This is a bit of everything and bit of nothing. This is my tribute to all the "subtle" revenge stories that I have read in Cheating Wife genre. This may be considered a spoof or it can be a straight read, depending on your interpretation. This is written in the format of a diary and the diary is written everyday around noon recounting whatever happened since noon last day to noon today. It is also nearly my longest work since Deeds. Thanks, please do write!!

 

Day 1

All of a sudden he has vanished. My wife is not talking about her boss at all. From being the guy with all the answers and all the funny jokes, he has vanished and I am a little worried. I am worried that something has changed. I am suspecting infidelity, mind you. I have been married to her for 10 years and they have been happy years for us. We never had any children because of a medical problem that she has. I am quite content to live my life with her even if it is without a child.

So here I am, James Marcus Sims, a 36 year old businessman thinking about my wife Amanda Sims, a 32 year old accountant. What could have transpired that brought about his disappearance from her conversations? I have met Mark O'Brian, the slimy bastard once and took an instant disliking to him. He is what can best be described as a used car salesman. He always speaks what you want to hear but never gives you the right feeling. He danced with every female at that party except my wife. My wife, however, always stole a glance towards him. He did not so much as look in her direction all night.

How can that be suspicious? From all the stories that Mandy told me I had come to believe that they were great friends. In fact the stories continued after that night at the party too. Their behavior felt a little strange and I decided to keep an eye out for trouble. Two people who get along so well with each other do not ignore each other the way that they did during that party.

Why am I making this entry today? Because today is when my plan gets into action. For the want of a more imaginative title I have dubbed this plan "Plan Truth". Bland? Maybe, but it is the truth.

Day 2

I have finally been able to install the voice activated recorder in her purse. It is a very small microphone and the recorder is in the trunk of her car. It is good for a distance of 100 meters. There is a micro recorder in the laptop bag at a place where it will be very hard to find. Now, all I have to do is to wait for my suspicions to be confirmed.

The landlines in the house are also bugged and all the calls will be recorded. It is not cheap to get these equipment but I am hoping it will be cheaper than getting screwed over in a divorce.

Last night I brought up Mark's name and asked how he was doing. She gave me a short answer that just told me that he was alive. Something about her body language while giving that answer did not feel right. Her body stiffened.

This morning there was a story about a man who had suicide after finding out that his wife was cheating will all his poker buddies. I brought the story up and commented that had it been me I would have castrated the cuckolding bastards instead. She did not respond to my comment at all. I am sure it must have gotten her thinking about the possibility of being caught and my reaction.

Day 3

It was Saturday and our Saturday ritual is to sit down in the evening and watch a movie together. Generally we watch a chick flick like Sleepless in Seattle and make love afterwards. I know it is a bit banal but this is what it is. Today I picked up a different movie altogether. I picked up a Pierce Brosnan flick "Butterfly on the wheel". The story is about a man seeking revenge on his cheating wife. I enjoyed the movie but she did not. Our Saturday night sex was a non starter today.

It is quite satisfying to see her squirm. Tomorrow when she goes off to play tennis I will retrieve the recordings and give them a go over. I have already taken the recorder out of the car.

Day 4

I am sure that you are anxious to find out what was on the tapes and if I was correct in my mistrust. Well, I was. She called up her best friend Jackie today and discussed her last love making session with Mark in detail. Apparently he was privy to her backdoor which I was denied all these years. Also, Mark had an extra long, extra thick dick that reached her at places that mine could not.

It was not pretty hearing about how inept a lover I was but I had to do it. I also found out that she found me boring. Surprisingly the Pierce Brosnan movie did not feature in her conversation. This meant that she has not started connecting the dots. In her defense, I have not made enough dots to paint a picture with.

I also found out that Jackie was a cheater too. She has been sleeping with her colleague for last one year. I was unable to find the length of Mandy's affair. Now, I had to up my surveillance.

