He Just Waled Away

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He Just Walked Away

By Loony123tunes

My name is Arthur Clark I am thirty and not bad-looking if I say so myself. Five-ten, broad, and muscular, I spend much time working out at the gym. I am next in line for promotion. I live in a small flat and have been divorced twice. Thank God we had no children with either of my two slut wives. Both my ex-wives cheated on me with what I thought were my best friends.

Well, each of them got what they wanted from my slut ex-wife. My friends are no longer friends of mine. As people say, once a cheat is always a cheat. My ex-best friends will pay the price one day. That is their problem from now on.

I have a brother, Tony, who is two years younger. He is much better looking than me but not as well built. He married a girl the same age as him. Mum and Dad died a year after he was married. I was now the head of our small family. When we were growing up, we were the best of friends and still are.

Mum and Dad kept on saying to me.

"Look after your little brother, he's not as strong as you," Mum and Dad used to say.

"We know he will come to you if he is in trouble or needs help," Mum and Dad said.

I never realised how true it was.

He knew what caused my two divorces. He would not hear anything bad said about his wife Chris. He loved her so much. In my way, I was trying to warn him it could happen to him. When I first met Chris, I had a feeling she was not right for him. I tried telling him she was not right for him. He was obsessed with her; nothing would change his mind.

I was glad Mum and Dad saw Tony married to Chris. I was his best man, and our parents were ever so pleased. Tony worshipped the ground that she walked on. She could do no wrong.

The first two years of their married life were just great. I visited them twice a week and when I was there. Tony was close to Chris helping her all the time.

Tony worked in the furniture trade since he left school. He knew his job backwards. He was eager to get home to see Chris. The woman he loved so much and it was the same for her. Their sex life was good.

Chris was the manager and she was able to take out sales reps for lunches. She paid for the lunches out of her pocket. Then she would claim the money back from the company. There was one sales rep who visited twice a week. She was getting reductions from him. Chris's boss did not mind her being late from lunch; as she was saving the company money.

All things started to change. As I have said Tony loved Chris so much. But Chris started to come home late from work once a week on Wednesday nights. This had been going on for three weeks.

"Chris, why are you coming home late?" Tony asked her.

"Just late meetings," she said to him.

Tony had no choice but he had to believe her. They had sex nightly. Now all things have started to change. The next three weeks were the same. Sex on Wednesday nights now has changed. Then Chris started to come home late on Monday nights.

"Chris, why are you coming home late?" Tony asked her once again.

"Just late meetings," she said.

Sex on Monday nights now had changed. There was no sex on those two nights. Tony was now starting to grow up. He watched her more closely now. When she came home on those two nights. She always dressed down for the rest of the week.

He knew something had changed her. Tony had now realised two things. There was no sex on those two nights. She went and had a shower within seconds of coming home. The penny had now dropped and she was cheating on him.

I called off as usual on Thursday night.

"Could we go for a couple of drinks?'' Tony said to me.

Tony was quiet, on the way to the pub.

"Tony what is it that's troubling you?" I said to him,

With that, Tony stopped walking and turned to me.

"I do not want a drink; I won't talk to my big brother," Tony said.

We found a bench. We sat down with his head in his hands and started to cry.

"Tony, what in hell is wrong with you," I said.

He stopped after a minute or two. He looked at me with his sad eyes. The last time I had seen eyes like that was when Mum and Dad had died. I knew there was something wrong with him and Chris but what? Then he blurted it out.

"Chris is cheating on me and I don't have an idea what to do," Tony said to me.

I wrapped both my arms around him and held him tight.

"Tony let both of us deal with it, what makes you think Chris is cheating on you," I said to him.

Tony then looked at me.

"She goes to work, dressed with her come and fuck my bra and panties on. And she has a shower as soon as she comes home. We used to have sex on those nights now she is tired or has a headache," he said.

"Tony, how long has this been going on?" I said to him,

"About six weeks I guess. It could be longer I cannot say for sure," he said.

"If she is cheating on you, what do you want me to do," I said to him.

"I want to know the truth, good or bad," he said.

He sat there in silence for a minute then he looked at me.

"Divorce her and make a good mess of him!" Tony said to me.

"Tony, I am off work next week. If you wish, I can watch her on those days at lunchtime and nights for you," I said.

"Thanks, brother, can you do that for me?" he said to me with a little hope in his voice.

"Tony, have you checked her panties for dried Cum."

"No, why should I," he said to me.

"We'll do it from now on and start this week. Check them, put them in plastic bags, then hide them," I said.

"Why should I do that," he said to me.

"Hide them, she will be looking for them. She will start to wonder if he has them or not. Try to act normal for the time being," I said.

