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Was It My Wife?

By: thecelt



It was late on a Monday afternoon as I sat on the crapper with my pants down around my ankles and listened as they laughed at me. They thought the whole thing was funny, especially the part about my not having a clue. How could a guy not know his wife was cheating on him and doing it right under his nose? Collin Wilson, the one that said he was screwing my wife was telling Ben Cramer, his friend how he had seduced her at the party last week. That was the party where I was called away during the festivities to investigate a scene of a break in at a local art gallery. I was only gone for about two hours but I did return before the evening was over. I found my wife at a table with three other people, one of them Collin Wilson. The other couple sitting there was his boss and his wife. 

My name is Brian Sexton and I am an insurance investigator for a world wide insurance company that deals exclusively with high rent clients. You probably wouldn't recognize the name since we catered to a very exclusive clientele. I joined them right out of college and I've been with them now for just over 15 years. I'm 37 and in my prime. My job is to investigate the conditions around accidents where a large claim might be made. Most of it's routine, but sometimes it gets quite exciting. I investigate thefts and robberies mostly but sometimes auto accidents if more than one or two of our cars are involved. I am very good at it and I have a reputation in my industry. I was often loaned out to other companies, but at a steep price. I traveled often but never for long periods, and if a lengthy investigation was required, I had people to stay at the site and do the legwork. 

I've been married to Alison for 14 years and we have two wonderful kids, Regina 10 and Christine 8. Alison is a year older than me and works for the same company as a receptionist for Bill Quinn, the President of the company. She and I met and married before she joined the company, but when she lost her job, I wanted her to try to work for my company. We had to get permission from HR since it was against company policy for employees to fraternize, but since I was a valuable employee, they agreed to hire her. Fortunately, Bill Quinn was looking for a new secretary and Alison had over 5 years as a personal assistant to a corporate biggy. He interviewed her and liked her immediately. She was hired as his personal secretary. 

The two men that I mentioned earlier, Collin Wilson and Ben Cramer, were specialist underwriters who wrote policies for large companies or individuals with very expensive holdings. They were acquaintances only, not friends of mine. Both worked for Jerry Skogins, a nice guy who was a good friend. I reported directly to Bill Quinn and worked independently most times, but I sometimes took interesting assignments from Jerry.

The conversation that I overheard was just a week after the party. I had come to the restroom to relieve myself and I had been sitting there for some time with cramps and sweats. I had eaten some scallops for lunch a day ago and I think they might have been just a little ripe. While I was cursing the fates, Collin and Ben came in. They seemed oblivious to the closed door of the stall and began to talk about the party. That's when Collin started to brag about his latest conquest to Ben. I listened to the story with a growing sickness in my gut that had nothing to do with the cramps and sweats from bad fish. 

"How'd you get in her pants? I didn't think she was that kind of woman? Come on, tell me since I wasn't there myself."

"We danced a couple of dances and she was pretty friendly but Brian was there and she just smiled when I suggested we go off to my office. She said that Brian wouldn't be too pleased if she were to do that."

"So, then what? What did you do?"

"Well, I talked her into a drink at the bar with me while Brian was dancing with Judy, his secretary. I had the bartender give me a double shot and I substituted mine with hers while she was talking with someone else. That was the easy part. I just wanted to get her a little tipsy so I could cop a feel on the dance floor. You know, take what I could get."

"Yea, but Brian was still there so what could you really do? Hey, wait a minute. You didn't arrange his leaving did you?"

"Hell no. That was just dumb luck. We were dancing a fast dance when he came over to tell her he had to leave for a while. She wanted him to take her home first but he told her to stay and have fun since he was sure he could get back before too long. She wasn't too keen on the idea but she stayed. She sat with me and Jerry and his wife."

"What happened next? Get to the good part."

"Well, Brian left and I got her another drink. I had Joe do a double again and she never noticed the difference. We danced a couple of slow dances and by then she was almost out of it. She was hanging on me while I grabbed her ass, and a couple of times, she pressed against my cock and sort of giggled. I knew that one or two more drinks were all it would take. I got her another one and she chugged it down like a pro."

"I can see it coming."

"You got it. One more double and she was feeling lightheaded. I suggested we go outside for some air and she came willingly. I took her out to my car and we sat in the back. She was almost out of it so I slipped a hand under her skirt and felt her pussy. She just groaned but didn't stop me. I stuck two fingers inside her and started to finger fuck her and she loved it. She was humping my hand like a wild woman. I couldn't take any more so I pulled her dress up over her head and then dropped my drawers so that I could get at her. She just watched me, waiting, you know? When she saw my cock, she grabbed it and pulled it right into her mouth. She gave me a quick blowjob and I almost came in her mouth but that's not what I was there for. I pushed her back and got between her legs while she stuck her legs right up in the air. I had a straight shot to her pussy and I took it. She was so wet, I slipped in right up to the hilt and started fucking her like there was no tomorrow. She was crying and screaming fit to be tied and I had to put my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. I pounded the shit out of her and she begged for all I had. I gave it to her and she loved it. I couldn't keep it up too long and finally blew my load. It was fantastic. When I was done, I made her clean me with her mouth and she did it."

"I can't believe that Alison would do that. She never seemed like the type to cheat on her husband or to give in to the likes of you. Are you sure this actually happened?" 

"I shit you not. I have a date with her next Saturday when she normally goes to get her hair done. She said she'd meet me and for me to get a motel room. I'm gonna fuck her all afternoon, you watch and see."

"Well, I envy you man. Alison is one hot piece of ass. I always wondered what Brian did to deserve her. Maybe you can set me up when you get tired of her."

"Maybe, we'll see. In the meantime, don't even think about this conversation. I don't want anything to screw this up. OK?"

"No problem."

They both walked out of the restroom while I sat there trying to keep my stomach from climbing out through my mouth. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. Could this actually be true? I began to think back to that night.

