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The shit hit the fan when the coordinated effort achieved it's desired results. Lover boy is sweeping up a warehouse and cleaning toilets on the midnight shift, while my soon to be ex is waiting tables at some greasy spoon truck stop dive on the highway. Their access to any money has been frozen and even when a judge does allow them to get back into their respective accounts, they'll find them empty. part of our plan was to empty our bank accounts, clean out the safe deposit boxes and get all the expensive jewelry, bonds, cryptocurrency and anything else of value and hid it so well that "The Great Kreskin" wouldn't be able to find it, much less an American court. Being a stock broker and professional money manager I've learned all the tricks of how to hide money overseas and making look as if it's all been badly invested, lost gambling, or just spent on expensive dinners and entertaining. The cheaters will be in for a rude awakening if their lawyers ever do get the court to go after the money. They'll fine it's all gone.
Assholes estranged wife has gone after a very high amount of alimony and expensive child support for all 4 young children. Our kids are both over 18 and are in college. Both have already stated that they'll be living with me whenever they're on school breaks. That fact alone has pushed my cheating wife into a deep depression. I've heard that lover boy is also depressed but not over being found to be a lying cheater, but instead because of losing his prestigious job and all of it's trappings. That's the kind of pompous lowlife he is. His estranged wife has relayed to me that the lovebirds have not spoken since their worlds were blown up several weeks ago. My soon to be ex blames the asshole for her troubles and the asshole blames my slutty soon to be ex for his. It never ceases to amaze me how selfish self centered people never take responsibility for their actions.
I have refused all contact with the tramp, everything must go through my attorney. I wouldn't speak to her if we were the last 2 people on earth! I decided not to take psychical revenge on him. I'm in great shape and could easily beat him to a pulp but I'd rather watch him lose everything he once valued. It won't be hard watching both of them crumble because they never expected to get caught. Shows you how stupid and full of themselves they never believed they were. Since that day in their office when the law suits were served as well as both sets of divorce papers they've been knocked for a loop and now realize they're fighting a losing battle. Each of them now knows that they're down for the count and they can't get up. Of course sending out emails containing hundreds of pictures and hours of video to everyone and their brother showing them rutting around like pigs in shit didn't help them either. Their bosses had no choice but to terminate them immediately.
Our kids have seen all of that shit showing their mother for the whore she was. They're both over 18 and I'm sure they've seen porn on the net so watching these videos and looking at the pictures showing their mother for what she is would only solidify my immediate divorce proceedings in their minds. Of course, the slut and her parents were not as gun ho to showing the kids as I was. None of that mattered to me anymore. She's already trash in my eyes and I wanted to make sure my kids saw her the same way. I was out for blood and I didn't care what I had to do to get it. I heard that move alone put her in a psych ward for 3 weeks. Since then she's been loke a zombie, or so our common friends have told me. I don't know how she gets herself through her shift waiting tables in that dive she works in. Of course once I found out where she worked I mailed several copies of the pictures to the restaurant showing exactly who and what they hired. I bet she got real popular with the truck drivers who ate there. Maybe she could become a lot lizard and make herself some extra money selling her filthy ass to the truckers driving through.
Our divorce flew through the courts. She did not object to any of my stipulations. No alimony, no house, nothing that wasn't clearly outlined in my original position. Her lawyer didn't even look for the money that I said I didn't have. He never would have found it anyway so I guess she didn't want to waste any money paying him and a team of accountants who wouldn't be able to find it anyway. Five months later I was divorced from the whore and was very happy again. She begged for a face to face meeting but the court would not order one. The judge as well as my lawyer said they thought it might be a good idea, an act of kindness if I'd meet with her right after the judge banged his gavel and pronounced us divorced. The next afternoon we met at a coffee shop near where I worked. She was waiting for me when I came in. She already had a coffee for me just the way I liked it so I sat down.
We were both very quite for the first few minutes. I finally said it's your meeting, what do you want to say. She couldn't look me in the eye. Then she looked up from her coffee cup and said she wanted me to know how sorry she was for everything she did to me and to our family. The kids have not even talked to her in months and she didn't know if they would again. I was not saying anything, but I was basking in my complete and total destruction and victory. She went on to sat that he never mattered to her at all, that it all was just sex, he was like using a dildo on her and she never had any feelings for him at all. She said she loved me the whole time she was letting him use her and she loved me more today that when we first got married. I laughed and said if that's how you show love for me then I'm glad you didn't hate me. I told her that when she fucked him that first time our marriage was over, that I'd never forgive infidelity for any reason and she should have known that because we talked about it several times before and after we were married.
