My wife and I have been together 8 years. Married the last five. We met in college. We have both been working hard trying to get ahead in our careers and incomes.
Within a few months of our marriage, my wife started gaining weight. She had been overweight before college. She had told me how she felt inferior to other women when she was overweight and never wanted to be there again.
Three years into our marriage she was 70 pounds overweight.
This affected her self-esteem and our sex life. I maintained my weight by going to the gym on a regular basis. I always encouraged my wife to attend with me, but she always declined. She didn't like the 'hard core' weightlifter's gym I attended.
When she hit 75 pounds plus, she decided to start going to a gym.
She got a membership at another more 'mainstream' gym that catered more to women.
The gym had many more treadmills and bikes. They also had early morning aerobic classes, which my wife attended before work.
After a year, my wife lost all her weight and more. My wife's self-esteem was back and our sex life improved.
After six more months, my wife was looking better than ever. She was now also getting a fake tan, letting her hair grow out, and dressing nicer. She looked fantastic.
I looked forward to sex with her, now more than ever.
Unfortunately, our sex life began to dwindle. After a few months almost nothing.
She told me she was too tired from her workouts and encouraged me to take care of myself.
The first time she told me this, I felt like she had spit on me.
Now being in the proverbial 'between a rock and a hard place'. The rock being 'trusting relationship' and the hard place being 'is she cheating?'.
Not being the type of person that sits around hoping for the best, "Fuck the Rock!".
If I am wrong, I will fess up and have to kiss her ass for a few months.
Whereas doing nothing lets self-doubt into my life. Life is hard enough already.
I put a voice activated recorder in the lining of her purse and turned-on location tracking on her phone.
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I found she was just getting a different type of workout on Tuesday and Friday mornings.
She was fucking some trainer in the gym on those days, at his apartment.
His name was Jim. He was one of those health nuts, that every moment of his life was dedicated to looking good and being as fit as he possibly could.
His social media was filled with pictures of himself posing, working out, or participating in some type of race.
I'm not sure how I handled the next three weeks. I was in a mental fog of despair. Angry one moment and depressed the next.
I began working out longer in the morning and added a routine after work.
I felt inadequate and felt improving my looks would win my wife back.
I leaned up and put on more muscle, but my wife was in the affair fog.
She didn't notice how ripped I had become. She didn't even notice how depressed I was, when I was at my lowest.
Screw her.
Financially, divorce would be easy. We rented an apartment. We had some money in our joint checking account. Our cars cost about the same and were about the same age. Our real savings was in her 401K savings. My work did not offer a 401K.
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Now for the revenge.
I know, 'take the moral high road and don't waste your energy on anything that doesn't improve your own life'. 'Don't look backwards, move forward with your life'.
Nope, I was going to get some personal satisfaction and burn the bitch and her lover. I considered this to be my personal therapy to never look back, once I was finished.
My plan was simple. Their fitness brought them together, I would take that away from them. Do not let her profit from her betrayal.
Lover boy had an apartment on the first floor that faced a pool area.
I bought a camera that you screwed into a light fixture, then screwed the light bulb into the camera. I pointed the camera at lover boy's front door.
What a surprise. Lover boy was fucking 3 other women from the gym. All married. They didn't even bother to take off their wedding rings.
I also learned that Lover boy didn't lock his door when he went to the pool. And a cute neighbor MILF would come by now and then to invite him back to her apartment for fun. They had to go to her apartment because she had a small kid to watch.
They were together around an hour.
So, during one of his visits to her apartment, I visited his apartment and put cameras in every room. Luckily for me, he had those USB phone power adapters in every room.
I replaced them with USB power adapters with motion activated pin hole cameras in them. I also connected them to his Internet, so they would continually stream to my home computer.
I also took picture of everything in his apartment.
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So, I watched a couple of weeks of videos.
I have to admit, he did fuck the prettiest women in the Gym.
My wife is a very hot woman, but 2 of the other women were hotter, even though they were a bit older. The third woman was my wife's age but about 20 pounds overweight.
Sex in bed with the three was like a script. Kiss for a minute until you got all their clothes off. Eat their pussies until they came. Fuck them missionary for almost 15 minutes, then roll them over and fuck them doggie style. Rub their clit's until they came, then fuck them hard until he came.
The overweight woman, after she came the second time, would suck him off.
He did have an above average dick, but by no means anywhere porn star level.
