ellie had something that she enjoyed, that kept her from being lonely when we were apart. Usually she had dinner on the table when I came home, and after dinner we just settled in and did things together. We both loved seeing new things and discovering things by exploring the countryside. Ellie just loved seeing the scenery, and I loved driving anywhere for any reason in my Arctic White, 2008 Mustang GTCS vert. For those of you who don't know that's a California Special GT convertible.

Actually that car and Ellie were neck and neck in the war for my affection so having them both on the road together was a dream-come true for me. The car had a Cherry Bomb exhaust system, which though it messed up the California emissions standards, sounded great. It also had cross drilled and slotted rotors, the brake Calipers were painted arctic white to match the body, and all of the glass and lights were blacked out. I love that car to this day, but anyway back to Ellie.

Ellie was hell on wheels in bed. She was always wet and ready to go. If we were at a party with all of our friends, she'd excuse us to go and check out the bushes and we'd go at it. In our bed, she wore me out. There was nothing off limits with her. Her legs and butt, as I've already said were amazing, and even though she didn't have any breasts to speak of, her nipples were so sensitive that it seemed like she had orgasms just from me blowing on them. And speaking of blowing, that woman can still suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch. It was unusual for us not to have sex at least once a day even after being married for 5 years.

If it hadn't been for Sallie though, none of this would ever have happened. I have nothing against Sallie. She's an attractive woman in her own right, and she has the truest heart of any woman I know. She looks like Ellie except that she's a few years older, a little taller and a little thicker. Sallie is also a blonde, and has very respectable tits. Unfortunately her skin has that weathered look to it, and she sags in certain areas, which is probably due to her lifelong vigil monitoring the airwaves and her 5 kids. Sallie had made a run at me a couple of times, and until this whole thing blew up I really thought that she was doing it as a test. You know, to see if given the opportunity, I'd cheat on her sister. Of course I turned her down both times and life was well.

That is up until about a year ago, when Sallie and Billy started arguing a lot more than normal. These weren't their normal, yell at each other for a while then kiss and make up arguments either. These arguments had begun to last longer and longer and spill over on the people around them. Finally Sallie decided to take the argument to the highest and most respected agency she could think of.

I thought they were going to a marriage counselor, but of course I was wrong. Sallie had contacted the Maury show and was booked to be on an episode about Cheaters. Sallie had arranged for Billy to be given a lie detector test on national TV to find out if he was cheating on her. She also suspected that he'd cheated with multiple women and had gotten one of the girls in the trailer park pregnant. Of course Billy maintained that he was absolutely innocent and Sallie was just upset because at 30 years old she was getting kind of long in the tooth and wanted to hold onto him.

The girl she suspected Billy of cheating with, was going on the trip also. She lived in the same trailer park and was only 19 years old. It seemed like a circus to me, and I was laughing under my breath at the whole situation. I was pretty sure that Billy was guilty, but kept it to myself. I was also glad that Ellie and I weren't having anywhere near those kinds of difficulties. I wished them well and promised to DVR the show so we could all watch it sometime in the future.

That night, somewhere between one of Ellie's incredible blow jobs and me sinking into that tight little pussy, Ellie lowered the boom on me. She wanted to go to Connecticut for the taping of the show as well. She not only wanted to go, she felt that she needed to go. Just in case Billy was cheating or proven to be engaged in something bad, Sallie would need someone there for support. Of course this was also the chance of a lifetime for Ellie to see how her favorite show was produced and taped. It was a dream vacation for her. But since she wasn't a part of the case, or the episode, the TV Company, wouldn't pay for her flight or her hotel room, but I assured her that it wouldn't be a hardship for us to send her. Besides when she was sucking my dick I really couldn't refuse her anything. That was also when I discovered that she expected me to take a few days of vacation time and go as well. There was no way she was leaving me home alone while she flew off to another state. She told me she trusted me of course, but she didn't need to have me tempted to go to strip clubs and visit loose women while she was away. She was sure that having too much free time was what got Billy in trouble. I suggested that maybe Billy needed a job, but she just laughed. Besides that she reminded me that in the five years that we'd been married, we hadn't ever gone without sex unless one of us was sick or injured and she wasn't about to start now.

So a few days later we all flew to Stamford Connecticut for the taping of the show. We were met at the airport by a production assistant from the show's staff. Ellie and I went straight to our hotel, while the show participants went to a production meeting to outline what they needed to do for the next day's taping.

