Polly Plus Four

I looked at her and then at the Llama. I ejected the clip and pulled the slide back to make sure the chamber was clear and then I set the pistol on the bedside table and then looked at her standing there looking down at me.

"What do you mean that you aren't going to leave me?"

"Just that. If you want to leave me and get a divorce that is your right and God knows I've given you ample grounds, but I'm not leaving you. I love you and I'm happy being your wife so if any leaving happens it will have to be by you."

"You love me? You are, or were, fucking four other men and you can stand there and tell me that you love me?"

"Why not? It happens to be true."

"Sorry Polly, but to me that just does not make sense."

"That's because you and I are wired different honey. To you love, sex, marriage and togetherness are all wrapped up in one package. I don't think that way. I can separate sex from the other three. I love you, but I don't give a rat's ass for Steve, Harry, Mel or Bob. All they were to me was hard cocks when I was horny. Which, by the way, has been often over the past year."

"So you are telling me that I don't get the job done? That's great for my ego, just the kind of thing that someone who loves me should be telling me."

"Don't be stupid honey, of course you get the job done - when you are here. But you aren't here during the day when I get a case of the screaming hornies. It seems like I'm horny all the time anymore. It is a circular thing that feeds on itself. I'm horny, I fuck one of my studs and the erotic wickedness of being a cheating housewife gives me a humongous orgasm and that makes me even more horny so I go out and cheat again the next day. I've had some of my best orgasms ever just from knowing that I'm a cheating whore. But that isn't love, that is just sex. The more I was fucked by my lovers the more I wanted to make love to you. I never thought you would ever find out."

"Why Mel? I thought you had no use for him."

"I don't have any use for him, but I do use his cock. He is the only one of the four that I fucked because I had to."

"You had to fuck him?"

"He caught me and Steve fucking and he threatened to tell you if I didn't give him what Steve was getting. Naturally I wanted to keep things from you so I gave in."

"How did he catch you?"

"I had the bad luck of having him come into the bar the night I let Steve pick me up and he saw us go out to Steve's car. He followed and it was my further bad luck that he had a camera in his car. He took a flash picture of Steve fucking me on his back seat and then he threatened to show you the picture if I didn't take care of him."

"When and how did it start?"

"It started when you went back to Michigan to help your dad put new roofs on his house and barn. You had been gone two weeks and I was horny as hell and tired of sitting at home alone. I went out one night with Sandy and Joan. I didn't go out looking, I just wanted to get out of the house. We went to a lounge and were drinking and talking and a lot of guys were hitting on us. We did some drinking and dancing and I had a little too much to drink and Harry asked me if I wanted to go outside for some fresh air.

"I swear I don't know how it happened, but the next thing I knew I was on my back and he was fucking me. It was wrong and I knew it and I should have fought to get away from him, but I didn't. I was lying on his back seat and he was pounding into me as I was looking up at him and thinking:

"This man isn't my husband and he's fucking me."

"Something came over me at the thought that a strange cock was fucking me. It was exciting, it was nasty and wicked and the mere thought that I was being a cheating slut gave me a tremendous orgasm. I dated him for the next three nights, fucked him each time and had massive orgasms. He wanted a fourth date, but I was beginning to think I needed to stop seeing him before I got too involved with him so I said no.

"All the next day I was horny as hell and when Sandy and Joan asked me to go out with them again I said okay and that night I let Robert get lucky. I had the same strong orgasms with him as I took his cock in me and thought about what a cheating whore I was being. I saw Robert twice before Steve picked me up and then Mel got involved. I decided that to keep from getting emotionally involved with any of them I would just take turns fucking all four of them. It had absolutely nothing to do with my not loving you and everything to do with my getting off on being a cheating slut. Now you know."

She pointed at the gun, "Aren't you going to use it?"

"No."

"What are you going to do?"

"Watch you fuck Mel. Call him and tell him I've gone out and it is safe for him to come over."

