Chapter 8
Jake
At lunch time, I follow Bob back to the country club. This time I get extreme close photos of him groping the sexy woman’s ass. I get close enough photos of them kissing that you can tell there are dancing tongues involved.
When they come back out of the country club, the woman’s top is gaping open more than it was when they went inside.
On a closer view, it is obvious that she has mis-buttoned her blouse.
More damning evidence for the file. But still not a slam dunk.
But I will find a way! I have to free Fiona from this asshole.
I went back to my office after the lunch hookup to take a nap for tonight’s stake out of Bob’s movements. My office has a small back room with a cot for sleeping. When I close the door, it is pitch dark inside after I shut off the light.
After putting a do not disturb sign on the office door, I set my clock for 6pm so I’ll have enough time to go to a diner and eat dinner before parking outside Fiona’s house. Before I went to sleep, I checked on my video feeds of my house.
There was no video to review but I go some audio from a phone call Lillian had shortly after lunch time.
Lillian: Robert, this is Lilly.
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Lillian: My hubby has left town and won’t be back till late this week.
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Lillia: Yes! You can come fuck my brains out in my husband’s bed like you have always wanted to.
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Lillian: You can come over anytime you want. Stay the night. Stay two or three days. Whatever you like. Lillian: My pussy is lonely for you. Jake hasn’t fucked me in a couple of days.
Evidently, the man named Robert decided he would come over around 9pm. He would go home, pack his bags like he’s taking a trip and then have dinner before leaving to supposedly go to the airport to catch a night flight.
Tuesday 8:30pm
I was surprised when Bob came out of Fiona’s house carrying a suitcase. Is Bob taking a trip? Fiona never alerted me to the fact that he would be travelling anywhere.
I did not have time to call Fiona and ask what was going on because he quickly got into his sports coupe and pulled away from the house.
I followed him about a half a block behind so he would not see anyone following him. I was surprised when he turned in the opposite direction from where SeaTac is. As we drove across the city, it became clear to me that we were travelling to a familiar neighborhood.
Son of a bitch! I growled when Robert pulled up into the driveway of my house. This douche-bag is fucking my wife! What are the fucking odds that someone I was following would end up cheating with my own wife? Fuck!
Quickly, I brought up both video feeds from the house putting them on split screen on the hot spot wi-fi laptop I have in my stake-out van.
Immediately, it the living room, they come together in a torrid kiss. Robert pulls open the short silk robe Lillian has on and buries his face in her tits. After several moments, Lillian pulls back and then leads him upstairs to the bedroom.
I watch in alarm as my wife dropped to her knees and began sucking Robert’s cock as soon as she got his pants open and around his ankles. I was amazed when I saw her taking his cock all the way into her throat till his balls were on her chin.
Gluck, Gluck, Gluck, Gluck. She made gagging sounds as she forced his cock into her throat over and over. Robert had her head squeezed between both hands as was basically fucking her face now. Something she has never let me do.
Robert shoved his dick as far into her throat as he could reach and I could tell by the way his ass was flexing that he was pumping his cum down her throat. Lillian has always spit my cum out if I came in her mouth.
After Robert pulled his dick out of my wife’s mouth, he stripped her robe off of her and tossed her in the middle of the bed on her back. I watched in astonishment as he added finger after finger into her pussy while he finger fucked her savagely.
This was the very first time I ever watched a woman being fist fucked. My wife! With a fist in her pussy up to Roberts wrist. With his other hand,Robert was cruelly twisting on one nipple and then the other.
“Whose whore are you?” Robert snarled. “Yours Robert! I am your whore,” my wife answered. “Who does this pussy belong to?” he growled. “My pussy is yours Robert. It is only yours,” Lillian cried out as he brutally pulled on her nipple till it sprang back in place on her breast.
After 10 more minutes of this brutal behavior, Robert had Lillian roll over and get on her knees. Head down and ass up. Robert reached behind him on the dresser and grasped a bottle of some sort of lube.
After spreading lube on his cock, he slipped two fingers up into my wife’s anus. “Who does this sweet ass belong to?” he growled. “My ass belongs to you! Only you,” Lillian whimpered as he pulled his fingers out of her ass.
“Oh my gawd Robert,’ Lillian cried out when Robert lunged forward and buried his cock up her ass till his balls were wedged against her pussy.
Over the next 5 minutes, I watched in horror as another man sodomized my wife in my own bed while she moaned and begged him to fuck her harder.
