Will was sitting on the living room sofa when Tori returned home from her long day out. There was an evil looking smile on his face. Will knew all of Tori's dirty little secrets. He knew about her wild new lover, Pat, all the exotic, erotic games they had played behind his back for the last eight months. Only married for two weeks when she start having this affair. What a fucking disgrace.
He wanted to find the nearest gun shop, buy the most powerful weapon thirty thousand dollars a year could afford and spray Tori and her lover's brains all over the walls in a sickening Halloween decoration for serial killer's sort of fashion. But he hid all of his anger and even the sadness of a love's betrayal, locked deep within his soul and sealed it off tight with the evil smile on his face. Tori may have cheated on him, may have been fucking another man, performed oral sex on fifteen guys on one night while her new lover watched, may have gotten screwed right up the ass in the back of the bus on her way home while a disgusting old drunk and a lonely young bus driver watched, but she was still his wife. He would deal with her act betrayal his own way.
Will discovered Tori's dirty little secrets while cleaning out the bedroom closet. He was throwing away old clothes, he was smiling at the good old days sealed away in his old photo albums, and most of all, he was having a good time. He was only twenty-four, married only ten months, but there was a lot of memories to be proud of. Him and Tori had known each other since junior high. They start dating after their sophomore year came to an great conclusion. The first relationship had bad moments and good moments, like most the relationships high school kids had, but in all irony, they broke up because Will couldn't stop messing with other girls behind Tori's back.
After college they got reunited at a party and things got real serious. Will decided he would never cheat on Tori again. He was a man lucky enough to find the woman of his dreams and the woman he loved all rolled into one, and he didn't want to fuck up and end up marrying a one night stand because he knocked her up. He proposed to her on May 10th, Tori's birthday. She said yes, the tears rolled down her cheak and a month and a half later they were husband and wife. Again there were tears rolling down her cheaks. He loved her and she loved him. Once upon time these people got married and lived happily ever after and all that other romantic bullshit. This was how it supposed to be. Like it was in a romantic novel or in a country song. This was how Will thought of the married life. Then came the awful discovery and it shattered every thought he been foolish enough to think about.
He found a shoe box all the way in the back of the closet while he sorted his junk. The box was black with a white line running through the middle of it. Across the white line it read in giant letters: MY PRICELESS MEMORIES. Will figured it was just another box filled with Tori's old junk, but the big letters gave him second thoughts. It could be pictures of Tori when she was a little girl or a diary of a younger girl he never knew. Tori never told him about her childhood and he often wondered how she was, what she was like and what she did for fun when she was smaller. It was all these thoughts that made him open the box. But when the box was open he only found pictures and a red book. The book was small and felt fuzzy. In silver letters at the top of the cover it read: A PRIVATE LOG. The pictures were turned upside down. Will began to smile, thinking he may have actually discovered some insight into Tori's childhood after all. This false hope only made the truth a hell of a lot harder to swollow.
Will started with the pictures. Expecting a small girl holding her hand with her daddy, he was quite disgusted to see a rather recent photo of a slutty bitch, cheating, backstabbing whore. Will blinked twice, not able to believe what he was seeing. The photo was of Tori with her nice, pretty, easy to look at face and her long slender body. Her nice grapefruit tits and her plump ass were there too. But they were revealed, she was naked. Waving at the camera. He could see outlines of her vagina. She was standing on a table, one of her fingers in her mouth. The next picture was worse. She was posing with a giant black dildo crammed deep in her ass. Another picture showed a close-up of the same dildo taking a tear out of her asshole. There were close-ups of her breasts and vagina. One her vagina had hair, one when it was shaved and a few of her in the process of shaving. The further down he got, the worse the pictures revealed. One was with her laying down, her long legs spread in the air, while a cock, a real one, was stuffed inside her pussyhole. Other pictures revealed her taking it up the ass doggie style from a black dude with at least a twelve inch cock. The final three were of Tori give a black guy's cock a good sucking. The final picture showed Tori's nice face covered with cum. Her tongue was stuck out and Will could see the glistened cum covering the red muscle. Her eyes told him that she was overcome with passion.
