A Perfect Wife
Bill Nelson was a happy man as he drove home early from a business meeting. He had just closed a great deal for his company. His commission on this one deal would put him far ahead for the salesman of the year title. That would give him a great bonus and his commission alone would be well into the upper six figure bracket.
Everyone Bill did business with smiled when he entered their office. He was always bright, pleasant and cheerful. He always had a new little joke to tell and he brightened their day. He was known to be completely honest in all his dealing with everyone. He refused to sell any of his customer's equipment that he knew would not be profitable for them. He was completely familiar with his company's products and with the equipment that his competitors sold.
At 35, Bill was an average man in every way. He carried 155 pounds on his 5' 9 ½" frame. He was in excellent condition and ran a couple of miles every other day. His brown hair and hazel eyes set off his pleasant face. He was rarely without a cheery smile on his face. Part of the reason for his smile was his wife Annie. She was the light of his life. Bill adored Annie and their two children, Sally, 6 and John, 8.
Annie was a small woman, just a hair over five feet tall and weighing just over a hundred pounds. Her body was easy to look at with a slim waist and a full 32D bust. She looked like the very, very pretty girl next door. Her blonde hair was usually in a long ponytail that flipped about as she moved. Annie showed no signs of motherhood and looked much younger than her 33 years. Annie loved to tease Bill by dressing in sexy revealing clothes around the house. Their sex life was fantastic, having sex five or six nights a week and often more than once a day.
They had met in college and dated during his sophomore and junior years, she was studying nursing while Bill studied business administration. They were a couple almost as soon as they met, and they shared an efficiency apartment for the next two years.
Bill was devastated by the events of 9/11 and he enlisted in the Army almost before the dust had settled. After he finished his training he was sent to Saudi Arabia for more training with his unit. He was in an armored troop carrier during the attack into Iraq. On the third day of the attack his unit was well into Iraq when his troop carrier was hit by a RPG (Rocket Propelled Grenade.). He woke up in a C-5 aircraft medevac enroute to the U.S. Army Hospital in Ramstein, Germany. His numerous wounds were further stabilized there and he was sent home to Walter Reed Hospital in Washington D.C. for further surgeries.
Bill was having his usual dream about Annie, but this one was clearer and sharper, he even heard her calling his name and smelled her favorite perfume. He opened his eyes and saw her worried face in front of him. She suddenly smiled and gently pressed her lips to his. WOW! He could feel her kiss this time. He whispered, "Annie, is it really you? You look real."
"Oh! Billy! Yes I am really here; I have been here for over a month. I am so happy that they finally let you wake up. How do you feel?"
"A month? I feel kind of tired, but I am real happy to see you. Where are we?"
"Billy, Honey, can you see me alright. Is your vision clear?"
"Sure, I see you as clear as a bell. You are beautiful. I love you."
"Oh! Billy, I love you too! They were worried about your eyesight. How do you feel?"
"I don't seem to hurt anywhere. I know I was wounded and sent home. How bad is it? Am I going to be OK? Annie, give it to me straight, am I going to able to be a man for you?"
Annie looked him in the eye, "Yes Dear", she giggled, and "I know you are fine down there, I have given you sponge baths and played with you and you respond to all kinds of stimuli. You work perfectly." She blushed. She was serious again, "Bill, you had 47 wounds, some minor, some serious. As best they can tell when the grenade hit, small fragments of steel sprayed inside the troop carrier and bounced all around the inside. You have wounds entering from many directions; some went all the way through, a lot stayed inside you. Most of the wounds have been repaired. Some have not."
Billy watched a tear roll down each of her lovely cheeks. She steeled herself, "Billy you are going to have to have several more operations before you can be released from the hospital. I promise I will be here with you for all of them. I have moved here and am staying with my Aunt Jane who lives in Maryland a few miles from here. Because I am a Registered Nurse they let me help take care of you. Both our families send me money to help with my expenses."
Bill tried to tell her how much he loved her but her soft lips pressing against his stopped him. In a month they were married in the hospital chapel, surrounded by both families and a few friends. Six months after the wedding they were home and moved into a small apartment. Bill adored his wife. He felt he owed her his very life. She had stuck with him and comforted him on his blackest days when he thought he would never leave the hospital. She was with him and coached him through his rehabilitation. She was a loving slave driver who insisted he could always do a few more repetitions of every exercise.
She was a perfect wife. She was always happy and full of life. She kept an immaculate home, was a super good cook and was an eager and ardent lover. She arranged her work so they could spend the most time together.
Bill started with a new company in sales as the junior sales person. He worked hard and studied his company's products as well as the products of his competitors. He was very diligent and followed up on every lead that came his way. He spent a lot of time in the factory test spaces watching the engineers put their products through their paces. Then he visited the places that used his company's tools and machines. He asked how the machines performed and how they could be improved. He visited shops that used his company's competitors' machines and asked why they thought the competitor's equipment was better. The information he gathered her reported back to his company. Some of his suggestions earned him bonuses and his attitude earned the respect of all that knew him.
Annie and Bill saved toward the things they wanted. They lived frugally and rarely ate out. As his skills as a salesman improved and his income grew they were able to purchase their first small house. The two of them set goals and a time table for the completion of those goals. Bill loved to fish but rarely managed to get away to do it. Annie attended a Woman's club meeting the second Wednesday of each month. They worked together on home improvement projects instead of going to movies and activities that used money they felt was more prudent to use to improve their home. They each monitored the clothing of their spouse and carefully insured the other maintained an attractive appearance. Bill loved it when Annie looked her best. Since Annie wore scrubs at work, most of her clothing money was spent on leisure clothes; she did manage to afford some new lingerie each month.
