Making Her Pay Pt. 04

After that I just saved the file to the cloud. I had the germ of a plan to make them all suffer. I just had to have an alibi for when the shit came down. One of the central questions I needed to answer was if I wanted to be present when hell rained down on them or whether I needed plausible deniability. The nasty plan I was dreaming up could net me years in a penitentiary so maybe I needed some extra help and that before mentioned alibi that was unassailable.

It wasn't all that late when I finished listening to the recordings but I felt like I had been wrung through a wringer. My future and the future of my marriage were in serious doubt right now. I'm not talking about harming myself or even climbing into a bottle but I know my ability to trust and develop a new relationship with a woman was in serious doubt.

I knew that a lot of people would immediately want to see if Marie could revert back to the woman I fell in love with but I think that ship had sailed. Obviously she was enamored with Mark and Suzie and the lifestyle they seemed to represent. Maybe she felt that at forty her life was too short to not experience alternate lifestyles. All I really knew was that it wasn't my lifestyle and I didn't have to condone it.

Another thought was whether I could live in the same city as Marie when we split. Our extended families still lived here but I know of many people who had followed their dreams and found that it entailed moving. I could also. I would miss some of my friends and miss the family gatherings but airlines flew in and out of our regional airport multiple times a day. If I moved and there was a hub nearby I could fly home as often as I wanted or needed.

I had met with the headhunter a couple of days ago. He had told me that a manufacturing concern headquartered in Atlanta wanted to speak to me. My age, combined with my experience, was something they needed. This company was opening a new plant in Mexico and wanted to start off on the right foot. It wasn't any secret that we were having great success in hiring and changing the lives of many ex-cons and former drug users. While the plant wasn't located in an area overrun by Cartel, the labor force in that area of Mexico was poor at best. The headhunter had claimed the company was a faith based company that wanted to impact poor and underserved areas to raise the people out of the squalor and, at the same time, put out a cheap but quality product.

It had been intriguing but I had not been interested in uprooting Marie and Stacey. Now, it was another story. I would have to leave Stacey as I couldn't see her wanting to move to another country to finish high school. Her lifelong friends were all planning on graduating together in another year. Also, I doubted the courts would grant custody to me as Marie was still a great mother, just not a great wife anymore.

It was still early enough in the evening so I sent a text to the headhunter. He would get back to me in the morning. Maybe I would be gone this weekend when Mark wanted to get me onboard with his nefarious plans.

If not then I would think of some other reason to be gone this weekend. When I checked it was now about midnight. Time to think about some sleep. It was a cool evening and I had opened most of the windows to allow the breeze to cool everything down.

I sleep better when I am in a cool environment but the bed is nice and warm. Marie might be a cheating slut but she is still a warm body and I knew that moving forward there would be many cold lonely nights in my future. I wanted to share the bed with her a few more nights but I certainly didn't want any sex anymore. Note to self: Get tested for STDs as soon as possible.

Marie was deeply asleep when I got into the bedroom. Yes, she had locked the door but it was a simple thing to defeat and she knew it. It was more a symbolic locking me out than a serious attempt to keep me out of our bedroom.

Since she was sleeping so deep I took out the tiny flashlight I keep in my side of the bed and slowly pulled down the bedding to expose her. She was wearing her normal tee shirt and panties. I carefully lifted the tee shirt and saw a bruise on her ribs. I took a picture with my cell phone. I managed to get her to roll a little and then saw bite marks on her breasts and a hickey on her neck. I really wanted to see if she had the butt plug in but she would not probably stay asleep while I pulled her panties down.

Overall it really didn't matter.

Since I was now committed to ending this farce I slept well. If I had any doubts about the outcome I would have tossed and turned all night.

I woke early and got up without disturbing Marie and made quick work of getting ready to leave. I didn't escape as I had hoped. I was just finishing getting dressed when Marie woke and slowly got out of bed with a lot of groaning as though she was in pain. I didn't make any comments or ask any questions as she slowly walked the walk of shame to the bathroom. I quickly speculated that she still had the plug inserted and it was not a pleasant experience for her.