As soon as we got to our hotel room, Ellie bounced up and down on the bed while pretending not to look at me. I could feel her eyes boring into my back as I unpacked our suitcases.

"Isn't this the kind of thing that the woman is supposed to do?" I asked.

"I'll show you what the woman is supposed to do," she smirked, unzipping my pants and pulling them down around my ankles. My boxers, the ones with the different Mustang badges on them followed them to the floor. My dick rose and lengthened in response to Ellie's touch and she took it deep into her mouth and started bobbing her head back and forth on it. That was what we were doing when the bellman walked into the room. Ellie never stopped what she was doing; she just fished my wallet out of my pants with one hand, and handed it to me. I got a five out and held it out to him. He crossed the room, accepted the bill, and backed out of the room. He never once took his eyes off of Ellie. "Enjoy," he said, closing the door softly behind him.

The pressure in my balls was beginning to build up. I couldn't help it I grabbed Ellie by the sides of her head and started ramming my dick into her mouth and throat. She was making little gagging sounds in time with each forward thrust. When I couldn't hold it back any more I pulled out and shot my gentleman's juice all over her face and neck. She smiled at me as she wiped a few errant drops from her eyes. Then I watched her flash those cat eyes at me and lie back on the bed and spread her legs. "My turn," she smiled. I raised her skirt and pulled her tiny bikini panties away from her, revealing a small landing strip of fiery red hair.

I gently blew gusts of air through the flame colored kinks and slowly licked the area beneath her fur. She was already soaking wet and she started to shiver as my tongue hit her.

"God Damn it. All you guys ever do is lick at each other's private parts," said Sallie loudly as she stepped into the room without knocking.

"If you had waited a few more minutes Sis, you would have caught him with his big old dick rammed way up in my little pussy," smirked Ellie. "What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be at the studio?"

"They need Billy, more than me. He has to take his lie detector test. They only needed to ask me a few questions and tape one little segment about what I think he's doing. They actually needed more from that floozy than they did me," she said. She looked at Ellie lying back on the bed quizzically. "Ellie what is that all over your face?"

"Your brother in law's sperm, it kind of came out all over me," laughed Ellie.

"Good God girl, aren't you going to wipe it off or something?" asked Sallie. Then she changed the subject. "Do you think that Billy really is cheating on me?" she asked. Ellie didn't answer she just squeezed my hand tighter. I think she and I knew the answer to that question. From Ellie's unspoken reaction I was sure that she thought that Billy probably was cheating on her sister.

"Sweetie, I can't answer to whether or not your man is cheating on you, but we're sisters. We'll be there for each other through thick or thin. If he is cheating on you and you decide to throw his cheating ass to the curb, I'm on your side with whatever you need. If you and the kids need to stay with me and Ted for a while, we've got plenty of room." Then she curled up beside me and snuggled herself into my side like a cat, face still full of my drying spunk.

"Ellie, you're really lucky to have someone who loves you like Ted does. I couldn't imagine him ever cheating on you. Can I tell you a secret?" she said quietly.

"I already know," said Ellie. "You tested him a time or two. You tried showing him your big ole titties, to see if he'd cheat on me, if he had the chance. He told me both times. I also know that you never would have gone through with it, if he had fallen for it. You love Billy way too much to ever cheat on him. So if he did cheat are you going to take him back?"

"Probably, eventually, but he's going to have to make some changes in our life. He's going to have to agree never to cheat on me again, and if he does we're history. And he's going to need to at least try and find a God damned job. We've been living in that fucking trailer for too long, and we have too many kids to squeeze into it. It's just not fair to the kids to put them through living like that. But we've been together for so long that I don't think I'd know how to live without him. Nobody is perfect, a man is going to make a few mistakes from time to time, so I don't see throwing away our whole marriage over this but he has to change."

Ellie squeezed my hand again gently and started lightly purring. I pulled the sheet over her and walked over to the bathroom and got a warm soapy washcloth and gently washed her face off. I kissed her lightly on her forehead as Sallie watched.

"You really do love her, don't you?" she asked. I nodded my head and smiled. "You guys are not like Billy and me. Sometimes I think we're only together because we've been together for so long that we don't know how to do anything else. But you really fucking love my skinny, flat-chested baby sister. I had no idea." The she got up and went back to her room.

"I'm glad she's finally gone," whispered Ellie as she pulled the comforter over herself. "And for the record, I really fucking love you, too. Til death do us part."

