Screwing With Cheaters

This is another story that popped in my head, so I wrote the story. I am still taking a break from my "Sex After 60" series.

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I am Jacob Jackson. You would expect a nickname like Jake, but no everybody calls me Sparky. One reason was, I always was tinkering with electronic devices particularly radios. Not surprising, because my dad opened his first radio shop right after he graduated high school. Grandma and grandpa gifted him part of the money and cosigned his loan for the rest. They had an 800-acre farm and owned the feed store and tractor dealership in town, so they were well off. By the time I was in high school dad had expanded to the seven radio shops he owns now in Missouri and Iowa. We expanded into computer systems in the 1990s.

Aunt Joan was my father's sister and only sibling. I was supposed to be the ring bearer in her wedding when I was 6. Of course, my sister, Molly was supposed to be the flower girl. Aunt Joan was killed in a vehicle accident during a late winter / early spring snowstorm two months before her spring wedding. Uncle George's (her fiancé when she died, so not actually related) family owned a 500-acre farm next door so to speak. When my father, Molly and I had no interest in farming, grandpa and dad leased our 625 acres of farm fields to Uncle George when grandpa wanted to quit farming.

There were just over 110 acres of woods in one corner of the farm that were the start of a small mountain. A stream ran through the woods with a cascade waterfall that had a final drop of about eight feet into a nice swimming hole. There was an outhouse and building with a large awning with three picnic tables under it and a small room with five comfortable chairs and some storage we changed in. It did have power. Grandpa quit maintaining the road when dad was in high school. You could take a 4-wheeler, but everyone normally just walked to it. Molly and I would invite our close friends to swim there in addition to the 26-acre lake we had. At the swimming hole in the woods, it was the custom to skinny dip. That is actually where my nickname started. I was shocked installing a warning system when 8, so we could get our swimsuits on after dad caught us skinny dipping once. Dad didn't care if we skinny dipped as he and Aunt Joan had when they were young, but Molly, our friends and I were embarrassed.

Molly and I were 15 months apart, so she was one grade behind me in school. Mom said I had a shadow as soon as Molly started crawling. Molly was a tomboy and followed me everywhere. She loved baseball, basketball, football or anything else I was doing. Strangely Molly was not a good swimmer. When she was 9 and I was 11, she got to the swimming hole a little before everyone else arrived. She started drowning just as I arrived. I quickly got her out and performed mouth to mouth resuscitation and got her breathing again. I had just learned it at Boy Scouts. After that dad got Molly swim lessons and she actually made the swim team in high school and even won a few medals.

We became even closer after that. To this day, she introduces me to people as her hero big brother and has to tell them why she calls me that. I find it embarrassing, but I let it go, because I love her. She insists we do something special just the two of us on the date she almost drowned every year. Molly went to college fulltime while I worked in the radio shop and went to college parttime. Molly started dating my best friend Paul when they were in college in a town about 45 miles from our hometown. Molly set me up on a blind date with a sorority sister Diana. Molly and Paul had a double wedding with Diana and me after all of us had graduated from college. We all went on our honeymoons in the Bahamas. We did tourist things together, but each couple had plenty of private time.

Grandpa and Dad insisted on a prenup to protect the family businesses. Diana and Paul would get a good amount of money based on how many years the marriage lasted. Mom hated cheaters. Her much oldest brother committed suicide after his wife cheated, divorced him and did her best to kept him from his daughter when I was too young to remember. The prenup included an infidelity clause mom created. With proof, Diana and Paul would get 4 times the amount if Molly or I cheated, but got 1/4 the amount if they cheated. The non-cheater got the house and primary custody of any children. The cheater got decent visitation privileges.

Fast forward to today. Diana and I have John (Johnny) 10 named after dad, Bryan 8 and finally Susan (Suzie) 7. Diana insisted she wanted a girl, so I was thrilled when Suzie was born instead of another boy. Molly and Paul had June (Tiny) 10 named for mom and Kyle (Little Kyle when around his other grandfather) 7 who was named after Paul's father. Tiny had been a small baby, so many people said she was such a tiny thing when she was a baby. At some point, our immediate family just started calling her Tiny and it stuck. Tiny is still the second shortest in her class and is still very thin.

