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Jupiter Construction is a flourishing business. It’s central office is normally a hot bed of bustling activity. In the construction industry time is money, so six days a week the work day begins before 7:00 AM and often continues until after 10:00 at night. Sunday is the exception. On Sundays the office is generally deserted. This was a typical Sunday morning. As I sat at my desk the soothing silence surrounding me provided a welcome respite from the the growing crisis in my personal life. I took a few minutes to enjoy the comforting environment and then I took out my pocket recorder, turned it on, set it on my desk in front of me and listened. Pete Munson’s conversation with his friend Mitch had been captured perfectly. Listening once more to Munson gloating about his recent activities with my wife reinforced my determination to extract a pound of flesh from the vile bastard’s slimy hide. As soon as the recording ended I picked up my cell phone, found the number for Dana Munson’s cell phone and called her. Dana Munson and I actually were close business associates. I talked to her about the specifications for parts that Jupiter Construction was ordering Kendall Metal Fabricating at least three or four times a week. She answered on the third ring. “Frankie Reese, Jupiter must be facing a pretty tough deadline if you’re working on Sunday morning.” Her caller id had apparently identified me. “Dana, I’m sorry to bother you on Sunday morning.” “It’s okay Frankie, actually I’m in the office right now. This is the height of the road repair season. We have the plant working three shifts. We can’t even keep up with the demand for steel expansion plates.” Laughing, she added, “Besides, Jupiter is our best customer. If it’s necessary, you can call me in the middle of the night.” There was a pause. I was trying to think of a tactful way to begin an extremely unpleasant discussion. After a moment Dana said, “So Frankie, what can I do for you?” Taking a deep breath, I said, “Actually Dana, I’m not calling you about a business issue. This is personal.” “Frankie, I don’t understand.” “Dana, yesterday afternoon I found out that your husband is having an affair with my wife.” “Pete and Katie?” Dana was acquainted with my wife. Katie and I had attended two dinner parties put on by Kendall Metal Fabricating. “Yes There was another pause, only this one was much longer. Finally Dana said, “How is that possible? They’ve never met. Katie has been to a couple of our social functions, but it’s been several years since Pete’s attended one of them.” “They met at Brady’s Saloon. I don’t think either of them are aware that you and I have a connection.” “Pete does frequent Brady’s and I know that he doesn’t talk much about the family business. He generally tries to pass himself off as a big time attorney. It’s likely that he’s never even mentioned Kendall Metal Fabricating to your wife.” Suddenly Dana asked, “Frankie, why is your wife hanging out at a place like Brady’s?” “She goes there every Friday night with the other secretaries at that insurance office where she works.” “I see.” Dana thought for a moment and then she said, “Frankie, what makes you think Pete and Katie are having an affair? I mean it doesn’t surprise me to hear that my husband is involved with another woman. Our marriage has become a sham. I’ve suspected that he was cheating on me for several years. But Katie, she seems like such a nice girl and the two of you always appeared to be so happy. Are you sure about this?” “Yes Dana, I’m certain.” “Do you have proof?” I have some, but I’d like to have more and I have a plan.” “What proof do you have?” I quickly outlined the events of the past few months. When I told her about Katie coming in at 3:15 Saturday morning and described her disheveled appearance Dana sighed and said, “Oh dear, Frankie that must have been difficult.” I agreed that şişli escort it was and then I went on to explain that I used to hang out at Brady’s before I got married and still knew a number of people who worked there. I told her about yesterday’s visit and what I’d learned about my wife’s behavior in the bar. Then I finished by telling her about her husband’s conversation with his friend Mitch.” When I was done Dana sighed and said, “I’m sorry Frankie, my husband has turned into a real S.O.B.. I sure would have liked to have heard that conversation.” “You can.” “What do you mean?” “I recorded it.” “You recorded it?” “Yes. I just listened to it a few minutes ago.” “Could I listen to it?” “I think you should.” “Where could I meet you?” “Why don’t I come to your office.” “Frankie, would you? That would be wonderful.” “Are you busy right now? I could be there in twenty minutes.” “I’m not doing anything that can’t wait. I’ll be in my office. The front door is unlocked. You know the way, don’t you.” “Yes, I know how to get to your office.” “Frankie, my dad is here. Would you mind if I asked him to join us?” “No Dana, not at all. In fact, I think it would be a good idea.” I knew that Arthur Kendall had the financial and legal resources necessary to mount a serious attack. “Dana, I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” “Thank you