Chapter 3
Jason
It was late in the afternoon when Jerry, the President of Acquisitions called to tell me he would not be going on the trip with me and Lindsy. He told me that he has already sealed the deal. It will be my job to deliver the deal to the ownership of the manufacturing business we are acquiring.
It will be my job to check all the numbers of the deal, insure everything is legal and then get the Owner’s signatures. Jerry told me that my suite in Paris is already paid up for the entire week. “You and Lindsy can have a paid vacation there,” he told me.
I stayed two hours late at work to finished some internal audits that were due by the end of next week.
I stopped at a Mickey D’s for dinner to be sure I missed dinner time with Sindie.
I am still very angry with her at this point.
Right now I have no idea what I will do when I can prove my suspicions.
I spent the entire evening in my den doing more audits so I will be a week ahead in my schedule next week so I can enjoy a paid vacation. I wonder how far things might go with Lindsy being alone for a week vacation with each other.
At this point in time I think I would not have one iota of guilt for having an affair with Lindsy. With what I believe to be true with Sindie, she would deserve to be cheated on.
Sindie was already in bed when I finished my work and called it a night. I tossed and turned in my bed in the guest bedroom. After two hours of my head running about my suspicions of Sindie, I decided to go down to the kitchen for a tumbler of whiskey to sooth my nerves.
I froze in place at the bottom of the stairs when I saw Sindie seated on the floor in the living room against the wall next to the entry into the kitchen. Sindie is in her white underwear and she is talking to someone on her tablet.
It only takes a few seconds to find out that she is having phone sex with some strange man. Although the voice seems familiar, I at least know that it isn’t Brian’s voice. Geezus, how many men is she seeing?
“Ooooooh I’m cumming Sin…it’s almost as good as when I fill your pussy up,” I hear the man cry out. “I’m cumming with you baby. I’m cumming with you,” she cries out as she gets herself off with her left hand inside her panties.
“Who’s your beat off buddy?” I ask as soon as she signs off from her Tablet. “That’s…just some porn I watch when I am horny and you are not here,” she claims. One more lie to add to the list along with what I clearly saw and heard.
Now I know she has been cheating. The man had stated that he has cum in my wife’s pussy. So now I have possibly two men that she is cheating with. It nags at me that I know that voice but just can’t pinpoint exactly who it is.
“So, you have only fucked me 4 times in the past six months but you are having internet sex?” I growl my displeasure. “Perhaps I better find some other outlet for my sexual needs,” I hiss. “A fuck buddy!”
“So…how long have you been cheating on me?” I rasp with anger in my tone. “I am not going to talk to when you are like this. When you are accusive and abusive,” she answered. “The man called you by name Sindie…He said he came in your pussy,” I hollered.
Sindie had shock on her face and was quiet for a moment.
“That is just internet sex. I don’t see that as cheating,” she raised her voice.
“Yeah? How did he cum in your pussy then?” I shouted.
Again she looked shocked. “I’m not going to talk to you when you won’t listen to reason,” she hollered.
Then she ran upstairs to the master bedroom and slammed the door.
After I swallowed down a 4oz tumbler of JD, I followed her upstairs. “I am leaving Saturday morning for a weeklong trip to Paris France. When I get home you better have a really good reason why I should stay married to you or I am going to dump your cheating ass,” I yelled through the door.
I slept fitfully that night. My mind obsessing about Sindie cheating on me till I switched to better dreams about Lindsy.
My mind clearly recalls all the times I have seen her smooth bald pussy exposed to me.
I dream of burying my face in that pussy.
Then I dream of fucking her with her legs draped over my shoulders.
On Friday I called a meeting of all the company accounts managers and go over the schedule I have for them next week.
“I will be gone for a week and you all are more than qualified to get along without me for a week,” I told then.
“But please don’t make me look too unnecessary,” I told them and they all laughed.
I spent the early afternoon finishing the accounts I worked last night.
During that time, the head of HR called me with my travel itinerary.
Flight plans and my hotel reservation. I was surprised that Lindsy and I will share a suite type arrangement that has two bedrooms and is almost like an apartment.
I am smiling broadly as I drive home at 3pm to pack my luggage for the trip. Lindsy came into my office after lunch and offered for me to spend the night at her condo so we can leave together in the morning for our vacation in Paris.
Once I was packed and took a shower to freshen up, I dressed in casual clothes that will be comfortable to travel in tomorrow. With our flight leaving at 9am, the 10 hour flight will land us in Paris at 3am Sunday due to the 9 hour time difference. I left a note for Sindie.
Sin…Not once in five years have I ever cheated on you including no hand jobs or blow jobs and definitely no pussy. I can’t say that will still be true when I return. If that pisses you off…Tuff Shit…J
I pulled my ring off and left it by the note. As far as I see it, I have every right to act like a single man this week. I feel like I have years of catching up on the cheating scale.
Before I left, I installed a couple of hidden cameras that I bought at an electronics store on the way home. Two in the bedroom and two in the living room. We’ll just see what she does when I am out of town.
It will only be cheating for a week if I dump her after I return home. And at this point, I am definitely leaning that way. I feel completely betrayed by her.
Sindie
I left work on time at 5:30pm on Friday and arrived home minutes before 6pm. It is my intention to make Jason his favorite dinner tonight and then fuck his brains out later this evening.
The shouting match we had last night was something I had dreaded for years. I have always thought that we would catch us some day since Brian is so brazen and obsessed with hurting Jace.
The house is quiet as it always is when I get home before Jace on work days. But I am taken by surprise when I go to the master bedroom and find that our largest suitcase is gone alone with a couple of suits and other hanging clothes.
His dresser drawers are open and he has lots of underwear, t-shirts and socks missing. Oh fuck! Is he leaving me. When I get down to the kitchen my heart plummets when I see his wedding ring sitting on the kitchen table. There is a note right next to the ring.
Sin…Not once in five years have I ever cheated on you including no hand jobs or blow jobs and definitely no pussy. I can’t say that will still be true when I return. If that pisses you off…Tuff Shit…J
Tears roll down my cheeks as I sit down and read the note a second time.
After reading the note twice I noticed that he did not say where he was going and exactly when he would be home.
I wonder if this is a business trip and if that sexy personal assistant will be with him.
Is that what he was illuding to? Is he going to fuck his beautiful assistant?
Inside I am growing into a rage. This all started because Brian just had to fuck me at the pool party and Jace saw him come out of the cabana minutes before I came out of the same place.
Sometimes I believe that Brian wants to get caught so he can rub it in Jace’s face that he fucked his wife. Knowing Brian he will confess to the entire 5 years at that point. I rue the day I ever met this horror of a man.
He manipulated me from the very start. Seducing me when I was barely legal and very gullible.
Yes, it was a head rush to be desired by a college age stud when I was just a senior in High school.
I fell under his spell quickly. He took my virginity when I was a senior in high school when Jason and I had been a couple since junior high.