***Boy, my last story 'Easy Thing' in Romance went over like a lead balloon. Time for a change of pace. I was feeling pretty good after some decent success with "Coming Home."
This one's Loving Wives. I cant explain why I'm drawn to write these every so often. Most of my favorite authors and stories are in this genre, so maybe that's it. Or maybe it's that LW stories are the most read and commented on, by far and I love comments/feedback. Even the "Cuck shit" 1 bombers have some value.
Some may say that the ending isn't BTB enough, but the cheater definitely gets what she deserves.
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Miles walked in the house at lunchtime needing to pick up his laptop charger. The one he kept at the office stopped working and there weren't any spares in the supply room. He lived 10 minutes from his office, so going home would be quicker than going to Best Buy.
Cliche of all cliches, he heard noises coming from his bedroom. The door was open so he could see inside from 3/4 of the way up the stairs and he saw his wife getting pounded doggie style by what looked like his neighbor and friend, Mark. He took some video so he could show Mark's wife Liza.
Miles was a passive kind of guy, so he didn't rush in to stop them. He figured it was too late for that, the damage had been done. He turned off the video and went back down to grab his charger and get back to work.
He couldn't believe she was cheating on him with their neighbor and friend. She was best friends with Liza so the betrayal was deep. They got together every weekend for a barbecue on Saturdays and had even taken vacations together.
Mark liked expensive wines but was a cheap beer guy unless they were at Miles' house. Liza, like Miles, liked better quality craft type beers and she liked Spotted Cow specifically so he always had some on hand for her. He made special trips over the border to Wisconsin to get it, since you can't get it in Illinois. He always did the same for Yuengling, picking up several cases when he drove through Ohio. Miles was an unapologetic beer snob, but Tina never drank beer, she was a wine snob.
Mark used to joke with him that they married the wrong girls. Each spouse had more in common with the other. Miles always laughed it off but after seeing them having sex, wondered, 'Was Mark trying to steal Tina away from him?'
Miles was an underwriter for an insurance company. He was always extremely detail oriented and analytical. He knew he needed to plan his next moves, but he knew for sure, he would have revenge on Mark and his marriage was over.
They didn't have kids so there would be no custody issues. They were married for only 3 years and she worked, so alimony or maintenance wouldn't be likely and he'd keep his 401k and she'd keep hers, he figured. The house was his before they married and it depreciated due to the market so equity splitting wasn't an issue. The split should be easy. The revenge was his primary concern.
Miles figured he would inflict some financial pain on his scumbag neighbor and that would be easy. Physical pain would be harder since Mark was bigger than he was. No matter how he had ro do it, by the end of that week Mark would be dealt with.
It was Monday and that was his lightest day, so he had time to plan. He did some searching online and downloaded basic divorce papers off of a legal site on the internet. He figured if she wanted to fight, they could get lawyers later. Then he went to work on his plan for revenge. The trick was going to be acting like nothing was wrong at home.
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Miles walked in the door after work and smelled something great from the kitchen. He fought back his anger and took a deep breath. Taking his time he walked through the house and readied himself for his necessary acting performance.
"Whatcha doin'?" He shouted, startling his wife. She was standing at the sink and dropped a dish.
"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me Miles."
"You know my dad used to call that reaction a guilty conscience." He said, watching her face pale. "You didn't break anything expensive did you?"
"Uh no, just one of the cheap wine glasses. Mark brought over an expensive bottle of wine for us to enjoy."
"Oh yeah? When was Mark here?"
She didn't look at him but he could see her body stiffen. "He left just before you got home."
"Okay."
Mark had Miles download an app that is like a wine diary. You take a picture of the label and it will come so you can add notes about it, rate it, and keep track of it if you have a wine cellar. Miles used a similar one for beer and was proficient with it.
He snapped the picture and in the app it showed that it was a $70 bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon.
"Wow, that's an expensive wine. You must've done something really special to earn that." He regretted saying that immediately and figured he blew it.
"Huh? No it's for us." She said without hesitation.
"Oh, okay. What are you making to serve with Mark's wine?"
"Beef roast with potatoes and asparagus."
"Sounds good, I'll change and be back down."
Dinner was quiet until Miles drank his glass of wine down in one gulp. Tina snapped at him, "Miles, you don't chug expensive wines. That's meant to enjoy not drink like a frat boy."
He smiled internally because he knew it would piss her off. Mark turned her into a wine snob and she even decanted the one they were drinking. He didn't understand that, but let them have their fun when they did it.
He grabbed the decanter and poured a full glass for himself. That was another of her pet peeves. "Miles, you know you can't enjoy the bouquet if you fill the glass like that."
Laughing he said, "I have no intention of smelling the wine dear."
"God, you're such an ass sometimes. You worship your fancy beers but don't even bother to try with wine."