And yes, the car recorder had caught her lovemaking session in her office. Since her office is in a secluded corner of the office it must be easier to fuck there. They were constantly talking during the sex session and most of it was just thrashing me and my manhood. I am not insecure about my ability to satisfy women in bed so I am alright but a lesser mortal may have broken down by the constant barrage of insults that the two piled on me. Well, not the perfect Sunday but at least she did not screw him today!!

 

Day 5

Yesterday night I refused sex for the first time in many years. I just told her that I was not in the mood. She was shocked but I don't think she will kill herself over it. When she asked me if anything was wrong I told her that I was not entirely satisfied with our sex life and would discuss things with her as soon as I could put my finger on the root cause of this dissatisfaction. I could see apprehension on her face. I have been living in doubt for a long time in this marriage and it would do no harm to make her taste the uncertainty.

In the morning today I got up before her and deliberately made only one cup of coffee and I was drinking it when she came down. She went to the coffee pot to pour a cup only to find it empty. She asked me why I made just one cup of coffee and I replied I was not sure if she was still drinking coffee or if she had switched to tea. Mark O'Brien is a fall-off of the British invasion. His parents were from England and although he was born and brought up in the states he still acts and drinks like a Brit. My dig at tea was a direct reference to Mark without naming him.

Today when I retrieved the recorder from her car it had a conversation she had with Jackie where she said that I was making digs about Mark and also that I refused sex last night. She is getting worried and it won't be long before she will try to do something about it. I am going to have a nice sleep tonight no doubt she will attempt sex again but she did give him a blow job today.

 

Day 6

I have to admit things are working out much better than I anticipated. Last night she tried to initiate sex again and I told her I was too tired to try it. However, I did tell her that I could use a blowjob. I remember Mark calling her suck machine on the recording and just as she was sucking me I said "That's like a good sucking pump" I changed the phrase just enough to give her a startle but nothing to connect the dots on the spot. She went on sucking me but I could feel her body stiffening a little. Despite my status as a cuckold I was having real fun in a long long time. I guess it was nice to see her squirm.

Now, I had to do something to break up the happy couple. Not before I got some proof, though. Then again, why bother as mine is a no fault state. All I could really hope was a nice public spectacle of the two and by Jove I was going to get that. I left the home early and while leaving I told her that I would be delayed while coming home. Something has to be done fast. As much as I am enjoying this, I need to move on with my life sans my wife.

Day 7

Yesterday I arrived home and visibly upset. I entered the house and asked Mandy to come in the living room as we needed to talk. I poured myself a stiff Jack and did not bother to ask her if she needed a drink. When we were seated I asked her of anything was wrong with our relationship. I also asked her if I was still able to satisfy her in bed. She asked why I was asking such absurd questions and I told her that I received an anonymous call at my office today which said that I should perform better in bed because I was obiviously not taking care of her between the sheets.

She flew off the handle accusing me of doubting her fidelity and how I did not have enough faith in her. When her verbal diarrhea stopped I asked her if there was something I should know and that question started another round of abuse. She stormed out of the room and closeted herself in the bedroom. I knocked on the bedroom door and she asked what I wanted. Just to piss her off further I asked her if I should buy the blue pill I was not man enough for her bed anymore. She asked me to shove the blue pill someplace where the sun never shines and that it would be a cold day in hell before we would make love again.

I checked the bedroom recorder after she left for office in the morning and no surprise that she made a call, but this time not to Jackie, rather to Mr. Asshole himself. She told him about the phone call that I had received and told him that she would have to cancel the plan of a weekend together because I was getting suspicious. After a few minutes of referring to me by every adjective refused by the webster's dictionary she told him that she loved him and put the phone down.

As I sit in the office right now, she is perhaps fucking him or sucking him in her office. Tonight is going to another interesting night.

 

Day 8

I have vowed to keep on bugging her till she becomes even wearier of me than she already is. She was late in coming home and went to the bathroom as soon as she arrived. I made a quick trip to her car and heard the recording of the last hour and found out that she had been to Riley's Bar after office with Mark.