It was almost 11:00 when I returned to the party and Alison was sitting with Collin, and Julie and Jerry Skogins. Alison didn't appear to be drunk when I sat down and she had been talking with Julie about the kids. Collin spoke to me but didn't stay more than a few more minutes before he left. I did notice Alison say anything to him but I thought nothing of it. The only thing that was strange about that night was that Alison wanted to make love when we got home. That was not all that unusual but she normally didn't want to do it that late. That night, she was particularly hot. Guilt? Remorse? Maybe.

It had been a week since the party, and I hadn't seen any difference in Alison or her behavior. She never mentioned anything about me being gone during the party or anything about what she did when I was gone. I did ask her and she said she danced some with Collin and Jerry but mostly just watched. She and Julie were talking about school and the play the kids were in but she said that was about all. She would rather have come home when I left, she said. I let it drop and decided to watch her more carefully.

"Hey, babe. Do you have plans for this Saturday? I was going to go golfing if it's OK with you." I watched her face for her reaction.

"I get my hair done this Saturday just after lunch. It should take me at least an hour or an hour and a half. Where are you going to go for golf?"

So she was going to get her hair done. How would Collin know that unless she told him? I hadn't even know that. It seemed that this thing was all too real.

"I guess the country club. I might see if Ben Cramer can join me. I think he and Jerry are members there aren't they?"

"I have no idea. I know Jerry is but I don't know either Ben or his wife very well, so, I don't really know."

"Me either. Hey, what about Collin Wilson? You were talking to him at the party weren't you? He might just be able to go."

Alison turned to give me a strange look. She paused before she answered.

"Why would you want to go with him? He is, pardon the expression, an asshole! I had to dance with him a couple of times at the party, but I was really turned off by him. He's a real piece of work."

Now that was interesting. Was she trying to talk me out of asking him so they could have their get together or was she trying to convince me that she didn't like him? Either way, it seemed very unusual for her to talk about someone else that way.

"Oh, I don't know much about him but he's a friend of Ben's and they seem to share everything. Maybe it's a bad idea. I'll just call Phil and Charlie. They always want me to join them."

"That sounds like a better plan. Stay away from Collin. He's bad news."

"OK, he's off my list. So you're OK with golf?"

"It's fine with me since I'll be out anyway. Why don't we plan for dinner later at The Cypress Inn? My hair will be beautiful and you'll be relaxed from golf. You can take me out and show me off. I can drop Chrissie and Gina off at my parents."

I agreed and we made plans to meet Saturday afternoon at home by 5:30 to get ready. If I was careful, I could get all the information I needed to divorce her ass that afternoon. It would be really neat to lay it on her at dinner at one of the nicest places in town. 

At work the next day I went down to the equipment room to get some of the things I needed to do my 'investigation' of my wife and her lover. I decided to take one of the company vans with the surveillance gear. I would leave it at the company lot until Saturday morning when I left for 'golf'. I got two of the small transmitters to put into her purse and car and one of the small GPS units that I could install in her car. That would tell me exactly where she was at any time. The van was also video capable but I couldn't decide what to do with it. Since Collin said they were going to a motel, I couldn't see any way to take pictures. Maybe I could put a camera unit in her jacket, but only if I knew what she was going to wear. I would try, but couldn't be sure. 

If she went anywhere, I could follow her by the GPS unit. The surveillance van could tap into its signal so that I could watch her location on a grid in the van. It was programmed with the local street maps so I could tell the actual address within a hundred feet. The sound transmitters would pick up any voices and I could record them in the van. All of this could be done automatically so I didn't even have to be in the van. All I had to do was park it within a mile of where she was. Neat! 

I planned to spend the rest of the week just observing. I was very good at it since that was what I did for a living. I watched Ben and Collin but saw nothing out of the ordinary. I normally stopped in to see my loving wife at least once a day, but now I stopped a little more often. I still saw nothing to make me suspicious but decided to try to see what I could get out of Ben. He was working on a policy for a large factory complex and I normally spent some time just looking over the site and making 'contingency plans' for a possible disaster. It was called risk analysis and was part of every underwriting process.

I stopped by his desk, just across from Collin's that Tuesday. He was there working on his draft.

"Hey, Ben. I'd like to take a look at Baxter's plant layout today. Got some time to take me around?"

He looked up with a distracted look on his face until he registered what I was talking about and then just shrugged.

"Sure, I can go anytime. I need to get back there anyway to take some pictures. When do you want to go?"

"How about an hour or so?"

"Great. I'll stop and pick you up at your desk on the way,"

I left after a few more words and looked back just as I was moving around the corner in time to see a smirk between Ben and Collin. They looked at me just as I walked out of sight. Interesting? Assholes!

I decided I was going to make Ben pay. He was not guilty of anything except collusion with Collin and making crude remarks about my wife, but he was in on the plan and decided to watch me get cuckolded by Collin so he was just as guilty in my book. 

Ben stopped by about an hour later as planned and we left in my truck. I put one of the little transmitters in my truck console. It could to pick up any conversation in or around the truck. I wanted some of what I was going to say to Ben on tape. Some would be just between him and me.

As we pulled out of the lot and started the 25 minutes trip to Baxter's, I began to talk.

"So, tell me Ben. Did you enjoy the party last week?"

"I wasn't able to make it Brian. I was traveling so I missed all the fun."

"What fun was that Ben? Was that Collin screwing my wife? Is that the fun you missed?"

Ben was stunned and didn't know what to say. He stuttered and twisted in his seat and actually reached for the door handle until he realized where he was. He finally slumped down and looked over at me.

"How did you know? All I know is what Collin told me. I don't even know if it's true."

"Do you think he would lie about something like that? Do you think he would make that up?"