Frankie, my dad and I will be waiting for you.” After ending the call, I put my cell phone and the voice recorder into my briefcase and hurried out of the office. Adrenalin was pumping through my veins. I was about to hang Mr. Peter Munson. The door to the main offices of Kendall Metal Fabricating was unlocked. As I crossed the deserted reception area I could hear voices coming from several offices. While the clerical staff all seemed to be off, it was clear that the managers at this firm were all working on Sunday morning. When I arrived at Dana Munson’s office, I found the door open. She was seated at her desk. Her father, Arthur Kendall was sitting next to her desk. As soon as they saw me come in they both stood up. Arthur Kendall stepped towards me with his hand extended. “Frank, it’s nice to see you again. Thanks for coming over here this morning.” As I shook his hand, I said, “It’s nice to see you too Arthur. I wish the circumstances were better.” Nodding, he said, “Yes, Dana has filled me in on the details of your telephone conversation.” He gestured towards the chair next to the one he’d been occupying. “Please sit down.” As I was sitting down I glanced over at Dana. Pete Munson was a fool. His wife was a gorgeous woman. She was much older than Katie, maybe mid forties, but like many wealthy women the advantages of beauty spas, health clubs and personal trainers had had their effect. Despite her age she was as desirable and attractive as many women ten to twenty years younger than she was. Dana was taller than Katie, maybe five foot seven or eight and larger busted too. While my wife wasn’t a small breasted woman, Dana Munson was definitely well endowed. They were both brunettes and wore their hair shoulder length. They both also had a twinkle in their eyes and an endearing smile that I found delightfully attractive. As soon as I was seated Arthur Kendall and Dana both sat down. Once we were all settled Arthur said, “Dana told me that you had some sort of recording.” “Yes, yesterday at Brady’s Saloon I was seated at the bar two stools away from Pete. He was bragging to his friend about his affair with my wife.” Opening my briefcase, I took out the miniature recorder and set it on Dana’s desk. “I had this hidden underneath a cocktail napkin. I recorded the entire conversation.” “May we listen to it?” “That’s why I’m here.” I turned on the recorder. It took about five minutes to listen to the entire conversation. When Munson started talking about his wife and the family business I glanced over mecidiyeköy escort at Dana. There was a tear rolling down her cheek. Next to me I noticed that her father was steaming. The last part of the recording was mostly about Pete’s efforts to make a chump out of me. As soon as it ended Arthur Kendall said, “Frank I apologize. My son-in-law is a real asshole.” Looking at his daughter, he said, “I’m sorry sweetheart, he is. We’ve both known that for a long time, it’s just been hard for you to admit it.” “I know dad. I can’t help it, I fell in love with him. I know it was a mistake, a horrible mistake. I’ve known it for a long time. It’s just been so hard to finally acknowledge that I was a colossal fool.” She turned to me. “Frank, my father is absolutely correct. Pete is, as he put it, an asshole. He’s mean, vindictive, egotistical and self centered.” She sighed, “But there’s something about him that makes him absolutely irresistible. I’m sure you’ve heard that some women are attracted to bad boys. I’m one of those women and it appears that your wife is too. Pete is the baddest of the bad boys.” Shaking her head, she said, “At least your wife had the good sense to marry a nice guy. She’s just playing with the bastard. I stupidly married the son of a bitch.” She pause for a moment and then in a voice tinged with sadness she added, “But I suppose your wife’s decision to get involved with Pete has pretty much destroyed your marriage.” Nodding, I said, “Yes, I think it will be hard for me to ever trust her again.” Dana smiled. It wasn’t a smile of happiness, it was a smile of resignation. “So what do we do?” Her father looked at her. “Are you ready to divorce him?” “Yes, for years I’ve suspected that he’s been cheating on me, but I’ve never been confronted with proof. That made it easier to ignore it. Now that I know for sure, well when you add infidelity to his other faults there isn’t much reason to try to save the marriage.” Dana took a deep breath and sat up in her chair. Staring into her father’s eyes, she said, “Now that I do know the truth, I’m angry. Daddy I want to fry the son of a bitch.” The vindictiveness in her voice sent a chill up my spine. Slowly shaking his head, Arthur Kendall said, “All right, how should we do it?” He picked up my recorder. “This is damning evidence, but you made the recording in a public place without Pete’s permission. I’m not sure it’s admissible as evidence in a court of law.” Nodding, I answered, “No, I don’t think it is either, but I have an idea.” “What’s your idea?” “Your son-in-law wants to humiliate me by having sex with my wife in our bed. I think I should give him the opportunity.” Mr. Kendall smiled. “You’re thinking about setting him up.” “That’s exactly what I want to