February Sucks - Jim's had Enough - Sex Stories

February Sucks - Jim's had Enough

... and led him towards her truck, while her tech inside was lowering the Microwave mast, preparing to pack up and leave. Two other news crews were milling about, wondering what to do next, obviously not having the 'inside scoop' that Ginny did. As they reached the truck, they were approached by a police Lt. and two of Marc's teammates from inside the club.

"Excuse me, sir," the Lt. said, addressing Jim.

"Yes?"

"UHH, these two gentlemen said that your wife wasn't kidnapped." As soon as the Lt. started to speak, Ginny turned on her audio pickup and gabbed her mic, motioning to her cameraman to start recording.

Here it comes.

"Well, this gentleman says she left of her own free will. She wasn't coerced." Jim blew up.

"You mean she just up and left me, on our night on the town? ME, her husband of 11 years, father of her two children? She just left, without a word, to have sex with a jerk-off she had never met before, who she didn't know from Adam??"

That's when idiot number one, later identified as an outside linebacker, yelled at Jim.

"Hey, little man, it's what Marc does. He picks up poor old middle-aged women and takes them away from their stupid clueless husbands and fucks their brains out. Then he brings home, not too much the worse for wear, just a little stretched out. HEH, HEH, HEH!" That when the Other jerk slapped his friends chest,

"Shut the fuck up, asshole. The news is getting it all!" That was jerk number two, a defensive lineman.

'We sure ...

... are, dumbshits. It's o.k., though', Ginny thought. 'We have their faces, and we'll be able to ID them.'

The Lt. just stood there and shook his head, wondering if there was still a chance to get on with that security company his brother-in-law owned.

Ginny was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She looked at me, then realized what had been said, and what it meant to me. She stopped grinning. She turned to the two reprobates and thought for a brief second.

"SO this is something that Mr. LaValliere does quite frequently? Does he 'hunt' here often? Because when this gets out, you two will be on everybody's 'I want to talk to you' list. Any comments??"

"SCREW YOU, BITCH!!," said jerk number two.

"YEAH, what he said," said idiot number 1.

Ginny smirked.

"Thank you, GENTLEMEN. This is Ginny Lewandowski, Channel 8 news. Come on, Mr. Carlyle."

We left for the run to Illinois. On the way, I called Linda's parents. They didn't like me much. The feeling was mutual. But Linda always said it was that they didn't realize what a nice guy I was. Yeah, we all know how nice guys end up, don't we? Well, THAT shit was going to end tonight, too.

Her father picked up on the third ring.

"Hello??"

"Horace, it's Jim, your son-in-law. (For now) What are you doing?"

"What's it to you? I'm relaxing, getting ready to watch a movie, and I don't really have time to talk to you, pally, so if you don't have......"

That's it. The nice guy has had it.

"Just shut the fuck up, ...