I had gotten a BA and Molly got a finance degree, because our parents had a long talk with us when Molly entered high school. We both worked for dad when we could and summers. I started taking over running the company and the radio shops as dad started cutting back his hours when he turned 55. Molly with Paul working under her started taking over payroll, accounts receivable, and other non-technical related aspects of the business from mom once Molly graduated from college. Grandpa sold the feed store and tractor dealership when I graduated high school, because he got a good offer for it.

When Aunt Joan died, grandma and grandpa built a three-bedroom cottage they moved into by the lake. Mom and dad had the farmhouse remodeled and we moved in just before I turned 8. When Molly and I got married, dad and grandpa had houses built for us next to each other. They were supposed to be further apart, but Molly insisted and I agreed to them being only 25 feet apart. It was a short walk to grandpa's house in one direction and a short walk to dad's house in a different direction.

When Diana got pregnant a year and a half years after we were married with Johnny and Molly got pregnant 4 months later with Tiny, there was a family meeting. Diana was teaching 3rdgrade for a second year, but agreed to be a stay-at-home mom after she finished teaching that school year. She would also watch Molly and Paul's children.

Diana started having a family dinner every other Wednesday right after the kids were born. Sometime she bought pizza. Soup and grill cheese or chili were common in winter. BLT sandwiches with fresh tomatoes from our gardens were a summer staple. Always simple comfort food. Mom and dad covered the cost of food. Diana and Paul's families were invited and frequently various members attended. Uncle George and his family attended about once a month.

After dinner, there were always two movies to choose from, one at Molly's house and one at mine. Some people would break into groups and play games at either or both houses. During warmer weather many people swam. Most in the lake. A smaller more daring group went to the swimming hole in the woods for some skinny dipping. Molly and I were shocked the first-time mom and dad then a couple weeks later when grandma and grandpa joined us the first time at the swimming hole for some skinny dipping. They still continue to do it a few times each year. We were told skinny dipping there was a family tradition from when grandpa's grandpa bought the place many years ago. Normally either Molly or Paul stayed at their house and Diana or me stayed at our house when people went swimming. Occasionally mom and dad and/or grandma and grandpa would cover our houses serving as host and/or hostess, so all four of us could go skinny dipping. There was also a more formal family dinner once or twice a month on Sundays. Mom, Molly or Diana would fix the meal. One of the other two would fix desert.

As I was taking over for dad, I tried to visit the other 6 radio shops about once every 4 to 6 weeks. I would leave early in the morning so I was there when they opened at 8am. I would normally eat lunch with them and then leave in time to get home by 5 or 6. I was going to visit Joe (a friend of Molly and me from junior high school) and his people at the shop he ran for us. Unfortunately, my SUV broke down less than a mile from the shop. Joe happened to drive by and stopped. Joe called a mechanic friend, Willie who had a tow truck. Willie checked what was wrong with the vehicle.

"Well, the transmission has gone out. I can fix it, but it will be several days by the time I get the parts." Willie said

"Darn, Molly and I were going to Kansas City this weekend. We were going to replace my SUV and then she had something special planned."

Willie frowned. "Sorry, I guess this screws up your wife or girlfriend's plans."

Joe and I started laughing. "What's so funny?" Willie asked.

Joe stopped laughing first. "I grew up with Molly and Sparky. Molly is his younger sister and was his shadow when we were young. He saved his sister's life when she almost drowned when she was 9 and he had to resuscitate her. Molly insists they do something special on the anniversary of when it happened. It's tomorrow if I remember, correctly, right, Sparky?"

"Yes, we were going to complete the purchase of my new SUV and she has something special planned for tomorrow evening, but wants to surprise me. I know she has tickets or reservations for something. So, Willie, do you sell cars?"

"Yes, I have a small car lot next to my garage, why?"

"Joe, can you take me home?"

"Sure, I was planning on visiting my mother this weekend anyway. Sally (his wife), her mother and sisters are taking a girl's trip this weekend. They have to hit an outlet mall at least a couple times a year."

