This story has no explicit sex. It is a story of betrayal, humiliation, revenge and reconciliation. This is a fantasy written for my enjoyment and hopefully yours.
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A better offer.
My wife Dianne and I were the last to leave Mike and Janet's party, as was usually the case. I went to get my car while Dianne waited inside as there was a lot of snow and slush on this Sunday just before Christmas. It took me about fifteen minutes to walk to the car, brush off the snow and drive back and I then waited fifteen minutes more before I went up to the front door. No lights were to be seen, the door was locked and no one came when I rang the bell so I tried Dianne's iPhone, she answered after a couple of rings.
"Sorry hun but I got a better offer. There are a couple of bottles of good ale on the door step for you as a consolation. I'll be home around lunch time tomorrow."
"Don't bother, I won't be there."
Their laughter was the last thing I heard before she hung up. I had known about her affair for quite a while but I had never expected her to be so blatant about it, or so cruel. The preparations for our divorce were nearly complete but I hadn't had the heart to divorce Dianne with Christmas so near. Her laughter had turned my heart to stone though. I resisted the temptation to throw the beer bottles through a window and drove home. As I got out of the car I noticed that Dianne's handbag was under her seat and I smiled, she was making this too easy for me.
I had a busy night, changing the locks came first and then attending to our finances. I had been planning this for a couple of weeks so things went pretty quickly, our joint accounts divided and joint cards cancelled. She would have trouble getting a new card before the holidays but that was no longer my concern. After that I packed a bag for Dianne and put it, together with her laptop in her car, moved the car out of the garage and hid the key under a flower pot. My last job before I could enjoy one of my consolation ales was to post some compromising pictures of Dianne and Mike. I didn't want to be seen to be the one posting the images so I created a new mail account loosely coupled to Dianne's and then posted the images to various porn sites using Mike and Janet's WiFi. I did it all using a cheap laptop that I had bought just for that purpose. Of course I couldn't have done any of it if Diane, Mike and Janet hadn't been quite so trusting with their passwords. The final step was to send myself an email from the new account documenting what I had done. Sitting outside their apartment in my car in the middle of the night had been a little risky but I got away with it.
There was little time for an ale when I got home, it was just after four and I wanted to contact my lawyer as soon as possible in the morning. I knew that he usually started before eight although the office didn't open until ten and so at eight I was on the phone to him instructing him to proceed with all possible haste. The few hours sleep had been refreshing and I was ready for the day's turmoil. I had slept better than I had since I began thinking of divorcing Dianne, probably because the time of indecision was over.
After a quick breakfast I retired to my office in the basement, for once thankful that it had no windows. I had wireless cameras in windows upstairs so that I could watch without anyone being able to see me. As I sat there and waited I thought back over the last ten years and wondered how it could all have gone so wrong.
I met Dianne at a barbecue hosted by her employer. The sister of a friend had just broken up with her boyfriend and didn't want to go alone. She disappeared as soon as we arrived and I didn't see her till it was time to go home. I did however spend some time with Dianne and Janet. Dianne was between boyfriends at the time and Janet was in the off phase of her on-off relationship with Mike. They had gone to school together but just discovered that they worked for the same company and were catching up when I managed to worm my way into the conversation with my little boy lost routine. We sat and talked for some time and I got their telephone numbers before my date wanted to go home.
I dated both women for about a month until Janet went into her on phase with Mike again. It was her that interested me most as she was a dynamo in bed. By comparison Dianne was more conservative but more fun to be with, out of bed at least although she was a lot of fun there as well.
When Janet and Mike got back together he proposed and she accepted. I wasn't happy but I had Dianne to console me and after a while she convinced me that marriage was right for us as well. My mother didn't think that Dianne was ready to settle down although she liked her otherwise. In the end I ignored my mother's advice and married Dianne anyway and for many years our marriage was great.
The trouble started about five years ago I believe. My parents died in a car crash and I inherited nearly everything but only if we signed an agreement, something my mother called a post-nup. The gist of it was that my parent's house was not to be part any divorce settlement and that if adultery could be proven then the offender would get none of the money either. Dianne was pissed but in the end she agreed. The most upset by it all was Mike as we now had a much better place than he and Janet had.
We got through that crisis and then just over three years ago I got downsized or right-shored or whatever the latest term is. Part of the deal was that I was rehired as a consultant for a short term to help with the transfer of responsibility. I quite liked the change and started looking around for more freelance work. When I finally got established I found that I could make about the same as I did before but with less effort and I could work from home. The down side was that some months I made nothing and hence I was careful about spending, something that pissed Dianne off. Mike kidded about being a stay at home husband but I hadn't really expected anything else.
The final nail in my marriage's coffin came about a year ago when Dianne got a promotion and moved into Janet's department. None of her raise ever made it into the family coffers though, she needed a new car, clothes and a myriad of other things. Having Janet as her boss also gave her more freedom in her hours and she started going in late and coming home later. I'm a morning person so it really cut down on our time together.
I am not sure why but I began to suspect that something had changed our relationships. The biggest tell was that Mike stopped teasing me but he had a smug grin whenever he greeted me. Then there were the trips that neither Janet nor Dianne had taken previously. When Dianne went on a weekend business trip with Janet I decided to check up on her and the PI revealed that she was cheating on me with both Mike and Janet. It made sense as Dianne had hinted that Mike and Janet liked to play with other couples. Had it had been somebody other than Mike then I might have been interested.
One of Dianne's must-haves had been an iPhone but she left the maintenance of it to me and so I used it to track her. I discovered that she asked to be eaten every time that she took a long lunch at Mike and Janet's apartment. Cheating was one thing but the total lack of respect was too much and so I started planning for our divorce.
My reverie was interrupted when Dianne arrived at about noon and rang the bell as her keys had been in her purse. When I didn't answer she rang me.
"Hi hun, I don't have my keys om me. Could you open the door for me please?"
"Who am I speaking to?"
"It's Dianne, your wife remember. Open the door, it's cold out here."
"You must have the wrong number, my wife died last night."
