142 comments/ 176250 views/ 24 favorites Who's Sorry Now? By: Aussie Bard My thanks to "Marie-Terese" and" The Troubador" for their assistance, guidance and for the superb job Marie-Terese did with the editing. Thank you seems so weak but it is heart felt. The crinkled wrapping paper rustled as I shifted in the chair, forcing me to drag my eyes from the now silent television screen. Suddenly the reality of what I had just seen hit me and my stomach was gripped by an icy fist, choking I made a dash for the bathroom to throw up. Eventually the retching subsided and I reached for a towel to clean myself, as I did I became aware of the bitter taste in my mouth. Bitter from the vomit but more than that the bitter taste of having just seen my wife of 10 years fuck my friend. Well maybe friend was too strong a word, especially after what I had just seen. Bryan was more of a work acquaintance with whom we socialized from time to time. Rinsing with a mouth wash removed one bad taste but only confrontation with these two cheating bastards would remove the other. I tried to sort out what had happened, to find some logical reason for it. One part of me still hoped that this was all a big joke and I would arrive home to find Debra laughing at how she had caught me. I guess I knew my marriage was now over, still I did not want to let it go without a fight. The questions that repeated over and over in my head were why? What had I done to deserve this? What had happened in our marriage that drove Debra to seek revenge on me like this? The tape had some of the answers but I had been in shock right from the start of it and had not heard what she was saying to me as she screwed Bryan. I knew I would have to watch it again to understand what she was trying to tell me, however much I dreaded seeing them together again. My first reaction was to grab the phone and ring home, after a few rings the answering machine kicked in informing me that neither Debra nor Ian (I'm Ian) was home right now but that I could leave a message and one of them would get back to me. Grabbing a drink from the mini bar, I settled down in the armchair pressing rewind on the remote. As the tape wound back to the start I allowed my mind to wander back to when this had begun only a few short hours ago. The messenger had delivered the package to the hotel front desk. It was held there until I returned from the clients I had been negotiating with. I work for a large engineering company that contracts work in most of the larger cities throughout the country. Normally I do most of my work from my desk in the main office, leaving the traveling and early negotiations to my sales people. This trip was an exception. It should have been Bryan here but he had come down sick at the last moment. With no-one else available I had to fill in. It meant 4 days away from home, leaving on Tuesday and getting back mid-day Saturday. I finished up with the clients arriving back at the hotel at 3.30 pm. When I asked at the front desk if there were any messages I was handed the package and a message from the main office. Back in my room I threw the package on the bed and rang the office. Gail, my secretary, answered and told me that they just needed to confirm that I would be back in the office Monday. "Yes, everything is completed here, for now. I have the new specifications and there are no hitches so I'll fly out tomorrow and be back in the office on Monday. Is there anything urgent on my desk that I should know about?" Gail answered "No nothing that can't wait, it's been a quiet week and I've been able to field anything that came up." "Good, I don't know what I would do without you Gail. I'll see you Monday. Have a good weekend. Bye". Next I confirmed my flight before I got too relaxed and forgot. No changes to my flight, I had to be at the airport by 9am the following morning. The negotiations had been a bit of push and shove and now that they were over I could feel the stress levels fading and with them the adrenaline. Suddenly I felt tired. An early dinner and bed were what I needed. Ringing down to the desk I booked a table for 7.30 pm. With more than three hours to kill I decided that I should check out the package then shower and change for dinner. Inside the package I found a video and a letter. The envelope was addressed to "You Bastard" which got my attention straight away. Someone from the office having a bit of fun? I slipped the tape into the VCR before reading the letter. It was short, piquing my curiosity "I want you to know how much I enjoyed making this for you. I doubt that you will have the same enjoyment watching it." No signature added to the mystery. Settling down to watch the video I pushed play and was greeted by a shot of my wife Debra. She was sitting in our lounge staring into the camera, stark naked. Her opening words hit me like a punch in the gut "You cheating bastard this is where I get my revenge….." the rest of her words were lost on me as I saw Bryan walk into the scene sporting an erection and nothing else. From then on it all became a blur of these two sucking and fucking. ------------------------------------------- A click told me that the tape was ready to play and I mentally steeled myself for what would follow. Pushing play I watched my wife sitting naked in our lounge, her breasts sagging only slightly, pointed directly at the camera. It struck me as odd that her nipples were not erect, just two small bumps on her full 38 D bust. Again her words shouted out of the speakers at me but this time I made the effort to listen. "You cheating bastard, this is where I get my revenge for what you and your sluts have put me through." The words, full of anger, were loud and held a threat of worse to come. Bryan entered the scene his 7 inches of thick meat leading the way as he moved towards Debra. "You thought that I wouldn't find out about your fucking around on me? Well you're not the only one with friends who stand by you." She had lowered the volume but there was still that anger, mixed now with a sadness. Bryan reached Debra and put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her as she seemed close to tears. She reached out and took his cock in her left hand, her wedding ring clearly visible as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Slowly Debra began to stroke his cock as she continued with her tirade. "All that bullshit about loving only me while all the time you were out fucking your young girlfriends. Don't try to deny it I have all the proof I need." Picking up some papers from the coffee table she waved them at the camera. Her ministration of Bryan's cock hadn't lessened and small moans of sexual satisfaction proved she was having the desired effect. "Motel rooms booked on your bankcard, in the name of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. You could have been more original than that. Sexy lingerie and flowers, again on your bankcard, lingerie that I never saw and you haven't bought me flowers in ages. Presents for your bimbos no doubt. Well here is where you start to pay." Debra dropped the bank statements, discarding them as no longer important