My Wife Turned Me Bi

By JRoyale

Published on Dec 27, 2000

Bisexual

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The following contains graphic depictions of sexual situations.

copyright (c) 2000 JRoyale

Jake Weston had absolutely no idea how drastically his life would change when he muttered those dreaded words "I Do." Almost thirty years old, he thought his life was on an upward spiral. Just recently there had been a promotion at work, complete with private office and personal secretary---not to mention a hefty salary increase which propelled him into a much higher tax bracket. The boss' most valuable clients were entrusted into his capable hands and Jake proved himself worthy of the big man's faith. His most recent physical had shown him to be in perfect health. He had friends; he had family. He had it all! That is --- until Alana came along.

Alana---with the long legs up to her whazzo; Alana---with the tiny little waist; Alana---with the thick mane of silky hair; Alana---with the heaving bossoms. He'd met her one night at the hotel bar while on a business trip. They'd fucked their way into dawn and then parted company. He thought that was the last he'd ever see of her until she showed up at his office months later---her belly revealing her obvious condition. He'd knocked her up and now she expected him to do the honorable thing.

Jake wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of marrying a one night's stand and playing papa to their bundle of joy---but neither was he an unconsciencable bastard. They flew out to Vegas to get hitched and returned home after a brief honeymoon to begin their married life. Alana very quickly began to show her true colors. She was a lazy bitch who lounged around the town house all day watching soap operas and talk shows while she snacked on bon bons. Although he tried to caution the beauty about her weight, Alana decided that since she was expanding with baby weight it didn't much matter what---or how much---she ate.

And eat she did! Ice Cream by the gallons!! Packages of cookies and cakes! The once-shapely sex goddess who had captured Jake's eye was quickly becoming an obese beast. And she didn't seem to care! She had snagged her man---a man with a decent bank account---and no longer felt she needed that superficical, hard-to-maintain. knock-'em-dead beauty. She made no attempt to bond with his family (she had none of her own) or his circle of friends (she had none of those, either). Gradually, Jake's buddies dissipated, revolted by the uncouth beast his wife had become and even his family kept their distance. Business dinners became embarrassing with Alana chowing down on everything in sight; even helping herself to the food on Jake's plate in full view of the horrified assembly. Finally he had had enough and suggested they part company after the child was born. But, oh no, Alana was having none of that! If he wanted a divorce, she would fight for a major chunk of his hefty salary in alimony and child support.

Theirs was a sexless, loveless marriage. While Alana spent the days and nights holed up in their new four-bedroom home (she had insisted he purchase bigger digs---the town house just wouldn't do!) eating herself to upwards of two hundred pounds and ordering anything and everything which struck her fancy over the internet, Jake stayed away from home as much as possible. After extended hours at the office, he headed straight to the executive's gym and worked out his frustrations. As Alana grew bigger and dumpier, Jake's body became cut and defined. The already good-looking businessman suddenly became the hot topic with the secretaries gathered around the water cooler. Such a shame, they thought, that the hunky stud was saddled with Bubbles the Whale.

Alana gave birth to a bouncing baby boy, whom she lost interest in after a few short days. Jake was forced to hire a nanny, as well as a housekeeper---all at Alana's insistence. If he didn't, she was suing for divorce and would take all his money anyway, she announced between bites off a greasy chicken leg. He was stuck between the proverbial rock and hard place with virtually no alternative in sight.

When Jake received yet another promotion with a twenty-five thousand dollar raise he decided to keep the information from his unloving wife and start building his own private nest egg. But, somehow, Alana the bloodhound found out and nagged him into hiring a groundskeeper since he was never home to maintain the lawn and pool anyways. The henpecked husband relented, agreeing to foot the bill (after all, the grass was knee-high) with the condition that Alana get off her lazy ass for once and take charge of the hiring. A few days later (he had taken to sleeping at the office or in cheap hotel rooms) Jake came home to find the lawns perfectly manicured, shrubbery pruned and the swimming pool sparkling invitingly. Between commercials of her all-consuming television shows, she informed him she'd found an out-of-work local boy for ten bucks an hour. Jake considered telling the bitch he'd pay her a twenty for every hour she spent at a gym working on her rolly-polly body.