As soon as she came down I said that I had received a call at home about an hour ago saying that she was with her boyfriend in Riley's Bar and only because I believed her, I did not go and check. She was a little startled at the mention of Riley's Bar but seemed relieved when I said that I trusted her. She came to me and said that it was nice that I trusted her but she wanted me to say that to the prankster who was calling me and put an end to it.

I told her that the prankster was a woman and had a strange southern accent with a lisp. Now, this was significant news for Mandy. Jackie, the apple of her eye, had a lisp. While her accent was not southern, but that could be a part of her voice disguise. We ate dinner in silence and retired to the bedroom. She tried to initiate sex as a show that had forgiven me for last night but I said that I was rattled by the prankster and did not feel like it.

Day 9

The morning was uneventful as neither of us had to go to the office today. It was one of those rare holidays that fell on a Friday. This means three days of weekend and three days of screwing with her head. The first thing I did in the morning was to call over a few friends for a barbeque. Jackie and husband were also invited. It was a full house and we had lots of fun. Of course Jackie and Mandy went upstairs to the bedroom and came down about 15 minutes later looking visibly upset. Jackie kept on looking in my direction with glaring eyes and I took the opportunity to take her Husband Richard aside and talk to him about a potential of investment that was coming up. For anyone who was not within earshot it would look like a very serious discussion going on. I acted a little more animated and saw Jackie and Mandy looking in our direction all the time.

After everyone left we went about putting the house in order again. Mandy casually asked me what the discussion with Richard was all about. I said that we were just talking about the weather. Yeah, like anyone really talked about weather. She laughed and asked me if it was something that I wanted to keep from her. I acted as if it was the secret of the Maltese Falcon that was entrusted on me, but then I told her that Richard was suspicious that Jackie was sleeping with her colleague Daniel. I already knew that she was and this revelation meant that Jackie was in eminent danger. I also know that even if Mandy will tell Jackie about our conversation, Jackie was in no position to confront Richard.

All in all it was a successful day of screwing with the serenity of her life. I acted tired from all the barbeque action and went to sleep without having to dip my pen in a public inkpot.

Day 10

It was Saturday and movie night again. I picked the movie that we saw on our first date � Addicted to love. Somehow it is fitting that this should also be our last movie together. I was going to let the shit fly sky high on Monday. After the movie she wanted to have a little nookie and I gave in. I made the last fuckfest memorable. We did everything possible and then some. We went to bed exhausted and it was a good night's sleep.

Day 11

Sunday was spent in doing things that would bring troubled times for Mandy and Mark. I have often wondered how little it takes to start a good gossip rolling. With the help of my techno-wiz friend Rick I sent out 300 untraceable emails giving details of her affair to all her business contacts. All the contacts were obtained from her laptop and they were just to start a bit of rumor flowing. With no tangible evidence I had no means of sending out pictures or videos but adverse publicity of any kind would cause trouble. All these emails would be opened Monday and there will be some interesting calls to Mandy and Mark.

I took Mandy out in the evening and had a nice romantic dinner at a very expensive restaurant. I also asked her to get some vacation time soon so that we could take a few days off to the Bahamas. When she tried to have sex in the night I said that I was more interested in just lying down together and having some quality romantic time. We talked about all the little things that we did when we first met. How I would bring her cheap but heartfelt gift, how she would wear my t shirt and nothing underneath while cooking so that I would jump her bone then and there. We talked about the child we could never have and also about the dreams we had of growing old together. Heck, I felt a little nostalgic knowing that we would be separated by the weekend.

I do not when sleep overtook us but when we woke up we were still holding each other within an inch of our lives. She kissed me lightly and I was confused for a moment because I could see love in her eyes. Yes, love! So, now as I sit in the office I do not know what to make of her display of affection today. Not that it makes much of a difference.