"I don't think so, no. But how did you know? You weren't even there from what I heard. Weren't you called away for a couple of hours? That's when it happened. Collin told me he got her drunk and then took her out to his car."

"How I know is not your concern. I just want to know what else Collin told you. Does he have any plans for another get together?"

This was to see if I could trust anything this shithead told me.

"He said they were going to get it on this Saturday when she was supposed to get her hair done. He was going to get a room this time. That's all I know, honest Brian."

"Well, I want to thank you for being a good friend and for telling me this" I said sarcastically. "I know you wouldn't want to be a part of something like this. You were going to tell me anyway weren't you?"

"Yes, of course. I like you and Alison. I wouldn't want anything like this to happen to you. Collin is a real jerk. I'm sorry you had to force me to come clean. I feel like a real ass."

The hypocritical piece of shit. What was it he said? Oh yea, maybe he could have her when Collin was finished with her. With that, I reached into the console and turned off the recorder. It had what I wanted for later. What I wanted to say now was off the record.

"It's no problem Ben. As long as you do as I tell you to, you'll be OK. Screw with me and you're going to be in a world of hurt. Clear?"

Ben just shook his head affirmatively. He had gotten the point.

"Just one more thing Ben. None of our conversation gets back to Collin. He's not to know what I know and you're not going to tell him. If I find out that you've said anything to him, I'll smack the shit out of you first and then I'll make sure you're fired and that word gets out that you can't be trusted. Do you understand me? You know I have ways to listen to you and Collin so I'll know if you screw with me."

"I won't say anything to Collin. I won't even talk to him if you want."

"No, no. Do as you always do and let him talk. That's all you have to do. No problem if you seem to go along with him. I know the truth now. Just remember what I said and you'll be OK."

We said very little after that and spent the next two hours at the site without speaking. He did his thing and I did mine. I had what I needed and Ben was going down as well. He just didn't need to know it right now.

That week was one of the longest weeks of my life. I watched my wife relentlessly but she did nothing out of the ordinary. It was Wednesday night and the kids were attending a school dance for the young ones and it was supposed to break up at about 9:30. I was sitting in the family room just staring at the TV when Alison came in and sat down on my lap. She put her arms around my neck and started to nuzzle my ear.

"We have about 2 hours before I have to go pick up the kids. Want to make out?"

While I was a little confused and angry with what was going on, I was also human and a man. Her butt was wiggling against my crotch and my cock was beginning to have ideas of its own. Against my will, I was aroused and my temperature rose very quickly. So much for restraint. 

I reached around her waist and pulled her tightly against me. I kissed her softly with some tongue until she opened her lips. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth and she began to suck on it. I moved it in and out of her mouth as she began to breathe harder. I moved my hand to her breast and felt her 36 Cs through her blouse. Her nipples were already sticking out showing me her arousal. I pinched them through the material as she moaned into my mouth. She pushed me back and stood up, reaching for my hand.

"Take me upstairs to your bed, right now! I want you inside me and I want it now."

I needed no urging and followed her up the stairs and into our bedroom watching her sweet ass all the way. She had begun to remove her blouse and bra as we went and they were flung into a corner as we entered the room. I was not far behind with my shirt and kicking my shoes off at the same time. We tumbled onto the bed and finished undressing each other. She kicked off her skirt and pulled on my pants tugging them down over my hips and onto the floor. She was in panties and I had shed my boxers with my pants. I was naked with my cock painfully sticking straight out in front of me. I looked at her beautiful body. She was absolutely gorgeous.

"Come here big boy. I want to see what I'm going to be getting. I want to see it up close and personal."

She bent over me and took my now engorged cock in her hands. She stroked it and breathed on it as she put her other hand under my balls. She lifted them up and gently caressed them as she slowly jacked me off until I was so hard it hurt. She looked up at me as she did this with a smile on her face that broke my heart. I loved this woman so much. I forgot all the doubt and hurt and everything else as I watched her. 

She seemed to be satisfied that I was ready. She moved her leg over my body until she was straddling me just at my hips. She raised herself up until she was right over my cock and then she watched my face as she took me in her hand and rubbed the head against her swollen lips. She was wet and obviously very ready. As I gritted my teeth to hold back, she lowered her hips down over my rigid cock and took it all in one smooth stroke. The pleasure consumed me and she gave a small sigh as our bodies met. She rose up again and then down once more. She opened her eyes to watch my face as she slowly bent over me, placing her tits against my face. I opened my mouth to take one of her nipples in my teeth and nipped gently as she moaned her approval. She began a steady up and down motion, fucking me slowly and deeply. I ravished her tits as she fucked me and we became one, experiencing all that we could. 


Was It My Wife?



She continued this for a few minutes while I got my control back and then I put my hands on her hips and began to help her movements, taking the weight off of her knees. I would lift her up and then lower her down on my hardness. As I got into it, I began to raise myself up into her and then pull her down with me. As we got further and further along, I felt her breathing increase and her pussy walls beginning to grip tighter. I knew she was close to an orgasm. I held her hips just above me and began to fuck her in earnest. I was slamming up into her again and again as she whimpered almost continuously. I was almost there! I went even faster and finally, feeling the liquid moving up the tubes looking for release, I pulled her down tightly against my crotch as I pushed into her as far as I could go. I felt the surge and let it go, pumping into her all I had. As I came so did she. For an eternity, we both just held on rigidly letting the pleasure run its course. Then she collapsed on top of me and we lay that way contented and sated.

We just lay there in each other's embrace for some time feeling no need to speak or break the mood with action. It was love at its most intense. I had forgotten for a while the doubts and the fear that this could well be over for us. I wanted to forget and believe the whole thing was a lie. But it was not to be.

"That was quite nice, husband. I think we need to do this more often, don't you? We seem to have been out of sync for a while. Let's not let that happen again. OK?"

"OK. I'll definitely work on it. What time is it and do we have time for a quick shower?"