The next morning we all had breakfast together before the taping. I noticed 2 things right away. One was that Sallie had gotten her hair done and had a makeover. She looked fantastic; or at least fantastic for Sallie. Billy on the other hand looked as if he hadn't slept at all that last night. He looked at Sallie as if he was truly afraid of losing her. Marilyn, the supposed other woman, he'd slept with didn't hang around with us, but being only 19 we didn't really think she'd want to.

We all went in the stretch limo they sent, Billy, Sallie and Marilyn went one way, and Ellie and I went the other when we got to the studio. The production facility seemed to be a large warehouse like building with the set from the TV show at its heart. There were viewing rooms, conference rooms, dressing rooms and places used for other purposes all around it. Surrounding the set of course were cameras and all kinds of guys running around with headsets on adjusting God knows what. There was a recording booth in the back where technicians controlled the camera angles and the audio recording levels as well. Producers and Directors and go-fers and security people weaved in and out of the madness constantly.

When you watch the show it seems like each segment takes only a few minutes. Having seen the show on a few occasions when I was home sick or on vacation. I really thought that we could come down here to the taping and be back at the hotel for some serious fucking in an hour or two. We were there for three hours before they even started filming our segment. Sallie was the middle one of three segments on the show they filmed that day. The first was a teen mother who claimed that her next door neighbor's husband had gotten her pregnant. He was a Protestant Minister, and claimed that being a man of God he'd never commit the sin of adultery. He and his wife spit all kinds of vitriol at the teen mother. They claimed that she was a woman of ill repute, and her word meant nothing against the word of an upstanding Christian Minister and his pious wife. The preacher failed the lie detector test, and the DNA proved that he was the father of the baby. The preacher's wife attacked both him and the girl on the stage and had to be restrained. The Best part of the segment was the way that Maury, who really is taller than you think, announced it. The Minister, whose wife was already angry at him for failing the lie detector test, looked nervous. It was almost as if he was silently asking God to alter the DNA test results. He was trying to hold his wife's hand and she wasn't having any of it.

He knew that if the baby was proven to be his, both his marriage and his career were over. His wife was very agitated and looked back and forth between her husband and the girl with her eyes narrowed. The girl on the other hand sat back in her chair relaxed, as if she didn't have a care in the world. It was as if she knew she'd done wrong but was at peace, since the truth was getting out. And also because she'd have proof of paternity and would have legal standing to collect child support for her child, and that would make her life a little bit less hellish.

In the glare of the hot studio lights, the entire room went silent, as Maury said, "In the case of 10 month old Amber Marie..." Then he paused for effect and stretched out the moment before continuing. "Reverend Pritchert... ! you are the father!"

Immediately the former man of God, jumped straight up and ran out of the room to the back stage area, while his wife followed him screaming about divorcing his cheating ass. On stage the mother of his love child leaped up and started doing her onstage victory dance that was so suggestive that it would make a stripper blush. The audience loved it and I even found myself getting into it. Ellie elbowed me in the ribs and said, "There was no need for me to be gawking at that little whore when I already had someone who could do a better dance for me alone."

Then Sallie came out and sat down in one of the chairs on the set. She was having a conversation with Maury. She told him how she and Billy had been together for 7 years and had 5 kids. She talked about how they lived in a trailer and how he had never had a job, but she loved him anyway. Naturally, the audience cheered her, for standing by her man, no matter what their situation. Then she started talking about how lately their sex life had fallen off, and she'd heard rumors that Randy had been cheating on her, and had possibly even got one of the other women in trailer park pregnant.

The audience, "booed," and started frowning, even though no one actually prompted them. Then they showed Billy on the monitor in his taped, interview. Billy said, "He'd always been faithful to Sallie, and he was upset that she'd even think he'd ever cheat on her. Sallie and their kids were his life, and if she made him take a lie detector test, it would mean that she didn't trust him and he'd seriously consider ending their marriage."

The audience "booed," him, but Sallie looked a little unsure. I knew that she loved Billy, and wanted him back no matter what. She wanted his behavior checked, and she wanted to let him know that she was no fool, but the thought of really divorcing him had never been on the menu.

Next to me Ellie started talking about how that cheating bastard deserved anything he got if he'd gotten that slut pregnant. She squeezed my hand, and went backstage to comfort Sallie while the techs moved a chair out for Marilyn.