do. I’m reasonably certain that anything I record inside my own house can be used in court.” “I think you’re right, but I’ll check with my lawyers to make sure. What’s your plan?” “You know that bridge we’re building in Kansas City.” “Yes of course, were supplying most of the expansion plates, joints and trusses for it.” “This morning I told my wife that we’re having problems with that bridge. Right now she thinks I’m in my office trying to work out solutions to the problems.” “I assume that everything with the bridge is actually just fine.” “Yes, everything is right on schedule. We aren’t having any problems at all. This is just a ploy.” “And a damned good one too.” Mr. Kendall smiled for a moment and then he asked, “what’s the rest of the plan?” “Tomorrow, when I get home from work I’m going to tell Katie that I have to make an emergency trip to Kansas City on Wednesday morning and I won’t be back until Thursday afternoon.” Grinning, Mr. Kendall said, “And when your wife tells my sleazeball son-in-law he’ll jump at the chance to get her in your bed.” “That’s what I’m hoping will happen.” “What about the video recording? We can’t afford any mistakes. How do you plan to handle that? Are you going to set it up?” “No, I don’t feel competent with surveillance equipment, but I think I’ve hired someone who is.” “Who?” “Wheeler Home Security.” “How did you find them?” “On the Internet.” “So you really don’t know much about them.” “Not really, but I hope they’re good. Yesterday afternoon I gave Jeff Wheeler a thousand dollar deposit. I really didn’t know what else to do.” Mr. Kendall nodded. “Yes, this is a difficult situation. We’re definitely in uncharted waters here. I’ll have my attorneys check them out this afternoon. If they’re not good, we’ll find someone who is. Oh and don’t worry, I want to cover all of the expenses. I’ll get a check to you tomorrow to reimburse you for the thousand dollars.” “Sir, you don’t have to do that.” “I know I don’t, but I want to do it. Frank, I can easily afford it and honestly this is even more important to me than it is to you.” I smiled. “Thank you sir.” Mr. Kendall stood up. “If you’ll excuse me, I’d like to make some phone calls. Frank, we need to stay in close contact over the next few days. I believe that you have Dana’s phone number and she has yours.” As I stood up, I answered, “Yes.” He turned to his daughter. “Dana, you’re going to be our communication link for this project.” “That’s fine dad.” There was a look of profound sadness in Dana’s eyes. Turning back to me, Mr. Kendall said, “Frank, I’m sure we’ll be seeing quite a bit of each other over the next few days.” “Yes sir, I’m sure we will.” “Thank you for coming to see us.” “I’d like to say it was a pleasure, but…” My voice trailed off.” “I understand.” After a short pause followed by a sigh Mr. Kendall said, “Thanks for coming anyway”, and then he turned and walked out the door. As soon as he was gone I turned to Dana. “I’d better be going too.” Her eyes glistening with fresh tears, Dana looked up at me and smiled. It was forced smile. In a tentative voice, she said, “Yes, I suppose so.” It was an awkward situation. Both of us were obviously hurting and had so much that we wanted to say to each other, but it was difficult. While we were friends we weren’t close friends. We were business associates who had become friends. Baring our hearts to each other didn’t seem appropriate. Still… For a moment I stood in front of Dana. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t know how or what to say. Finally I just smiled at her and turned. As I started to walk out the door she said, “Frankie, wait. Don’t go.” I stopped and turned around again. “Please, I need to talk and I think you might be the only person who can understand.” Dana stood up and walked around her desk. She really was a beautiful woman. Standing next to the chair where her father had been sitting, she said, “I’d appreciate it if we could sit together for a few minutes.” I nodded. She sat down. I followed her lead. After a few seconds of silence Dana quietly said, “Right now I feel angry and hurt.” She paused for a moment and then she added, “But mostly I feel sad, so very very sad.” “Do you still love him?” After taking a second to consider my question Dana shook her head. “No, I don’t. I haven’t loved Pete for a very long time. Actually I’m not sure that I ever loved him. Pete’s not the kind of man that women love.” “If you never loved him, why did you marry him?” “Because I was in lust with him. Frankie, I mentioned this earlier. My husband has an animal magnetism that is irresistible to some women. I met him at a party. He was in law school and I was working on my masters degree in business administration. I was immediately drawn to him.” Looking at me, Dana said, “Frankie, please excuse me. I don’t mean to shock you or offend you, but if you’re going to understand, I need to be candid.” I nodded. “Go ahead, we’re both adults.” “The moment I met him my pussy started to tingle.” Dana watched me to see how I reacted to her graphic statement. While I was surprised, I managed to quell my initial disquiet and smile at her. She smiled back.

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