I was physically shaken as I pulled away from my own home. I will have lots of video to show in court for a divorce as will Fiona. I find my way back to my hotel and grab a stool at the downstairs bar. I am on my second double of Whiskey when I decided to call Fiona to tell her the good news.
I have to use every bit of inner strength to not cry while I described to Fiona what I saw and taped tonight. “Oh Jake! That must have been so painful sitting there right outside of your own home,” Fiona stated when I finished telling her the story.
“Where are you? Are you going to burst in there and kick Bob’s ass?
” Fiona sked in a concerned tone. “No, I am going to sue his company for letting a low life like him fuck other men’s wives and also co-workers.
I’m sure there is some sort of morals clause that the firm he is the CEO of.
I am sure his board members and shareholders would be highly upset with him.
“Where are you Jake? I don’t want you to be alone right now,” Fiona asked. “I am at the Ramadan Hotel downtown. I’m in the bar nursing my wounds with some aged whiskey,” I answered.
“Okay Jake. Stay put. I’ll be there in twenty minutes. But please stop drinking! I want us to be able to have a conversation and see if we can come up with a plan to go forward,” Fiona told me.
“Okay gorgeous! I switch to something clear and bubbly and non-alcoholic,” I answered. Surprised that I called her gorgeous. Luckily, she didn’t seem to take offence.
Of course Fiona showed up at the bar while I was in using the men’s room.
I took a leak, rinsed my hands and face and ran a comb through my hair.
I was thinking I wish I was dressed in something other that a pair of jeans and a skin tight Henley shirt.
But at least that shows off my muscular upper body and meaty arms.
Being about the time Fiona was due to arrive, I glanced around the room and my eyes landed on her immediately sitting at a table in the back corner.
She has some sort of yellow cocktail in her hand with a white foam.
Probably a Mimosa. She is wearing a little black mini dress that shows off her lovely legs and lots of cleavage.
“It is a pleasure to meet you face to face, Fiona,” I greet her as I approach her with my clear bubbly drink in my hand.
“Damn! Your wife must be an idiot to cheat on a stud like you,” Fiona told me while her eyes moved up and down my body.
“I was just about to say the same about your husband,” I answered.
“I tried to envision what you might look like, but damn! I never expected you to be such a stud,” Fiona told me. “Thank you Hun. After what I saw tonight, it’s nice to hear that at least one woman in this town sees me as a man,” I answered. I’m surprised at my candor.
“And although I had a photo of your beautiful face, I also tried to envision what your body might look like. I always figured that you were probably beautiful. But I could never have imagined how stunning you are right now,” I told Fiona.
Over the next twenty minutes, I brought up on my cell phone what is happening in my bedroom just as we sit here together in the bar.
Lillian is riding Robert’s cock cowgirl style yelling what a magnificent cock he has and that she would gladly replace his wife anytime he wanted.
“You fuck me better than my wife ever has,” was Robert’s grunted reply.
“That son of a bitch climbs on top of me like a ragdoll and has his way with me. He has never once bothered to try to get me off. I have forgotten what it’s like to have a man get me off orally or with his cock,” Fiona reported to me.
“Do you have a room in this hotel, Jake?” Fiona asked after swallowing her entire drink in two gulps. “Yes I do. I rented a suite for the entire week. But isn’t what you are suggesting just revenge?” I answered.
“Is it revenge Jake or is it justice? We have both been cheated on and disrespected by our spouses. Worst of all, they are both of our spouses,” Fiona answered.
After what I just saw and can take to court, my marriage is already over.
Isn’t yours too? Would you ever be able to trust her or respect her ever again after all this? ” she added.
“Of course you are right Fiona. They are both cheating with multiple people. I have video of Lillian with the college boy from next door from just last night I have photos of your husband taking a young woman to the country club where he has access to private rooms,” I admitted.
“I am just surprised that a stunning woman like you would have any interest in a man like me who couldn’t even keep the attention or faithfulness of my own wife,” I told her. “And I am not a fancy CEO. I am only a man who owns and operates a private investigation firm,” I added.
“You are a decent man Jake. You have created your own firm and from what I can see it is a successful firm. I can also see that you are good at what you do and you have empathy for the spouses who are being cheated on,” Fiona said.
“Plus, you have the body of a Greek god and I am dying to see it naked,” she added with a wink.