Then Marilyn came out on the stage. The audience "booed" her as much as they had Billy's tape. She sat down and immediately started talking about how Billy was screwing not only her, but several of the women in the trailer park. She wasn't in love with Billy, but she also wanted him to get a job and start making child support payments to help with the care of his latest child. She actually said she was sorry to Sallie for what she'd done, but that Billy had told her that Sallie and he were on the way to a divorce anyway. She claimed to be 2000 percent sure that Billy was the father of her baby. I was confused because outside of trailer parks, you can only have 100 percent. 100 percent is all there is. Marilyn's statement of course made Sallie cry, and Maury had to comfort her. To my surprise Ellie went running up onto the stage and hugged her sister and tried to make her feel better. "That cheating bastard is no good," said Ellie. I knew that we'd have to DVR this episode when it came on, because this was Ellie's dream come true. She was actually on the Maury show. We'd probably have to watch it every day for the rest of our lives. Then they finally brought Billy out. I felt sorry for him as he walked down the ramp onto the set. It took a lot of courage to walk that gauntlet of people who so obviously hated him, without ever having known him or spoken to him. There were no kind faces in that audience for Billy at all. Even Marilyn, who was equally guilty, received far more support or at least less venom, than poor Billy did.

Maury started asking Billy questions, and Billy denied everything. He denied cheating on Sallie at any time. He denied having ever had sex, period. He denied not having a job. He claimed that he was just unemployed. (yeah that one confused me too, but he was lost in the moment) I was expecting him to deny that his name was Billy. He claimed he didn't know Marilyn personally but that he had heard about her from some of his friends, and she was a whore. He said she was like a free internet service, because when it came to her pussy, she gave everyone access. She jumped up and ran across the stage hissing and swinging at him. Sallie jumped up to save Billy for some reason. I guess just because she was pissed at him, didn't mean she'd let some other woman beat on her man.

Ellie of course jumped in to help her sister and the security people had to separate all of them. With temper's flaring and the show looking more like Jerry Springer than Maury, it was time for Maury to read the results of the DNA test. "In the case of 3 month old Stephen," began Maury. "Billy, you are ... Not, the father." Marilyn jumped up into the air crying and screaming that the test was wrong, and ran off stage. This time it was Billy, who breathed a sigh of relief, and started dancing on the stage.

"We still have the results of the lie detector test to read," said Maury. The audience still hungry for dirt or blood got quiet again. "We asked Billy if he had ever had sex with Marilyn," said Maury. "Billy said he had not. Our lie detector test revealed that was a lie, and he had more than 10 times." Billy started claiming the test was wrong. Sallie jumped up and slapped him across the face so hard that it rang out across the studio. Ellie pulled her back down into her seat.

"We asked Billy, if he has ever had sex with any woman outside of his marriage, other than Marilyn," said Maury. "He said no. Our lie detector test revealed that was a lie there have been more than 5 other women, and more than 50 times." Sallie was crying so hard now that Ellie had to hold her up. Billy had put his head down in his lap and was begging Maury to stop reading the results. The audience was screaming for more, and Maury who despite his seeming concern for Sallie, simply continued reading question after question. Each new revelation seemed to beat both Billy and Sallie further down, but Maury continued to read the rest of the results. I felt sorry for Billy and for Sallie, but couldn't help wanting to laugh, because the whole situation was just unreal.

Sallie suddenly jumped up and started screaming at Billy. The fury in her eyes caused Maury to jump out of her way. "You fucking bastard," she screamed. I knew they'd edit that out so the home audience wouldn't actually hear it, but would know exactly what she said. "Who were they? I want to know who the whores that were worth more to you than your own kids were, because I'm done with you," screamed Sallie viciously.

"Yeah, you sick bastard," screamed Ellie.

"You shouldn't talk Ellie," said Billy. And my world started to close in on me, because I knew what he was going to say before he said it. And like the rain following the first crack of thunder on a sunny day, the words came out. Billy looked at my wife and said, "Since, we both know that you were one of them whores."

The audience was suddenly quiet, and you could have heard a pin drop. Cameras all rotated towards Ellie and then back to Sallie for her reaction. Ellie screamed "No," in slow motion and looked at me across the room, but I could tell from the look in her eyes that it was true.

"If you don't believe me ask your lie detector man," said Billy. "He asked me if I had slept with any of your family members."