The signing of a new client necessitated a week-long business trip out of state. The boss offered to foot the bill for the entire Weston family, but Jake hastily declined. A week with Alana the human garbage disposal would be comparable to an eternity in hell. The meetings went well and the client was duly impressed with the firm, cementing Jake's chances for another bonus. On the final evening prior to his early morning flight, Jake stopped off at the hotel bar for a victory cocktail. A hot little number at the end of the bar clad in a form-fitting red gown cut down to her navel was throwing him seductive, come-hither looks. Although he hadn't gotten laid in over a year and his cock was pounding in his slacks, the repercussions of that one night with Alana was all it took to calm his hormones. He drained his glass and returned to the luxury hotel room where he stripped out of his clothes, threw himself across the bed and jerked his rod to a splattering orgasm.

He went straight to the office upon returning to town, not even bothering to call his so-called wife. It was early afternoon when the boss shooed Jake from the building, kindly suggesting he spend the rest of the day with his family. If only the man knew what he was married to, Jake thought, he might understand his dedication to the work place. Jake hopped in his Lexus and headed home. Because of Alana, he hadn't spent much quality time with his son and these few extra hours would provide him with the opportunity.

Parking in the drive, he entered the big house through the rear. It seemed uncommonly quiet. Alana always had the television set blaring, especially now that it was height of soap opera afternoon. Could it be that he'd gotten lucky and the bitch had finally ventured out somewhere, leaving him in peace and soltude? Maybe---just maybe---she'd packed her bags and left him! He was headed up the grand staircase to further investigate when he was suddenly halted by a loud cry. It wasn't the sound of pain or of someone in trouble; it was more like a series of sighs. Jake slowed his pace, quietly and cautiously ascending the remaining steps and crept down the hallway.

Stopping first at the nursery, he found his beautiful son sound asleep in the powder blue room. Continuing on in the direction of the heated sobs, Jake approached the master bedroom and touched a hand to one of the slightly ajar double doors. The door slowly opened inward just enough to allow him a view inside. Jake nearly choked at the sight which befell his suddenly-widened hazel eyes.

Alana was bare-assed on her back across the bed, rolls of fat jiggling disgustingly as some young, long-haired buck poked his cock in and out of her sloppy pussy! She kneaded her huge breasts, positioning them so that the nipples rubbed against one another, as the stranger serviced her hairy box. Her eyes rolled around in their sockets and her tongue darted out to flick along the surface of her painted lips. She was moaning and groaning with pleasure as his balls slapped up against her fat ass with each deep lunge into the big cunt. The kid was panting his excitement, fucking her hole with powerful speed. Beads of sweat trickled down his tapered back and nestled in the crack of his tight little ass.

WIth a calculated gracefulness uncommon in a woman of her size, Alana flipped the stud over onto his back and sat down heavily on his lengthy prong. As she bounced up and down on the mighty weapon, Jake had a clearer view of the kid. Damned if it wasn't Kenny Curtis, the nineteen year old from three houses over! Jake had always thought the youth was queer with his pouty, pretty-boy looks, longish hair and tight jeans---but here he was banging away into Alana's pussy like there was no tomorrow. Perspiring like a hog in heat with all the exertion she fell over atop him, completely covering his prone body with her flabby mass. Kenny pumped his hips up against her, guiding his impressive-looking piece in and out of her oozing twat lips while his strong hands kneaded her doughy body.

A sudden realization hit Jake like a ton of bricks! Kenny was the local boy she had hired to do their yard work! Since the kid had been at the job for several weeks, Jake wondered how often he'd been mowing her lawn!! The cunt feigned sexual disinterest with her own husband, yet here she was---acting like a dog in rut with her little boy-toy. Watching them pounding away at each other in the king-sized bed, Jake grew more and more incensed by the indignities he'd been forced to endure at her hands. Stripping himself nude, he pushed the door open and advanced on the copulating couple.

Neither of them knew he was there until after he had gotten up on the bed behind them and swiftly crammed his rigid eight-incher all the way up her asshole. Alana yelped at the unexpected intrusion, totally stuffed now by two big cocks buried to their balls in her steamy orifices. Jake could feel Kenny's hot member throbbing in her snatch as he began to pummel the tight shit-chute.

"OH FUCK, JAKE, THAT HURTS!" she cried out. "PLEASE, BABY, LET ME EXPLAIN!"

"EXPLAIN?" Jake snorted, plowing his cock ever harder into her dark hole. "HOW CAN MY WIFE EXPLAIN BEING IN BED WITH THE LAWNMOWER BOY?"

"AARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" She bellowed as his fat cockhead burrowed into her colon. "RAPE.....THAT'S WHAT IT IS.....RAPE! HE WAS MOWING THE LAWN, SEE.....AND THE NEXT THING I KNEW HE WAS IN THE HOUSE AND HE....HE....HE OVERPOWERED ME.....THAT'S WHAT HE DID.....HE DRAGGED ME UP THE STAIRS AND FORCED ME TO DO THINGS WITH HIM....."

"BULLSHIT!" both men spat out simultaneously.

"Mr. W-Weston," the teen-man stammered, "I swear it'll never happen again, if you just let me go. It's j-just that I've been out of work and when she offered me double the pay if I----well, you know what I mean..."

"YOU'RE PAYING HIM TO FUCK YOU?" Jake shouted incredulously. "YOU WON'T FUCK YOUR OWN HUSBAND BUT YOU PAY SOME LONG-HAIRED KID TO FUCK YOU---WITH MY MONEY?" He slammed into her bunghole with a renewed fury.

"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKEE!" she squealed like the pig she was. "PLEASE... GET OFF ME! YOU'RE TOO BIG FOR ME THERE!"

"FUCK YOU!" he retorted as he ripped her ass open with gut-wrenching thrusts. "I'VE PAID FOR THIS ASS A THOUSAND TIMES OVER AND I'M NOT GETTING OUT TILL I'VE CUM UP YOUR HOLE, YOU LAZY, FAT BITCH!"

"YOU MOTHERFUCKING SONOFABITCH, HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!?! I'M GOING TO HAVE YOU ARRESTED FOR RAPE, YOU POOR EXCUSE FOR A MAN!"

Jake reared up to hump her like a dog. "EVER HEAR OF ADULTERY, BITCH? YOU GO RIGHT AHEAD AND HAVE ME ARRESTED; I'LL DIVORCE YOUR FAT ASS FOR ADULTERY. ALL THE PROOF I NEED IS LYING UNDERNEATH YOUR LARD RIGHT NOW!"

"PLEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZ, MR. WESTON," Kenny implored. "I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T REALLY MEAN TO DO THIS! I DON'T EVEN LIKE PUSSY THAT MUCH!"

"THATS RIGHT, BOY!" Jake snarled as he rammed his dick up Alana's tight hole. "I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE AT LEAST HALF-QUEER! NOW START FUCKING YOUR DICK IN HER PUSSY!! I WANT TO FEEL IT MOVING AROUND NEXT TO MINE!! AND IF YOU PLOW HER REAL GOOD, I MIGHT EVEN FUCK YOU AFTERWARDS!!"

Young Kenny needed no more encouragement. He'd had his bi-eye on the hot neighborhood stud for quite some time now. Jake Weston was hands-down the best looking man on the block, if not the whole fucking town! Shoot, even Kenny's on-again, off-again girl friend thought the new neighbor was a hunk. He'd had some torrid fantasies of manly Jake finding him and his girl friend fucking poolside on the Weston property. Always, in the boy's seedy imagination, muscular Jake joined in on the fun and fucked them both within an inch of their lives. And now, in reality, Jake was inviting him to fuck his wife with the hint of something special to follow. It was more than Kenny could have hoped for! He began to thrust his hips up and down, plunging his hard cock in and out of Alana's wide, juicy pussy hole.

Jake felt the young stud's beefstick surging through Alana's insides as Kenny enthusiastically followed his directive. It felt strangely pleasurable to experience another man's cock so close to his own, separated only by tissue and membrane. He'd never considered himself to be queer; maybe his newfound feelings had something to do with male bonding---sharing of the same fuck-body. Jake continued to hammer his prick into Alana's back door, fully aware that the boy could feel each of those deliberate thrusts along the length of his own pleasure tool. Kenny was moving faster now, pistoning his hard length in and out of the fat, wet snatch, burying himself deep so he could feel Mr. Weston's big bulbous head sliding up the underside of his cock as the hunky man ravaged her asshole.

Alana was going crazy from the wild fuck-ride she was being given by the two handsome studs. She had never been so wantonly fucked in her entire life! She literally saw stars each time they simultaneously slammed their beautiful cocks home, allowing the big things to pulse and swell ever larger deep within her. Her teeth gnashed together and her head shot from side to side, beads of sweat spraying out from the long, soaked hair. Her pussy was tingling uncontrollably and she knew she was about to cum....and cum....and cum....