"Okay, Willie, how about you and Joe work out a price for the SUV next week. I'll give him the signed title. It's a company car, so Joe can just put the money in the company account."

"That works for me. Do you need anything out of the car?"

"I just need to get my briefcase. It was nice to meet you, Willie."

"It was nice to meet you, Sparky."

After getting my briefcase, I got in Joe's car and we headed for the radio shop. "Let's go to the shop and you can line the guys out. How about we leave after that? Call your mom and I will call Molly, so we can all go to lunch on me."

Joe grinned. "Yes, sir, boss."

"Quit that sir and boss crap."

Joe laughed. "Sure thing, Sparky, but I'm going to tell Molly about it at lunch."

"Crap, she'll likely tease me about it all weekend, because she knows I hate to be called boss or sir."

Joe just laughed again. "I'm just messing with you, Sparky. I won't say anything to Molly since you are buying lunch."

We went to shop and he lined out his guys. We then went to his house, got his suitcase and we headed for home. We met Molly and his mother at a restaurant and had a nice visit. Molly mentioned Paul had left work for lunch just before her and had an afternoon doctor's appointment, so she had to get back to work. I dropped her off at the shop, gave Joe the signed title and borrowed her car to go home. I told her I would come pick her up after work and then headed home.

Diana and my sex life had definitely slowed down quite a bit over the last 6 months. I decided to sneak in and surprise her, because I was hoping for a little afternoon delight before the kids got home from school. I let myself in the door quietly. I heard faint noises from upstairs, so I quietly headed to the stairs. Just as I got to the stairs, I heard the words that meant the end of my marriage and most likely Molly's also.

"Harder, Paul. Fuck me harder."

I crept up the stairs and went to the master bedroom. The door was open, so I pulled out my cellphone. Our walk-in closet was to the right, so I went in the room just enough to see the mirror on the far wall. The mirror gave a perfect view of our bed. My wife was on her knees with her head down and Paul was pounding her from behind. I recorded a couple minutes of them screwing in the mirror. I even snuck a peak around the wall of the walk-in closet to record another couple of minutes or so from that angle. They never heard me between the sounds she was making and the sounds of their flesh slapping together.

I snuck back out of the house. I called our family and business lawyer (Brian) that drew up our prenups as I drove back to the radio shop. I asked if he could meet with Molly and me at our hotel in Independence around noon tomorrow and we would go to lunch. He wanted to know why. When I explained he would most likely be handling Molly and my divorces, he said, "Shit, I'll see you tomorrow."

We had a theft problem at one of our sites recently. I grabbed the motion activated hidden camera we used to catch the thief from my office when I got to the shop. I quickly replaced the batteries in it and confirmed it still worked. I then walked into Molly's office and closed the door behind me.

"What are you doing here, Sparky? I thought you were headed home."

"Do you trust me, Molly?"

"I think that's the dumbest question you've ever asked me. You know I trust you completely."

"Okay, do not ask any questions. I have decided I would like to head to KC today. We can pick up my new SUV when we get there, check into our hotel room and then get some BBQ. If I say anything strange, don't say anything and just go along with it, please?"

"Okay, but what's going on?"

"Please, no questions. I will explain everything tomorrow morning, okay?"

Molly frowned, but said, "Okay, big brother."

I called Diana as soon as I got in Molly's car. I told her we were headed home, because my SUV broke down. Joe had given me a ride back to the shop and he went to lunch with Molly and me. Molly and I were headed home now to pack our suitcases and we were going to head to KC early. Next, Molly called Paul and told him the same thing. When we got home, thankfully Paul was gone. Molly went to pack her suitcase while I packed mine. I asked Diana to fill a couple travel mugs with ice tea for the trip to KC. While she was doing that, I finished packing and hid the hidden camera in the walk-in closet with a view of our bed. Molly and I put our suitcases in the trunk while Diana put the travel mugs in the cupholders. Even though I did not want to, I gave Diana a quick hug and a kiss then Molly and I left.

As soon as we got on the highway, Molly said, "Sparky, you know I can read you like a book. You're upset. What's wrong?"

"I will tell you everything tomorrow morning as promised. Let's just enjoy today. Could you call the hotel and get a room for tonight also and then call the dealership? Tell them there will no trade-in and to make sure the new SUV is ready when we get there."

