Let's go back 28 years

Sorry, watching Ashley suck my cock clean, while Julie licks my cum off her tits, always distracts me. Where were we?

Ah, yes. How did this happen.

Well, I am a genius. I have a PHD in chemistry. When I was in college, I lived with my best friend, Mark. He was a business major, working towards his MBA, while I worked on my PHD. I was in love. My girlfriend, Laura, lived with us. She was a stunning redhead, with a porn star body. She was loving and supportive. She liked Mark, but wasn't crazy about the revolving door of women that spent the night. As long as I've know Mark, he never had a girlfriend, but rarely slept alone.

But Laura and I put up with his antics, even talking to some of his conquests over breakfast, while he was still sleeping.

After College Mark and I started a business. It was successful. I did the science, he did the business. In that time Laura and I got married and had 2 daughters. They looked just like their mom.

Fast forward 20 years, we are in our early 40's. The business is a huge success and is about to go public. That's when the shit hit the fan. Suddenly I am suspected of embezzling money, selling to foreign entities, cheating on my wife and abusing her.

All at once, she is filling for divorce, I am on trial and I lose it all.

Laura gets everything, Mark takes over the company and I am off to prison for 5 year term.

My time in prison was nightmare. After my first year I find out my wife is getting remarried and of all people, it's to Mark.

I spend the next 4 years thinking and trying to figure things out. Since I know I didn't do any of the things I was accused of and I sat in court and listened to Mark and Laura and many others lie, well I had to have been set up.

I got out of prison last year, depressed and broke. My parole officer made things crystal clear. I was served with a restraining order, unable to go near my wife, or my 2 grown girls or Mark. If I did, I was going back in. Becky was 19 and her sister Fiona was 22. I haven't seen either in 5 years. They never visited me once.

I looked up Mark. Turns out after I went to prison, he and Laura made $900 million on the sale of our business. They were living in mansion in town.

Mark and Laura had to have set this all up. They must have been having an affair, but for how long. Damn, were they fucking when we were in college. My mind was going back, looking for tell tale signs. I mean, Mark didn't have a type, he fucked all kinds of women, but he often commented on Laura's beauty, her amazing tits and great ass.

I wanted ****!

So I stewed, and thought and planned my ****.

In my basement apartment I worked on my ****. Pete and Julie were nice to me. They knew who I was, but they were liberals who believed in second chances. Kevin and Ashley had never heard of me, but we didn't talk much.

I set up a lab in my laundry room and got to work. It took up all my spare time, but finally I was ready to try out my formula. It was Friday night, I was off for a week. I held the vile with the red liquid in it. I had done all the tests and calculated all the possibilities. I was sure it was going to work. I laid in bed, popped the cork and drank it all. I laid down, knowing it would knock me out for 11 hours.

I woke up at 7 am. My mind was a bit foggy, but that lifted by the time I got to the washroom. I stood in front of the mirror naked.