Day 12

When I reached home she was already there. This was not surprising. I am sure that the calls from her business friends must have caused her to run away from the office. I wanted so badly to check the recording but it had to wait. I was cheerful knowing that she was not and plopped in the chair opposite her and brought out a bunch of fliers about vacation in Bahamas and asked her if she had started planning for a vacation. She was a little distant and skipped dinner to go to bed early. I went and checked the recording from her car recorder and found that she had received no less than 50 calls within first three hours of being in the office and to each she had replied that it must a competitor trying to throw muck on them and that she was happily married woman who found any such insinuation offensive.

Around lunch time Mark came to her office and they had a heated argument about who had sent the email and why. They said that it had to be the same person who had called me. Mandy was worried what would happen if I came to know about it and Mark was worried how his wife would react to such a rumor. Before Mandy left the office she sent out a blanked email to all her business associates telling them to ignore the email because it was sent by one of the competitor in order to malign the business.

After reaching home she had called Jackie and asked her if she knew anything about the email. Jackie has a cute way putting five dots after her name in the signature of her email and the signature of the email from the prankster also had a similar five dot pattern after signature. She shouted a lot on Jackie telling her that she was the only one apart from her and Mike who knew about the affair. I could not hear what Jackie said but something said by her seemed to calm Mandy and she started crying saying she had no idea what she was supposed to do now. She also said that I was planning for a holiday and things were looking up in her marriage. Thankfully, this was one call in which I was not referred by R-rated adjectives.

I went up to the bedroom and although by her breathing pattern I could sense that she was awake, she pretended to be asleep and I let her go. I gently joined her in the bed and told her that although she was sleeping I wanted to tell her how much I loved her and how thankful I was to god each day that she was my wife. Then a minute or two of her praise and my undying devotion to her to make her feel even shittier than she was right now and for her to see what she was missing once we separated in two days.

Day 13

Yesterday a mail went out to Mark and it carried some key words like "suck machine" and "volcano tits", some of the words that he used while banging my wife. The email asked him to resign before the day was through otherwise all the recordings form Mandy's office would be distributed to the people who had received the mail on Monday. It also threatened that the recordings would be sent to his and her spouses too. His resignation would ensure that the whole game stopped at once. There was a not in the mail which said that this was a non-negotiable condition and if his resignation was not sent by the day end the threat would be carried out.

When I returned home in the evening I was greeted by Mandy on the door. I asked her how her day was and if anything happened at the office. She wondered why I asked her that and I told her that I received another call today which told me to ask her if Mark had resigned. I could see the blood drain from her face. She said that Mark did resign but it was matter of public knowledge and someone was trying to make it look sinister while it was totally innocuous. I let it slip and asked her if she had talked about vacation at her office as I was raring to go on a vacation with her pretty soon.

She said that in the middle of changes in management she was unable to enquire about it today but she surely would tomorrow. We had an early dinner and she retired to the bedroom while I stayed back and saw a rerun of NCIS. I absolutely love Abby, don't you?

Day 14

Yesterday I made Rick call Mandy and tell her to make a pitch for Mark's job if she wanted to keep everything quite. It was made from a disposable phone. Right after that Rick called Mark and told him that he was the guy who was sending the mails out. He also told him that for a payment of $25,000 to an account on Cayman island he would give out the name of the person who was calling the shots. I guess Mark was interested and promised to make the payment in two hours. After waiting for two hours Rick checked the account and found the money deposited. Then he called up Mark and told him that the person who was responsible for all the havoc was bidding for his job today. He also said that the evidence was never to be released because it would have hurt the person calling the shots too.

When Mandy came back in the evening she was looking like shit. There were finger marks on her cheek and her hair was tussled. When I asked her what happened she said that she was mugged. I acted all sympathetic and took care of her face and then asked her if she had reported it to the police. She said that the muggers could not take anything because she fought them off and another person intervened. She was shaking like a leaf and was on the verge of a breakdown. I had another peaceful night's sleep.

Today in the morning she did not get ready to go to the office and when I asked she said that she was shaken from the mugging attempt on her last night and did not feel up to it. I was quite nice to her even offered to stay at home with her.