She turned aligning her face with the purple head of Bryan's engorged cock, her mouth now only a couple of inches away from it. Pushing her tongue out she moved forward until she could scoop the precum that oozed from the tip. Pulling her tongue back into her mouth Debra made a show of savouring his offering before she swallowed. "Hmmm nice and sweet just as I like it, better than my bastard of a husband can produce. I want more, lots more." Not wasting anymore time Debra swallowed Bryan's cock all the way down slurping and sucking like there was no tomorrow. Bryan's moans became more animated as he began to fuck her mouth, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed as his excitement built. Debra soon found a rhythm that met Bryan's and her head movements, co-ordinated with his thrusts soon brought him to the edge. Seconds before he shot his juices down her throat Debra pressed her thumb against the base of his cock cutting off the flow of cum. Stopping her sucking she held his cockhead in her mouth keeping him hard but allowing him time to cool off a little. I knew the feeling well. This was one of her favourite tricks to make our lovemaking last longer and to give our orgasms a greater intensity. After a couple of minutes of little action she again began to suck and stroke his cock. Taking her time she controlled him so that he wouldn't cum before she was ready, actually couldn't would be more accurate. Finally, Debra began to work his cock faster and harder. Slipping it out of her mouth, her hand still working the shaft, she urged him on "Yes baby that's it cum for me, you know you want to. You know how much I want you to cum. Yes that's it baby give it all to me. I want to taste you. You know I love the taste of your cum. Cum for me." All this had Bryan worked up to fever pitch and his cock was straining and twitching. His face showed the strain and his grunts and moans had reached a peak. With that Debra turned, faced the camera, her eyes that once looked at me with love now filled with sadness and anger. "Watch this you prick" and taking Bryan's cock head back into her mouth she slipped a finger up into his ass. This sent Bryan over the top and he froze in place spurting his juices into her mouth. There wasn't a lot, but what there was must have been best quality because Debra caught it all in her mouth and held it there. Again she turned to the camera and opening her mouth for me to see then closed her lips and swallowed it all down. Slipping her tongue between her lips she licked them clean then turned back to Bryan's cock which received the same treatment. Debra refused to relinquish it until it was spotless, not a trace of cum to be seen. It was hard for me to watch, not only because she was my wife but because she had choreographed this scene to provide maximum pain. She had never let me cum in her mouth nor had she tasted my cum. Anal sex was another forbidden thing in our sex life but here she was finger fucking Bryan in the ass. Despite my strongest efforts tears filled my eyes and I had to work hard not to break down again. Bryan had softened and shrunk and would require some time to recover. Debra made the most of this time to tell me how much of a better lover he was, that he was so much bigger than me. For the record this was pure BS, my own equipment is not huge but it shades Bryan both in length and thickness. Debra continued with her tirade then hit me with her knockout punch "It is 7pm Tuesday night, you left this morning and when you receive this tape it will be Friday afternoon. Bryan and I will have been fucking for four days. Even this does not make up for the pain you have caused me so here are my conditions." Here she paused for a moment as if to brace herself then continued. "I intend to continue seeing Bryan or any other man I choose for as long as I want to. If you try to cause trouble or do any thing to try to stop me then I will divorce you, with the evidence and witnesses I have I will take every thing you have. The courts don't take kindly to cheating husbands." "If or when we get back to normal will be entirely up to me and you will have no say in any thing that I do from now on. Needless to say you will have no more contact with any other woman." "I know that you are Bryan's boss but if you do any thing to hurt him at work, or physically then I will divorce you. The choice is up to you but remember you have a lot more to lose than he does." "Oh! And last but not least I am no longer on the pill and Bryan doesn't like using condoms so there is every likelihood that I will get pregnant. If I do then we will raise the child as if it were our own." Bryan stood quietly in the background with a big shit eating smirk on his face. A smirk that said he had put one over on me and that I was in no position to defend myself or to retaliate. Debra looked at him then back to the camera. Laughing sarcastically she said "Well you bastard it is up to you what happens now, but in the meantime I intend to enjoy my new lover. Oh yes, just to put you in the picture fully this isn't the first time I have had Bryan. He and I have been consoling each other for the last 2 months and it has been the best sex that I have ever had." The camera shut down then restarted again, this time in the master bedroom showing Debra, still naked, lying on the stripped bed. Shortly Bryan joined her and they spent the next 10 minutes kissing and groping each others bodies. Pulling away from him Debra said "Come here darling I have a special treat that I have been saving for just this moment." Rising to her knees she positioned herself across the bed so that I could clearly see her swollen, wet pussy lips. Getting into position on all fours she turned to Bryan who was fully hard again. "Get behind me and fuck me hard and fast, you know the way I like it." Bryan quickly moved into position and lined his cock up with my wife's willing, cheating cunt. Again she managed a twist that surprised both me and Bryan. "Not there darling," she whimpered in her best sexy voice. "You know what you have wanted, well today is that special day. I want you to take my anal virginity. Just please take it slow and easy, remember you are so much bigger than my husband." The grin on Bryan's face was soul destroying as was this last message from Debra. It was plain that I now took second place in her heart and her life if indeed I had a place at all. I knew that the rest of the tape was just pure sex and went on for more than an hour, denigrating me and my ability as a lover, before they decided to take a break. Not wanting to see this I turned the tape off and reached for my drink. Downing it in one gulp I grabbed a refill from the mini bar before trying to sort out my feelings. Suddenly I realized I didn't want to be alone, I needed to be part of a crowd. Looking at my watch I saw the time was almost 6.30 pm. A shower and change of clothes did nothing to help my confusion but kept me busy until it was time for dinner. The restaurant was busy despite being early and I waited 15 minutes for my table. I spent the time sitting at the bar nursing a mineral