She shook her head saying she never thought I'd find out. They were so careful they thought this was just a little fun on the side and our spouses would never know. I laughed even harder as I told her that now just about everyone in this entire county know what you did and what you were. She was crying and saying she knew that now. She was shunned by most of her friends and family and no one where she used to work ever talked to her again. I said she deserved all of that and more. I asked her if she had any idea how much she hurt me? Any idea how betrayed I felt by her spreading her legs for that fat pig with a tiny dick? She said that at the time she looked at what she was doing as just some fun for her and that it never took anything away from me or how often we made love. I said if all I wanted was someone to stick my cock into I would have hired a prostitute. I wanted a faithful and loving wife who wouldn't go around spreading her legs for other men for any reason. I said she stole our intimacy, our love and gave it to someone else and I'll never forgive her for that and I'd never forget how much she hurt me so she'd better say everything she wanted to say now because this was our last talk!
She was crying harder now and still apologizing but also saying that now she understood exactly how I was feeling about her affair. It meant nothing to her and she never cared about the asshole she was fucking, I cared because she was supposed to remain completely faithful to me, her husband and she didn't. She said she's seeing a therapist who is trying to get to the bottom of what she did to me and why it was so easy for her to cheat. Then she swore that she's always loved me, even when she was with him, and that she knew she always would. She said she wasn't dating and that she never would again. She told me that was part of her penance, her punishment if you will, for ever betraying the best man and husband anyone could ever have had. She said she knew she blew it and that none of it was my fault. I said I agreed completely but none of that made me feel any better at all. We got up, left the coffee shop and each went our own way. That was the last time I ever saw or spoke to her. I lost track of her completely.
I was working my way up the ranks at work and about 6 years later I was promoted to Group VP. I was earning some really big money and had a nice Cadillac as a company vehicle. The travel got to me from time to time but I kept it down to the bare minimum. I've been dating a beautiful woman who worked in the same building as ours. Her company had the floor beneath our 2 and we'd often run into her in the elevators or hallway. I eventually worked up the nerve to ask her about herself. I noticed she wasn't wearing a ring so I thought I was on safe ground. She was not married or seeing anyone at the current time so she readily accepted my offer of dinner that Friday night. She was 35 years old and also divorced like me. She had a 13 year old boy and mine were out of college and on their own by now, I was 7 years older than her but she said none of that bothered her at all. She told me that I was very good looking and could easily pass for 5 years younger. I was in great shape too, visiting the gym 4 times each week even when I was traveling I always made time for a good workout.
After that one date we seemed to really hit it off. She was so easy to talk to and was full of fun that I couldn't help really liking her right away. For the next few months we saw each other at least twice twice a week. Eventually she and I saw our relationship becoming more and more serious. We decided to live together and because her son liked me a lot, he was all for it too. I quickly became his baseball and soccer coach. I taught him how to play the guitar, which he really loved. His father was absent in his life. The support checks came infrequently bot I never let her spend any money on anything. I said she could start a college fund for her son and use whatever money his father sent for seed money. I contributed the first $25K to the trust. I didn't want his mom to tell him but she did anyway. When I got home that night he greeted me with a big tearful hug and called me dad for the very first time. That made me and his mom cry too. From that day on I was dad!
We were married the following spring and honeymooned in Hawaii, Three weeks on the gorgeous beeches of Hawaii was the most relaxing time I've ever had. Of course the company had a lot to do with that! Once we married I asked her to quit her job or at least go to part time work. That made her very happy indeed saying she'd resign when we got back from our Hawaii trip and she did. That gave her time to devote to our son and to me too. I loved having her home when I got there with a great dinner prepared for all 3 of us. We went on like this until our son was in his Sr. year of high school. He got a part time job that was after school so my wife and I ate alone now most of the time. We bought him his own car so he could get around because we knew he was a responsible young man. That gave us the opportunity to eat out often. We had our favorite places so I always let her choose. Our friends frequented those same restaurants so it wasn't unusual to bump into one or two of them a few times a month. We were living a great life!
One night at a downtown steakhouse where we'd tried once before, when our waitress came up to us asking for our drink order I recognized her voice immediately. It was my cheating ex-wife taking our order. She saw it was me and asked how I was and was this my wife? I said I was very good and yes, this gorgeous woman was my wife. I introduced them to each other and even after all these years being apart, and very rarely thinking of her anymore, I could feel my neck muscles getting tense. My wife was very gracious to her, even after she knew what my first wife pulled. That was the kind of a person she was. She excused herself to go to the ladies room leaving my ex and I alone at the table. She said she thought of me often and was happy to hear that I remarried. She told me that she never did deserve anyone like me and she [roved that all by herself. I asked if she remarried, she just chuckled and said she's never even dated since our divorce. She reminded me of our last conversation where she told me she'd never date again. I didn't think she was serious but I guess she was. I said it was nice seeing her and after that, she performed her job just like any other waitress would.
When my wife and I were driving home she asked me if I was alright after seeing her tonight. I held her hand and said that I've never been better and that's all because of her and our son. that made her smile as she said I was in for one hell of a night in bed tonight!
