I stood in front of the door, reflecting back on my life. I was sixty-seven years old, had been married to the love of my life, and had two wonderful children as well as five grandchildren. My life was as good as it could have ever been. My wife Maggie was a saint all through our marriage. She stayed at home and took care of the kids and the house, never a complaint came from her.
I have stood in front of this door many times in my life. Sometimes in anger, sometimes in dread. Sometimes I stand here with anxiety wondering what will happen when I come through. I just never know from one day to the next what will happen as I step through. As I stepped through the door it was eerily quiet. Then I heard the inevitable sound, "All rise. The honorable Judge Jeffrey Stone presiding."
I walked to my bench, high above the rest of the room. Looking out over the room. A man and his lawyer to one side, a woman and her lawyer to the other. The court stenographer, bailiff, and clerk were all in the room as well. "Be seated," I said as I took my seat. I looked at the case file before me and flipped it over, reading the information within. Seems the husband is seeking a divorce.
"Your honor, the case of Sullivan vs Sullivan," said the clerk.
I looked up at the people gathered. "OK, Mr. Sullivan, you are seeking a divorce on the grounds of irreconcilable differences. With the division of assets as a 50-50 split, as well as joint custody of the minor children. Is that correct?" I asked.
Mr. Sullivan leaned forward towards the mic on the table and said, "That's correct your honor."
I looked over at the opposing side. "Mr. Snyder, does your client agree to these terms?"
He stood up and said, "She does not your honor. She does not wish for a divorce and wants to seek counseling to try and reconcile to save their marriage."
I looked out over both parties, Mr. Sullivan was whispering to his lawyer. "I am inclined to agree that counseling is needed as I am all for saving any marriage if at all possible," I said.
Mr. Sullivan's lawyer stood up and said, "Your honor, we wish to withdraw the petition for divorce at this time."
"Well, I have never seen something work out quite this well, this fast. However, if that is what you wish then, the case is dismissed." I banged the gavel. I watched as the wife stood smiling, she started to walk towards her husband to hug him, but he ignored her completely and just walked out of the room. She stood there dumbfounded and started to cry. I had a feeling this was not the last I would see of these two.
I made my way back to my chambers and plopped down into my chair. On my desk sat a picture of my wife and children when they were younger. I picked it up and looked at it. They were so young and innocent. It makes me sad to see people like those two who have children having to go through something like this.
I picked up the phone and dialed the number for my daughter, it rang several times before she answered it. "Hello darling, I was just calling to see how you were doing."
"Hi Dad, I'm doing OK I guess. How about you?" she replied.
"I'm doing good, darling, but you don't sound like you are doing OK what's going on with you?" I asked.
She let out a sigh and started sobbing a bit. "Oh, Daddy, Michael and I are having problems. I think we may end up getting divorced. He has been so distant lately. Always working, never having any time. I don't know what to do."
"I'm sorry to hear that, sweetheart. Have you tried talking to him? Perhaps going to counseling. Marriage takes a lot of work, it's not something that you can just let sit idly by and hope it all works out." I told her. "Just look at your mom and me. We had plenty of ups and downs, but we never drifted too far away because we worked every day. We had communication. You need to tell him how you feel. You need to make him understand."
"I know, Dad. You and Mom were the greatest parents anyone could ever ask for. I have tried talking to him, he just doesn't seem to want to listen," she said.
"Then you make him listen. Do whatever it takes. Do not give up. Put it into a letter or an email. Whatever it takes to make him listen and understand how you feel," I told her.
"OK, Dad, I’ll try that. Thank you for listening and making me feel better. You always know how to make my day a little better. I love you, Dad," she told me.
"I love you too darling. Call me if you need anything," I said.
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A week later I stood in front of those doors again and I just had this feeling of anxiety. I felt as if this was going to be a rough day. I walked in, "All rise, the honorable Judge Jeffery Stone presiding."
I took the walk to my bench and sat, "Be seated." I looked out at the people and sure enough, they were back again. I looked at the case file flipping it open. Divorce on the ground of infidelity. Well, this just escalated pretty fast. Well, this was New York after all you can do that as long as there is proof anyway.
I looked up, "So I see we're back again. Mr. Sullivan, Divorce on the grounds of infidelity. I assume, Mr. Write that you and your client have proof of this infidelity?" I asked.
He stood up holding a thick envelope, "We do, your honor." He handed it to the bailiff who brought it to me and placed it on my bench.
