TITLE    : No Corona
STORYID  : no-corona_2008
SUMMARY  : Who's beer is it?
AUTHOR   : slow_n_gentle@lit
DATE     : 2008-12-01
CATEGORY : loving-wives
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TAGS     : none


What do you do when you discover the love of your life, your reason for living has been having an affair for many months with a younger man? Do you say nothing and hope it stops, or confront her demanding she stop, or throw all her property out of the house and divorce here, or quietly leave town as the papers are served. My name is Phil Campbell and I had to make a choice.



Maggie and I have been married for over 22 years. We never had children. We both have great jobs with good benefits. I'm 48 and have worked 30 years for the phone company. I maintain the cellular towers in a 150 mile radius of my base in central Illinois. Maggie is the office manager of a regional book distributor for 20 years.



We live a good quiet life. We go out to eat a couple of times each week. We enjoy a good movie or listening to live jazz at one of the lounges. We also each spend time with our own friends and hobbies. We travel almost every year. I bought a 38 foot RV with my inheritance 3 years ago and we spent 4 weeks traveling along the east coast.



Looking back I can see the trouble started last fall when Maggie's childhood friend Fran asked her to bowl on Wednesday nights. She needed to replace and injured bowler. Soon bowling also became Tuesday's Girls Night and Saturday Shopping. I voiced a little displeasure because most of her new friends were single or divorced and Fran has always been a little on the wild side. Maggie laughed and said she was too old to chase men. There was one already at home that was way easier to catch and already house trained. I just let it go and started going to the area art exhibits, book readings, and music at the local java shop. I met a nice group of people and had some fun and entertaining discussions. Maggie and I would still go out a couple times a week together and had a great time. We still found time to make love at least twice a week and slept cuddled up almost every night.



Things started to change as spring came to the area. My company decided to start working Saturdays and upgrade the cell towers. They contracted outside vendors to add new equipment to increase capacity and replace outdated equipment. We would test the new equipment as the vendor would finish a location and then change over the system on Saturday. Usually we would start about 5 am and finish about 1-2 in the afternoon. 



By fall we spent less and less time together. I had to work about every Saturday and she said she had to work late a couple of times during the week. Our love making became almost nonexistent unless I pushed the point. Cuddling became a thing of the past; we now slept back to back.



Thursday I had to swing by the office to pick up some material for a service call south of town. Since it was almost noon I stopped to eat at the diner before going to the job. As I looked out the window while I ate, I saw Maggie pull up to the liquor store across the street. She and Fran came out with 2 4packs of wine coolers and a box of Corona beer. Who in the hell drank Corona? I'd have to ask Maggie. By the end of the day forgot about the beer.



Saturday morning before I left for work I grabbed my digital camera. I would be working at the tower by the lake. After I finished the job I thought I would see if I could get some good nature shots of the cranes in the wetlands. I opened the trunk to Maggie's car to pick up the tripod for the camera. As I pulled it out I saw she had the cooler in the trunk with iced down wine coolers and Corona.



I finished about noon and took a few nature shots around the lake. As I drove toward the lake entrance I noticed a couple of cars parked by my father in law's cabin. I figured I would walk down and say hello before heading home. As I got closer to the cabin I could hear moaning that I knew only happened one way. I returned to the truck and grabbed my camera before I crept up on the cabin. Looking in the side window I saw Fran on her back with her legs wrapped around a dark haired guy as he pounded his cock in an out of her. Twenty feet away Maggie was doing a cowgirl on a blonde haired guy while he talked to her and pulled her nipples. I shot a couple of pictures of each couple and moved to the other side of the cabin for a closer shot. 



On the other side I could hear the blonde guy talking to Maggie. It seemed to drive her wilder. Within a minute she had a major orgasm. As she lay next to him they continued talking in low voices. Suddenly he laughed and said she could have a special treat for being good. He had her suck him hard again. He leaned her over the couch and mounted her from behind. After a few minutes he signaled his friend to come over. As he pulled out his friend rammed his cock home. The blonde waited a minute and then walked in front of Maggie and shoved his cock in her mouth. A couple of minutes later he traded places with the dark haired guy. They kept trading places until Maggie finally collapsed on the couch as a series of orgasms rolled through her. The guys then turned their attention to Fran. I had taken enough pictures during Maggie's performance that I slowly walked back to my truck. I stopped at the cars and look in the glove box of the rear car for a registration. I wrote down the information and left for home.