water. Originally I intended to get blasted and to hell with them both, but realized that what I really needed was to try to make sense of what had happened, what was happening. Glancing around I recognized some of the other hotel guests, some I had ridden in the lift with, others I had seen here in the restaurant on previous evenings. Two salesmen I had met and had a few drinks with came into the bar and greeted me with a wave before moving over to a couple of young ladies who were waiting for them. Both of these guys wore wedding bands but this didn't seem to affect their need to get some extra marital entertainment. Now I'm no saint and I certainly enjoyed looking at a pretty woman but I had never been tempted to cheat on Debra. That is not to say that there hadn't been the opportunity but that is as far as it had every gone, a little harmless flirting. Once I had been seated and looking through the menu I realized how hungry I was. My last meal of a sandwich and coffee had been 7 hours earlier and that had been flushed down the toilet in my outpouring of anguish. As I waited for the meal to arrive I reviewed what Debra had said and still it made no sense. I had never cheated on her, the evidence she had produced was easily explained. The lingerie was sitting in a box wrapped up and in the back of my wardrobe as an anniversary gift for her. The flowers I had bought, at her request, for her mother's birthday eight weeks earlier. The motel booking was a business booking for one of our out of town managers and his wife. The company had reimbursed me a few weeks later. My entrée arrived and as I tasted the fish I had a flash back to another time where I had been served fish. It was as if a veil had been lifted and I began to see things clearly. ----------------------------------------------- It started in May when the firm's twice yearly dinner was again due. Aaron Smith one of our managers had phoned from out of town to ask if I could book a room for him and his wife. "Yes certainly Aaron, just for the one night?" "Yes I have to get back for a meeting and beside I can only take so much of main office politics." he said laughing. "I'll get on to it right away and fax the details through to your office. See you at the dinner; I'll save a seat for you at our table if that is ok with you." I replied. "Great, I will look forward to it. At least with you and Debra we will get some decent conversation rather than who is screwing who around the office." With that he hung up. I rang some of the local hotels but all were fully booked due to some sort of convention. Eventually I found a motel which had a room available but they would only hold if they had a deposit immediately. Not wanting to miss out I agreed but then remembered that my company card was faulty and I was waiting on a replacement. I gave them the details of my own card to reserve the room knowing that the company would cover the costs. Looking up I noticed Bryan leaning on the doorframe sipping coffee. "What are you up to you old dog? Mr. And Mrs. Smith indeed. Who is the lucky girl? Do I know her?" I guess Bryan had come in on the last part of the conversation. It would seem that he judged others by his own rather loose standards assuming that I was setting up a tryst with another woman. If I denied it he would not believe me and drag out this conversation hoping to find out who it was. "No you don't know her and I hope you never will." I replied "and now if you don't mind I have a lot of work to do." Grinning, Bryan left. Later that week at the dinner Debra and I shared a table with 4 other couples including Aaron and Sue Smith and Bryan and his wife Andrea. During the evening Bryan danced several times with Debra and seemed to have developed an interest in her. His hands did tend to roam but Debra had the whole thing under control so I didn't worry. Noticing that Andrea seemed very uncomfortable I felt embarrassed for her. Apart from this the night was a good one and we had a great time. -------------------------------------------------- A voice at my elbow brought me back to the present with a jolt "Would you like anything else sir?" Looking up I realized that the waiter was hovering there and it was getting late. The meal had come and gone without me realizing it. "No that will be all thanks." I signed for the meal and drinks including a generous tip. Once I was back in my room I rang room service and left a request for an early wake up call, then packed ready for an early departure next morning. Deciding that I didn't want to face Debra until I had things worked out I rang a hotel near the office and booked a room. Once I was satisfied, I had every thing under control, I went to bed. Sleep came hard that night and I spent most of it tossing and turning. Like an itch I couldn't scratch something had been niggling at the back of my mind since dinner. Mixed in with all of the other emotions I was feeling, it didn't get much attention. Later as I finally relaxed enough to drift off to sleep that niggling thought came back much clearer and jerked me back to full awareness. That bastard Bryan had set this whole thing up. He had a reputation for chasing women most of which was due to his bragging but some of the women in the office had fallen prey to his advances and suffered the consequences. The night of the dinner he had his eye on Debra and obviously had decided to get her by making her mad at me. Thinking that I was fucking around with other women, he counted on her wanting revenge, and it had worked. He believed the story about the motel room and no doubt embellished it to make it appear as if it had been going on for some time with several women. Once Bryan had raised the possibility Debra would have done a bit of investigation and found the statements, jumping to the wrong conclusions she would have shown them to Bryan who no doubt would have confirmed her thoughts. Who's Sorry Now? Thinking clearly now for the first time I knew what I had to do and revenge was high on my list. Finally I dropped into a fitful sleep. Arriving back home I went straight to the hotel. I hoped that they thought I would come storming in yelling, demanding to know what the fuck they thought they were doing. This way kept them off balance. Making them guess where I was gave me some of the control back. The office was closed, it being Saturday, but as a department head I had 24/7 access. Once I was settled into the hotel I paid a visit to my office and did some quick research on Bryan's expense account. The bastard wasn't as smart as he thought and it only took me 2 hours to find several expenses that obviously were not work related. His weakness for the ladies meant that he had made use of two local motels on a regular basis and these had been charged to the company. Next to his desk I found his diary, which also gave me a lot of information. Names and dates of many of the women he had fucked as well as contact addresses and phone numbers. Some were married and these would be the easiest to convince to help me; at risk of exposure they would have little choice. This bastard loved to live dangerously, one of his conquests