Day One, May 22
I had just managed to secure a contract to design a new manufacturing plant for casting aluminum parts. This will put over $1 million in engineering design fees into my company. I had worn my new black suit, white shirt and black tie to make a respectable impression on my potential clients. Because the "Men In Black" movie was on TV two days before our meeting, they kidded me about looking like the guys from the movie "Men In Black". Although I had not intended to present that image, I do enjoy a good joke. I told them that I left my mirrored sunglasses in the car. So as I was leaving, they escorted me to the door and then stood outside watching as I reached into my car and put on the sunglasses. They all laughed and gave me a "thumbs up". A bit silly perhaps, but a happy client is a good client.
The contract will be the largest engineering fee that I have ever landed for my company. All the hard work to build my engineering company from nothing has paid off. This fee will put me up with the largest engineering companies in the Denver area. I was feeling on top of the world. It was 5 minutes after 11 am so I thought that I would take my wife to lunch to celebrate. If I call her, she always says that she is too busy to go to lunch so I won't call her. I will just surprise her at her office.
My wife, Ann, is a beautiful redhead that I fell in love with over 20 years ago. She is about my height (5-8) and has good sized tits - a C dup but that is plenty for me. She always wears her red hair in a ponytail so she looks much younger than she really is. She loves all forms of sexual activity so our sex life has been very good over the years. When we first met, we made love every day and several times each day on the weekends. Now that we are older, it is still almost every night. Occasionally we are just too tired but we hold each other all night. We both enjoy giving oral sex, so we both shave our pubic area; we both hate having our noses tickled by pubic hair. I really love her and realize that my life would be shit without her.
Ann is the office manager and HR person for a large dental practice (7 dentists) that have their own building in western Denver. Although the practice hires a lot of young dental techs, Ann is by far the prettiest woman working there. Only the bookkeeper is older than my wife; Ann is only 42. The dentists like having Ann in charge of the office because she is so friendly and outgoing to the patients, but especially because she is older and can keep the younger ladies in line.
As I rolled into the parking lot where my wife works, I was able to park in the row behind her car. It is only 11:13 am so we can get a good seat in a restaurant before the usual lunch crowd arrives. Using the mirror on the back of the visor, I checked my appearance. With my sunglasses on, I guess that I do resemble the "Men in Black". I can have fun with my appearance; I will enter my wife's office and "take custody" of my wife. I bet the people in her office will laugh at a "government agent" taking her away (for lunch).
Just as I was opening my car door, I saw my wife leaving the building with a well-dressed, tall man. He looked about 6 feet tall, a thin build but broad shoulders. He had blond hair and was very young - mid 20s. He was quite handsome but also geeky because he wore some fairly large glasses. She had taken his arm and was laughing as they walked to her car. This was no business lunch.
I grabbed my cell phone and took several photos of them. Just as my wife opened her car door, he grabbed her by her upper arms and turned her to him. Then he gave her a big, long and passionate kiss. Hey, buster, that's my wife you are kissing!!! I took several photos of them kissing with my cell phone. They broke the kiss and he pointed to a car several spaces away and she nodded. The man walked to that car and got in. When his car moved toward the exit, I took photos of his car and zoomed in on his license plate with my phone because I want to know who this guy is. My wife followed his car out of the parking lot, so I decided to follow her. I watched my wife through her back window. She was so intent on following the guy's car that she didn't notice me following her. I allowed another car get between us just in case she would look in her rear-view mirror.
I followed them to a new housing area about 6 to 7 minutes from her work. The houses in this area were small and not very expensive - perfect for a first-time home buyer. Since the guy looked so young, I assumed that he was newly married and just purchased his first house. He pulled onto a driveway and the garage door opened. He drove in and closed the garage door. My wife pulled up on his driveway and parked. I stopped in front of the neighbor's house to watch. Ann took a minute to gather her purse and then walked up the steps. She never looked around so she dd not see my car. The front door opened and the man greeted her at the door and kissed her passionately. His hands were on her butt and she had her arms around his neck. I grabbed my cell phone and took several photos of them kissing. They broke the kiss and he closed the door as they moved inside the house. My loving wife is going to screw this guy! WTF?