At home I downloaded the pictures onto my laptop. Viewing the photos, the gravity of the situation hit me. Maggie is smiling and acting like the wonderful wife to my face at home while she is fucking two guys like a wanton slut behind my back. The more I thought about it, the more my temper started to rage. I decided to clean up and go out to eat. I carried my laptop and a notebook out to my truck and went to my favorite pub. 



I placed my order with the owner and sat down in a back booth to think about my predicament One sandwich, a salad, and a couple glasses of merlot later, I made my decision and had a plan .



I check before going to work the next Saturday. The cooler was full again. I knew she would be out of the way until dark. I finished the work at the cell tower and drove to the address of Maggie's lover. 



I knocked on the door and started repeating in my mind what I was going to say. The door was opened by this raven haired beauty that had made my pulse race many times in previous months.



"Kate, I....."



"Phil, what are you do......." She started to say and then saw me holding pictures in my hand. "I'm sorry Phil. Come inside and sit down."



We sat in the living room in silence for what seemed like hours but really only seconds. "I really am sorry. I heard Jason talking with Ron about meeting the cougars again. I had no idea it was your wife, again I'm sorry."



"Kate. I'm sorry it is your husband."



"Jason isn't my husband Phil." Katie said. She told me she moved in with him about a year and a half ago when her lease ran out. She told me her husband died 5 years ago in an accident at work. She became depressed and seldom left their apartment for two years. Some of her girl friends started bringing her out to movies, dinner, that sort of stuff. One night they brought her to a lounge. She had a couple of drinks. The music had a relaxing sound and her friends were dancing with whoever asked. That was when she met Jason. He asked her to dance. He was charming and a wonderful dancer. He asked her to dinner for the next night and she accepted. He was a perfect gentleman. He was always attentive and complementary. He swept her off her feet and into his bed in a matter of weeks. She said he was a good lover until about 8 months ago. Now he just satisfies himself and rolls over. About a month ago she was entering the house when she heard him and his friend talking about cougars. She stopped and listened as they continued to discuss their plans for the next Saturday with the women.



"I knew then why the love making became just sex for him. I decided to leave but I'm not sure where to go. When I met you at the art exhibit and the other places, I was trying to decide where to go. Jason has a temper so I want to be able to move my clothes and stuff out of his place and be far away before he ever finds out. I'm sorry Phil; you came here for a reason. What is it?" Kate asked.



"I wanted to warn you about his affair with my wife. I brought the photos in case you wanted to use them for a divorce. I'm leaving Maggie in a few weeks. I have a few things to clear up before I divorce her." 



Kate leaned over and hugged me. It felt so kind and thoughtful I hugged her back. As we held each other I felt the warmth of her soft body pressing against me. It felt fantastic. Maggie hadn't `touched me in weeks. I raised her chin and kissed her. I was like time stood still. Our lips opened to one another as we tried to pull ourselves even tighter together. When the kiss broke we looked at each other with smoldering eyes. She grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. We both tore off our clothes and jumped into bed. I rained kisses on her down her neck to her small perky breasts. As I paid oral attention to her breasts, I moved my hand down her body and between her parted legs. I slowly moved a finger gently up and down between her lips coming close but not touching her clit. When Kate began moaning and moving her hips, I slipped two fingers in her and started rubbing her clit with my thumb. I moved down so I could replace by thumb with my lips and tongue. Within a minute she clasped my head and exploded. As she relaxed I placed my cock at her open and slid it all the way home. We moved together at a slow steady pace. I felt the tingle in my balls as I increased the speed and length of my strokes. Kate wrapped her legs behind me and tried to pull me in deeper. With a shudder I let loose as she had her second orgasm. 



As we cuddled in the afterglow, I told her about my new plan that would include the two of us if she wanted. Between kisses, we agreed to meet Wednesday evening after Jason left. I helped her change the sheets, then headed home before Maggie arrived. I felt like a teenager with a new girlfriend.



I surprised Maggie by inviting her to dinner when she got home. She agreed and went up to shower and change. Dinner was excellent. I talked to Maggie about how much longer the overtime would go on, what we had to finish around the house before winter and how her job was going. When you no longer care about your wife's infidelity you can have a wonderful evening with her. We came home and went right to bed. I may converse with her, but I no longer wanted sex with her.



