I sat at the desk for hours as I replayed the images of Cheryl, my wife and mother of my 2 kids, fucking and sucking the huge cock of the male nurse. I finally pulled the file on Kendall and found out a little background on him. He was Canadian living here on a work visa. He was married, had no kids, and had been through a 12-step program for recovering nurses. His last performance appraisal was unusually high, but I'm sure he was fucking the nurse manager of his department to earn his high marks. I put the folder up and headed home.
My wife came home around 7:30 in the morning and made a b-line for the shower. She gave me a little peck on the cheek, mumbled something about having a hard night and went to grab some sleep. I pretended to half-listen as I browsed over the paper. When I knew she was asleep, I called in "sick" to work and headed to meet an old friend of mine, Tony Barrington, or "Bear" as we called him.
I met Bear at an old hangout where we used to eat breakfast when we worked together for the Department of Corrections. We were both guards at the State Pen. Bear has since retired and volunteers three nights a week at the county jail. I just came out and told him what was going on with Cheryl and Kendall. I know I should have felt sad, but I was really pissed off at that point. Bear just took it all and took a few drags off his cigarette before speaking.
"The first thing you need to ask yourself is do you want to work things out with Cheryl?" he asked in a low voice.
"I don't see how I could ever trust her again after this. Also, I would always wonder if she was fantasizing it was him fucking her when we were together" I answered.
Bear sat for a minute then said, "Well, the way I see it, you've got three choices. One, you can confront them, get a lawyer and get on with your lives. Two, you could beat the shit out of him and put her ass in the street. Or, you could really hurt them back so for a long time, they will regret what they did."
I thought about what Bear said. Confronting them was an easy way out. Kicking Kendall's ass sounded good, but he would still know he one-upped me by long-dicking my wife. I wanted to put both their asses in a world of hurt and I had an idea.
I told Bear I would call him in a couple of days for a favor and went back home. I put on my uniform and went to work and explained to my crew that I was feeling better and would stay late to make up my time. I rummaged around and found another security camera and a VCR. I waited until all the managers were gone and made my way up to the site of my beloved wife's trysts. It was deserted and it took me just a little over an hour to set up my equipment. I set the VCR to record from midnight to 4:00 a.m. and I hoped I would catch a few clips of them together. What I got was unbelievable.