And just as her jiggling mass contorted in the throes of orgasm, Jake ripped his long sausage from her asshole and forced it alongside Kenny's right up into her twat. Jake had to cover her mouth with his hand to contain the wail which tried to escape her lips. The big bitch's fat cunt was vulnerable as she convulsed with her orgasm and both men took advantage of the moment by cramming themselves up inside her to the hilt. Their twin ball sacs rested upon one anothers while their dicks grew acquainted in the steamy cunt. Jake moved first, gliding his slick pole down Kenny's tender young meat as he backed out of Alana's stuffed cavity. When his knob was down at the hairy mouth of the bitch's yawning opening, he shoved himself back in and rode along the thick cord on the underside of Kenny's appendage back into her crowded cunt.

The teen-man groaned as his dick got fucked by big, bad Jake. He began to move his own cock around inside the hot pussy, rubbing it against Jake's stiff rod as they battled for dominance inside Alana's impossibly expanded box. The fat one-time beauty clawed at the sheets on the bed with her long, lacquered nails and moaned incoherently as the dynamic duo drove her to new heights of euphoria. She savored every inch of hard, thick cock pounding in and out of her puss and stretching her vagina wider and wider and wider. Her pussy was dripping wet from the continuous orgasms she was happily forced to endure at the loins of her husband and her young lover. Jake's huge dangling balls swung underneath him and slapped up against Kenny's nut sac with each energetic thrust, sending a jolt of delicious pain up into the good-looking boy's belly.

They were deep-dicking the sloppy wet cunt with rapid fire blasts, fucking the bitch senseless. Her pussy lips were stretched wide, surrounding the double thicknesses penetrating her. The men worked in unison---their bood-engorged dicks acting as one---pressed up against each other in her stinky clam. They plunged onward and upward, excavating Alana's well-worked hole. She was pratically frothing at the mouth when her next orgasm --- was it the eighth or the ninth?---- plateaued. Unable to stand anymore (at least for now), her sweat-soaked hulk fell off young Kenny and rolled over beside the gorgeous beefcakes.

Jake looked down at the long-haired stud muffin sprawled out on his back across the bed. There was no mistaking the unbridled invitation in young Kenny's eyes. Jake's big fat dick was bobbing expectantly and leaking copious amounts of clear pre-cum. Without further hesitation he grasped the boy by his ankles, lifted his legs to the ceiling and scooted in closer so that his wet knob pressed up against Kenny's throbbing hole.

A thick gob of saliva shot from Jake's mouth and hit the bull's eye dead center, giving him all the lubrication he needed to punch through the tight, rubbery ring. Kenny's trim body tensed at the initial intrusion and his eyelids clamped shut momentarily. When his long lashes finally parted there was a look of pure bliss in those limpid blue pools and his body automatically relaxed---ready, willing and able to be fucked.

Jake marveled at the awesome clinging tightness of the dude's hot shit hole. He sunk more and more of his big beefstick into the warm recesses of Kenny's rectum, plowing his way deep into the young man's bowels. It felt so fucking good in the boy's velvetine love-glove that he didn't stop until his entire length had been swallowed up by the hungry hole. His big prick pulsed inside the dark tunnel, sending waves of delight through Kenny's trim, lightly-muscled body and causing the young man to shift about on the crisp white linens. His arms were out at his sides, clutching handfulls of the bed coverings as Jake began to move his hot rod back and forth in the quivering teen-hole.

"Ooooooooooooooooooh, yeah, Mr. Weston," the young stud moaned, "fuck me really hard, just like I've been fuckin' your wife!"

Jake leaned over Kenny's nude body---one hand on either side of the lad---big bicep muscles flexing as they supported his masculine frame. "Call me Jake," he growled through gritted teeth and clenched jaw---and then proceeded to fuck the kid silly!

Alana was lying next to them, watching the whole breathtaking scenario with startled eyes. Never would she have thought Jake to be a switch hitter! And, despite the rumors about cute Kenny's sexual interests, he had been an admirable lover over the past weeks---taking her pussy to near-fucking-nirvana and back again! The kid was definitely skilled in the art of snacking on cunt. He'd eaten out her box on more than one of his many lunch breaks at the Weston home. It was hard for Alana to accept her artful lover as the same guy who was now crying for more of her husband's cock up his ass! Spreading her meaty thighs, Alana reached down to open her clam and find the hidden love trigger, which she worked with one sweaty hand while interestedly observing the hot male action taking place on the bed next to her.