"It's after 9:00 and I have to get the kids. We can pick this up later if you want or wait till our date Saturday night. I can have the kids go to mom's for the night. How about that?"

"It's a date. Nothing else Saturday that would interfere?"

"Like what? You have golf and I have a hair appointment. Then, lover, we have a date for dinner and after that, I'm yours to do with as you please. And you'd better please to do many, many things to me. Have you had a better offer lately?"

"Never. OK, we're on!"

Alison quickly dressed and she was gone for the kids. I lay there for some time just reviewing what just happened. She had done what she usually did and she hardly ever gave me a blow job. What she did tonight was normally all she would do. How could she take Collin's cock in her mouth after fucking him if she wouldn't even give me a blowjob? How could this woman make love to me like this if she was screwing a shithead like Collin Wilson? I knew she was smart but was she also that good of an actor? Something was definitely screwed up and I was going to find out Saturday. 

While she was gone, I checked the transmitters and found that they worked fine. I would install them Friday night in her car and purse. I was all ready except for one more meeting with Ben Cramer. I needed to find out what motel Collin had made his reservation for. Ben would find out for me or I would do something he wouldn't like. 

The next morning, I called Ben and asked him to meet me in the cafeteria on the third floor. He agreed without comment and I was sitting at one of the tables when he came in. He joined me without saying anything and I quickly came to the point.

"Ben, my friend, I need you to find out from Collin where he plans to take Alison Saturday. I want the name of the motel and where it's located. All you have to do is get him somewhere private and ask him. Tell him you think he's feeding you a line of bull and say that if he tells you where he's taking her, you'll believe him."

I smiled at Ben as he tried to figure out how he was going to do what I asked. He was scared that I would do something if he didn't. He finally agreed but asked me how I would know if I didn't tell him where they were to meet. I told him not to worry about that. I had ways.

With that he left but not before I put my arm around him and stuck one of the transmitters under his jacket collar while reminding him of our agreement. He was so frightened of me that he never felt a thing. It was almost invisible, held by an adhesive and he wouldn't notice it.

I went back to my office and turned on the receiver. It hummed and let me know that Ben was back at his desk and talking to Collin. I heard him ask Collin to meet him in the copier room in ten minutes. Collin agreed and then nothing until Ben got up to meet Collin. I settled back to listen.

"What's up buddy? Got a problem with a policy? I am the best you know."

"Bullshit Collin. I was with Brian yesterday at the site and he doesn't seem to be having any problems at home. I asked him if things were OK with him and he said something about never better. I think you were giving me a line of shit about his wife."

"Hey man. Nothing but the truth. I wouldn't lie about something like that. Why don't you believe me?"

"Where are you taking her Saturday? You said a motel. Which motel? Maybe if you show me a receipt for a room or something, I'd believe you. Otherwise, I think you're shittin' me."

"Oh, yea? I have a reservation already at the Skyview motel on Statler Street for Saturday night. I can check in at 2:00 and she'll be there by 2:15. How's that for facts? You can call the Skyview and check my name for reservations. That good enough for you? Want to use my cell?"

"OK, I guess that'll do. I really envy you Collin. Alison is really something. I hope you know that she has a good marriage with Brian that you're trying to mess up. You'd better be careful and think this through."

"That's not my problem. If she's up for it, so am I. Anyway, how good can the marriage be if she is willing to fuck my brains out?"

That was about all that was worth hearing so I shut off the receiver and just let it tape the rest. I was almost ready to believe everything now. I had really hoped that Collin would back down and admit he was just making this up but now he had confirmed the room and he was just waiting. I at least had the address so that I could plug it into the equipment in the van and let the rest go automatically. Maybe I could just park the van there Friday night, turn on the equipment Saturday about noon and forget it. Everything else would be done automatically and I wouldn't have to be anywhere near by. I didn't want to see or hear my wife as she tore my heart out and stuffed it down the toilet. I was lost now. I could only carry through and try to get what I needed to get back at her and Collin and Ben.

The first thing I did was to call the motel and confirm that Collin was registered. He was so that part was true. Now, I just had to wait till Friday night. But then I had a thought. What if I could get some pictures of them going in to the motel room? I decided to pay a visit to the motel that afternoon and see what I could do.

I walked into the office of the Skyview Motel and waited for the clerk. He was a seedy character and that was fine by me. Integrity wasn't what I was looking for just now.

"Hi there friend. I'm an investigator for an insurance company and I need some information. I have ID and a warrant for you."

With that, I flashed my badge quickly and gave him an authentic looking document that appeared to most people to be a search warrant. It was bogus but I counted on his lack of smarts to be easily fooled. The $100 I slipped to him didn't hurt either.

'Yea, sure man. What do you want to know?"

I asked him to confirm Collin Wilson's reservation and asked him if he had a room number yet. He said no and I asked him if he could assign him a room on the first floor facing Statler Street. He hemmed and hawed until I slipped another $50 his way and he finally gave me a room number that would let me shoot a tape. I let him know about the van that would be parked in his lot and he just shrugged his shoulders saying it was no sweat. I thanked him again for his help and handed him another $50 for his silence. He gave me a nasty grin and slipped the bills in his pocket.

After I left, I decided that I could now get the video I wanted by pointing the camera through the front window of the van which I would leave facing their room. I was now set.

Friday at work was pretty hard for me. I didn't know what to do with myself so I walked up to Bill Quinn's office on the pretext of talking about my visit with the art gallery that was robbed. He didn't really need to know but I wanted to see my wife. As I came down the hall, her face lit up when she saw me. She waved me to her desk and I walked over.

"I really like the last few days. You've been up to see me more than you used to. I'm not complaining, but what's up? Is there something going on I should know about?"

"Nothing that I know of. I just like seeing you, that's all. Is Bill in?"

