Can he trust his wife Ch.02
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(Writers Note: Okay here is Chapter.02. Once again just a warning if you are looking for a sexfest or cuckolding or wife swapping look elsewhere.)
I woke up still sitting in my chair. My throat was dry from the amount of alcohol I had drunk. I stood up and stretched, I heard something make a cracking sound, I hoped it wasn't anything important.
I looked around and saw my phone flashing at me, I looked and saw it was my wife wishing me good morning saying she was once again sorry and that she was driving home to talk about our marriage.
I went into the bathroom showered, shaved and took two paracetamol to help my head, I made myself a coffee and then closed my eyes, okay time to sort this shit out.
I picked up my phone and dialed my brother's number after two rings, he picked up.
"Darren, did you fuck my wife? Think carefully before you answer." I said in a calm but cold voice.
"Umm yes, yes I did, and she loved it, she kept telling me how much better than you I was, and how she will never be satisfied with you ever again." He almost shouted out that last part.
"Darren, listen to me carefully, have you any proof of you fucking my wife?" again in the same cold voice.
"Yes, yes I have, she wanted to film it so I can show it to you later. Gary, she is one hot fuck, I should have nailed her before." He was getting excited.
"Okay, Darren two thing's, I don't believe you and I am going to give you a head start. It will take me 30 minutes to get to our parent's house. If you are there I will beat the shit out of you, if you are not there I will find you and beat the shit out of you, your choice."
I heard a sharp intake of breath, "Come on Gary, she is just a bitch in heat, you didn't satisfy her and I did, you can still have her I don't mind sharing."
"I'm in my car now and will be at the house in 25 minutes, I hope you stay where you are and you make my life easy." I was in my car and was making good time on the motorway.
I disconnected and dialed my wife's number, she picked up immediately on her hands free.
"Gary, my love I'm halfway home we need to sort this out. I should have never run away, I'm so sorry my love." I heard sobbing as she spoke.
"Carrie, I want you to try and focus on that night, what was the last thing you remember." I said still in my cold voice mode.
"I remember getting to the house, I remember greeting your parents and the other members of your family, I remember giving your parents a present, then helping your Mother with the cooking."
She paused obviously thinking about that day.
"We had dinner, I had a couple of beers, then I remember sitting on the sofa, then that's it, until the next morning." I could hear her sobs as she drove.
"So, that's it? Nothing more? No other recollection of the night?"
"Gary, honestly if I could remember anything I would tell you I promise you."
I could tell she was being honest, at least as much as I could through the phone.
"Carrie, I'm driving to my parents house why don't you join me?"
"Are you sure about this? What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to sort this shit out once and for all. Anyway, I'm almost there join me as soon as you can."
"Okay, Gary I'm on my way. Gary, take care of yourself be safe, I love you and don't want anything to happen to you."
We both disconnected so we could drive our cars and meet up at my parents house. I got there in record time and was pleased to see Darren's car still there. I parked outside the house in front of Darren's car.
I Sat in the car composing myself. And waited for my wife to turn up. Twenty minutes later her car pulled up behind mine. She climbed out of her Mazda Mx5 and waited for me to get out of my Ford Escort. She was dressed casually in a jumper and jeans and boots, but even so she looked beautiful.