Jake was quite literally tearing up the teen cutie's tight asshole. He pounded into Kenny like a raging bull, slamming his full length all the way up into the boy's guts and then ripping it back out again. His fat dick head punched at the fuck hole, forcing it to open to accept his bludgeoning tool. A sheen of misty perspiration broke out all over his many body, giving him a ruggedly sexy glow. Beads of salty sweat dripped from his bucking hulk and coated Kenny's squirming mass. The younger man ran his hands up the length of Jake's powerful arms, circled the mounds of his bulging shoulders and pulled the macho stud closer to him. Jake's thick tongue rolled out and swiped the boy's face from chin to nose---just like any horny dog would. The man's dark hair, usually gelled straight back, fell carelessly over his forehead and gave him an even more youthful appearance. Kenny's hands cupped the sides of Jake's angular face and tried for a nice, sloppy kiss but Jake would have none of that prissy-stuff! His head shook violently from side to side, freeing himself of the slut's grasp. Growling ominously, he drilled his fat pecker into the boy's slick chasm with an even more determined vigor. Kenny was rocked back against the bedsheets by the sudden force of big Jake's strong thrusts. He thought the big fat missile would surely split him in two!

Alana reached into the nearby bedstand and fished around for her trusty vibrating dildo. Finally locating the flesh-like pleasure tool, she positioned it between her widened thighs and worked it through her beefy twat's lips. Jake's really giving it to that poor handsome boy, she thought as she flicked a switch on the bottom of the fake dick and activated the vibrating action. Reasoning It was only fitting that she be fucked just as ferociously as her sweet lover, Alana grasped the base of the ten-inch dildo and rammed the son-of-a-bitch home. Her cry of delight was lost on the two men grunting and groaning alongside the overweight woman. She screwed the thick length around in her fiery hole to loosen it up and then began rapidly stabbing it in and out of her pussy. With her other hand, Alana rubbed her clitoris like a madwoman and soon was bouncing all over the bed in carnal splendor.

Kenny had been taking dicks up his ass since before he grew pubic hair, but never had he been with a man as hot, hunky and hung as Jake Weston. Sure, pussy was alright sometime but Kenny-boy would have given it up entirely if he could spend the rest of his life flat on his back under the mucho macho body of big Jake. The abuse he was giving young Kenny's ass only served to make the boy hornier. Kenny loved a rough fuck. Weston's hefty willy was giving him everything he craved and more! His own young rod was hard as granite and leaking copious amounts of teen cum all over his smooth chest. He was trying like hell but, if Jake kept up the forceful pounding, Kenny wouldn't be able to hold his load much longer. His nuts were already coiled up in their down-coated sac and he could feel the blood rushing through his rod. Instead of taking hold of himself, Kenny ran his hands along Jake's sexy lats and reached back to grope the swell of the hunky stud's ass mounds.

Jake knew the little whore was turned on by him and, strangely enough, he found himself equally entranced. No woman he'd ever known before would have allowed him such a wicked, raunchy fuck. And yet this boy was taking every bit of his powerful bludgeoning and loving every minute of it! Jake liked fucking long and hard. And, in the unlikely persona of the pool boy, he had met his match!! Kenny was taking everything the man had to give---and still seemed to hunger for more!!!

Kenny's long hair was sopping wet and soaking the pillow covers as Jake harshly ground his bulbous cockhead into the young man's colon, yanked the full length out and then thrust brutally back into the teen-pussy. His thick shaft battered the straining love channel, forcing its way deep into Kenny's boy belly. The nineteen year old's stubby fingers raked along Jake's broad, tapered back and his head widly rolled from side to side, screaming all sorts of obscenities.

"OH, FUCK YEAH, MR. WESTON.......FEELS SO GOOD....EWWWWWWW, YEAH!!! .... FUCK MY ASS, BIG GUY......THAT'S IT, MAN, JUST LIKE THAT.....FUCK MY LITTLE HOLE RAW......OWWWWWWWWWW IT HURTS SO GOOD.......FUCK ME HARD.......HARDER .... OH YES.......YESSSSSSS..... THAT'S IT!!!! ... TEAR UP MY HOT LITTLE FUCK HOLE, YOU BIG HOT STUD!'