"Me too. And yes he's in. Want me to buzz him?"

"Yea, if you would. I need to see him about the art gallery job."

I went in and talked with Bill for a while. Bill was very young to be president but I understood that he had made a reputation for himself some time back. He had started up this site and most of the other locations as well and got them operating. I knew he owned a good chunk of the company. He had a lovely wife named Naomi whom I had met on several occasions. She looked like the typical trophy wife: blonde, built, sexy as hell and really gorgeous. She and Alison were close to the same age and talked often and Bill and I were fairly close. 

While I was there, I asked him straight out what he thought of Collin Wilson. I often talked about the job performance of other employees at his request since he had been after me to accept more responsibility as management, but this one was mine.

"Why do you want to know about Collin? Is there something going on that I should know about? I need you to tell me if one of my employees is trouble or causing trouble. Is that it?"

"Well, I may have a real big problem with Collin. I don't like him or Ben much. I may just might have some more information for you this weekend. If things work as I expect, I'd like to be able to call you at home on Sunday if you don't mind. Otherwise, I'll wait till Monday. We'll see. Until then, I'd rather you not mention it to anyone. OK?"

"No problem. I'll wait for you. You know I trust your judgment on things like that. You've always been fair with your assessments and I respect that. I just wish you'd consider taking that VP position I offered you. I still haven't mentioned it to Alison as per your request, but she should know about it. As a matter of fact, if you don't tell her soon, I will!"

"I'm just waiting for the right time to bring it up. It means a lot of changes for us so I wanted the time to really consider it. I'll let you know next week for sure. How's that?"

"That's great. So, you're finally going to consider it?"

"I promise I'll do that. I've been thinking about it quite a lot lately so I need to make a decision soon for my own reasons."

I left his office, stopping to say a few words to Alison before heading down to see Ben. At his desk, I just stopped for a second and said loudly enough for Collin to hear me that I thought his assessment of the Baxter job was right on target. I then gave him the thumbs up symbol to let him know I heard the talk he had with Collin. His eyes opened very wide as I did but he didn't say anything. He just nodded. I patted him on the back as I removed the little transmitter. As before, he felt nothing. 

I finished the day without any distractions and waited for Alison before heading home. I wanted to tell her I had to drop off the van for someone and would catch a cab back to my car so to look for me a little late. She kissed me goodbye and left, heading home. I noticed Collin standing at the door watching her leave. He glanced over at me and turned to go back in. 

I dropped the van off, locked the camera into position and made sure it picked up the room number the clerk had given me. I locked it up and reminded the proprietor of the motel that I had to leave it there overnight and maybe tomorrow. I slipped him another $20 and thanked him for his understanding. He pocketed the money and gave me a high five. With that, I headed home.

Friday night at home was another surprise. Alison had ordered pizza for the kids and she said she had made arrangements for them to go to grandmas tonight and tomorrow. I asked what the occasion was and she said that she liked Wednesday night so much; she wanted to continue it tonight. Did I have a problem? Not so much.

Well, Friday night was much the same as Wednesday night except we did some new things. While I enjoyed them, I had a sick feeling when I thought of where she could have learned them. But, when I asked her about it later, she pulled this book out of her nightstand with a giggle and showed me an article about 'lovemaking after 35'. Damned if it didn't have most of the things we had done the last two nights. For example, she showed me the doggy style position she liked where she laid flat on her stomach with a pillow under her hips. This allowed me to enter from behind but she didn't have to hold herself up on her knees. She loved rear entry but had always complained about her knees hurting. She also wanted me to tittyfuck her since we had never done that and she showed me several other things that she said looked very interesting. She pointed at the pictures and grinned. She promised to give me a blowjob that was very different but wouldn't tell me how. She had learned that from the book as well.

I enjoyed myself that night very much. I tried to do everything she wanted me to and I succeeded pretty much. It took most of the night but so what. I promised myself that I would pick up some Viagra. We lay side by side and I finally got up the nerve to ask her where this was coming from.

"Alison, I love what we're doing and I want so much to please you but I have to ask: where's this coming from? Why now? If I didn't trust you so much, I'd wonder if it wasn't a guilty conscience."

"Sorry Bri. It was something that Naomi said to me last week that I can't repeat. I just keep thinking about us and the girls and our life together and it makes me so happy sometimes that I just need to express myself. I happened to pick this way because I wanted to show you just how much you mean to me."

I listened and it made my heart soar to know that she was happy. But in the next instant, I wondered how she could have an affair if that was true. Should I ask her? What if I made a little noise?

"I'm glad that you feel that way. Are you sure that I make you happy enough? Are you satisfied with our lovemaking or is something lacking and that's why you are doing these new things. You can be honest and tell me."

"I love our love making and you have always satisfied me in every way. I have no reason to want more but I just don't want us to get into a rut where we get so used to things that we let it become routine and unexciting. Can't you see that? Don't you want to always want me this way?"

"You never have to worry about that. I love you and will always love you. I can't imagine doing anything to ruin what we have together."

"That's good because I wouldn't let you. You're mine now and forever."

We spent the rest of the night in each other's arms and that's how we woke. I was pleasantly exhausted but I wanted to take a shower with Alison. I shook her awake and pulled her into the shower with me. She came willingly and with mock irritation. She complained bitterly about being pulled out of her warm bed, but when I let her go she didn't leave. We turned the water on and she quickly moved under the spray, turning to hold her arms out for me to join her.