While she was doing whatever in the bathroom I finished dressing and headed down and made a cup of coffee and then left without saying a word to Marie.

At the office I again got with Max and Brock before Brock left for the day. I laid out my thoughts on retribution and we kicked the ideas around for a while. I wanted to keep them from getting too involved as my plan could go south very easily and jail time was very possible.

Both of them laughed at me and told me to just name the day that I wanted to put the whole thing in motion and just let it all happen. If it went well then there would be no hard evidence as to who provided the retribution and the three conspirators would be very embarrassed.

Brock knew a couple of people that would do the naughty and nasty physical interventions in such a way that there would not be any permanent damage but there would be permanent reminders to all of them.

After they left the office I made an appointment with my accountant and then a divorce attorney. I had a large pension fund and I knew that she would get at least half of it. The equity in the house was enough to partially offset the pension fund as I planned to give the house to Marie so that Stacey could still have a familiar place to live for the next few years. Jamie and Mick would also have a place to roost when they came home to visit.

My accountant informed me that the courts took a dim view of hiding assets even if there is just cause. We discussed credit cards and loans and how to handle them. We had a good amount invested in savings, money market accounts and even some mutual funds. We figured that I could easily pay down the credit cards and then get them reissued in Marie's name only. I already had one card in my name only so I didn't need another one right now. I asked about publishing a statement that I would no longer be responsible for any debts other than my own but he just laughed and told me to save my money.

He called the bank for me and soon had a new checking account opened and the bulk of my earnings moved there. I would have to move money to keep the household expenses covered but Marie couldn't go on a spending binge. He also arranged to move half of the savings into a new account. I would have to go in and move any items that I wanted to keep from our joint safe deposit box.

I received a call on my cell about the Atlanta based job and arranged a preliminary interview for the next day.

The attorney tried to get me to consider reconciliation as a way to reduce the stress and monetary loss that a divorce entails. After I laid out her betrayal and he listened to the file he agreed to serve the papers when I called for them. I told him that I was going to look for another job in another city so it might be a few weeks before I was ready to announce my plans to Marie.

It was a long day. I had to legitimately stay late at work that evening to get caught up after my time at the accountant's and the lawyer's offices.

When Brock came in we all met for a couple of minutes. Brock just sat there and gave me a thumbs up and a smile. He didn't elaborate but just gave me a note.

"I won't take the risk that we are not being monitored. After you read this give it back to me. I have found the right guy to do the work. He can get most of what we need to complete the tasks as we discussed. He will let us know how he needs to be paid."

I nodded and gave it back to him. He quickly tore it up and then ate the pieces. We discussed some regular business before they headed out. Max was going to check on some other things we needed and Brock needed to get his people working.

I sent a text to Marie telling her I was swamped at work and when I expected to get home. Surprisingly there was no answer for over an hour. I had to chuckle. She was getting complacent and seeing Mark more often than ever before.

I ordered in a freaky fast sandwich and chips for my supper and continued to work. I got home at about ten p.m. and Marie was already asleep. I guess I didn't need to act as though I was still the clueless husband, at least that night.

I managed to get another good night's sleep. The next morning was more like our normal morning even though I was up a little earlier than usual. Marie wasn't doing the slow painful waking up like the day before but she still winced a little as she went to stand up and head for the bathroom. I ignored her painful grimace. I imagine her bruised ribs were still very tender.

At nine I met with the headhunter. He informed me of what the new company was looking for. It would be a challenge but I thought I might very well succeed if I took along some decent supervisors. I immediately thought of Max and Brock. The company wanted to talk with me in person as soon as possible so I made arrangements to fly to Atlanta on Thursday. We would meet Friday at the company headquarters.