Two years into the marriage, things were a little bit ahead of the plan so they jointly decided to start their family. Within a month of going off the pill Annie happily reported she was pregnant. Because of the excellent benefits they both had in their jobs, the out of pocket expenses were less than projected. Bill got busy in their little workshop and turned out a very professional looking crib and all the other baby furniture Ann requested. Annie painted everything with a primer coat of paint until they discovered the child was a boy. Then they painted everything a light blue.
Annie had an easy pregnancy and baby John was a good baby. They both adored him and were tickled to death when she became pregnant a year and a half later. Sally was a sweet little doll. She was as good a baby as John, and was adored too. Bill continued to advance through the company. When Sally was born he was in the top ten sales people in the company.
Two years later the market was right and they sold the house they had worked on so hard. The sold it for three times what they paid for it. They bought another house that was in a much nicer area and was much larger. The lot was huge but the landscaping and the house were not in the best condition. A year later, after a huge expenditure of labor and a small amount of cash, it was the showpiece of the neighborhood.
Bill was the top salesman in the company, his years of hard work paid off again. His client list was very large and he added new customers every day when new people would call and request him by name saying they had met him somewhere or that he had been recommended by a happy customer.
Everyone that knew them thought they were the 'perfect' couple. It was evident that they loved each other deeply. Bill was able to cut back on the amount of time he spent on the road. The account he had just signed with the U.S. Department of Defense was huge, he wanted to celebrate with Annie quietly that evening. He smiled as he thought of his wife, under her conservative clothes and her shy demure manner she was a sexual tiger. They had sex almost every day, but it was not unusual for them to make love more than once a day on weekends. He grinned and decided to stop and pick up a good bottle of Champagne on the way home.
He was coming out of the liquor store when he froze in mid-step. Standing in the doorway of a Motel next door was his wife Annie. She was kissing a huge black man who was gripping her ass under her skirt. Bill dropped the champagne bottle. Annie turned and looked right at Bill. She didn't move for a minute then she ran for her car. Bill watched as she sped away. He looked back and the door to the motel room was shutting.
Bill sat in his car and thought over what he had just seen. He tried to think of a reasonable explanation for what he had just seen. It had definitely appeared to be a sexual embrace and kiss. He was in shock. He had no idea of how long he sat there in a daze. There was no smile on his face now. He started his car and drove slowly home. Annie's car was in the drive, the driver's door was open.
He walked in to the house; he got a beer from the refrigerator and put it on the kitchen counter then went to the spare bedroom and got several pieces of luggage from the closet and carried them to the living room. He heard a noise behind him and turned to see Annie, staring wide-eyed, her hands over her mouth. He looked sadly at his wife, "I figure one of us is going to need these. Right?" Annie turned and ran down the hall toward the master bedroom. He heard a muffled sob as he carried the bags into the room. Annie lay on the bed, her face buried in her pillow, her shoulders heaving with each muffled sob.
Bill put the bags down. He leaned against the wall, she heard his sad voice, "I'll hand it to you girl! You really had me fooled. I never suspected a thing. I have been so proud of our 'perfect marriage'. I guess they are right when they say the stupid husband is always the last to know. I'll be out of your way in a little bit."
Annie sat up quickly, "NO! NO! Please don't leave me, I love you. I love you with all my heart. I'm so sorry, please forgive me. You are my whole life. I can't live without you."
"Annie, I have to get out of here. I need some time to think. I just learned you are cheating on me. I have no clue about what is going on. I don't know why, how long, or if you really ever loved me, when you stopped loving me. I don't know anything. I'll call you when I think we can talk."
"Nooo! Please don't go. Stay with me, I need you. You are my life, please stay and talk to me now. I'll tell you everything. You need to know things before you make any decisions. Please don't go. I love you. I have always loved you."
"OK, I'll listen to you for a few minutes, OK. I don't know what you can tell me that will change my mind. Let's go set in the den, where are the kids?"
"Oh, thank you for talking to me, the kids are with my mom and dad for the weekend."
Tears still ran from Annie's eyes. They sat and looked sadly at each other. Annie sobbed, "I never meant to hurt you in any way. I don't know how to start, but please believe that I do love you, I love no other man. You are my man and always will be my only love."
"Annie, what you are saying doesn't match with what I saw. I saw a fully sexual loving kiss. His hands were caressing your bare ass and you were loving it. That is what I saw."
"No, you are only partly right, you did see a sexual kiss and caress, but there was no love involved, absolutely none on either part. I DO NOT love him and he DOES NOT love me. It is pure sex and only sex."
Bill looked at her. "OK, I might buy that, but WHY? We have sex more than most people. I guess you are telling me that I don't satisfy you sexually. I sure thought I did, are you saying you faked all those orgasms I thought I was giving you? That I never made you cum?"
"NO, HELL NO! You are a wonderful lover, you always make me cum. I have NEVER faked an orgasm with you; I don't have to fake them when they are real wonderful orgasms. Billy, I have never refused any hint that you desired me. I don't believe I have EVER turned you down. I have never withheld sex from you, never!"