He shrugged his shoulders and took another large gulp.
She frowned and said, "I'm going to CVS after dinner. Do you need anything?"
"No. What are you getting?"
"Uh, lady things"
"Okay." He was glad she was going out. He could avoid her for only so long when she is in the house.
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Day One
The neighborhood was quiet at 3:00 in the morning. Miles was up and standing in Mark's driveway looking at his boat, which he keeps parked there during the summer.
It's a nice boat and has a custom cover that Mark had told Miles cost him $1000. Miles unsnapped the cover and folded it up neatly. He poured lighter fluid on it and lit it.
It was a nice fire and burned for quite a while as Miles watched it from his bedroom window. The smell started coming through his open window so he woke Tina and told her, "Baby, call Mark and tell him his boat is on fire."
"What?" Screamed Tina as he ran out of the room.
He went outside and grabbed his lawn hose and started to douse the flames.
Mark came running out of the house and yelled to Miles, "What's going on?"
"Dude, I don't know. I woke up and smelled smoke. When I looked out the window, it looked like your boat was on fire but it's only the cover. Looks like someone took it off and lit it up."
"Jesus. Thank god they didn't burn the boat. Fucking punks. That cover cost me a grand."
"Yeah, I know. Sorry man."
"No man. Thanks for putting the fire out before it spread."
By that time both wives had come out.
"Miles, are you okay?" Liza asked.
"Yeah. The hose kept me safe," he said with a smile.
She smiled back and got mad when she realized what was burning. "God damn it, Mark. That money pit boat of yours is going to cost us even more now."
Miles knew she hated the boat. She had refused to ride in it since the day he bought it without telling her.
Tina said, "We'll, at least it wasn't the boat"
Miles turned to walk back to his house and said, "Yeah, you love his boat rides, don't you dear? Good night all. I've got to work in the morning and that was enough excitement for one night."
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Tina left for work before Miles and he took the opportunity to take a look around their bedroom.
Hidden under her side of the bed was a small bag that had a box of condoms and some lube. He put it back and came up with a plan for those.
That night he noticed Mark's vintage Mustang sitting in the drive way and not the boat. He assumed Mark pulled the boat into the garage because it had no cover. That made him smile.
As he walked into the house he noticed voices coming from the kitchen. Liza and Tina were talking about Mark.
"He's really pissed about the boat cover," Liza said. "He ordered some cameras to put outside. They'll be here Thursday."
"Does he have any idea who would do that to him? Did he piss someone off?" Tina asked.
"He doesn't think so. He really has no clue. What sucks is we have a thousand dollar deductible on the insurance. We won't get any bit of it covered."
"Sorry to hear that," Tina said. "You better give him some lovin' tonight to cheer him up."
"Ha! He hasn't touched me in months. I try and try but he's always tired or sleeping before I go to bed."
Miles thought Tina's response was interesting. She said, "Maybe you should take a lover."
Liza shrieked, "What? No way. I'm a married woman that took vows and believes in them. How could you suggest that?"
"Easy girl. It was a joke."
"Well it's not funny. Cheaters are assholes."
Miles walked into the kitchen and said, "Hey girls, you can stop talking about me now, I'm home."
"Hey hon, dinner will be ready in 10 minutes."
"Okay babe."
He went up to their bedroom and opened the syringe he bought at the medical supply store. He was surprised how easy it was to get one.
He opened the tube of Ben Gay, inserted the syringe and filled it. The bag under the bed was undisturbed so he knew they hadn't had sex that day and for some reason he was glad.
He pulled out the condoms and carefully punctured the wrapper with the syringe injecting the Ben Gay. After doing it to all of the ones in the box, he put everything back as it was.
He went to bed an hour earlier than usual and Tina acted genuinely concerned. "You feeling alright?"
"Yeah. I guess I'm just tired from last nights fun."
"I wouldn't call Marks boat being vandalized fun, Miles," she said with a good deal of anger.
"Easy, babe. It was just a figure of speech."
'Nice,' he thought. She got mad and he knew she wouldn't try to have sex that night.
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Day 2
He stood in his living room looking out the bay window making sure no one was out. As it was the previous night, the street was dead quiet.
His plan tonight was risky because of the noise level, but he was resolved to do it. He went to his shed and grabbed the tool for that day's revenge - his axe.
The Mustang was old so it don't have an alarm. The sound of the axe hitting it would be loud so he had to make a fast escape.
He put on a pair of gloves and wiped the axe clean of fingerprints. Walking in the moonlight with a maniacal look on his face, he approached the car. Looking around and seeing nothing he smashed the windshield, the rear window and finally smashed the axe down into the roof of the vintage and cherry car. He took off running to his backyard hoping no one saw him.
He got some water in the kitchen and was surprised to see his wife come down the stairs.
"Can't sleep Tina?"