As I am sitting in the office a detailed account of her affair is being mailed across to all her family members. Again fiction, but quite enough to cause her ample trouble to break her spirits further. I am sure I am about to receive some phone calls before the day is over.

Day 15

Yesterday I was inundated by calls and for the first time I had a direct participation in all the drama. I received a call from her mother, her sister and also out local priest. On top of it all, I also received a call from my darling wife asking me to come home right away. When I pulled into the house at 4 in the evening I was greeted by a full house. My father in law, my mother in law my sister in law, her husband and of course my unfaithful wife.

Mandy ran into my arms and told me that she was being set up and that she had done nothing wrong. I said that I believed her that was the reason why I did not even bother to call her once I came to know about the email from her mother. I told everyone present there that I had implicit faith in my wife and that she would cut her rand hand off before cheating on me. That seemed to calm everyone down. After that I asked everyone to stay back of dinner since they were there. I said that it would give Mandy great strength if all of us spent some time together as family. They agreed and Mandy and her sister got busy with preparation for dinner.

I went upstairs for a change of cloth and called Rick and asked him to have the CD with the audio recording of her love making session delivered to my house. He said that it would be done within the hour and it did. The doorbell rang and a young boy of around 15 delivered a package that had "Hear it" written on top of it. Since I received it, I thought it best to hear it front of everyone on out home theater system. Not one minute into the edited tape Everyone went quite. Mandy was still in the kitchen and when she came out She heard the noises coming from the speakers. Thanks to the verbal abuse that they were heaping on me there was no doubt left that it was indeed my wife and her lover. All I did was look at her with puppy eyes and ask "How could you?". After that I just sat back and watched with sad eyes as each of her family member tore into her.

Every few minutes I would say something like "I can't believe it" and it would start another fresh round of shouting by her parents and her sister. My brother in law fixed me a drink and sat down beside me. As the shouting would taper down I would ask "How could I have been so blind?" or something to that effect. After an hour of taking her happiness I called Mark up on his mobile phone and told him that I was coming for him and he better be home and well armed to defend himself. As I started to leave I was stopped by my father in law and told that I should not do anything foolish. As if I was going to do anything foolish after setting things up so beautifully. I asked him to accompany me to Mark's house because I needed to confront the asshole and get some answers. I took the CD with me to play at Mark's house. After all, I had to ensure that he got divorced too. He has children and was going to be hit hard by a divorce on top of his recent jobless state.

Cliff, my father in law, agreed to go with me and we set out for Mark's house I had been earlier to attend a party and I knew his address. As I pulled up in front of his house I saw some movement at the front window. I am sure that he was waiting for me. I did not go inside the house instead stood in his front lawn and shouted on the top of voice "How long have been screwing my wife, you asshole?" and he stepped out on the front porch. I wanted his whole neighborhood to hear about the kind of man that he was. People from adjacent houses came out and were looking at the drama unfolding. He said that he did not know what I was talking about and that his relationship with my wife was purely professional. Then by a masterstroke my Father in law stepped up and said that his daughter had confessed to the affair and there was no use denying it. Hearing that, Mark's wife stepped out on the porch, took off her pencil heel sandal, and banged him right on the head. As blood rushed from his head she started shouting on him calling him a liar a cheater and what not. All the while she kept swinging her sandal, hitting a few and missing a few. Every time a blow connected it opened up a new blood vain to bleed. I could not do more damage to his face and body if I told a golf stick to him. I was not in any kind of legal trouble as yet and all I could be charged for was shouting.

I shouted again that I would break every bone in his body and not spare the cartilages either, if I saw him anywhere near my wife or me. After the rather satisfying outing I headed back home where my wife was waiting for me. Upon reaching home I saw Mandy collapsed on the sofa and her mother and sister trying to revive her. I at down on a sofa and held my head in my hand. No matter what, it had been emotionally exhausting few days and finally that things were coming to a close and I was about to get rid of her cheating ass. There was a sense of relief and a sense of victory and strangely no sadness or anger. I was done with her.

