My wife Liz and I were on our way to my best friend's birthday party. Joe and I grew up next door to each other, we spent so much time together, people thought we were brothers. We met our future brides at the same time, the girls turned out to be roommates like Joe and I. We spent the last two year of college living together in the two bedroom apartment Joe and I had been renting and had a joint wedding two years later.
Joe's wife Marge always put on a big party for Joe on his birthday, top notch caterer, bar tender and a DJ. Usually, kids were invited and Marge would hire a lifeguard to watch the kids. This year she said no kids because she had a special surprise for Joe that would be inappropriate for kids. We all assumed it was a stripper.
I knew most of the guests really well, Joe's sister Jesse was there but Joe's parents weren't because they were babysitting. Joe and I ran a small company and several of our staff were there.
Marge seemed out of sorts as I greeted her, she said, "Jack, please stay for a bit after everyone leaves."
It was odd because Liz and I always were the last to leave but I nodded ok.
The food was delicious and every so often I looked over at Liz to make sure she was ok.
It was time for cake, the caterer rolled it out and we started to gather around to sing happy birthday when two women entered the backyard. The were beautiful, almost twins with long dark hair, dressed like the 'men in black' and carrying briefcases.
"Ladies and gentlemen," announced Marge, "It's time for the surprise I promised."
She nodded to the two women and I expected music and a strip show. Instead, one of the women approached Joe, handed him a manilla envelop and said, "you have been served."
A hush fell over the celebration, and then the second woman approached Liz, handed her another envelop and told Liz she had been served. Liz was staring at me across the pool, tears were flowing down her face.
Marge spoke, "Joe has never truly deleted an email, while trying to troubleshoot our old desktop, I realized Joe's old emails were the problem. Many of you know that Liz and Jack were living together in the same apartment Joe and I lived in. Jack and I had early classes on Tuesday and Thursday and while we were in class, Liz and Joe were fucking each other's brains out. It was not limited to those two days."
I looked over at Liz, she was still staring at me crying. She was holding the envelope in her left hand at a 90 degree angle, just like when it was handed to her.
Marge continued, "I don't want to go into all the details but I need to discuss two more incidents. As our joint wedding approached, Liz and Joe decided that they would end their little fuck fest after one more bang the night before our wedding. Liz emailed Joe that next day saying he wrecked her pussy and there was no way she could let Jack fuck her on her wedding night, so Joe got Jack too drunk to perform."
"The second big incident occurred when we were trying to have children. Joe got me pregnant right away, and I had my baby before Liz was able to get pregnant. She was afraid Jack was shooting blanks so she arranged for Joe to impregnate her. People always thought Jack and Joe were brothers so no one would notice. And when it was time for a second, Liz went right to Joe. Jack and Joe do look alike, but if you look closely, Jack and Liz both have detached earlobes unlike Joe and Liz's children. She also had a DNA test done to prove they were Joe's kids. Sorry Jack."
Liz was still standing there holding the envelope, crying and staring at me. I walked over to her, she continued to stare where I had been standing. I took her left hand and removed her wedding and engagement rings, as I slipped them in my pocket, Liz peed herself.
The party turned to chaos, people arguing over the way Marge handled her husband's infidelity. Some of my staff came up to me to offer some support and I told them they should start looking for a new job. Marge had recorded her soliloquy and sent a copy to all the guests and others along with dozens of emails between Joe and Liz. In the chaos I was able to slip out while leaving Liz there as I headed home.
Once in what had been my home, I grabbed a glass of scotch and sat in what had been my favorite chair. In what may have been fifteen minutes, my whole life had been shredded. Joe's sister Jesse had come in and I didn't notice her, she took my empty scotch glass and refilled it. She was talking on the phone to someone, all I caught was she didn't want to leave me alone.
Jesse was Joe's younger sister by about three years. My mother would tease me that Jesse liked me but I thought of her more like a sister. I did take her to her senior prom because no one else asked her. She was always pretty but didn't develop until she was in college.
At one point she was arguing with her parents I think. Jesse wanted them to pick up Joe before Marge had him arrested for violating the restraining order. It seems Joe was still glued to the chair he sat in after receiving the divorce papers. I was impressed by Jesse's strong will and her parents caved quickly.
Somewhere between the second and third glass of scotch, Jesse warned me not to read the emails Marge had sent out.
Jesse continued to hover around me, keeping my glass full. She grabbed the glass out of my hand as I started to nod off. You know how when you've been sitting and drinking heavily, the alcohol smacks you upside your head when you stand up. Fortunately, Jesse had a hold on me and guided me up the stairs to my bed. She helped me undress down to my boxers and was trying to get me to lay down until I was able to tell her I had to pee. Jesse helped me into the bathroom and held my dick while I peed. Then she put me in bed and sat down on Liz's makeup chair as I fell asleep.
The morning sucked, my head throbbed and what had been my life flashed before my eyes. Jesse was still there, she helped me up and gave me a couple of Tylenol. She helped me put on a pair of sweats and then helped me downstairs where she had coffee and breakfast waiting for me. I ate like I was eating my last meal before my execution, before I had to face up to the reality that I had been a cuckold forever and had been raising another man's bastard children and the whole world knew.
The floodgates opened and I found myself in Jesse's arms as I cried on her shoulder. She didn't say anything, just held me. I finally got myself under control and Jesse handed me a fresh cup of coffee.
"God I'm a mess and my life is a mess. Thank you for taking care of me Jesse."
"I'm a nurse Jack, that's what I do, take care of people."
"Does that include holding their penis while they pee?"
"That is certainly better that cleaning their pee when they miss," she said with a smile.
My mind was still running in circles when my cell started ringing, it was Liz's father wanting to know when we were going to pick up the kids. I said, "not my kids, not my monkeys and not my circus," before hanging up on him.
A half hour later Liz's mother called, wanting to know why I didn't tell them their daughter was in the hospital and wanting to know if I was with her. I said, "Not my slut daughter, not my monkeys and not my circus," before hanging up on her.