was the wife of Peter Bilson a senior partner in the firm. Armed with this information I returned to my hotel room and set about putting my plan into action. First I rang a few of Bryan's conquests and asked for their help, at first they were reluctant to talk and even less inclined to help as this would mean that they had to admit their adulterous affairs. However, all finally agreed that they preferred to help rather than have their husbands find out. Surprisingly I didn't have any feelings of guilt about blackmailing these women, rationalizing that their behaviour had been of their own choosing and therefore any consequences were a result of their cheating. I needed to make a quick trip to the mall to purchase a mini video camera, a spare battery and some blank video tapes for the VCR in my room. Once I had recorded my evidence I would need to make some copies. It was now after 2 pm and while I was setting up I rang room service for a light lunch. I had finished by 3 pm and ordered a rental car delivered to the hotel as soon as possible. At this stage I was feeling quite pleased with myself. Everything was coming together with surprising ease. I should have been feeling more depressed but I suppose the activity and adrenaline kept me busy enough to avoid the down side of things. When the car arrived I grabbed the camera and set off for my home, I needed evidence of Bryan being there. Driving past I saw both Debra and Bryan's cars parked in the driveway. I did a U turn at the next intersection and cruised up to where I could clearly see the house and drive. Checking the camera I recorded the scene and a quick scan of the house. As I was finishing up my cell phone rang. Checking the incoming call number I saw that it was my home phone, Debra, realizing that something was wrong, was trying to check up on me. I let it ring out then turned it off, I wasn't ready to talk to her yet. Returning to the hotel I made a copy of what I had just taped and on the same tape copied the video that Debra had sent to me. I had noticed a local sushi bar near the hotel and once I was satisfied that everything was ready I nipped out for a meal. Walking back to the hotel after dinner I suddenly felt very tired and decided that an early night was best. Surprisingly I slept like a log and woke feeling much better than I had the previous day. My first visitor arrived right on time at 9.30 am and, as I ushered her in, I tried to put her at ease. "Mrs. Anderson? May I call you Diana? Please make yourself comfortable in that chair. Would you like some coffee?" "Yes Diana would be fine and no coffee thanks. Forgive me if I find it hard to be comfortable under the circumstances." Sitting Diana down in front of the camera I tried to smooth things over. "Look, the only person who will see this is my wife and once I have finished with it the tape will be destroyed along with Bryan's diary. There will be nothing left for you to worry about. I really am sorry and if it wasn't important then you wouldn't be here." I gave the same talk to the other women with the exception of the last one, Peter's wife Marie. For her tape I had special plans. When I had contacted her to arrange this meeting she hadn't been the least perturbed about her cheating. In fact she almost seemed to relish what she had done. Not realizing that I worked for her husband's company she assumed that I had caught Peter with my wife and wanted to extract some form of revenge. "Look if you want to get back at her the best revenge is for you to fuck someone else. How about we discuss it once we have finished the meeting?" The thought of fucking her repulsed me but I agreed to consider it. It didn't take long to record Diana's story and she left with a sigh of relief to be replaced 20 minutes later by Susan and after her 4 others. With Marie I made the excuse that I was too angry at that moment to enjoy any form of sex but I would call her later to set up a time. This was one date I would never keep. Now the trap was set and I was ready for my first spot of revenge. I rang Dave Edwards at home and told him I had to see him on an urgent matter. Dave was the head of the finance section and a good friend. Curious, he agreed to meet with me that afternoon. Over coffee I gave him a quick run down of my last three days leaving out what had taken place that morning. Then I asked him for a big favour. I wanted it to appear as if Bryan had been caught out in a random check. He would know that it was me that did it but if Dave started the process then there would be no chance of any comeback. As far as the company was concerned I wouldn't be involved. Normally I wouldn't be involved in the expenses side of things and if it was thought that I had made the discovery questions might be asked. Dave readily agreed to help as he had lost a good personal assistant and friend due to Bryan's fooling around. The woman had been caught by her husband and there was a bitter divorce and custody battle. She had lost custody of her kids and the resulting depression had left her unable to do the work. While she was still with the firm she now had a less demanding job. Bryan? Well he just dumped her and continued on as if nothing had happened. I gave Dave all of the info I had on Bryan's expense cheating "I'll go in to the office this afternoon and begin working on it." Besides helping me it would look good for Dave if he exposed a case of expense fraud. He was eager to get started. Next I rang Andrea. "Andrea, it's Ian, can I speak to Bryan please?" Andrea hesitated then said "Ian, Bryan won't be back from his trip until Tuesday. I thought that you knew that?" "Yes of course Andrea, I don't know what I was thinking. Things have been a bit hectic and my mind is not where it should be. Sorry to disturb you. Bye." With the camera and my video in hand I drove round to Bryan and Andrea's home and knocked on the door. When Andrea opened the door and saw me she suddenly became worried "What's wrong has something happened to Bryan?" "No, nothing as yet but that could change at any moment. Can I come in, I have something that I need to show you and then we have to talk." I think at that stage Andrea had her first inkling as to what this was all about. "Ok come on in and I'll put on some fresh coffee." "Thanks, I think we'll both need it before we're finished." Quickly I explained what had happened and when I showed Andrea the shot of Bryan's car in our drive she didn't seem very surprised. "I knew that bastard was cheating on me but I could never find any proof. It's not the sort of thing you go round asking your friends about is it?" I explained what was on the rest of the video and asked if she wanted to see it. Andrea agreed that she should take a look and once she was assured that what I had said was true she asked if she could have a copy of the tape. "Of course you can, I'll send it over to you tomorrow. What I had in mind however is a little more satisfying." Andrea looked at me as if I had asked her for a fuck which, on reflection, she probably thought that I had. "No I'm sorry I didn't mean that the way it sounded. I don't want to take you