I told everyone that I was retiring for the night and left all of them in the living room tending to my rambling wife. Sleep came softly and overtook my consciousness and I had a dreamless night.

I woke up to find that my sister in law and her husband had left last night but Cliff and Kris, my mother in law, were still around. Kris had prepared a pot of coffee and I had the cup of coffee in a house that was as silent as a morgue. While I was still on my first cup of coffee Mandy came out and one look at me she broke down and started crying again. I am not sure what she was crying about but I am sure that the affair had something to do with it. Not my mistake, not my problem.

I have taken a day off and today I'm updating the diary in my study rather than doing it in my office, as I do during weekend. At around 10 in the morning Kris came and sat down beside me. She told me that Mandy wanted to talk to me. While there was nothing left to talk about I knew that I would not be done unless I spoke in no uncertain terms that the marriage was over, so I agreed.

When Mandy came into the study I told her that I was recording the conversation so that we both could stand by whatever we spoke in the conversation today. This made the recording admissible in the court of law and covered another base for me. She started off by telling me how sorry she was and I said that I was sorry too. She went on to explain how the affair started over a drunken dinner while at a conference and how it took a life of its own when they returned from the convention. She was not in love with Mark but he was an exceptionally good lover and pretty soon she was enjoying the sessions with him. She said that all during the affair she had developed a serious contempt for me because I did not measure up to Mark in bed.

She then told me that she was going to break off the affair because it was destroying her marriage with me and she generally liked being married to me and loved me too. Nothing made sense to me. Why was she calling me an inept lover when she wanted to reconcile? What was all the talk about love? In all the recordings I made of her there was no talk of breaking off with Mark. She then told me that I did not have the complete recording of the day her office when she broke off with Mark and that he had resigned because he thought it was going to be tough to work with her after the break off.

Once she gave me the bull shit about Mark's resignation I realized what she was doing. She had told me about me being an inept lover because she wanted me to believe that she was being absolutely candid and honest with me. If I could finally see that she was being honest with me I would believe that she was saying the truth about breaking it off with Mark. What she was counting on was that the Blackmailer would not send any further recordings and all my knowledge of the affair was based on that one piece of recording sent to me. She did not know that I was the blackmailer.

I asked her what was all that running me down all about and she said that it was just trash talk while having sex and I should not read too much into it. I went to the folder on my PC where I had kept all the recordings and I played her one conversation that she had with Jackie, where she had spoken no less derogatory things about me. I asked her if she was having sex with Jackie too and if this too was just trash talk while having sex. She could not believe that I had a recording from inside the house. It slowly dawned on her that I was the blackmailer and I could see the horror in her eyes. She got up and said something to the effect "It was you all along was it not?" and I switched off the recorder and said "I am going to make your life a living hell if you do not take your parents and leave this house in the next half an hour. I have hours of audio recording and one session of sex in your office on video. I will release every single bit of evidence to everyone in your life and make your life shit. You are going to agree to all and sundry conditions in the divorce decree I draw up or I will make you look cheaper than a two bit whore in the eyes of the whole world."

All the while I could see the fear in her eyes. It was satisfying to see her sweat. I am going to be around for years to come to remind her of the price she has to pay. No prizes for guessing that my efforts will be to give her nothing and then in a few years release these tapes after reporting a burglary I my house. This, however, is a long term plan. Right now, she has left with all the belongings that she could find. The bank safety box is already empty and I have withdrawn all the money from our joint account. All joint credit cards are cancelled and the locks of the house are being changed. I am sitting here in my study after finishing up a long conversation with my lawyer Perry and I must say, I am a little bored after the last few days of scheming and planning. Normal life is so boring.

The revenge is not violent and the actions of the husband are coherent. In my defense, the husband did not think the things through when things began unveiling. Not everyone is a master strategist and sometimes even half baked ideas click!!