I looked at Mr. Sullivan. "Why did you first attempt to divorce on grounds of irreconcilable differences then decide to drop and change to infidelity if you had all the evidence to begin with," I asked him.
"Your honor, I am not a malicious person. I did not want to let the public know what she had done. I wanted to give her a fair deal. However, since she decided she did not want to take the fair deal, I felt I had no choice but to go this way and make it public knowledge of what she had done," he said.
I looked over to Mrs. Sullivan's side of the room, "Well, counselor, what does your client have to say now?"
He stood up, "Your honor my client has her own evidence that her husband was cheating as well. She knew he had been sleeping around for some time and that was the sole reason she started having an affair to begin with. We have the evidence here." He hands the bailiff the evidence to bring to me.
"I see," I said. Grabbing the envelopes of evidence in my hand, “If you knew he was cheating why not just go for a divorce yourself? Why cheat? You do know that two wrongs do not make a right? The only ones truly getting hurt in all of this are your children. I promise you I will do whatever I deem best for their sake.”
Her lawyer stood, “Your honor, Mrs. Sullivan still loves her husband despite what he has done and does not want a divorce. She only gathered the evidence to confront him. Since he is pushing the issue she felt she had no choice but to bring forth the evidence of his own infidelity.”
I let out a sigh, “Very well, I will need some time to go over this. We will re-convene in one hour. The court is in recess." I banged the gavel and everyone filed from the room.
I walked into my chambers and tossed the envelopes on my desk. I poured myself a glass of cold water from the mini fridge and sat down to get started. The first thing that jumped out at me was the pictures, there were dozens of them. They showed Mrs. Sullivan and her lover in various stages of dress as well as various stages of coitus.
I grabbed the PI report and read over it. It seemed that the investigation lasted over a period of three months. I will never understand why any husband or wife depending on the aggrieved party would want to wait that amount of time. It just never made sense to me to put yourself through that much extra torture. The cheaters met twice a week during the evenings. Once during a "cliché" girls' night out each week and of course the obligatory working late to get stuff done.
It seemed that there was a video as well. I went to the couch and put the DVD into the player. Well, I thought nothing like watching homemade porn on the job. I hit the play button and my senses were immediately assaulted with the hairy ass of a man pounding into Mrs. Sullivan. They sounded like two animals rutting around in the wild. There was definitely no love involved in what the two of them were doing in this first clip.
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She lies on top of the bed looking up at him with hungry eyes. She wiggled her finger at him seducing him and calling him to her. “Come on, stud, come and claim your prize.”
He slowly crawled up the bed toward her. He grabbed her panties and ripped them from her. Kissing his way up her leg to her thigh. He could smell the arousal coming from her hot, moist hole. She was dripping wet and aching for him. His tongue darted out lapping at her folds, tasting the nectar that flooded out from within.
She let out a squeal of delight, “Ohhh don’t tease me, lover. I need you so bad right now.”
He had a wicked grin on his face as he thrust his tongue deep into her over-stimulated hole pulling the juices from her. He lapped at her like a man dying from thirst. He closed his mouth over her clit and sucked as his tongue flicked over it. She arched her back and let out a loud piercing scream as she orgasmed hard.
When she had finally come down from her high he made his way up her body he kissed her passionately. She could taste her own juices on his lips. She felt the tip of his engorged rod at her entrance begging to come into the holy land. With one thrust, he was inside and they both felt the immense pleasure that they had been longing for. He started slowly thrusting his rod in and out increasing the speed each time until he was jackhammering into her. She was screaming out her pleasure as her nails dug into his back. It felt like an eternity, but at the same time only a moment and they were both exploding in ecstasy as they collapsed on the bed holding each other close.
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When they had finished rutting around, they lay together on the bed. The man asked her, "So does your wimp husband fuck you as good as I do?"
She let out a chuckle. "Nowhere near as good as you. I mean, he's not bad. He's gentle and loving just not as good and does not give me the amount of orgasms that you do."
He laughed at that, "Maybe you should cut the cuck off for a while and he will get the picture that you need better."
"I have already cut him down to once every couple of weeks. Unless he starts whining about it of course. But lately, he hasn't even bothered to try. He has not really paid much attention to me or the brats. I have to pawn them off on his parents whenever I need to get away from the house."
I hit the stop button. I had heard more than enough of this crap. I hated cheaters, I really did. However, nothing angered me more than someone mistreating children. Especially when those children were their own.