to bed Andrea." "Aren't I pretty enough for you." It was at that point I realized that Andrea was crying. Taking her in my arms I comforted her. I knew that she must be feeling what I had felt on Friday night. What she needed now was reassurance and I was just the person to give it to her. "Yes Andrea I think that you are a very beautiful, sensual woman and any man would want to take you to bed and make love to you. However I don't think that is what you want or need right now." Pausing to let it sink in I continued "What I had in mind was catching them at it and giving them both the shock of their lives. They think that they have me over a barrel and are safe. Now it is time to upset their safe little world. Neither Bryan nor Debra are the sharpest knife in the drawer and I'm sure this will come as a real surprise to both of them." I gave Andrea a chance to settle down while I got us both a cup of coffee, then explained how it would work. Andrea thought it through and agreed that this was the best way. Taking the camera I replaced the battery with one that was fully charged and put it in my overnight bag, which had a small hole cut in it. Unless you knew what to look for it would not be noticed, and I intended to cause a major distraction for them. Driving us both to my house in the rental car I entered Andrea's mobile phone number into my cell phone and set it up for speed dial. Andrea stayed in the car out of sight of the house as I walked up my drive and knocked on the door. A few moments later Debra threw the door open and launched into me. "Where the fuck have you been. No don't lie you've been with one of your women haven't you. You cheating bastard who the hell do you think you are. I warned you what would happen." Holding up my hand I answered the only way I could in the circumstances "Shut the fuck up and get inside you cheating slut." Total surprise registered on Debra's face and she took a step back. Bryan had heard the commotion and arrived at the door as I made my way in, again that shit eating grin on his face made me want to punch him into oblivion. Resisting the urge I walked into the lounge and placed my bag on a side table so that the camera covered most of the room. Debra and Bryan followed me in and sat side by side on the couch, gaining strength from each other. At least this time they were clothed but the vision of them on the tape kept intruding into my brain, helping to maintain my anger. Debra was still in shock from my outburst and sat without saying anything. This gave me the opening I needed. "So Bryan I take it that you are the friend that stood by my wife?" At least he had the decency to look a little nervous before he answered. "Yeah well someone had to. What you were doing to her wasn't right and I felt that I had to help her." His grin was back along with his confidence, but not for long if things went right. "So you are the one who told her about my cheating?" Bryan just shrugged and smiled at Debra placing his arm around her for comfort. "Well I have bad news for both of you. I have never cheated and I had no plans to do so until I saw the video, now who knows what I will do." Debra came back to life and straight into the attack "You would say that but I have evidence of what you have been up to." I interrupted "Ah! The bank statements. I think that you need to look at those again. The flowers were for your mum's birthday, if you remember you asked me to buy them. The lingerie is upstairs in a box addressed to you as an anniversary present. One you will never receive. The motel was booked for Aaron Smith and his wife; if you had looked at the dates closer you would have realized that the room was booked for the night of the dinner. I spent the whole night with you. The women were all Bryan's imagination to help him get into your pants and it worked." "Bryan would never do that he cares about me." Debra responded. "He loves himself and just uses others. If you don't believe me then perhaps you will believe some of his other conquests." Taking the interview tape I placed it in the VCR and pressed play. "What the fuck are you up to …" Bryan began but I pushed him into a seat. "Sit down and shut up unless you want me to beat you to a pulp now rather than later." He got the message and sat. Debra was staring at the screen as 6 of Bryan's women told how he had met, used then dropped each of them. The room was silent other than the voices coming from the television. Debra was stunned and Bryan was far from confident now. As the last interview was winding up I pushed auto dial on my phone to let Andrea know that it was safe to come in. Debra had finally realized that she had been used and what she had done. Tears poured down her face which had changed from pretty to a mask of horror. Bryan was regaining some of his earlier bluster and sitting up he made to get out of the chair when an unexpected movement at the edge of his vision caught his attention. Startled, he looked up to see his wife standing in the doorway. Staring him down, she softly ground out. "Don't you move you cheating prick." Andrea had entered the room quietly and un-noticed through the unlocked front door. The strength and resolve in her voice surprised even me. The tone left no one in any doubt as to who was in charge of this conversation. "I've got some things to say to you and I want you where I can see you." The look on Bryan's face was priceless, I am sure that up till that point he thought he could just walk away from this mess. "I want a divorce and I want you out of my life. Don't bother coming home it's over. If you want some clothes let me know where you are staying." Her voice was icy cold. The words cut through the air sharp and clean. "Leave a message on the answering machine and I'll have them sent over. I'll see my lawyer tomorrow and start the divorce." Walking over to him she looked him straight in the eyes. "It's not what you think, I can explain …." Bryan tried to gain some sort of control but Andrea was having none of it. Before anyone knew what was happening she hauled off and slapped him across his left cheek. One of her rings caught him on the cheek bone cutting his face, drawing a trickle of blood. "Don't you dare lie to me again. For once in your life grow up and take responsibility for your actions." With that Andrea turned and walked out, tears rolling down her face. Stopping at the door she turned and in a soft, tired voice said "Ian could you take me home now, please." "Yes Andrea I'll take you home." I turned to face them "It will take me about 30 minutes to drive Andrea home then come back. By the time I get back I expect both of you to be gone. Debra, I haven't made up my mind about us yet but I think I need some space to work things through, and yes I will be considering divorce." Leaving the bag and camera in place to record what happened I took Andrea by the arm and escorted her back to the car. Back at her place I asked if she would be alright. Up till now Andrea had kept it together pretty well however as soon as I spoke the dam walls burst and she collapsed into my arms sobbing uncontrollably. Half carrying her I