I grabbed my laptop from my briefcase and logged on. There were several unprotected Wi-Fi in the neighborhood so access to the internet was easy. I researched the license plate on the guy's car on the internet and found that it belonged to Ryan and Annette Barnes at this address.
I sat there trying to decide what to do next. My wife of 20 years was having an affair with a man that looked at least 15 years younger than she. How should I handle this? Confront her tonight when she comes home? Hell no! I am not going to allow them to fuck. I need to stop it right now. What about this Ryan Barnes guy? He needs to pay for getting her to cheat with him! The longer I sat there, the more angry I became. I looked at my watch; it was 11:25 am and realized that I had been sitting several minutes trying to decide my course of action.
Caught in the Act
Fuck it! My anger got the best of me; I am going to pay Mr. Ryan Barnes a surprise visit. I looked for a doorbell that had a camera built in it but the guy's doorbell was the regular type. I looked for security cameras and camera doorbells on all the houses around his house but didn't see any - the houses were too new. There were no cars on the street or on the driveways; I guess both members of the families on this street must be at work. Perfect! No one will see me.
I reached into the consol between the front seats and took out my first aid kit. I removed the surgical gloves from the kit and got out of the car. I stood for a moment beside my car putting on the gloves; I don't want to leave any fingerprints. I straightened my suit coat and tie and secured my colored glasses. I walked to the front door with determination - like this was an official visit.
I tried the door handle on the front door and it was unlocked. They were in such a hurry to get inside that they forgot to lock the front door. I quietly opened the door and stepped inside. I quietly closed the door and moved further inside.
I could see into the living room but they were not there. There was a stairway leading to the second floor. I walked up three steps and stopped to listen. I heard the familiar groans that my wife makes with each stroke when she is being fucked. Damn! I waited too long to stop them from fucking. At least I will catch them in action! I will use my cell phone to record them fucking because I will need proof if we divorce.
I continued up the stairs until it ended at a hallway running both left and right. I looked to the left through the doorway; this room was the master bedroom but no one was there so I quietly walked the other direction down the hallway; there were several doors.
The first door was to a bathroom which was empty. The door across from the bathroom was a clearly a baby's bedroom with crib and stuffed animals.
The next room was a home office, most likely for the guy. He obviously was a baseball fan. On a shelf he had several signed baseballs and photos of famous baseball players. I saw a baseball glove and on the floor and a baseball bat leaning again the desk - he must be a player on an amateur baseball team. I grabbed the bat. I intended to teach this Ryan-guy a lesson - a hard lesson involving his balls and the bat in my hand.
The last door was partially closed and I peeked in. There on the bed was my wife totally naked in the doggy position. I have never seen her from the side in doggy position since I am always the one behind her fucking. She is beautiful and has a lovely body. Her head was turned toward the wall and away from me. I could see her right hand was masturbating her pussy.
The guy was on his knees between her legs fucking away at her pussy. He had his hands on her hips pulling her towards him as he pushed inside. He was a bit thin but had a good body; he must workout in a gym because it shows. My wife was moaning and the guy grunted every time he pushed inside of my wife. I started the video app on my cell phone. I used my fingers on the phone's screen to zoom in on them. I quietly pushed the door fully open. I was not getting a very good video of them fucking because I was so angry and upset that my hands were shaking. There was a chest of drawers just inside the door to the left with several items on the top. I leaned my cell phone horizontally against a vase-like object on the dresser and saw that it was capturing the fucking action very well. I watched them for several minutes while my cell phone was recording their actions. I was torn what to do; watching my wife being fucked caused me pain but I needed to get video as proof.
While I was watching them, I was quickly formulating a plan in my head. I was going to hit the guy in the ribs on his right side with the bat so as to knock him off the bed and onto the floor. Then I would use the bat to work over his nuts and dick followed by my fists to his face. I had not thought about what to do with my wife though. I love her too much and I had no intension of hurting her, but I wanted her to see what I was going to do to her lover. I wanted her to know that I will not stand for her cheating.