Molly called the hotel first. "Bad news, we can only get a room with a King bed for both nights."

"I'm okay with that if you are, Molly."

"It has been years since we slept in the same bed, but sure that's okay with me."

I should explain that Molly used to sneak into my bed some nights when she was very young, but she stopped when she started kindergarten. After she almost drown, she would sneak in my bed if she had a bad dream or when she needed comforted like when she broke up with a boyfriend. Occasionally she would have a nightmare and be screaming in her sleep. I would slip in her bed and cuddle her until she calmed down and went back to sleep. After that, I would roll over and spend the night. I always slept in my briefs and she in her panties. She did keep a nightgown and robe in my room while I kept PJ's and a robe in hers to put on in the morning in case either of us ran into to mom or dad on the way back to our room. It was never often, maybe 2 to 5 times a year. It finally stopped when Molly went to college. I know it sounds weird, but nothing sexual ever happened. We were just extremely close and very comfortable with each other.

Next Molly called the dealership. We don't use the local dealership, because the guy that owns it was a rival for mom's attention. Once mom chose dad, he hated mom, dad and our entire family. The dealership let us know the final cost now that there would be no trade-in to negotiate about. They were just about finished with detailing the SUV and would put on the temp tags. We would need to sign some forms. Molly called our banker to arrange payment for the SUV to save time. We picked up the SUV and went to the hotel. While checking-in, I inquired about a meeting room for tomorrow. They had a small one available from noon until 4:00pm, so I rented it. After that, we put our suitcases in the room and took my new SUV to a barbeque restaurant. We grabbed a six-pack of beer on the way back to the hotel and watched some TV before we went to bed. The next morning, we each took a shower and ate breakfast.

The second we got back in the room, Molly started in, "Okay, Sparky. I have waited patiently, spill."

"Molly this is going to upset you and make you uncomfortable. Do you want me to take it slow or just hit you with it?"

"Just get it over with."

I figured seeing it was easier than explaining, so I pulled out my phone and played the first video. Molly was shocked. She clung me while softly crying, but continued to watch until both videos were over. After a little while, she calmed down and asked, "When did you record this and how long has it been going on?"

"Sex with Diana has been less common for about the last 6 months, so I am guessing about that time. When I went home yesterday, I sneaked in to surprise her hoping for some sex for a change. I heard some faint noises up upstairs, so I headed to the stairs. Just as I got to the stairs, I heard Diana tell Paul to fuck her harder. As you heard, they were making enough noise that they never heard me."

"Well shit. I didn't say anything, but Paul has been less interested in sex for about 6 months also. Now that I think about it, the signs were there, but I didn't notice. Every time you took a trip to check to one of the out-of-town shops for about the last 6 months or you were tied up with something, Paul had something going on and left the shop for at least several hours. What do we do now?"

"Well, that basically confirms my suspicions. If it had been a one-time slip-up or maybe a really short time affair and she admitted it, I might have gone to counselling and tried to save the marriage. For it to be going on for 6 months, I plan to drop the hammer and enforce the prenup. I managed to hide that motion activated camera from when the thefts were happening in our walk-in closet and I bet we will more video proof when we get back. I'm sure I know, but what do you plan to do about Paul?"

"Same as you. Dump the bastard and enforce the prenup."

"Good, Brian will be here around noon. I figured you would want a divorce also, so I told him he would be handling both of our divorces. I would also like to screw with the cheaters until we are ready to have them served."

Molly smiled at me. "I like the way you think. What do you have in mind?"

"I have some ideas, but we need to talk to Brian first"

"Come on Sparky. You have to give me something."

"I suggest neither of us have sex with our spouse until they are served. I am going to have some remotely accessible cameras installed Sunday when mom has the family dinner. I want to hire a PI to follow Paul. We give them chances to get together, but do something to interrupt them. I am scheduled to visit a shop on Friday. I plan to hide in town and not go. As soon as they start undressing, you, me, a PI and the process servers sneak in and we have them served while in bed having sex.

Molly got a big grin on her face. "Sounds like this could be fun."