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"Oh yes, oh yes, harder damn you, fuck me harder" she cried.

I was in the closet when she led him into the bedroom. She had met him naked at the front door and he was almost naked by the time she got him to the bedroom.

"Hurry" she told him, "We only have two hours before he will be coming home."

She sat on the edge of the bed and he walked up to her with his cock pointing right at her mouth and she opened it and took him in. I watched her use her lips and tongue on him for a couple of minutes and the she pulled her mouth off him, laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide and played with her pussy while he finished getting his pants off and then he got on the bed, moved between her legs and drove his cock into her.

"Oh yes, so good, you feel so hard and so good" she moaned as he rammed his cock into her. "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard, make me cum." He was pounding hard into her and I was listening to the sounds that I used to be the only one to hear.

"Oh God yes, harder baby, harder. Shove it deep, cum in me baby, cum in me."

I gave him a couple of minutes to really get into it and then I moved out of the closet. He didn't even know I was there until the blunt end of the aluminum baseball bat rammed into his right side just above the kidney. He screamed and I grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked him off of Polly. I smacked him twice in the balls with the bat and then twice more in the side. I'm not sure, it might have been my imagination, but I thought I heard a rib crack. I grabbed him by his hair again and jerked his head up and looked him in the eye.

"I'm only going to say this one time asshole so you had better pay attention. You will go home and you will destroy whatever pictures you have of Polly. If they ever appear anywhere and I hear of it I will hunt you down and use this bat to break every fucking bone in your body. This is the only warning that you will get. Destroy everything that you have that has anything to do with Polly and then I had better never catch you even looking in her direction again. Do you understand me?"

He was in a lot of pain and tears were leaking from his eyes, but he managed to nod a yes and I told him to get out. When he was gone Polly asked me:

"Why did you have me fuck him? You could have done what you just did when he walked in the front door. Why did you have me meet him naked and then fuck him?"

"You hear about guys who get off on seeing their wives with someone else. I was just checking to see if it did anything for me. If it had it would have made things easier."

"In what way?"

"If I had been turned on it might have helped me get by this."

"I take it that you didn't get a charge out of it?"

"Afraid not, it just pissed me off even more."

She looked at me without saying anything for several seconds and then she said:

"You have known about it for three months and during that time you have taken all the sex I have offered, which has been a lot, and you have given every indication that you enjoyed it. Three months during which you have done nothing to get back at me or get even with me. Why are you still here?"

Well, it was out in the open and she knew I knew and I had no way of knowing if she had mentioned things to anyone else so all the thoughts and plans I had been working on were toast so I told her the truth.

"I like my comfortable lifestyle. I'm still here because I haven't been able to come with a way to separate me from you that would leave me with your money."

I saw her face pale as she realized the implications of what I'd just said.

"My God, you would really have done that?"

"We will never know if I could have or not. The only workable plan I had died when Harry left town."

"What were you going to do?"

I told her.

"I thought you loved me."

"I did, right up to the point where I found out you had become a whore for other men."

"Is there any way we can save something out of this?"

"I don't see how."

She turned and left the room and I got up, dressed and went out to the garage to do some work on my car. About an hour later Polly came into the garage and said:

"I'm going to spend a couple of days at my sister's." I just shrugged and she said, "No I am not going to a lover's. For one thing they are all gone and for another it wouldn't be fun anymore now that you know. The excitement came from being a cheating slut with your not knowing about it. Now that you know the thrill would be gone."

She left, I finished what I was doing on the car, cleaned up and then went out for dinner and a movie. Sunday I puttered around the house and made lists of what I was going to want to take with me when I moved out and Monday I went to work.

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When I got home Monday night Polly was there. "I gambled that you would come home at your regular time so I have dinner ready. After we eat we can talk."

The meal was quiet for the most part and when we were done eating and she had cleared the dirty dishes away she sat down and said:

"Have you given any thought as to what you are going to do now?"