took her inside and sat her down on the sofa then got her a large brandy. At first she refused it but I insisted and finally she gave in. The alcohol took away her breath and made her gasp a little but it had the desired effect of stopping her crying. "Andrea I know that this may not be what you want to hear right now but this is the best thing for you. Bryan is a cheating bastard and he'll never change, He thinks only of what he wants not of how you will be hurt by his actions. I know for a fact that he has cheated on you with at least 10 different women here in town and god knows how many on his trips. With him out of your life you will have a chance to find someone who really appreciates you and who will make you happy. When you find that person remember the hurt that you are feeling now and never do anything to cause that person the same hurt. I have to go but if you need anything at all you have my number. Don't hesitate to call, please." Walking to the door I turned to make sure she was ok. I found her looking at me and wiping the tears from her face. "Thank you Ian, you are a real friend and I do appreciate the help. I'll call you tomorrow if that is ok.' "Fine I look forward to hearing from you. Take care." The drive home was a haze of mixed emotions. As I parked the car I wasn't sure if I wanted her to still be there or not. Bracing myself for what was to come I slowly made my way up the path to the porch. Taped to the front door was a note from Debra. As the door closed behind me it closed off a part of my life and I suddenly felt alone and very tired. Grabbing a beer from the kitchen I took it into the lounge and flopped down on the couch. Rolling the ice cold bottle on my forehead I tried to ease the throbbing in my head. Remembering the note I took a swig from the bottle and tore open the envelope, Debra's neat handwriting was clearly visible on the page. "My dearest Ian I guess I fucked up in a big way, I wish it hadn't happened but it did and now we have to live with the consequences. You probably won't believe me but I really do love you, perhaps more now than when we first married. If you decide on divorce I really can't blame you and I will agree to anything that you want, it's not like I can say it didn't happen, after all you have the video. No matter what happens I have told Bryan what I think of him, I never want to see him again. How could I be so stupid as to believe him and hurt you so deeply? I know now that you never would have cheated on me and that I don't deserve to have someone like you. All I can say is that if you could find it in your heart to give me a second chance then I would do anything to make you love me again and to win back your respect and trust. I have taken some clothes and moved in with my parents. When you make up your mind could you please let me know? I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me. All my love Debra." Screwing the note up I tossed it into a corner of the room and finished my beer. Deciding that tonight might be as good a time as any to get drunk I grabbed another beer. As I walked back into the lounge I noticed my bag still sitting on the side table. Damn! I had forgotten about the camera in the bag, not that it made much difference now but I may as well see what I had gotten. Each piece of evidence seemed, in some perverse way to satisfy a need deep within me. I was almost glad of anything that would show the viewer how badly I had been treated. I had fully immersed myself in self pity. Removing the camera I pressed rewind and while it was turning back to the start I connected the camera to the VCR. Pressing play I watched what had happened after Andrea and I had left. -------------------------------------------------- Debra sat on the sofa sobbing while Bryan sat slumped in the chair, neither acknowledging the other for a few minutes, then Bryan moved over to Debra. Taking her face in his hand he wiped her tears away whispering that things would be alright and for her not to worry. "Look we both have no place to stay for now. Andrea and Ian will come to their senses and realise that they can't do without us but for now we can get a room together. At least we will have each other." Who's Sorry Now? Debra looked at Bryan as if he were mad "YOU BASTARD. You lie to me to get me to cheat on my husband now you expect me to set up house with you. GET OUT NOW, I never want to see you again. You conned me into cheating on the only man I have ever loved and probably destroyed my marriage in the process. We were planning on starting a family next year, now that may never happen." As Debra tore into Bryan I saw a woman hurt and desperate. Her face held a look of pure hate and Bryan was the recipient. "I should have known that Ian would not cheat on me but I chose to believe you rather than have faith in him. God knows that I have given him reason to want another woman with my refusal to try new things and keep our sex life exciting but, despite all that, he has always accepted me for who I am and stuck by me. He has never been anything but a considerate lover always putting me first. Do you know that since we first made love he has always made sure that I have had at least one orgasm, and usually more, before he thinks of himself? All of those things that I said about you being a better lover were said to hurt Ian and I want you to know that you aren't in the same league as him. Know this you fucking hypocrite, if Andrea needs a witness for her divorce she can count on me. Now leave before I do something I will regret." Regaining her strength Debra stood and faced Bryan then, just as quickly, she kneed him in the balls. "I was wrong I don't regret it at all." Bryan let out a whimper and sank to his knees, clutching his groin, a look of extreme pain on his face. For a moment it appeared as if he would throw up but he managed to control his stomach. Staggering to his feet he grabbed his jacket from the chair and left the room, probably to the bedroom to get his bag as it was several minutes later that I heard the front door slam shut. Hearing the door Debra was brought back to reality and also left the room, later she returned carrying a small overnight bag. Sitting at the table she wrote the note and placed a small kiss on the page before sealing it in an envelope. Standing, she slowly looked around the room, almost as if she were trying to burn it into her mind so as never to forget it. Lightly fingering a framed picture of the two of us holding each other and laughing, she whispered something that was to low to be heard by the camera Her slight frame shuddered as a bout of tears racked her and she seemed to collapse in on herself. Struggling to compose herself she wiped the tears from her eyes. Picking up her bag and the envelope she moved out of the shot and seconds later the sound of the front door closing could be clearly heard. ----------------------------------------------- Turning off the VCR I sat on the couch and finished my beer while contemplating what I had just seen and heard. Some of the things that I had seen on the video that Debra had sent to me now started to make