Already angry and hurt from the pictures he'd seen of his wife, his hope for a past revealed all forgotten in a wall of pain, he opened the fuzzy red book. In there he read about all of his wife's fun times with Pat and his gang of friends. All his and Tori's sex life was, was spread legs and fuck or get on top and fuck; nothing exciting. She said she didn't like to get dirty. She was a wholesome girl. In the book he discovered more of the truth then he wanted to know though. Fucked by men who paid for her services, gangbanged, lesbian sex, sex in the public, tied up and fucked all night. It was all within those pages. Her fuck diary was filled with an erotic pervert's best fantasies come true.
Well if she wanted to play fuck games, Will was going to get in on the action. He put Tori's stuff back in the closet and plotted. Today he would start to play the game he came up with. The pieces were set up. Too think, when he first read the truth he figured he was the world's biggest loser, not even being able to get a blow job from a cock slurping, cum guzzling slut like Tori, now he just wanted his fun.
Tori sat down on the couch next to him. She moved close to him and kissed his cheak. She then began to talk about her day she never actually had going into great details with all of it. It was very well rehearsed. Was it cock Will smelled on her breath though or was that his imagination. Didn't matter. She was wearing a black shirt and green shorts that went down to her knees. She left the house with a purple blouse and yellow shorts. Who did she think she was fooling? This was going to be fun, Will decided.
He was getting very excited. Though he was still hurt by what she did to him, the revenge plan was just making him so horny. It was waking up the old Will who loved to picture lovely celebrity women obeying his every sexual demand around the clock. He was barely aware of the fictional story Tori was telling him.
"...then I went to a restaurant and this waiter was so rude to me..."
Will's cock was hardening underneath his shorts. The front room was hot enough without a functional air conditioner, but his thoughts were making extra heat. She babbled on and on and his cock grew larger and harder.
"...now I told this waiter I wanted no fucking tomatoes on my sandwich and when he comes back with it I see extra tomatoes..."
Will's mind kept returning to the pictures and the words in the fucking diary kept coming to life in his head. He knew he should angrier, like he was when Tori walked in, when he first found the diary, but he got hornier instead. His hands were shaking and his eyes couldn't stop staring at her grapefruit breasts. Her nipples imprinted through the black shirt. He wondered how these next few months, hell, the rest of their lives were going to turn out. He wondered what she done today. For real.
"...then I took off from my mother's house and came straight home. I swear to God Will, the woman can be a cold hearted bitch." Her eyes were now focusing in on his. "How's it at on your end?"
And with that returned the evil smile. It was a roller coaster ride for him. Sometimes he was made and then he was horny at other times.
Tori looked away from those eyes. Her eyes saw his erection and they opened up wide.
"Oh my God," she cried. "You're getting horny on me. I can't believe it."
She was a good actor. She sounded like this had really sickened her. Will wasn't buying it.
"So what if I am. I get horny sometimes." Across the room to his left he saw the closet door open. The closet was just out of Tori's line of sight. "I have needs. My cock needs attention. Baby, come on, just one time, please, suck my dick."
"You're gross. I told you a long time ago. I am a wholesome girl. I don't do things like that. So wipe that smile off your face cause it's not ever happening.
She turned away from him. Tori's blonde hair blew from the turn. She was breathing heavily.
The anger crept into Will's soul. She just would not give her husband what he really wanted, but if it was a stranger, at this point, a cock would be pushed against her tonsils. No giving up though. He pulled down his shorts, tore them down and kicked them across the room with his right leg. His eight inch cock stood up and waited for some attention as he said hello to the world without a clothing prison.
"Suck my dick," he yelled at her. "I want you to take it down your throat."
She turned around. The tears, the fucking tears were rolling once again. "Why are you doing this to me?"
The words stung. They gave him an extra fury. His lips twitched and his body shook with anger.
"Why," he screamed. "I tried being nice and I pretended I didn't know. I thought you would have a taste for cock at this point. I don't count though. I'm pissed now. Why? Why? You wonna know? I know. I know, Tori. Everything. That's why."
"Know what?" But she sounded as if she knew just what WHAT was.
"I know about Pat. I know about the fun little fuck games. I saw your damn pictures. I read the damn log or diary. That filthy fuck diary. Now I want what they got. And a little more for being your husband."