Sallie turned on Ellie and started hitting her. Ellie was too busy looking for me to even try to defend herself. But it was too late. Un-noticed, I had slowly walked out of the studio. I left the building and got a taxi to take me back to my hotel.

Back in the studio, Maury's production team quickly cancelled the next segment, so they could devote more time to the Sallie, Ellie and Billy triangle. I heard later, that Ellie repeatedly asked about me and where I was, and had been told that I was backstage cooling off. I really believe that they lied to her to keep her there and keep her from doing something stupid. They did call me repeatedly on my cell phone and at the hotel. I simply didn't answer. What they wanted was for me to come back to the studio and air out the wreckage of my marriage on TV. I checked out of the hotel within an hour and headed for the airport. Though I wasn't scheduled to fly home for 2 days, to allow for editing of the segment and possible reshoots, I was able to change my flight and leave within 90 minutes.

Back at the studio, Maury's team of producers and counselors had convinced Ellie, Sallie and Billy to all go back out on stage. The audience was rapt, their attention riveted on the stage. Sallie told both Ellie and Billy that she never wanted to see either one of them again. Billy begged her forgiveness, and swore that he'd never touch another woman again in his life. He needed help because like Tiger Woods, he was a sex addict. The counselor on Maury's staff, volunteered to find him a therapy group for sex addicts in our area. And they convinced Ellie that for the good of their children, who needed a father in their life that she should give him one more chance. It took a few days, but they also got Sallie to forgive Ellie who was miserable. Of course I didn't find this out for about a week, and to be honest, I didn't care.

As soon as I got home, I called a lawyer and started divorce proceedings. It wasn't easy, and I cried a lot but I did it. Fortunately we live in a no-fault state so it wasn't necessary to prove anything. If necessary I had a tape of the show though, which would serve as great evidence of both her infidelity, and my subsequent humiliation on National TV. Since I wanted the divorce to be quick, I agreed to a 50/50 split of all of our assets, right down the middle. The only deviation was that she got the house, and gave up any right to my future earnings or retirement package. It should be a slam dunk. I had my lawyer get an officer of the court to serve her the divorce papers at the airport.

Out of the same type of bizarre morbid curiosity that makes people gawk at car crashes, motorcycle daredevils, and NASCAR, I made sure I was watching from a distance when she was served the papers. My lawyer was standing next to me and both of us were shocked as my previously subdued, sub 100 lb soon to be ex wife ripped the papers to shreds, and started to try and kick the document server's ass. She just became unglued and they had to call security. My lawyer and I slipped out of the airport, and went back to his office for a meeting. "That bitch is crazy," he told me. "Perhaps I'd better get you a personal protection order or a restraining order."

"Don't worry about it," I said. "I've moved into a hotel temporarily, and I'm looking for a new house or a condo in a different suburb."

"Yeah, but you still work at the same place. And you drive that nearly neon white Mustang. You won't be hard to find," he said shaking his head.

So I took a couple of weeks of vacation time, but there was no way I'd give up my car. I used the time to find a new house. It wasn't quite as nice as the old one, but I had too many memories of Ellie in that house to ever go back there.

When I went back to work, Ellie was there in the parking lot waiting for me. "Ted, I'm sorry. Please forgive me," she said. "You have to come home. I don't think I can live without you."

I walked right by her.

"Ted, at least talk to me. I swear it'll never happen again. I love you. I always have. I don't give a half a dam about Billy," she cried. "He isn't worth shit to me."

Suddenly I couldn't take it. I turned and snapped at her. "Don't say that because you know it isn't true. Billy must be worth a fuck of a lot to you because he was worth more than me, all the love I had for you, our marriage, our life together, the kids we could have had and our future. So maybe you should go back and fuck him a few more times to get full value for what you gave up. Don't come back here again Ellie. I don't ever want to see you again. If you have anything you need to say to me say it through my lawyer."

"Ted, Sallie forgave Billy. Do you remember when you and she were talking in our hotel room and you thought I was asleep? She told you then that she and Billy don't love each other nearly as much as we love each other. If she can forgive him, and he cheated on her a lot more times and with a lot more people than I did on you. Why can't you forgive me, this one time? I swear to you it will never happen again. I'll get down on my knees and beg you right now if I need to. You can't just throw away 5 years of happiness, just like that."

"Okay Ellie," I said. "Get down on your knees."

She bent down in front of me, and people started watching us.

"Please take me back, Ted. Don't divorce me. I love you." she said.