sense. It was clear to me that the sex with Bryan was an act of revenge from which she had derived little real pleasure. It wasn't an act of love and had been driven by her mistaken belief that I had cheated. While it didn't excuse what she had done it did put it into a different light, and I now had no doubts that Debra still loved me. The stress of the last few days was starting to take effect now that the adrenalin had stopped pumping and I knew any decisions I had to make would need a clear head. Putting the empties into the trash I headed off to bed, dropping into a fitful sleep. The next day was Monday and I had to go into the office. No, that's not right, I could have begged off going in and just faxed the details into Gail. The truth is that I wanted to go in so that I could see the look on Bryan's face when the shit hit the fan. Arriving early I prepared my last surprise for the bastard who would soon reap the very sour oats he had sown. I had made a special tape of my last visitor to the hotel and placed it on Peter's desk before he arrived. I knew that he was always in by 7.30 am and that he would have seen it before Bryan arrived at his usual 8.30 am. The tape was a copy of my interview with Marie, Peter's wife. In it she admitted her affair with Bryan and explained how he had come on to her. Without it the company may have just dismissed Bryan not wanting the bad publicity but once Peter saw the tape I knew that he would hand Bryan over to the police. I had no idea what sentence he could receive but, whatever it was, it wouldn't be enough for what he had made me suffer At 8 am I received a call from Peter that as soon as Bryan arrived he wanted to see him in his office. I couldn't help smirking as I hung up knowing that there was no way that he could talk his way out of this, and as yet he didn't even know. Not trusting myself to talk to him I left a message for Bryan to see Peter, then went to talk with Gail about the trip and the new contract. At 9 am I watched as Bryan was escorted to his desk then to the door by two very big security guards. The look on his face was priceless. He knew that I had set it up but didn't know how. I am sure that he had thought that I wouldn't do or say anything at work because of the embarrassment it would cause. Well he knew better now. The rest of the day was a busy blur as I shuffled and reshuffled the staff to cover Bryan's workload now that he was no longer with us. Andrea's phone call came at lunch time and I was able to talk to her at length. She had decided to go through with the divorce and wanted to know if I would help her through it. Of course I agreed and suggested that as we were both alone and in need of company that I take her to dinner. At first she was hesitant but eventually agreed. I told her that I would pick her up at 7pm and to bring a list of any questions she had. Andrea was ready when I arrived to pick her up and had made a real effort with her appearance. "God you look great! Let's go before I loose control and try to take advantage of you." I knew it was a corny line but at least it brought a smile to her face. Taking her hand I led her from the house to my car. The dinner was terrific and despite the reason behind it all I enjoyed myself. Andrea's company went a long way to making me feel better about what had happened. After dinner I drove her home and took her to the door. Kissing her on the cheek I thanked her for a great night and again told her that she was not to worry as I would be there for her. As I turned to leave Andrea spoke quietly. "Ian don't go yet. I need to be with someone and you are the only one who cares about me." Seeing the look in my eyes she quickly continued. "Not in a sexual way but I need someone to hold me, to make me feel wanted. Could you do that for me? Please?" The last word spoken as a plea for help tugged at my heart. "Of course. I can stay as long as you need me. It's not often that I get the chance to hold such a beautiful woman." Opening the door I put my arm around her and helped her into the house. As I held her I realized that in helping her I was also helping myself. In return Andrea was giving me a feeling of being needed, a feeling of worth. Sitting in darkness on the sofa each lost in our own thoughts Andrea drifted off to sleep. I was sure that she hadn't had much sleep last night as she was soon breathing deeply getting the rest she so badly needed. I found a blanket in one of the bedrooms and covered her before heading off to my own place. ------------------------------------------------- A few days later Peter called me into his office. I expected the worst realizing that his wife had probably told him whom she had spoken to. Imagine my surprise when instead of firing me he congratulated me on my tactfulness and thanked me for letting only him know. In answer to his unspoken question I assured him that he had the only tape of the interview and that Bryan's diary had been destroyed. It was a lie. I had both at home in my safe. The look of relief and the heartfelt thanks from Peter again surprised me but not as much as his next statement. "Ian this company is in a very strong position and I don't need to tell you that it will continue to grow rapidly in the next few years. It needs men of integrity like you, men who know the right thing to do. I know that you can grow with the company, I can see big things in the not to distant future for you." "Thanks Peter I appreciate it but I only did what I thought was right, nothing more." Peter paused for a few seconds before continuing. "We did a bit more checking and found out that the bastard had been taking kickbacks from the companies that he had been dealing with. The whole thing has been handed over to the police and he has been charged. With any luck he will spend some time as a guest of the government." A pained look came into his eyes and he seemed to be someplace other than his office as he went on. "I'm divorcing her. The tape will ensure she will get very little and my attorney said that there will be no problems. I have known for some time that she was cheating. He wasn't the first. Now with your help I have the proof to set me free so I can get on with the rest of my life. If you don't have trust you don't have a marriage. It's the same in business you need to work with people you can trust." Looking at him I saw a man in great pain. He had been very much in love with her and this decision had not been an easy one for him. "Peter. I appreciate what you are saying and I do want to get ahead in the company, but not because of another persons pain. If I do go on to bigger and better things I hope that it is due to my business abilities and not because I was able to help you." He smiled at me, a pale weak smile "As I said a man of integrity. Ian I have kept you from things you need to do and it is time you thought of yourself. Take a few days off and see if you can't save your marriage before things get out of control." I was stunned, I had no idea he knew of my wife's involvement with Bryan. "Thanks Peter, I think that I will take you up on that." Walking away I had the strangest