We soaped each other all over and paid particular attention to each other's more interesting items. I was hard within minutes and she made every effort to keep me that way. She washed and rinsed my now painfully hard cock and then knelt down to take me in her mouth. She really had learned some things from that book and the blowjob she gave me was very satisfying. I grabbed her hair to pull her up when I was about to cum but she just moved her head back and forth in a no, holding on to my hips tightly as she continued to move up and down my shaft. I asked her again if she was sure and she just looked up into my eyes never stopping. I couldn't hold it any more and I put both hands behind her head and began to move my hips forcing my cock into her mouth. She dropped her hands, relaxed her throat somehow and took me all the way in until her face was pressed against my groin, I had no idea how she did that, She took all I gave her and then I came. It was earth shattering for me as I exploded in her mouth. She never flinched as she took my cum. She waited until I was done and then she spit it out onto the shower floor. As she stood up, she looked in my eyes with a plaintive look trying to determine if she had done it properly and pleased me. I let her know with a deep kiss how well she had done. She put both arms around my neck and kissed me back. I was spent but I used my fingers on her and she loved it. She had a hard climax and she seemed to be content. When I asked, she said that she was ready for the day but that she would expect something more that night. With that, we finished the shower and got dressed.

I drove down to the motel lot very early that morning and made sure everything was set. I set all of the timers to begin at 1:00 and made sure that the audio tapes were set for 5 hour recording. The video was DVD and that would take at least 7 hours compressed. That would cover the whole afternoon. I initiated the sequences and locked the van. When those two lovers walked into their love nest, they would become the stars of my new movie and the first showing would make a very loud impression on everyone involved. I drove back home to get my clubs and wish my lovely wife a good day. 

That afternoon was horrible by any stretch. I played golf with two guys I met at the club and if my score was any indication, they must feel that I was wasting my money on a club membership. I ended up buying beers for all of us as the big looser. It was just after 5:00 when I drove down to the van to make sure all was in order. I looked over at the room but didn't see any cars or activity so I assumed that they had already left. To be sure, I put in a quick call to my home phone and Alison answered. I just told her I was on my way and hung up.

Since it was so close to the time to meet Alison, I drove home without viewing any of the information I had collected. I really wanted to have it before dinner but than thought about our planned evening. Why not enjoy what she had to offer at least one more time? After all, I did love making love to her and even if she was cheating on me, it shouldn't ruin my evening. 

I thought about that but found myself beginning to choke up again. Why was she doing this to me? I loved her more than I could imagine and I didn't know how I was going to go on without her. I knew that if I had the information I expected to see on the surveillance tapes that I would have to proceed with a divorce. I loved her but I couldn't accept her behavior. What about the kids? She was a good mother and she should have custody. That was only right. If she was cheating, she must have some reason that I wasn't aware of. She was a good person who had done a bad thing. OK, I could live with that. She could keep the kids and I would pay child support.

These were the thoughts that occupied my mind as I drove home to meet my wife. I was not sure I could go through with this evening but I had to try. I couldn't confront her until I had proof. In the back of my mind was this tiny voice that kept denying all of the information that I had so far. It kept insisting that something was wrong. I ignored it. Facts were facts. And soon, I would have all the facts I needed.




Was It My Wife?



At home, Alison was already showered and dressed. She said that she would put the finishing touches on when it was time to get ready to leave. In the meantime, I rushed around getting myself ready and we were able to leave right about on time for our reservations.

My wife was beautiful; she was always noticed when we entered a room. She was used to receiving looks from admiring men and just ignored them but I noticed and it had always made me proud. Tonight it was a reminder of what could happen. She was also intelligent and made an excellent dinner partner. We discussed all those things a husband and wife discuss when they have some free time and we had wine with dinner, her more than me since I was driving. She actually seemed to be flirting with me. My wife of 14 years and the mother of my two girls was flirting with me! It almost broke my heart to realize that she might have fucked another man for hours that very afternoon and now was flirting with her husband at dinner.

As we finished the dessert of chocolate mouse, preceded by a small sorbet, we looked at each other and smiled. We were both ready to move this evening to the bedroom at home. I signaled the waiter for the check while Alison went to the powder room. We left hand in hand and walked to the car. 

As I turned onto the main street, heading toward our home, Alison moved over beside me and leaned her head to my shoulder. She reached up to take one of my hands from the wheel and pulled it down to her lap. With a little urging, I put my arm around her like we used to do when we were young and in love for the first time. She sighed and relaxed. We drove home this way, quiet but comfortable.

At home, Alison moved around the house making all the little preparations for putting the house to bed and finally looked at me.

"Shall we go upstairs and continue where we left off this morning? I think you owe me something since you only gave me a down payment earlier. Remember?"

"I remember. You lead and I'll follow."

We moved quickly upstairs to the bedroom and Alison stopped in front of the bed, reaching for my hand. I moved to her and she took my hand and slipped it under her soft skirt to the warmth between her legs. To my shock, she was not wearing any panties! She grinned at my surprise and whispered that they were in her purse. She laughed out loud when I looked at her.

"If you were a real romantic, you could have had some fun in the car, but I didn't want you to wreck so I kept it for later. You like?"

"I like. Come her and let me get a better feel."

With that, I unbuttoned the little side button and pulled her skirt down over her hips. As advertised, she was naked from the waist down! I was becoming excited so I quickly stripped my shirt off and my pants followed right after. I was down to boxers and socks. She had removed her top and bra and she was wearing only a single strand of pearls. She reached to remove them but I stopped her hand.

"Leave them on. You looks so sexy standing there with nothing but pearls around your neck. You are incredibly beautiful. I could look at you all night."

"This is a site that only you will ever see. I am yours completely and I want you to do anything to me that you want to. I want this night to be the first night of the rest of our life together." 

"Are you sure? Is this what you want? I wouldn't do anything to hurt you or make you feel ashamed: you must know that."

"I trust you completely and I give myself to you completely. I love you with all my heart."

In that instant, I believed her and knew that whatever I found the next day I would not ever give her up. I would deal with tomorrow, tomorrow. For tonight, I would love this woman with all my heart.