"DO IT, JAKIE!" Alana was chiming in next to them as her body quivered with another orgasm, soaking the massive dildo with her pussy juices. "FUCK THAT LITTLE RAPIST FOR WHAT HE DID TO ME! TEACH HIM WHAT IT'S LIKE TO FORCE HIMSELF ON A POOR, DEFENSELESS WOMAN!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU FAT WHORE!" Jake spat out at her. 'THIS BOYS ASSHOLE IS GIVIN' BETTER LOVIN' THAN YOUR HAIRY SNATCH EVER DID! THANKS FOR HIRING HIM---IT'S ABOUT THE ONLY GOOD THING YOU'VE EVER DONE FOR ME, BITCH!"

With the vibrator whirring up her chunky puss and bringing her off once again, Alana was rendered speechless---but, inside, she was seething. How dare her husband speak to her in such a manner---especially in front of the hired help. Later she would taunt and brand him half-a-queer for fucking the groundskeeper (and hope he never walked in on her and the cute little Cuban maid---another of her play things) and he would be forced to raise her weekly spending allowance in exchange for her silence. And, because of the nasty things he had called her, Alana had her internal calculator set at a hefty sum.

Jake slammed his dick all the way in Kenny's tight little butt hole, pulled back, then battered in again and again. The teen-man's asshole clamped down on Jake's pistoning prick and began milking him like a fucking machine. Jake hesitated, catching his breath and allowing the sex fiend to do some of the work for a little while. Kenny-boy's hot, slimy innards clasped around Jake's big, throbbing tool, sending waves of pleasure along his rod and deep into his groin. Jake slowly pulled out from the greedy vacuum until his flanged cockhead was the only thing held in place by the boy's stretched asslips and then, just as he was about to drive back in.......

"YEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!" he howled as a scorching pain ripped through his lower regions. Every muscle in his body tensed, huge vens bulging out at the neck as he gritted his teeth together, eyes impossibly widened and hair practically standing on end. Alana, unsatsfied with merely a monetary payback, had slipped up behind her husband unnoticed and crammed the entire length of her pussy-slickened dildo all the way up his virgin ass! The huge thing felt like it would rip him apart!

"FUCKIN' BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTCH!" he shouted in his deep, gravely voice as the rubber cockhead slammed into his colon, sending before-unknown vibrations through his macho frame. His hips thrust abruptly forward in an attempt to escape the unexpected intrusion, sending his steel-hard prick plunging back into the warm depths of Kenny's shit hole. Using both hands, Alana began ramming the fucking weapon in and out of her husband's chiseled ass as he bucked wildly into cute Kenny.

Jakie couldn't take it for long. The monster massaging his prostate took him over the edge. Gasping and groaning, he yanked his thick tool out of Kenny's love-pouch and blasted off all over the youth's taut torso. Alana slammed the dildo home, causing the white-hot cum to shoot out of him like an uncapped oil strike. Some of it blasted out over Kenny's head, slamming against the headboard and lazily trickled down over the wooden surface; some of it hit the boy square in the face. Kenny spread his jaws wide hoping to catch a few pearly drops and Jake rewarded him with a shot directly on his palate. Savoring big Jake's tasty nectar, Kenny's own cock tensed and squirted a hefty load up all over Jake's hairy, heaving belly. Exhausted and satiated, Jake fell atop the lusty lad.

Later, when Jake refused her demands, Alana threatened divorce action naming Kenny as her husband's homosexual lover. But when star witness Kenny feigned ignorance of any man-love and promised to outline all of Alana's adulterous acts, as well as revealing her pillow-confession that Jake was not the real father of her child, Alana was stymied. She packed her things and sought out the true daddy, a barrel-bellied trailer park truck driver who was thrilled at discovering his fatherhood and accepted her with open arms.

Jake was a new man, celebrating his hard-won freedom from the clinging bitch. He tried out every one of the babes at the office, careful this time to don a condom when dipping into pussy so as not to risk another baby scare. His spirits soared and his work performance excelled; the man looked, and acted. ten years younger!

Dispelling all memory of Alana, Jake sold the house and bought a most modest, secluded home nearby. Alana's staff was given the boot---all except for Kenny the groundskeeper, who kept the lawn manicured, the pool crystal clean, and the bed nastily turned down.

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