feeling that I had just been played like a fiddle. As I arrived at my office Gail spotted me and came into the office closing the door she gave me a sad supportive look then said "Ian, I don't know all the details but this place has few secrets. You know that if I can help in any way you only have to ask. My hubby and I have some idea of what you are going through, we had a similar thing happen a few years ago. The good news is if you both want it to work then you can get through it." Pausing she gave an embarrassed cough then continued. "Your wife has rung twice this morning and said she will ring back. Do you want to talk to her?" "Thanks Gail, for caring and for your and Andy's support. Thank him for me won't you. I do need to talk to Debra. When she calls put her through. Oh! By the way I will be taking a few days off. If anything important comes up you have my cell phone number, please call me." Nodding Gail left me to my thoughts. Debra's call came through about 30 minutes later just as I was finishing up and getting ready to leave. "Hi Ian, it's me Debra. I know that you probably don't want to talk to me but I just had to call to make sure that you are OK." "Hi Deb, no I'm fine. How about you, how are you holding up?" I thought I heard a catch in her voice as she answered "To be truthful I feel like shit. These have been the worst days of my life. Still it's all my own fault. Look I won't take up any more of your time I just wanted to.. you know …well I'm glad you're OK." Click. She hung up before I had a chance to tell her that we should meet and talk. Quickly I keyed in her parents number, praying that she was there and not out somewhere else. On the second ring it was picked up. Before she had a chance to say anything I said "Debra." "Yes. Ian what's wrong?" "Yes it's me. You are, you're wrong!!" "What do you mean I'm wrong?" "I mean that I do want to talk to you. But first I need to know something." "What is that?" "Do you really want to make our marriage work?" I could hear her breathing but nothing else, just a stunned silence. Then she answered her voice quietly calm "Yes of course I want to make it work but I don't see how it can. How can you forget what I did? I can't even begin to forgive myself let alone expect you to forgive me." "Debra I can't say that we will ever forget what happened but I do know that I love you and I believe that you love me. I know that you are a part of me and losing you would be more than I could bear. The other thing that I have come to realize is that to forgive someone you need to care enough about them to want to forgive them. I'm not saying that it doesn't still hurt or that it will be easy. I am saying that I want to try, and I will do anything to make it work. I want to be with you for the rest of my life and if it takes time or counseling to get us to that point, then so be it." There was sobbing sounds coming from the phone and I realized that I was crying as well. Tears dripping down my cheeks were spotting the papers on my desk. "Please don't cry darling. I know that things are going to be alright. Look we need to talk and it's hard on the phone. Can I come round and pick you up? We can go some place and make a start, maybe home or if you'd rather we can go some place else." I was starting to ramble and paused to try to steady myself. "I'm crying because I'm so happy, I thought that I had lost you for good. Yes come and get me please. I want to see you; I've missed you so much. Ian can I come home please? I want to be with you." "Pack your bag; I'll be there to get you in 30 minutes. I love you." Hanging up the phone I looked up to see Gail grinning at me from the doorway and giving me the thumbs up. Running over she kissed me on the cheek. "You go get her; I'll look after everything here. See you in a couple of days." "Thanks Gail, I owe you one. Call me if you have to, but only if you have to." Grabbing my jacket I ran to the car, then sat in it for ten minutes torn in two directions by my feelings. I couldn't wait to see Debra but there was still that fear. How would I re-act once we sat down to talk it through? I know that when I thought about the two of them together I still got very angry. Debra had been misled but the things she had done with Bryan still hurt, especially the things that she had refused to do with me. It rankled me to know she didn't have enough trust in me to ask me outright about the supposed affairs but had enough trust in Bryan to believe him. Starting the car I drove still not having come to any decision. Driving over to her parents place I sorted through my feelings and they boiled down to two choices. Did I want to spend the rest of my life with Debra or did I want to toss her aside and find someone else? The answer was easy. I still loved Debra deeply and the fear of losing her filled my heart with an icy chill. However, the fear of living our lives together with this hanging over us, driving a wedge between us and turning away from each other, was equally real. What if she didn't want to be with me? I had said some pretty nasty things to her, and she would have been hurt by what Bryan had done, should I have forgiven her and just dealt with Bryan? OK so if I just gave up now, then there was no chance for our marriage but, if we made the effort then it was possible that we could work through this nightmare. If it didn't work out then all I would have lost is a little time, and that time was worth less to me than Debra. Turning into her street, and only minutes from the house, I made up my mind on how I should handle it. Communication or lack of it had been our problem, so I had to be as open as I could with her. That meant telling her how I felt about everything, my fears and what I wanted for both of us. It also meant that I would insist on counseling for both of us. We couldn't get through this alone and professional help would reduce the emotional scarring and set us on track back to where we were. -------------------------------------------- I won't say it was easy but eventually with counseling we got our marriage back on track. It has been two years now and mostly it is a distant memory. We both made a commitment not to refer to it again outside counseling or when we were discussing some of our concerns. On the positive side I have no doubts about Debra's love for me and she in return has the utmost faith and trust in me. To say that it has, in some ways, made our marriage stronger is misleading, but we do talk openly now about our feelings. This communication has given each of us a confidence in ourselves and each other and that has made us both stronger people. As I write this we are expecting our first child within the next few days and both agree that making this commitment to bring a child into the world means we have finally gotten over the hump. As for Andrea, she and I have remained good friends. It took some time but she forgave Debra and while they are not yet the best of friends they are polite to each other. Andrea has a new man in her life and confided in me that they have spoken of marriage and a family. I can just see her as a mum. The End