"Now that you know that I know there isn't much sense in pretending anymore so I guess the next step is for me to find a place, move out and then see a lawyer."

"Is there anything I can do, any way at all of my talking you out of it?"

"Good God Polly, you have wholesale affairs with other men and expect me to just sit here and say, "That's nice dear" when I find out about it? Why in God's name would you even try and talk me into staying when I obviously meant nothing to you?"

"That's not true and you know it. I love you. I want to be with you. My affairs were never meant to hurt you or our marriage. They were fun and the sex was wicked and exciting and I loved the feeling I got when I cheated, but it was only sex for the sake of sex. I always came home to you and I always was loving and affectionate. There was never any change in our relationship - not one iota! It cost you nothing and if it had gone on for another thirty years it still wouldn't cost you a thing. I would still be here, I would still love you and I would still want to spend my life with you. I don't want a divorce. I don't want you to leave. Please honey, I love you; you know I do. You have known about what I've done for three months now, but you still made love to me, kissed me, hugged me and cuddled and snuggled with me."

"Yes Polly, and we both know why I did those things, why I put up with it for three months."

"So it is all just about the money? You don't love me any more?"

"I love you Polly. Love is not something that you can turn off and on. I love you and I probably always will, but I don't trust you anymore Polly. I'm not the kind of guy who can live with what I'd have to go through if I stayed. I couldn't leave the house in the morning and then spend my day wondering if you had snuck off to meet another man. I couldn't go on a business trip and not wonder what you were doing while I was gone. And I would always wonder Polly. You said it yourself, you got a charge out of doing it because you were sneaking around on me. Unless I caught you again I would never know if you were sneaking around on me or not, but I would wonder - always Polly - I would wonder and I can't live like that."

"I was afraid that was the stand you were going to take. I hoped and prayed I would be wrong, but I guess I wasn't."

She got up from the table and went over to the counter and, got her purse and came back to the table. She opened her purse, took out an envelope and slid it across the table to me.

"What is it?"

"Open it and see."

I opened the envelope, read the contents and then looked at her in amazement.

"It is what you wanted, isn't it? You said the only reason you were staying was to find some way to get my money. Well, now you have it, at least a good chunk of it. I'm keeping the house and the trust fund. The rest is yours."

"Why? Why in the world would you do something like this?"

"Because I love you. I love you and I want you to be happy and since it seems that my money is what makes you happy I'm giving it to you."

"What's the catch?"

"There isn't any. I want you to stay, but I want it to be for me, not my money. But you say you don't want me. I still want you to be happy so there is the money. You can take it and run. Now if you will excuse me I need to go somewhere where I can cry in peace" and she got up and left the kitchen.

I sat there and stared at the papers she had given me. She had transferred all of her investment accounts into my name. All nine hundred thousand dollars of it. A thousand thoughts were rampaging through my head at that moment, but one of them stood out clear, Polly loved me, she really did love me. I was as good as gone and she still wanted me to be happy so she gave me almost a million dollars to take with me. Damn! Why did she have to go and do that?

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When I'm at work I do occasionally wonder what she is doing, especially when I call home and don't get an answer. When I'm on a business trip I do wonder what she is doing and I do wonder if anyone is in the room with her when I talk to her on the phone. She swore up and down that she would never again do what she had done with her four lovers and that she would be mine and mine alone. But she broke her word to me once, the word she gave me when we took our marriage vows and if she broke her word once why would I take on face value her statement that she would never do it again? By her own admission it was the sneaking and cheating that was turning her on so the doubt is always going to be there. If she sees a chance to sneak and cheat with minimal chance of being caught will she do it? I don't know, I can only hope she won't or if she does I never find out.

I love her and I know she loves me, but I'm not stupid. I didn't transfer her investment accounts back to her; they are still in my name and that is my best insurance that Polly will keep her word. She knows I'm watching and I'm always going to be wondering. She knows if I catch her again I'm gone for sure and she knows that the money will make the leaving a lot easier for me.