This is the fifth installment of a new series called, "Fallout" that deals with the consequences of cheating. The current plan is that each entry in the series can be read as a separate story.
The following was inspired in part by FreakSeeker's 2008 story, "
Shameless
" about a wife who regularly cuckolds her husband, visiting her lover at his house several times a week. In her mind, her husband has agreed to her actions since he never seems to questions her excuses. The basic premise of that story remains the same, but the outcome is quite different.
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper...
Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows, etc. (Yes, I DO moderate comments) And please remember, this is a work of fiction, not a docu-drama...
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Linda Richards pulled into her driveway and hit the button to open the garage door. She pulled inside as she always did, and noticed that her husband's truck wasn't in the garage. Perhaps he took the kids out for dinner, she thought. It was a bit late for them to be out, she thought, but then again, the kids didn't have school tomorrow since it was Friday night. She smiled at the idea of Jack taking care of the kids for a change, since she often felt as though she was taking care of three children, not just two. She got out of her car and went in the house.
It was already dark outside, and the interior of the house she shared with her husband and two children seemed eerily quiet without the lights and the noise of video games blaring from their large-screen television. She recalled what she had done earlier that evening with her lover Michael, and felt just a bit guilty. But only for a moment. Looking around the dark, quiet house, she wondered if this would be her fate if Jack decided to finally end their marriage.
After thinking a bit, she laughed and headed upstairs. No, she thought. If Jack was going to take action, he would've done it by now. She had been seeing Michael for eight months now, and Jack had bought all her excuses, no questions asked. At first she only visited him one or two days a week, but lately, she had been at his house for up to four evenings a week, including Fridays, while making up excuses for Jack. She was pretty certain Jack knew what she was doing, but he never pressed her.
He never even questioned her when she lied and told him she had a weekend conference in New York a month or so ago. The truth was, she had spent that weekend with Michael. In New York, of course. Michael was the one who had a conference to attend. She was his "plus one" for the weekend. And now, they were planning to spend a whole week on a cruise together. They just needed to find an excuse that Jack would accept.
Once upstairs, she undressed and slipped into the shower. She wanted to be as fresh as possible for her husband when he came back with the kids. Michael had deposited quite a lot of semen inside her and she wanted to be clean for Jack just in case he wanted to fool around. Of course, he hadn't made any advances toward her lately, so she didn't expect he would tonight. Still, she thought, one never knows...
She slid under the covers and fell asleep quickly, her pussy still tingling from the workout Michael had given her earlier. The next morning, she awoke, expecting to see her husband next to her. But he wasn't there, and his side of the bed didn't look like it had been disturbed. She listened, but didn't hear anything else in the house. Maybe they're outside, she thought.
She got up, threw on a robe and looked around the house, but there was nothing to indicate they were there. She looked outside, thinking maybe they were doing yard work, but there was nothing. She ran around the house, calling out for them, but there was no answer. Frantic, she looked in the garage, but Jack's truck was still gone.
She ran back upstairs and looked in the closet. All of Jack's clothes and toiletries were gone. She ran into the kids' bedrooms, and saw their things were missing as well. Had he finally left? She pulled out her phone and tried calling Jack, but got a message saying the number she called is no longer in service.
"Oh God, no," she cried. She called his parents in southern California hoping they might know what happened.
"Mom, it's me, Linda," she said when Jack's mother answered the phone. "Have you heard from Jack or the kids lately?"
"No, I haven't, Linda," Lorraine, Jack's mother said. "Is everything alright?"
"No," Linda said. "I got home late last night and they were gone. I figured he took them out to dinner, but they didn't come back home. I tried calling Jack, but I got a message saying his number is no longer in service."
"I don't know what to tell you," Lorraine said. "Maybe you should call the police and report them missing."
"I'll do that, thanks," she said. When she ended the call, she went into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. That's when she saw it -- an envelope sitting next to the coffee pot. Jack's ring was sitting on top of the envelope. Scared, she opened the envelope and pulled out a sheet of paper -- a typed note from Jack. She sat down with a cup of coffee and read the note.
"Linda," the note began. "In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm gone. The kids are with me, and they're fine. It's quite apparent to me that you forgot Friday was our 15
th
wedding anniversary. Of course, you chose to spend it with Michael Freeman instead of me, but I'm really not surprised.
"It's not the first time you've missed an important family date. Last month, you apparently forgot that it was Jason's 13
th
birthday. I told him you were busy with work and couldn't get away. Of course, I know that you were really in Freeman's bed. You did the same thing with Allison's birthday three months ago. She was heartbroken to learn that you put your lover over her.
"And you remember when Jason got hurt playing football at school two months ago? That's right, you couldn't be bothered to look after him because you were off with Freeman. The school told me they tried to reach you but were told you were 'in a meeting.' Imagine my surprise when the PI told me that you and Freeman were actually doing the horizontal mambo at the Hilton that afternoon.
"Yes, I've known about your ongoing affair with Freeman for a while now. And the kids know as well. I also know about that alleged 'conference' you went to in New York. And I know about the cruise you and Freeman plan to take later this year. Don't worry, you won't need to lie to me about it anymore.
"Since you've decided that Freeman is more important than your family, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I had hoped you would've ended it with him and come back to being my wife and the mother of our children again. Perhaps we could've worked things out. But you chose not to. You've basically been gone for the last several months, so now it's my turn. I'm gone. For good. And since you don't seem to care about the children, they're gone as well and will be staying with me.
"You will be served with divorce papers sometime early next week at your place of work. Yes, I am filing on grounds of adultery, since that is allowed in this state. I am also suing Michael for alienation of affection, since that is allowed in this state as well. I may not get very much, if anything at all, but it's the principle that matters. You see, I am teaching the children that bad choices have consequences.