I then called Max in. "I will be gone Thursday and Friday for a meeting. I know it is soon but how far along are we with the plans?"

"Well, Boss, it would be a little quick to do something then but give me a week and I think we will be ready."

I nodded. "By the way, I don't know how this is going to shake out but there might be an opportunity to work, for better wages, at a new plant in Mexico. Would you be willing to consider an offer to be part of this?"

"Well, there's not much keeping me here but I would have to talk to my probation officer."

"Please keep it in mind. I will give you more details as I find them out. Do you think Brock might be willing to relocate?"

He nodded. "There isn't much tying him here either."

That evening I went home at my old regular time. Surprise, surprise but Marie was there and fixing supper. I let her know about the fact I was flying east but not the reason. I just left it as a business meeting.

"But I invited Mark and Suzie over on Friday night. When will you be back?"

"If all goes well I should be back sometime Friday evening but I don't know right now. If all goes well I might be back early evening. If there is any snag I might have to stay over Friday night. I just don't know right now."

"But they want to see you. They like you."

I had to bite my lip to keep the retort from escaping my mouth. I fought for calm and finally shrugged my shoulder to imply I had no choice in the matter.

"We will just have to reschedule for another weekend."

She looked at me kind of surprised. "What do you mean for 'another weekend'?"

Whoops, that was almost letting the cat out of the bag. I tried to deflect any suspicions. "I guess I never really talked about it but I was wondering if Mark was into golf. I have been kicking around the idea of a weekend away at a nice resort with a golf course nearby. We could all go and sun ourselves silly, hit the pool or beach, drink a lot of mimosas, and play a few rounds and just relax."

"You haven't taken time to play golf for a couple of years. Why now?"

"You want me to get to know the Billings better. Why not a weekend away where we can let our hair down and get closer."

I don't think she bought that answer but she seemed to be thinking about it. "Why don't you get back here Friday night and then we can meet and discuss the idea? I am sure they would be glad to come with us, especially if we foot the bill since Mark doesn't make that much as a teacher."

I just smiled at her and nodded. She ran off to call him.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I had just successfully postponed their plans. I still didn't understand their delusion to think that I would ever go along with their shenanigans. I could see how Marie could be desperate to have me join them but Mark and Suzie seemed too jaded to just be that delusional. I wondered if drugs and blackmail were their staples in trade. I suppose it really didn't matter if I joined them willingly or unwillingly just so they got control.

I don't know if Marie was wanting some hanky-panky from me that night as I went to bed early and was asleep, yes, actually in deep sleep, when she came to bed. I woke early and got my morning ablutions out of the way before she got up. I noticed the bruise on her chest was turning yellow from purple but I still didn't ask or comment on it. I really didn't want to hear any more lies.

Brock, Max, and I met in one of the storage rooms just off the manufacturing floor for a quick update meeting. We decided it was a good place to talk as it was very noisy and Brock wouldn't have to eat his notes. We had decided early on that there would not be any text messages, emails or any other form of communication that could leave a trail to us in the event my plan went south.

I did tell them to get three clean cell phones and we could communicate in an emergency so that was part of the next step in planning. Max had found the right person for the medications we needed. Brock had found the one person he needed to help. This guy, Julio, was pissed at women in general since his wife had thrown him out of the house and then had taken his kids with her to Mexico to live with her boyfriend. He was actually still married. He also had a few extra ideas to use to impress our threesome of cheaters so they would seriously get the message about cheaters.

We then put everything on hold until I got back from Atlanta. We had a nice discussion on the possibilities of a move to Mexico. Max and Brock were ready if I was going. Brock was off probation but Max still needed to clear it with his probation officer. If he couldn't leave with Brock and I it would only be a matter of a few months before he would be off probation and clear to leave.

There was another normal evening at home. I cooked this time. I made a simple meatloaf with mashed potatoes and peas. Not bad if I do say so myself. Stacey thanked me and then cleaned up the dishes. Marie just gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was surprised that she hadn't worked late at all this week. Was her ass still not healed up enough? I wasn't going to ask and I am sure she wasn't going to confess her sins.