All three women were paying for his service. It looked like $100 each from the hot women and $200 from the overweight woman.
My wife wasn't paying for his sex, she was trading him sex for drugs. I later found them, and the bottle identified them as human growth hormones.
Lover boy was taking human growth hormones and some anabolic steroids.
The pool MILF came by occasionally, on the weekends, to his apartment. They would get high smoking something he provided and then they would fuck.
The pool cam showed that her ex-husband would come and get the kid on the weekend.
Lover boy would fuck her pussy until he came, then she would suck his dick until he was hard again. She would then get a large vibrator out of his dresser, get on all fours and he would then fuck her ass. After coming in her ass, she would again suck his dick until he was hard again.
She would then get a large dildo out of his dresser and slide it in her pussy. He would then fuck her ass again until he came in it. She would cum at least 1 or 2 times while he fucked her.
During her second ass fucking they would try many different positions. They usually started with her on top of him, then anything from there. Missionary, Spooning, or Doggie style on the bed/floor/over a chair. She seemed to like mid-air the best, where she wrapped her legs around his waist, and he bounced her up and down on his dick, while he was standing.
She would stare intently at his flexing chest and abs as he bounced her ass up and down on his dick.
She had a naturally hard body. Watching her breasts bouncing in all the positions was mesmerizing. I wish I had permission to make a porn video of her. She had naturally firm breasts that are a rarely found in her size, and only look perfect for a few years.
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So, I told my wife I had a business trip to LA. I then rented a car and went down to Tijuana.
I hired a hooker for the day. My plan was to get her to get multiple subscriptions from doctors for birth control pills.
When I told her what I wanted, she told me she knew a better way. She knew a pharmacist that would give her as much as she wanted. She mentioned all the girls used him for birth control and their plan B pills.
I asked if he would be able to provide it in a liquid form for a syringe. She said yes, but it was probably intended for animals.
She called him on her phone and set it up. I drove her to his pharmacy. She introduced us. I told him what I needed, paid him, and we left.
I gave her four times what she said she made in a day.
And yes, I did get a blowjob. Remember, I hadn't been getting any sex for almost a year.
Lover injected himself every few days with a hidden stash of steroids. Using his spare house key, I had found during my first visit, I removed all the Testosterone from his vials and replaced it with the Estrogen.
I then went home and replaced all the human growth hormones my wife had with the Testosterone.
Almost two months later.
My wife began showing the effects first. Her muscles began to get noticeably bigger, and she began to lose her temper. Her skin also began to break out more easily. I suggested she try a different tanning spray.
Lover boy began to look noticeably softer. I saw him looking upset after weighing himself on his bathroom scale.
During my wife's weekly visits my wife was like a crazy woman on top of him. She rode him until he was begging her to stop.
He started taking Viagra to maintain a hardon.
My wife first voiced her concerns that the human growth hormone he was giving her was different or in a greater dosage than before. He reassured her that was not the case.
Lover boy, noticing that he was getting softer, increased his injections.
Four months into Lover boy's treatment, he lost all his women, including my wife. He couldn't maintain an erection and seemed to have lost interest in sex.
My wife couldn't stop herself from angry outbursts followed by massive mood swings. She would then be mad at herself for losing control, followed by crying.
Lover boy lost his job at the gym when he broke down crying in front of everyone. Someone had teased him how much hair he was leaving on the workout machines.
From what a friend told me, he tried to cry on my wife's shoulder, and she wouldn't let him. When he tried again, begging her, she lost her temper and punched him in the stomach.
He actually laid on the floor holding his stomach crying. My wife stood over him taunting him, calling him a fat, stupid, gigantic pussy.
She was also kicked out of the gym.
Neither Lover boy nor my wife went to the doctor to get tested. I assume they had been taking too many illegal drugs to want to hear what a doctor had to say.
Lover boy started developing some nice-looking tits, a round ass and was losing his hair.
He finally went to a doctor. Blood tests revealed he had high levels of estrogen in his body. They suspected his thyroid and ended up surgically removing it. He will be on hormone treatments the rest of his life.
As for my wife.
She joined another gym, but just wasn't trying as hard. Seemed to have lost her motivation, her drug dealer / lover.
She gained all the weight back, started losing her hair and got an acne rash over her whole back, chest, ass, thighs, and face.
Now she was begging me for sex. I told her I would not have sex with her until I knew that her rash was not contagious.
'Because of her rash', I hadn't slept in the same bed with her in months.