We did things that night that I had never done before. We made love in positions that I didn't think were possible and she did things to me that I had never even thought of. She sometimes laughed and quoted a page number when I questioned her on her imagination. But it was a magical night. I know that I had at least three ejaculations and she told me that she had 5 orgasms. I learned to like oral that night, both giving and receiving and she instructed me in ways to use my hands that gave her incredible pleasures. But the final combination of a variation of 69 was incredible. We both came at the same time and neither of us could move for minutes afterwards. God, what a night.

We fell asleep in each other's arms and woke late on Sunday morning. She was reluctant to get up and I suggested an encore of one of our favorites from the night before. She agreed quickly and we made love one time before finally getting up. 

Sunday meant that she had to go pick up the girls. I told her that I had to make a quick trip to the site to check on the van and that I would be home soon. She said that she would probably stay at her mom's place for awhile before coming back. That left me time to pick up the tapes from the van and see what they contained. I still had to check the ones in her purse and car but that could come later. She left as I drove to the van.

I got all of the tapes and printouts without a problem and drove the van back to the plant site. I called a cab to pick me up and take me back to my car and drove home. The first thing I did was look at the GPS printout. It told me that her car was indeed at Statler Street where the motel was located and with that my heart almost stopped beating. I had hoped against hope but it was apparently not to be. I almost didn't bother to go any further but I wanted to see the video for myself just to confirm. I turned on the TV and DVD player and inserted the DVD. I pushed play and sat back to have my heart broken.

The picture was perfect and the room was centered in the middle of the screen. I fast forwarded until I saw a car pull in and slowed down to normal speed. I saw Collin Wilson clear as a bell get out of the car and open the door to the room. He went in and shut the door. Again fast forward until another car came into view. I watched as the woman got out and walked to the door. She knocked and Collin opened the door. He smiled and the woman walked to him. Just as she entered the room, she turned to survey the lot and I saw her face. My heart started to hammer in my chest and my pulse was almost off the chart. I stopped the video, went back to the beginning and watched it completely before ejecting it. 

"Well, I'll be damned!" I said to myself. I had to call Bill Quinn at home immediately. There was one address I wanted to check and I pulled my wife's address book out of the desk drawer. Sure enough, the address I wanted was there and it was what I thought it might be. I smiled to myself. I now had all the information I needed to put things right. 

I called Bill at home and he listened as I told him I needed to speak with him immediately. He told me to come over, but I insisted that we meet someplace else alone, just he and I. He was confused but finally agreed to meet me at the Friday's restaurant close to the office. We met there an hour later. Alison and the girls had called and said that they were going to eat lunch at her mom's and they would be home later. That gave me the time I needed.

I drove to Friday's and met with Bill. I wanted to speak with him first before I showed him the DVD. I had brought the portable player with a 9" screen and headphones so he could watch it there in privacy. He listened to me and I could see him getting more and more angry. At first he refused to believe me and stated over and over that Alison could never do anything like that. I played the tape from Ben's meeting with Collin and then I outlined everything right up to the present and made sure that Ben and Collin were completely implicated in the whole thing. Ben was the least guilty but his cover up had been the beginning of the end for both. 

When he heard Collin talk about Alison his face got red and he was furious. He had personally hired Alison and had always treated her with respect, but I calmed him down and told him to watch the DVD before he said any more. As he watched the DVD, I could see his face fall. The pain was obvious and I looked away so as to give him what privacy I could. He watched the whole thing and finally stopped the player. He looked up at me and I waited until he was ready. Once he had calmed down, I made my only request.

"I want both of them fired for violation of the morals clause in their employment contracts and I want them gone by lunchtime Monday. If you agree to that, all of the information I have is yours to do with as you please. I will never mention it again."

Bill looked at me in surprise but began to smile. It was good to see that smile. I didn't want him involved any more than necessary. 

"You have my word. It will be done first thing Monday and I will have them escorted off the premises. They are as good as dead to me. I may also take further action but it is best that you not know what that action may be. Fair enough?"

"Fair enough." With that, I gave him the satchel I was carrying with all of the surveillance data except for one small cassette that I kept for myself. I wanted that for my own purposes. My wife was about to get a surprise.

Bill and I talked for another hour or so and we made some additional decisions that we would take care of later in the week. We shook hands as we parted and Bill spoke once more to me before I took my leave.

"You are a good and decent man, Brian. I appreciate what you have done and I respect your control in this matter. Things could have gone very badly if you were more of a hothead. You have my thanks and my respect."

I left feeling better than I had for some time. I headed home to see my family. They had no idea of the changes that were coming.

At home that evening, things were normal and I was in a very good mood. Alison wanted to know what was up but I told her that she would find out tomorrow at work. We were very tired from the night, or nights, before so we went to bed early and only to sleep. Alison wanted me to hold her and I was very glad to do so. We fell asleep in each others arms just as we had the night before.

Monday at work was full of activity. I got a call from Alison at 8:30 wanting to know what was up. I pretended innocence and asked her for details. She said that Bill had asked her to have Ben Cramer and Collin Wilson come to his office right away. She said that they were both in there now and that there was shouting coming from all of them. I told her I was in the dark and to let me know what else happened. 

She called 20 minutes later and told me that Bill asked her to have security come to his office right away. She cupped the receiver while she spoke to someone at her desk and then came back on to tell me that Bill asked the guard to escort Ben and Collin back to their desks. She hurriedly hung up and promised to call. 

I heard nothing from her for the next hour until she finally called to tell me that both Ben and Collin had been fired and that Bill wanted her to type up disciplinary letters for both. The cause of dismissal was to be violation of the morals clause. She was all excited: this was the most unusual thing to happen in her time as Bill's secretary. She demanded that we go out for lunch together and to discuss this. I agreed. 

At lunch, Alison was going on and on about what had transpired that morning. She told me that both had been escorted out of the building and warned never to come back. She said Bill was angry and agitated all morning and even yelled at her once, before quickly apologizing. She finally ran down and asked me what it was all about. 