It was another night of no sex. I don't know if Marie was waiting for me to take the lead and seduce her or if she just didn't want to have sex with me. I know I didn't want to put my cock anywhere near where a disease might jump on board. I made a mental oath again to get myself checked out.

The next night I came home late again (I went by the free clinic for blood testing) but did call and let Marie and Stacey know ahead of time. I grabbed a quick bite and then started to pack my bags for my flight in the morning. Marie made little comments about needing a little something, something to hold her over until I got back but I put her off saying I was dead assed tired and needed sleep. She did try to snuggle up in bed and entice me but I begged off by promising a rousing night of sex when I got back.

I don't know why she was so insistent as I figured she would spend Thursday night bouncing on Mark's "big cock" and eating pussy. She was getting a lot more sex than I was and had been for months it seems.

The flight was routine. The hotel was average and so was the meal that night. The interview went well. By the time we were done a tentative deal had been struck. Since I was going to be moving to Mexico we worked out that I would be paid by the local bank so my pay would stay in Mexico. Marie would play hell getting any of my future earnings. Bonuses would be paid in part with stock options and be deferred until way after any divorce decree.

Max and Brock would also get bonuses that they weren't getting now. The new company fully understood the work needed to get a plant up and running at a profit and wanted it done yesterday. We shook hands on the deal. My attorney would have to look over the contract before I would sign but I felt it was a mutually beneficial arrangement. We also settled on an employment day only a couple of weeks in the future. My old company wasn't going to be happy but I felt that after I explained why I needed to move quickly because of my marriage woes then my bosses would at least understand.

I made arrangements to fly home on the RedEye so that I would come home in the middle of the night. I wondered if I would surprise Marie with the Billings but really didn't care. It would not change my plans at all, just make me look a little more guilty when retribution was exacted.

I called Marie from the Atlanta airport before boarding. She said she was at home and waiting for me. I didn't hear any heavy breathing or any extraneous noises so she might have actually not lied to me. Stacey was staying over at a girlfriend's to celebrate a birthday so I couldn't check with her and I actually didn't want to do that anyway as Stacey might become suspicious and ask some embarrassing questions of her mother.

The flight got in on time and I picked up my car in the long term lot and headed home. I pulled in about 1:30 in the morning. The outside light was on even though I was pulling into the garage. I was surprised that Mark's car wasn't there. I did actually half expect the confrontation to still be tonight. Mark had seemed very intent on my capitulation this weekend.

Suddenly I had the thought concerning Saturday night. What if they just postponed it one night? Could they still have the time they wanted with Saturday and Sunday? Would I wake up tied to the bed in the morning?

I wasn't armed. I had no thought about personal protection until just now. It would not really matter if Marie helped them when I was most vulnerable, specifically when I was sleeping. How do I keep them from attacking me? Or how do I keep them from being successful?

Finally I decided to text Max and Brock and ask them to call early in the morning. So much for keeping lines of communication to direct voice only. If I did not answer then they should call the police and report me as a kidnapping victim.

Due to the lateness of the night I didn't expect an answer from Max until morning but Brock did answer and said he would coordinate with Max to periodically contact me over the weekend.

Reassured I entered the house. It was quiet. Marie's car was in its usual spot in the garage and I expected her to be sleeping in the master bedroom. I was surprised to find her sleeping in her chair in the den. She must have been waiting up for me. Before finding out she was fucking Mark and Suzie I would be pleased to see her there. Now I had to question why she was showing any affection for me.

I reached down and gently shook her shoulder. She yawned and stretched. "Oh, Baby, I tried to wait up for you but I must have fallen asleep. How was your trip? Did everything come out okay?"

"Yes, Marie, it did. I will be moving forward on a new project. The flight was just okay. Come on and let's find the bed and get a good night's sleep."