I then took the time to look over the wife's evidence, it was no better than what hers was. At least hers was with one person, the husband was caught with about 10 different women. He could be heard on the video saying some pretty horrible things about his wife as well as the kids that just made my blood boil.
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He had pushed the door open as he kissed the blond girl. They stumbled into the room without much care as to where they were going or who was watching them. They had managed to get to the bed and the blond stopped kissing him so that she could slide her dress off. “Like, ain’t you married mister?”
“Yeah. Who cares. She's a frigid cow anyways. I could get better sex out of a corpse than I could from her,” he told the blond girl.
The girl laughed, “She that much of a dud huh? Well don't worry, I can rock your world baby.” She let the dress fall to the ground. It was clear that she had been expecting to get a little tonight from someone as she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. “Now let’s take care of this bug guy here.” The blond girl dropped to her knees and fished his cock from his pants. It was already hard and waiting.
She licked his glans tasting the pre-cum that was oozing out. “Mmm… yummy.” She giggled. She slowly sank her mouth over his cock getting deeper and deeper. She apparently had no gag reflex as she was able to press her nose right up to his abdomen. She started to suck, twist and slobber all over his cock giving him one of the sloppiest blowjobs anyone could ever imagine. It didn’t take long before he was shooting a load deep into her throat. She managed to swallow most of it and licked up what little had escaped.
By the time she shucked the rest of his clothes from his body, he was already hard once more. He pushed her onto the bed and without any care or concern for her plowed his cock into her and started thrusting in and out. He managed to last for about five minutes before he filled her with his white goo. She was screaming out her orgasm as she felt his cum filling her insides.
He collapsed on the bed exhausted and closed his eyes. “Hey don’t ya havta get back ta your kids or somethin?” she asked him.
“Na, my folks are watching those brats for the night. I think anyway. I don't care.”
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I made a phone call to the parents of Mr. Sullivan asking them to come into the court for the decision I was about to make. They told me they could be there in ten minutes. I sat there deliberating on what I was going to do until the hour was up.
I made my way through the doors, "All rise, the honorable Judge Jeffery Stone presiding."
I sat down in my chair. The anger inside me rolled, but I kept my professional face on at all times. That was who I was when I stepped through those doors. "You may be seated." I looked out over the room and saw the same people, as well as the parents of Mr. Sullivan sitting in the back of the room.
"I have looked over all of the evidence presented to me, and I must say I am shocked, appalled, and just plain disgusted by what I witnessed on those DVDs. I cannot at this time come to a decision, other factors must be taken in. At this time I have to think of the best interest of both children. I looked at Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan the elders, could you folks approach the bench, please? Councilors if you please. With both councilors and the grandparents before me, I asked, “Would the two of you be willing to take temporary custody of the children? I feel at this time that this would be in their best interest. I will need to have an investigation through CPS ordered.”
“Yes your honor, I love those children. What my ungrateful son and daughter-in-law are doing to this family is disgusting and do not think the children need to be around it,” said the grandmother. The grandfather nodded his head in agreement.
“Very well, you may be seated. I feel at this time they would be best off living with the grandparents. I am giving them temporary custody and placement of both children until this whole matter can be resolved.
Both parents immediately jumped up and started to object. I banged my gavel on the desk rather hard and loud, almost snapping it in two. "I will have order in my courtroom. That is my decision and it is final. Another outburst like that and you will all be held in contempt of court. Now sit down.
"The parents shall have supervised visitations one hour a week at the grandparent's discretion and preferably at separate times. However, before that starts I wish to speak with both children myself. Can you bring them here tomorrow morning for a meeting with me?" I asked.
"That will not be a problem, your honor. We will have to pull them from school for a while but I'm sure that will be ok. They are very smart children and can catch up easily," said Mrs. Sullivan.
"Then we will see you tomorrow morning. Court is adjourned," I said banging my gavel as I rose from the bench.
I went into my chambers and sat at my desk. I looked at the picture of my wife that sat on my desk, I couldn't help but smile remembering the first time I ever laid eyes on her back in my senior year of college. Walking across the campus to a class with an armload of books and I tripped over my own feet. Books went flying everywhere. I heard giggling and I looked up, there she was, the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. She had bent over to help me pick up my books and asked me if I was ok. I laughed at my own clumsiness and told her I was fine. I knew from that moment on we were destined to be together. It was a year later that we were married and I had just passed the bar to start practicing law. Time sure does fly by.