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The wife
I married a year out of High School, and eight months later, was 'drafted' into the Army, and took the wife with me. A year later, we would have a daughter. Once done with the military, the three of us, returned to our hometown. We found a house and moved in. I had a couple of jobs, associated with the Auto Industry, and later on, Aerospace, building Aircraft components. I would later, become self-employed. We lived in a "huge home", that I am still in today. When my daughter was nine, I discovered that the "wife" was having an affair, with a man she worked with, covering it up, by getting us acquainted, "after hours", at our home, or theirs. They also had a child, the same age as ours. I set up a weekend my daughter went to one of her "BFF'S, so the wife and I would have a 'weekend' to ourselves. She didn't know that I had discovered, "the affair." We went to dinner at a nice restaurant, she wore a very hot dress, that was worn alone, totally revealing all of her awesome, "lady parts", top and bottom. (I think she had discovered that I knew about the affair, and was looking to keep me, otherwise occupied; it didn't work.) We ordered a nice bottle of wine, enjoyed the wine, and the dinner, then returned home, and she had more wine. Being a "tiny lady", it wasn't long before the wine 'kicked in', and she curled up on the couch, and "nodded out". I gave her some time to get in to a 'deeper' sleep. I put her in the car, and drove to a large park, close to our home, then placed her by a tree, and removed all of her clothing, taking a black felt marker, and writing "tramp", across her bare body, between her upper and lower "lady parts". I moved the car out of sight, then settled in, to be sure she wasn't "further harassed" before she "woke up". (I didn't want my daughter's mother hurt.) My only regret of all of this, is that I didn't get a picture of any of it. Once awake, it took her a minute to figure out what was happening, she is freeing herself, and panicking, that she has no clothes on, and is half a mile from home, but has her phone. She made a call, but it wasn't to me. I had sole custody of my young daughter, her paying child support to me; she married "that man", now living three hours away. My child is now fifty, with two boys, and I don't have to look at her. (I once told her, I had photos of her, in the **, that I was going to post on "Craig's List".) I did have the photos, but burned every one of them, to assist in forgetting I ever knew this woman.
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