It started out as a series of, what were at the time, seemingly unconnected events. I went out of my way to avoid Jumal and Gloria when the three of us were in the house together, but sometimes you just can’t avoid loud. It was on one of those rare nights when I was in the den playing Hearts on the computer. The den is just off the dinning room and Jumal and Gloria were sitting at the dinning room table and I don’t believe that they knew I was in the den.
They were arguing and their voices grew louder and louder as they continued to argue. I didn’t get it all, but the gist of it was that Jumal expected to be her second husband once I was out of the picture. Gloria on the other hand, did not see it that way. Her point being that the reasons she couldn’t marry him in the first place would still be there even after I was gone. I think she shocked me just as much as she shocked Jumal when she stated that it just would not be socially acceptable for her to marry him. Where it went from there I have no idea because Jumal got up and stormed out of the house and I wasn’t around when they next talked about it.
The second event happened a month later when I came home during lunch for a romp with Sally. After doing what she called her Hat Trick, my cumming at least once in her three available orifices, she said, “Jack, I love fucking you. I get a delicious turn on knowing that a man who knows my husband is fucking me on a regular basis, but you do know that I’m doing it for the money, right?”
“I’m shocked Sally Ann. I thought it was my manly charm and my ability as a stud.”
She laughed, “That too. My point is that I’m in this for the money, not the love or lust. I’m not a stupid bimbo Jack and I know that there is more going on with this weird marriage of yours than you want people to know. The “can’t have sex for medical reasons” is just so much bullshit because I’ve seen your wife and that obnoxious nigger going at it. Whatever is going on, it is obvious that you and your wife don’t want people to know about it. We need to discuss this Jack and we need to talk money.”
The next event took place three weeks later. I received a call from Brian Moser asking me to have lunch with him. He got right to the point.
“For some time now I have suspected that your marriage to Gloria Stearns is a sham. I have always believed that she paid you to be her husband in name only so she could cheat the various charities and foundations out of the money that her father intended then to have. Now I have positive information that this is true. I know that you have been paid two point five million to take part in this sham.”
I started to say something but he cut me off.
“Don’t bother trying to deny it because I wouldn’t believe you anyway. The point is that I have enough proof to go to into court and show that Gloria Stearns is trying to defraud the Clayton Foundation and several other worthy charities. The purpose of this meeting is to get you on board.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Oh come come Jack, you aren’t stupid. My informant wants five million to testify to the scheme in court and while I personally believe that what he has to say is sufficient for my foundation to win I don’t like taking chances. If I have you on the stand telling the story it would be a slam-dunk. I’d rather give you the five million and have a sure thing than give it to my informant and have an uncertain outcome.”
“Let me see if I have this straight Mr. Moser. You will pay me five million dollars to get up on the witness stand and testify that my marriage to Gloria is phony?”
“That’s it in a nutshell Jack.”
“Well I’m sorry Mr. Moser, but that would be lying under oath and I can’t do that. Sorry.” I got up and left him sitting there.
Three weeks later Gloria was served papers. She was being sued by six foundations and three charities.
“Oh shit! What do I do now?”
“You get a good lawyer and you fight them. You take advantage of the of the time it takes a case to get to court and you use that time to get yourself pregnant.”
“Pregnant? Good God, are you crazy. Get pregnant at a time like this?”
“What better time? You have to have a child to meet the terms of your fathers will anyway so do it now.”
“But I didn’t plan on having the baby until we got closer to the five years.”
“Things change Glory.”
“No Jack, no. It is out of the question.”
“Think about it Glory. You have a completely valid marriage certificate following a wedding performed by an ordained minister and witnessed by over two hundred people. What you don’t have is any way to prove that the marriage was ever consummated. They will contend in court that it is a marriage in name only, that you and I conspired to defraud those charities by having a phony marriage. They will not believe either one of us when we say that we have a marriage that is complete in all aspects including sex. If you are pregnant you take that argument away from them. The only thing that they can claim then is that the child is not mine and a DNA test will shoot that argument down.”
“What you have to do is sit down, plot out your cycle and figure out when you are at your most fertile time and then for a week before and a week after we will fuck like bunnies. Only one thing. Don’t let Jumal know what we are doing because I don’t trust him not to try and interfere. It will be an ego thing with him. Maybe what we need to do is have you leave on a business trip of some sort and a day or two later I can meet you.”
“God Jack, I don’t know. I’m not ready. I knew I was going to have to do it, but I thought that I had lots of time yet.”
“Well, it is your money Glory, at least until the trial.”
It was stupid of me, but hey, it happens to almost everyone sooner or later. I fell in love. What was bad was that it was with my wife; the wife who was going to say goodbye to me when the five years were up.
Gloria decided that I was right and that she needed to move up her timetable for having a baby. She also agreed with me that it would be wise not to let Jumal know. The reason I gave her (his ego) for keeping him in the dark wasn’t my real reason, but Gloria didn’t know that and what’s more, I couldn’t let her find out the real reason. Gloria told Jumal that she had to go to Denver for business and would be gone for five days. The next day she caught a flight for Palm Springs. I waited a day and then I left for a business trip to Atlanta where I caught a flight the Springs.
The next six days were spent lying beside a pool and taking the sun during the day and enjoying the Palm Springs nightlife at night. And of course there was the sex. We made love on the average of five times a day. I knew that the sex, as enjoyable as it was and as much as Gloria seemed to enjoy it, was for the sole purpose of having the baby she needed to meet the terms of her father’s will. And I also knew that she felt guilty that she was doing it behind Jumal’s back.
Still, even knowing all that, I found that she could be passionate, inventive, and at times insatiable. She never got tired of my eating her pussy and always wanted me to start out our lovemaking sessions by doing it. She went crazy when I ate her after cumming in her; something that I had been reluctant to do until she pointed out that the stuff I could get to wasn’t going to go any farther into her anyway. She was smart, beautiful, and witty and by the end of our time alone with each other she owned me, body and soul.
Six days is all Gloria could arrange to be away from work and so our sexual meetings had to take place after we got back home. To keep Jumal in the dark as to what we were doing, even thought it tore Gloria up to do it, we fucked on either her desk or mine at work after everyone else had gone home and we did it every day right up to the day she told me that she was pregnant.