"No," I said and went into the building. I stayed and worked a little later than normal that evening. I was still wary as I left the building. As I approached my Mustang I noticed an old pick-up truck parked right beside it. I looked around for Ellie and saw Sallie sitting in the truck.

"Ted, I know she hurt you bad," she began. "No one knows how badly that hurts any more than I do. Billy has done this to me more than once. And I swear that he knows this time will be the last time I take him back. My kids will be better off without a father, than with one who cheats, and has other kids with other women in our own neighborhood. Especially, one who can't seem to find a job anywhere, or doing anything. But be that as it may, as hurt as I was, I still took him back because in his own way, I know he loves me. It may not be as intense and fairytale-like as what you and my sister have, but love in any way shape or form is so rare, that it has value. He may not be the best man in town or even in my trailer park, but he's mine. When I think about all of the people who are out there alone, who'd die to have someone in their life, it makes forgiving him one more time a little easier. People are not perfect Ted. We're all subject to lapses in judgment, and mistakes and just plain, ass brained fuck ups. But when you truly love someone, you have to overlook those human failings every once in a while."

"Less than a month ago, I was sure that you'd be willing to sell your soul for my baby sister, I have trouble believing that you could turn all of that off this quickly. What about all of the time you two have invested in this marriage? Was all of that wasted? What about for better or for worse, till death do us part? I don't want to take up all of your time here, but there are 3 more things I'd like you to think about. First off, that girl loves you like there's no tomorrow, and right now she is hurting bad. She knows she messed up and it's going to take some time for the two of you to get back to where you were, but she wants that more than anything else in the world. Because whether you know it or not you are her world. Second, it's not like she was really having an affair, this is Billy we're talking about. He'll screw anything that's not nailed down. She isn't trying to replace you or fall in love with anyone else. She doesn't love Billy, it was just sex. Just something to do while you were away from her, it didn't mean anything to either one of them. Hell, I had to forgive both of them. You only have to forgive Ellie. And the last thing I have to say is no matter what you decide to do please just talk to her. She knows she hurt you and it's killing her. That girl thinks the sun rises and sets around you, and she hurt you. It might not even mean anything to you, but at least give her the chance to apologize. And to tell you the truth Ted, I think it would do you a world of good yourself, because you don't look like you're all that happy either."

Then she hugged me and got back in her truck and drove away. That night I thought about everything that had happened in my life since I met Ellie. I thought about how much I loved her, and how happy we'd been all the way until I found out about what she'd been doing. I really had been happy. I realized that I still didn't know the how or the why of what she'd done. If I had no intention of going back to her, those things didn't matter. But f there was even a tiny chance that we could save our marriage, those things became important.

The next morning I called Sallie. Billy answered the phone and as soon as I heard his voice, I hung up. Less than 2 minutes later, my phone rang.

"Honey, were you calling to talk to me?" asked Ellie excitedly.

"Well I w..." I began.

"Yes!" she snapped cutting me off.

"Yes what?" I asked.

"Whatever it takes to get us back together, I'll do," she said. "I know I messed up badly, and I swear I'll never do it again. But I'll do or say anything I have to, if it'll get you to give me another chance."

"What I was about to say was that I wanted to speak to Sallie," I said.

"Oh," she answered. Her mood had clearly deflated when she found out I wasn't calling to talk to her.

"Ted, did I ever just come out and tell you that I'm really sorry? Or that I miss you so much I can't stand it. Did you know that I feel empty, like there's just a hole inside of me," she said quietly.

"I'm sure Billy can find something to fill it with," I said coldly. "Look I really didn't call to talk to you. Why aren't you at your house anyway? Can I just speak to Sallie?"

"Sallie isn't here she had to go to the school to talk to one of the kids' teachers. And when you say my house, if you mean our house, it just isn't a home without you in it. I can't stand being there and feeling like you should be there with me. Why do you need to talk to my sister anyway?"

"Maybe I don't need to anymore. Ellie, I actually wanted to talk to her about what she said last night. It suddenly dawned on me that I didn't know why you fucked Billy, and or if there'd been anyone else. I also wanted to ask her how she'd managed to forgive that worthless asshole time after time, because I kind of wanted to think about talking to you again, But if you were truly upset about what you did, you wouldn't be there alone in that house, with that asshole right now would you? There's no hope for us Ellie, I see that now just sign the papers and let's move on."

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