My girlfriend and I had been together for three years. We had gotten extremely close. We'd found an apartment together after being together for six months so we had been living together for two and a half years. So we were also very serious. We had been talking marriage. We both wanted kids. We both seemed to have the same dreams. I was 34 and she was 32.

I was was a supervisor in a factory with a dozen guys working under me. I did OK but my girlfriend was the real bread winner. She was an attorney. She had been with her law firm for six years and was on the verge of becoming a Jr. partner. We had talked about having kids and when that happened I was supposed to quit my job and become a house husband. While I was not fully comfortable with that idea it was the only way we saw for her to keep her position and have a family and she made more than double what I did and would double that again as a Jr. Partner.

Going back to her college days my girlfriend had used pot. She didn't use all the time. She was what she described as a recreational user, weekends only and usually she got high about two or three times a month on a Friday so that it was out of her system enough by Monday in case of a surprise drug test. She also supplied a few of her friends including another attorney and a couple of their staff. She was no big time dealer. She basically sold just to pay for her own. She'd by a bag, roll some joints and sell them and that paid for the joints and there was enough to pay for her own and that seemed to work for her. I didn't smoke anything and that included weed. I hated the stuff but didn't care if she used as long as I couldn't smell it on her when we were intimate. But I could appreciate the way she paid for her hobby. I did the exact same thing with my stamp collection. On the side I sold postage stamps to collectors and used that money to pay for my own collection. I was the nerd in the relationship and she was the hippy.

As I said, I had wanted a family and thought my girlfriend did as well. So one day I was emptying the trash and found a pregnancy test in the trash. I checked it out and found it was positive. WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A BABY! I was elated. I was going to be a dad! I wanted to celebrate. But then I realized that she must have known for the better part of the day and hadn't said anything. I figured she was probably planning to surprise me. When she finally got home I was on edge and beside myself waiting for her to make the announcement. The announcement never came. Still I waited patiently. The next day came and went and no announcement. I was confused. So the next night at dinner I brought up the subject. She seemed a little surprised and off put that I had found the test but then explained it away as belonging to a friend and not her and it was her friend who was pregnant. I had never heard of that particular friend and tried to ask her about it but she abruptly changed the topic.

I was sunk and disappointed and more than a bit depressed. But my gut told me that something wasn't quite right. So I decided to do some snooping while my girlfriend was at work. She always worked later than I did. My work schedule was six A.M to 4 P.M. Her's was 9 A.M to 6 P.M.

So I had about two hours to snoop. It took a while but I found it buried in some papers piled up on her desk. It was paperwork from an abortion clinic and my girlfriend was listed as the patient. There was no question. The procedure listed was an abortion. The baby would have been a girl. I did more snooping.

My girlfriend was a genius at the law and making arguments. But technology was my forte. I hacked her computer and found emails and other communications between her and her friends. In her emails to her friends she talked about lying to me about wanting kids and had never intended to have kids. She talked about not really loving me but how I was a good fuck so she was keeping me around. She talked about how I embarrassed her socially and that was why she lied to me about a handful of social engagements that she attended but told me she was working late at the office. She wrote about how she had planned our love making around her period to avoid pregnancy but it backfired so she was now on birth control to make sure she never got pregnant again. I couldn't believe she was talking about our personal intimate lives with her office staff via emails from her home computer. She even talked about keeping me around until "something better" came alone, like a wealthy businessman. She said in emails to several of her associates that she had no intention of ever getting married to me.

So I was nothing but a good fuck to her, a pet so to speak.

I was beyond devastated. My whole life at that point was a lie, a worthless lie. I became incredibly depressed. I even contemplated suicide. Then I became angry and furious. I considered killing her, slowly, making her scream in agony before mercifully ending her.

But my brain regained control and as they say, revenge is best served cold, icy cold. I played it very cool for the next few days. I had to formulate a plan. Revenge was the agenda but I needed it to be a special kind of revenge, a revenge that would totally destroy every aspect of her life. I continued to hack her computer, installing a key stroke recorder to more easily document everything she did on line from home. I also hacked her company laptop doing the same.

The plan was to destroy her career so it could never recover. Then to destroy her social life and finally ruin her financially and destroy her reputation from a legal standpoint and if possible have her sent to prison. I researched as many of her coworkers at the law firm as I could. I found that the two most senior partners were extremely conservative and had donated large sums to a congressman and senator in our state who were extreme pro life activists. Hacking into my girlfriend's work laptop I sent an email from her to all the senior partners asking them to join her in a pro choice rally and included in the email a scanned copy of her abortion records from the abortion clinic. The next thing I did was sent the judge and opposing attorney's and CC to the senior partner's all her files on her biggest criminal cases including strategies. All of which could get her disbarred not to mention cost her a Jr. partnership and and likely her job. Again impersonating her I sent emails to all her female coworkers, especially the ones subordinate to her attaching nude photos of her and a video of her naked while masturbating and saying "I need you to eat me out so badly!" She had made the video for me when we first met. In the email, impersonating her, I told those female coworkers that I was really a lesbian and had a crush on them and if they wanted to get ahead in the firm they would have sex with my girlfriend. Finally, I sent an email from her work computer offering to sell pot to to several employees of the law firm including the ones I already knew she was selling to. I called in sick that day had all my stuff in a rented truck inside of an hour. Not a lot of what was in our place actually belonged to me and now I am glad she didn't buy me a lot of stuff. Mostly it was my clothes, a few boxes of keepsakes and photo albums, my computer, tools etc and stamp collection. I had cleaned my stuff out. The last thing I did as I drove away was call the police to tell her where my girlfriend's stash was.

Everything went as well as expected, in fact, even better than expected. My girlfriend was fired from the firm. She was disbarred. She was arrested for drug dealing. She was sued for sexual harassment. She was evicted from her apartment. She had her Mercedes repossessed. But it gets better. When a report of her antics made it to the newspapers, three women stepped forward and filed charges against her for sexually assaulting them when they were children when she baby sat them. The law firm investigated and discovered she had embezzled from the law firm and clients.

That did it. Altogether she could have been sentenced to over 100 years but got a break and was sentenced to 20 years. She ended up doing ten years. A few years later I saw her pushing a shopping cart filled with what appeared to be all her worldly possessions. I almost didn't recognize her. She was no where near the store whose logo appeared on the shopping cart. I had long since gotten over my anger. In fact I hadn't thought of her in years. I almost didn't recognize her. Had I still been angry I would have been tempted to call the police regarding her stealing the shopping cart. But she was no longer anything to me. In fact, I can't even remember her name.

Brandy was my rebound girlfriend. Brandy was loyal like a puppy dog. She actually apologized for not being careful when she got pregnant. I put my hand on her mouth and got down on one knee and told her I loved her and wanted to be the father of her child and proposed marriage right on the spot. She cried and three months later we were married. Brandy gave me two more children and we are still married and happy. So my rebound girlfriend became the love of my life and my soul mate. Brandy nursed my heart back and filled it with joy again. Brandy is the girl I will never forget. She is the girl I would take a bullet for and she would be worthy of that sacrifice.