Chapter 5

Jack

I am staying at a cheap motel that is only two blocks from my house. I want to be near in case anything violent begins to happen with this shithead.

Along with streaming the live video and audio to my phone, the equipment will also record all of the action that happens in the house, patio and driveway. Video and audio I could use in court in a divorce. Video I could use to send her back to Germany.

I’m eating my pizza that I had delivered for dinner when I got a call from Jessie. Not only is she my best female agent, she is also my favorite of all the agents. Okay! So I have a bit of a crush on her. I have for years but have never acted on it. Okay. We do flirt shamelessly.

“I’m so sorry to hear about what’s happening with you marriage,” Jessie tells me.

“You know that no matter what happens, I am here for you! I will always be here for you,” she informed me.

“That means a lot to me. I’ll keep that in mind,” I answered.

“I have always felt close to you,” I said more than I had intended to.

“Yes Jack, I feel close to you too,” she replied.

I don’t know why, but that raised my spirits some.

“I‘ll let you know just as soon as I knowanything,” I advised Jessie. “Talk to you soon love,” she answered and then hung up. Damn! She called me love! There just may be a silver lining to all this shit.

It was just after dark when the asshole pulled his Mercedes brazenly into my driveway where the neighbors would see plainly that it was at my house while I was gone. Moments later, the door opened and Krista let the man into my house. MY HOUSE!

I saw them go to the kitchen and the man kissed my wife passionately. His hands groping on her bare ass since she is wearing just a bikini bottom and a white cover-up top.

After Krista poured two glasses full of white wine, they go out onto the patio and Krista steps into the jacuzzi.

Without hesitation, she removes her top and is now just wearing her barely there bikini bottoms. My heart breaks in two.

I was desperately hoping that this would not be happening.

That maybe she was just friends with this guy.

How long could she possibly know this guy if she could spend 6 hours in a hotel with him today and now so effortlessly strip almost naked for him. My heart drops even further when she reaches down to untie her bikini bottom and then pull it off. Now she is naked.

The sneering smile on the shitheads face is like a gloating smugness. He knows he has her wrapped around his finger now.

“Mother Germany needs her special daughter to do something special for your homeland,” the man says in German. “Anything for you my lover,” she answers.

The man climbs into the hot tub with Krista naked. While she sits on his lap and he fondles her breasts, he calmly tells her that he is a special agent from Germany and he wants to recruit her to be his secret operative here in the US.

“Oh John, I would do anything to please you,” she tells the man. Then she kisses him passionately while she reaches between them and guides his cock into her pussy. “Oh Joooooohhhnnn,” she coos as he slips into her.

Suddenly, I feel violently sick to my stomach as I watch my wife, the center of my universe, giving her body to another man.

It is taking every bit of my self-control to not run home and beat the life out of this man who is so freely taking my wife. What hold has he got over my wife in such a short period of time?

I feel like I’m watching a horror show while I watch my wife ramming up and down on another man’s cock. I can see that John is sucking greedily on her tits. I wonder if he is going to be brazen enough to leave hickeys or bite marks on her breasts to taunt me and let me know he’s had my wife?

While I was enraged by what I was watching, I received a message that the agency’s facial recognition program finally identified the German Vaugner Von Braun.

I feel fire run down my spine when I see the photo and it is the man who is presently fucking my wife. Alias: John Smith. The man recruiting my wife to be a secret agent.

I quickly send the feed of John fucking my wife to Jessie. “John Smith is currently at my house fucking my wife,” I type after sending the video. “Oh Jack! I’m so sorry,” Jessie texted back.

“Have an extraction team assemble near my house so we can stop him after he leaves my house. I will deal with my wife later,” I instruct.

Before we hang up Jessie again tells me that she is on my side. I would do anything you need or want,” she told me. Again, she called me, my love,” when she hung up.

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