“Yes sir. My wife came home earlier with this man.” I pointed them out. “They told me they had been having an affair for about a year and wanted to take the next step. Not only did they intend to continue, they wanted me to condone it. Even participate to some degree. The words they used were they wanted me to be a willing cuckold. They expected me to be excited about it. After they confessed, I told them to get out. I ordered Robinson to leave the house. I told my wife to pack her clothes and go with him. They refused. So I called these people as witnesses and then called 911.” The officer looked dumbfounded.
“Why did they think you would go along with them cheating?” he asked. I told them my wife had come across parts of erotic stories on my computer. Some of them had a cheating theme.
“One of my hobbies is to write stories and publish them on an erotic story website.” I said.
“You were serious about that?” Judy asked, laughing. “I thought you were just bullshitting me!” I shook my head as she stood laughing. “So the bitch saw them and then came clean she was cheating thinking it was one of your fantasies? Oh this is rich!” Even the two cops had slight smiles on their faces.
“He can’t kick me out! This is my house too and I invited Greg.” Sharon declared. “Dave can leave if he wants. I know what I read on his computer. He’s a cuck at heart. He’ll come crawling back to me because he knows I’ll fulfill his fantasies. There’s no reason for you all to be here. We can handle this privately.”
I had not heard or seen John answer the door. George Adams was standing inside. John explained, “I called George on my way over. I thought maybe a lawyer would be needed.”
George was the lawyer John and I used for our construction business. His partner had written up our prenups. He knew all my legal business. “Actually Dave is the sole owner of this house. He built it before you married. He can make you leave if he wants. It would probably be in your best interests to do so. If, for instance, there was some damage done he might accuse you of vandalism. I also know there is an ironclad prenuptial agreement in place.” *
Greg’s phone rang again. It had rang three times but he had denied the calls. This time he answered. “I can’t talk right now. I’ve got something to take care of. Dave Owens is making all kinds of accusations about Sharon and me.”
We could all hear Melinda’s voice as she said, “You better fucking talk to me! I’m on my way home. And if half of what Dave says is true I’ll have your balls!” I could see smirks appear on faces around the room.
“Dave has absolutely no proof Sharon and I had an affair. No pictures, no eyewitness, nothing.” he said. His face fell when I began the playback of my recording. ” That is not real proof we ever had sex. Yes, after Sharon saw those files on his computer she wanted to do her best to meet Dave’s secret desires. I was amused at the idea so I went along. But that recording is not gonna be allowed in court anyway. I know my rights. I have the right to privacy. He did not tell me he was recording.” This last was delivered like a drowning man gasping for straws.
“Actually, in this state only one party has to be aware a conversation is being recorded.” George said.”And if there is an admission of infidelity on it, that will satisfy the court.” Greg’s face fell.
Judy and Rachael made short work of packing Sharon’s clothes into her car and Greg’s. They drove away. Watching them go, the police left as well. Before leaving, the second cop, a nice looking woman, handed me her card. “I’d love to read some of those stories. Call me with the website, okay?” She winked.
Judy saw the exchange. “Sounds like an opportunity. She’s sexy. I bet she has a hot body under that uniform. I’d do her.” she said. I told her I’m sure she would. “Hey, she has her own handcuffs. Could be something kinky you can use in one of your stories.”
“Don’t forget to have a block put on your bank and investment accounts.” George advised.
“On my list to do. First thing is to cancel our credit card. I better do that right now. She might try to stick me with the hotel bill. She’s probably already planning to stay in the most expensive place in town on my dime.” I said. I reported the card stolen so it would be denied. I told customer service I also wanted to take Sharon off the account. They would mail me a replacement card in a few days. I called Melinda who I knew was driving home and advised her to do the same thing.
I was right. Sharon called me thirty minutes later. “You son of a bitch! You canceled my credit card didn’t you? It was damn embarrassing to have it denied.” I asked her why she wasn’t staying at the Robinson’s house with Greg. “Melinda is driving back. He doesn’t want to face her tonight. We stopped there so he could grab some clothes and he came with me. His cards won’t work either!” I began to chuckle.
“You really fucked up a good thing!” Sharon said. “I don’t buy that shit claim that the stuff I found was only for stories you were writing. That may be part of it but I know you are a cuck at heart. You let Judy do it, lesbian or not. And you stayed friends. You’d go back to her if she let you. You’ll come around. Sex with me was probably the best you ever had in your life. You’re not gonna find anybody who can rock your boat like I can. I’m hot and you know it. I leave you wasted every time we fuck. You’ll miss it. Then you’ll call me and beg me to come back. And if you are sweet enough when you beg, I just might.” She hung up.
I’d had a long, exhausting day. I knew I should be keyed up with the implosion of my marriage, but I was strangely content. I realized although I had no idea she was cheating, I was mentally prepared to react. I wondered if Sharon had always been a slut. She’d kept her sexual history a secret. I wondered if there was a good reason for that. I guess I was not so emotionally invested in the marriage after all. She obviously wasn’t. I slept like a baby.
I hated taking time away from work to take care of the business of divorce. Fortunately most of it could be done by phone. George and his partner took care of the legal aspects. Judy and Rachael stopped by a few times to check on me and once brought me food. They wanted links to my stories.
“Damn! You don’t have any lesbian stories!” Judy groused. I told her I did not know enough about lesbian mentality to write about it. I suggested she ought to ‘school me’. “Not gonna happen.” she answered. I did get decent reviews from them as they began to read through my shorter stories.
I was surprised to hear from Sharon again the next Sunday. I’d put in several hours finalizing the changes on the two houses. I found an envelope taped to my front door. I opened it wondering what she had to say.
“I am amazed you have not called me. I bet your balls are full unless you have been jerking off. You’ve never gone this long without cumming since I’ve known you. Are you developing callouses on your hands? I can fix that. All you have to do is phone and I’ll be right over to fix you up. Well, you’ll have to follow my rules.. I’ve been doing more reading. I’ve learned a lot about female led relationships. I think you’d love that. You’d have the perfect stress relief when you got home from work. The boss at work and my slave at night.”