Sunday morning I attached the pickup to the rear of the RV and headed out of town. I filled up the tanks and headed south to a campground about 30 miles from town. I parked in a nice location and paid for a month in advance with Wi-Fi access. I set up the RV and went to the grocery store to stock up. I put everything away. Made the bed and checked everything out. I returned home about noon. I told Maggie I planned on cleaning out the garage and washing windows. She wanted to know where the new burst of energy came from. I told her probably from yesterday's meal. So thought dinner, I was thinking Kate. I placed the tools I would need in my new life in the box of the pickup as I cleaned the garage. I included anything I might need to keep the RV in repair



My time started to fly by. I signed my retirement papers with Saturday as the effective date. The company bought my four weeks of remaining vacation. My lump sum pension check would arrive in two weeks. My new credit card arrived and the new account established. Wednesday evening I went over to Kate's place. We loaded her car and my truck. She left a note saying she couldn't stand his cheating and was leaving town. She placed the house key on top of it and she followed me to the RV.



Kate loved the RV. She thought of it as a cute cottage on wheels. I gave her the tour before bringing in her clothes and stuff. We piled everything on the couch. She could arrange it tomorrow. Right now we both wanted to see the bedroom. I was showered and in bed before Maggie came home.



The rest of the week was uneventful. I talked to Kate a few times a day to make sure everything was fine. I told her to plan something for Saturday as long as it was away from our town. I told her it would be the pre show to the rest of our life.



Saturday was great. I woke Kate by treating her to oral wakeup sex, then breakfast, the morning love making, then we both showered and went on Kate's adventure. She picked a corn festival in a small town about 60 miles away. The day was gorgeous, the people friendly, and the food out of this world. As we walked around looking at the exhibits and vendor's booth, I thought if Maggie and I had done things like this over the years, she wouldn't have a lover, and I wouldn't either. We returned to the RV about evening. We made love again. While we cuddled, we talked about next week and what we had to do. Since I retired, I would be at the RV everyday during the week. I kissed Kate goodnight and headed home.



I worked around the house Sunday and took Maggie out to eat. We talked about what left to finish and what are coming week was looked like. I felt like a bigamist with 2 families.



I left at my normal time and had breakfast. I drove 80 miles to a supply company in Indiana to pick up the tools I would need for my new occupation. I drove to the RV, stored my purchases, and made lunch for Kate and I. We took a walk around the park and got to know each other. We knew we had a common interest in art, music, and literature, but we found out we also liked travel and camping. We both had a loose interpretation of religion and didn't place much trust in politicians. While Kate returned to her work, I gave Mark a call. I told him I accepted his job offer and I could start in about 3 weeks. He told me to call his office when I reached Tuscan and he would give me directions to my starting job and bring out all the paperwork. I made an appointment with the attorney for tomorrow morning. Then I sat back drinking coffee and watching Kate work for the next 3 hours until she quit for the day. We made a light dinner together and then took another walk around before I kissed her goodnight. 



During the next two weeks I had an attorney draw up the divorce papers, received and deposited my retirement check, separated our documents in the file cabinet, copied the tax returns, moved my clothes to the RV, and removed my share from the bank accounts. I told Kate I was meeting with Maggie Wednesday night.



I called Maggie at work and told her I would see her at home at 6:00 tonight. When she arrived I handed her the divorce papers. I said she could take them from me or be served at work. She had an angry expression until I set one of the pictures on the table. When she saw it, her jaw dropped and she just hung her head. I explained that I had known for months but waited until I was calmer and knew what I wanted to do. I told her she could have the house and furnishing, her retirement, her car, and the $80,000 I left in the bank. I would take the RV, my retirement, my truck, and the 180 thousand took out. I had closed and paid off the joint credit cards and removed my name at the bank. If she agreed we could use the same attorney and sign the papers in the morning. He would file them and we would be divorced in a few months. Maggie wanted to know why I was being so calm and civil after what she did. I told her we had many good years before the bad ones came. You can't force someone to continue to love you. It was time for both of us to move on. She agreed to the terms. I took her out to dinner for the last time. 



As we ate we strolled down memory lane. I finally had to ask her why. She said it was just the excitement of being with someone new. I drove Maggie home and told her I would see her up at 9:00 tomorrow. Then I went to the RV. Kate and I just cuddled until we dropped off to sleep.



I went to Maggie's and had her follow me to the attorneys. He explained all the paperwork to each of us and showed us where to sign. He said he would contact us when the divorce was final. I walked Maggie out to her car. I told her to be careful with her new lover and protect her possessions. We were getting too old to make a fatal error. Maggie kissed me goodbye and thanked me for the good times.



Kate and I stayed in the park until after the weekend. We headed west to our new life.