"Why would I know anything about it?"

"Bill told me to ask you when I asked him. He said, 'Ask Brian. He knows all about it and he's the one that opened my eyes to a lot of things.' That's what he said, so you have to tell me."

"Before I tell you what happened, I want you to listen to this tape first."

I handed her the tape of Ben and Collin talking about the motel. She began listening with interest and then I watched her face blanche. She looked at me with eyes wide and mouth forming an 'O' of surprise. She listened to the end and then angrily pulled the phones off.

"That's not true! He's lying! I never went to any motel with him and I never would. You can't believe this tape. Is that what you gave Bill? Does he believe this too?"

"No, he doesn't believe Collin and neither do I. I have to explain something to you and I want you to hear me all the way through. Will you do that?"

As I said that I didn't believe the tape, she relaxed a little but she was still angry and a little scared. She just nodded and motioned me to begin.

"I had overheard Ben and Collin talking just over a week ago. Collin was telling Ben about you and he at the party. He said he got you drunk and then took you out to his car and screwed you in the back seat. He was very graphic about the details and he described what he did and what you did and he told it all to Ben."

"Ben listened and believed what he heard. You'll be happy to know that he was so impressed he wanted Collin to include him in the next meeting. I was confused and tried to think of any way he could be telling the truth. I couldn't believe it but I had to be sure."

Alison tried to interrupt me before I could continue but I just talked over her. I had to get the truth out quickly before she exploded.

"I had Ben talk to Collin and Collin said that he had a motel on Statler Street for Saturday afternoon when you were supposed to get your hair done. I was upset then because how could he know about your hair appointment unless you told him. That's when I mentioned Saturday to you, remember? We made plans for that evening."

"But he wasn't with..." I shushed her with a hand wave and plodded on.

"I decided to be absolutely sure it was really you, so I used one of the company surveillance vans and set it up to track your car and to make a video record of who went into the motel room. I got the desk clerk to make sure of the room he was given so I would know which room to watch and recorded it and looked at everything Sunday. That's when I called Bill and gave everything to him. Ben and Collin were fired at my request."

Alison had listened to me as I told her this story. She still was confused and still couldn't believe that I thought she was with him at the motel.

"But I wasn't with him. I was getting my hair done just as I told you. My parlor is on Statler Street but I didn't know about any motel. Don't you believe me? I actually know who he was with because she told me. It was ....."

I quickly went on, interrupting her before she could get it out. I had to convince her that I had trusted her all along. Not the truth, but the wisest thing to do.

"Yes, I said that I believed you and I'll tell you why. I did get a video record of Collin that day and he did have a woman visit him as he claimed. The woman that visited him in that motel room was Bill's wife, Naomi. I first suspected it after I talked with Jerry Skogins a few days ago. Since Collin claimed that he took you out to his car that night, I asked Jerry if you had been a little drunk and he just laughed telling me that you and his wife were drinking cokes and were inseparable that evening and that you even asked her if she would stay with her to discourage Collin from asking her to dance. He said it was clear that you didn't care much for Collin. When I asked him if Collin ever offered to take you outside for a breath of air, he just laughed and said no way."

"So you actually had doubts about me? You set this all up to spy on me? I'm not sure I like that. You really didn't trust me? Even after Wednesday night and Friday night and again on Saturday?"

"Of course I trusted you but I couldn't explain Collin's story. Why would he say those things if they weren't true. Then it occurred to me that he was trying to distract Ben from knowing who he was really with. If Ben thought it was you, he wouldn't ask any more questions. I had no idea who it was so that's why I had to find out the truth. I just wish it hadn't been Bill's wife. He was devastated."

We talked some more and finally had to go back from lunch. Alison accepted my story about trying to find out who Collin was with and I left it alone. I had really had some doubts and I was ashamed about that, but not sorry that I found out the truth. We were in a good place right now and I didn't want that to change.

Things quieted down at work that afternoon but I got another call from Alison telling me that Bill wanted her to come in to talk to him later that afternoon. I told her I really didn't know what that was about and I think she believed me. I didn't hear any more until later that night at home.

We had dinner, the girls were their normal active selves with phone calls and bathroom meetings and other things only they understood but they finally wound down and went to bed. We enjoyed the silence for a while before Alison told me what Bill had wanted.

"He told me to consider how lucky I was to have a man like you for my husband. He went on and on about trust, and respect and love and what it all meant and what it was like to lose it. He finally told me about Naomi and what she had done and he wanted my advice."

"What did you tell him? Were you able to help him?"

"I couldn't tell him what to do. I only asked him if he really loved her and if he could forgive her. If he could, I urged him to talk to her and let her explain. But I told him if he couldn't get past it and forgive her, to let her go right away. Don't drag it out and don't let it become bitter. He listened to what I said so maybe I helped."

"I'm sure you did. He didn't mention anything else about me?"

"No, nothing else. Why is there something else?"

"Well, yes there is. Bill offered me a position as Corporate Vice President of Investigations. I would have complete control of all the investigators in all the branches around the world and I'd have my choice of locations. We could move to California, or Florida or any place else where we have a branch with more than 5 investigators. I would still report to Bill but only to him. It would mean a lot more money, and perks like stock and other things."

Alison let out a scream and jumped into my lap with her arms around my neck. She couldn't let go and couldn't stop laughing with joy. 

"When did this happen? Is it because of what you did today? Is this some kind of reward?"

"Now who's doubting whom? Bill offered this to me 6 months ago. I just wasn't ready to think about it until now. I guess the thought of losing everything that I have made the choice more real somehow. I thought for a time last week that I could lose you. It made me think."

"Brian, you could never lose me like that. Not to someone else. That will never happen and you will never think like that again. Do you hear me? Never again!"