Into the Abyss--Chapter 8 - Sex Stories

Into the Abyss--Chapter 8

I stood there staring at the divorce papers which had been delivered by a courier. The words blurred on the pages as I heard Susan laughing from the spare bedroom. Just a few short minutes ago everything was coming together for me. I had the love of a good woman, a second woman as a plaything and I was on the verge of finally being freed from a marriage that had died a long time ago. In the brief time it took to read the divorce filing everything had changed, and was in real jeopardy of falling apart completely. She was suing for divorce, claiming adultery as the grounds. By naming Lucy and Megan as co-respondents in the divorce action, Susan had made them fair game for her attorney to destroy on the witness stand during the proceedings. There was no way on God's green earth I could allow this to happen. I went into the spare bedroom where Susan was in a state of euphoria, still laughing over the evil trick she had played on me. "What's the matter Frank?" she said, her laughter still echoing in my ears. "Did things not turn out like you planned?" She had an evil smile on her face and her expression was burned onto my psyche. "You haven't had the last word just yet, Susan," I replied. "Somehow, someway I will make you regret your vindictive tactics. For now, I have only two words for you: Get out! I want you out of my place and out of my life. You can either leave now or I'll call the police to escort you out of here. I'll be back in a little bit and I'd better not find you ...

... still around." I had to get out of there before things got really ugly. I've never struck a woman in my life and I didn't want to start now. Leaving was my only option. "Oh, I'll leave," she spat back at me. "I'll leave, but you had better be prepared for a drastic change in lifestyle. I told you last night that I would take you for everything that I could and I will. When I get done with you you'll be living in a flophouse in the worst part of town. And you can forget about your precious Lucy. I would imagine that the prospect of being drug through the mud along with her two lovers and having her promiscuous lifestyle exposed to her employers will be enough incentive for her to cut and run. Be prepared, Frank. Be prepared for living utterly alone. No one but a common whore will have you when I get through with you, and you won't even be able to afford the town tramp." That was enough for me. I turned around and got the hell out of there. My hands were trembling on the steering wheel as I pulled away from my place. I had to see Lucy to tell her the bad news face to face. I called her while I drove to her place to make sure she was home. She answered, but she wasn't home. She was at that new slider bar with Megan. Lucy told me where it was and I changed my route to head over there. When I arrived I walked through the front receiving area and saw them in a small booth in the back. They were holding hands and Megan was talking to Lucy. Megan was kissing Lucy's hands as she spoke ...