Chapter Two:
An unknown Visitor
Living together had not always been easy. It never is when two people live under the same roof and have to share everything together. Xinyue was young and loved to go out a lot while George preferred to stay home after a long day at the office. It was difficult to get their friends together because they were so completely different. On the one hand were the young and free fellow students of Xinyue and on the other side the settled down co-workers of George. Still their love had been growing stronger and stronger over the last three years and neither of them could imagine a life without the other. They were always faithful and open and spoke about everything, which helped them to solve a lot of things, and their physical attraction towards each other was as strong as it was the first time they had made love. Neither of them missed anything and when people saw them walking by they were holding hands and always snuggling up to each other. Despite their visible differences - age and size - for everyone they were the perfect couple. Or so it seemed.
Finally home. The seven days lasting business trip had been totally exhausting for George. He was more then happy to be back home at last and the thought of taking his lovely wife into his arms again made him excited and also a bit horny. Slumping down his heavy suitcase in the hall George made his way towards the kitchen where he heard silent murmuring. The 33 years old businessman stopped dead in his tracks. Whatever he had awaited returning home this was not it. His pretty Asian wife was leaning against the edge of the kitchen table sipping at a can of cola right next to hear stood a very handsome, very muscular man who apparently was in his mid twenties. They were talking excitedly with each other. Though this wasn't at all why George was stunned. What really made him gasp in silence was their state of dressing or better said undressing. That hunk was presenting him a bare chest; he was just wearing a pair of black leather slacks while his wife stood proudly in a tiny lace bra and panties only. George gulped. In that instant they had spotted him standing in the doorframe. Xinyue smiled broadly then rushed towards her hubby wrapped her slender arms around his neck and pressed her luscious lips against his.
"Oh, darling its so great you're finally back! I missed you so much!"
Her warm welcome took him by surprise not because that wasn't her ordinary warm welcome but because it exactly was the welcome he'd expected. Totally confused he put his arms around her back and responded to her intimate kiss. When they actually broke contact his puzzled look wandered between his beautiful wife and that man.
"George, this is Frank. Frank, this is George my husband." She introduced them to each other.
"I met Frank last Tuesday at the gym. He is new in town and I was showing him around a bit."
The explanation Xinyue gave him wasn't really satisfying for George because she never had mentioned him during their daily phone calls.
None of them acted like they had been caught in an embarrassing situation. On the contrary for both of them it seemed perfectly normal to be seized in that state of undressing together by her husband. So George thought that there must be a totally ordinary explanation for all of this. The stranger even seemed to be very friendly towards George.
"Nice to meet you. Your wife had told me a lot about you and I was curious to meet you. It was very kind of her to take care of me while I and my wife try to fit in."
"Frank's wife Maria is from Mexico and they had lived there for the past four years until they were able to find good jobs here." Xinyue explained. "Honey, you must be very hungry and tired. Why don't you take a shower while I fix you something to eat and then maybe take some rest."
"Yeah, I guess that's a good idea."
George was still waiting for a more further justification clarifying why they were practically undressed but neither of them showed a sign that it would be necessary for him to know or that something should seem unusual for George. He took a deep breath and turned around grabbing his bags to climb upstairs while Xinyue moved towards the refrigerator. When he'd reached their bedroom he inhaled deeply in shock. Their huge four-poster bed was in a mess. The sheets were all crumbled up, the pillows lay crushed together right in the center and the big blanket had been thrown onto the floor resting next to some untidy clothes that seemed to be the pieces that the two downstairs currently weren't wearing. George felt all anger, disappointment and sadness rising at the same time inside of him. He had the sudden urge to storm downstairs and beat that punk to bulk. His rational side luckily was stronger. That chap downstairs was much stronger then him besides that he didn't act like someone who had felt any discomfort being caught by her husband. So he took it that the Frank-guy thought everything was perfectly okay. The one to blame was his wife who certainly had cheated on him purposely. But why wasn't she covering up? She had known that he would come home at this hour. If she had wanted to cheat she could have chosen any other time during the week. Taking in some deep breaths he put his own stuff down opened the wardrobe took out some fresh clothes, undressed him and stepped inside the shower.
The hot water cleared his mind and made him calmer. He just was not the type to scream around in rage. His wife must have her reasons for acting this way. Acting? She just had cheated on him. George had enough evidence that they had fucked. So what the hell should he do? He had no idea what Xinyue was actually up to so he ultimately decided that he just would wait and see what happens and only then make up his mind. After towelling himself he hastily put on the new clothes and stomped downstairs. Xinyue was just picking up a plate from the microwave put it on the table and smiled towards him when she saw George coming down. They all sat down and the others watched him cutting his meat.
"You two have made quite a mess there upstairs." George couldn't hold back he just had to say something but he tried to make his voice sound as plain and normal as possible.
"Ja, sorry hon, I had no time to clean up yet we had just finished when you came."
The 33 years old husband couldn't believe his ears. She openly admitted that they had been intimately engaged.