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I was outside the firm where she worked on Monday. Before her lunch hour, I was waiting for her to go to lunch. I will take photos all the time that show the date and time. Chris comes out from the firm with a man close behind her. He drives off and Chris follows him in her car. I followed her in less than five minutes down the road. Both drive in the parking area of the local hotel. Chris pulls up next to his car. Both get out of their cars and start kissing the car park. I followed them into the hotel. She picked up the room key and he followed her. I waited until both were out of sight. I walked up to the desk.

"I have missed Mrs. Chris Clark. She is a good friend of mine," I said to the desk clerk.

"I would love to have a quick word with her. But I will be out of the country for the next six months. Would you mind telling me her room number?" I said to the desk clerk.

Well, the desk clerk lady spoke quietly," 324, She uses the same room every week."

That was a bonus I had. I walked towards the lift as though I was going to see her. I went out to my car and waited for her to come out. Seventy-five minutes later, she comes out and the man goes to their cars then a quick kiss. She drives back towards where she works. I followed her. She stopped at a Royal restaurant, went inside, and was out in a minute or two. She was putting in her bag what looked like a bill. I Photographed her then she drove back to work.

I went to do some shopping. While I was shopping, I bumped into a young woman. Turning to her to say I am so sorry. I was speechless. I looked into her light blue eyes. I smiled, and she smiled back.

"I do beg your pardon for bumping into you," I said with a lump growing in my throat.

I looked at this woman and then blurted out.

"Would you like a coffee," I said to her.

I was smiling; she looked at me for a second.

"I would like that," she said to me.

In the coffee shop, I helped her off with her coat. I looked at the side of her face; she was not wearing any makeup. God, she looked so good. I ordered coffee and cakes for both of us. After a while, I asked her name.

With a smile. "Angelina," she replied.

Then she asked me for my name, "Arthur Clark," I said smiling at her.

We then chatted, and the time flew by.

"I must leave by four-thirty, may I take you out for dinner tonight," I said to "Angelina."

She smiled at me." Yes," she said.

"Eight for dinner it's a date," I said.

I stood up.

"I will meet you here then Angelina," I said. She nodded with a smile. I left.

I went back to where Chris worked, I was there before five. Just gone five she comes out. She did not drive to her house. I did not expect to do so. She went back to the hotel. I waited for the same man to park next to her car. Both went into the hotel. Now a six-fifth teen. Both came out with a kiss and a cuddle.

At that time of night, rush hour traffic could be bad. It could take up to one hour to get home to Chris and Tony's house. I followed Chris; she was going home to my brother. I was to have a go at her and throw her out of her house. It was not my job; it was up to Tony he had to do it. I phoned Tony to remind him about the panties and the plastic bag.

"That's all done," Tony said.

He asked what was going on.

"Tony, please let me deal with it. Tony, don't forget to just act normal."

I went and met Angelina for dinner; we went to the steak house. We chatted away all night long. It seemed like we had known each other forever. I took Angelina home. I asked her for a date the following evening. We went for a Chinese meal.

"Angelina, can we meet next Saturday night for dinner," I said.

"I cannot make it before then I have to take care of a few things, same time, same place," I said.

We both stood up. I kissed her, she kissed me back, and we broke. I looked into her blue eyes and she looked into mine. We kissed. The second kiss must have lasted two whole minutes.

Then I went to a friend of mine and borrowed spy cameras and a recording kit. After picking them up I went to the hotel and asked if I could see the manager.

"May we speak in private," I said to the manager.

We went into his office and I closed the door. I explained what I thought was going on. He did not like what I told him, not one little bit. If the public was to find out it would be bad for business. I asked if I could install the spy cameras and the recording kit in the 324 room.

"I will get our Hotel Electrician to help you, When do you want to install the kit," he said to me.

"In the morning," I said to the manager.

I phoned Tony at work and asked him to get Friday off. The next day the hotel Electrician did most of the work.

"I have much better spy cameras. Would you like to use them?" the hotel Electrician said to me.

"Yes, please," I said to the electrician.

"Do you know how to set up the start and finish times," I said to him.

I told him no so he set it all up for me.

I was outside where she worked before lunch hour. She comes out from the firm with a man close behind her. He drives off and Chris follows him in her car. I followed her in less than five minutes down the road. They drive into the parking area of the same hotel. Chris pulls up next to his car. Both get out of their cars and start kissing the car park. She goes for the key to the room he follows her. I had a good idea of how long they would be. I returned to where Chris worked. I went to the office.

"May I speak with Mrs. Chris Clark? My name is Arthur Clark. I am Chris's brother-in-law," I said.

"She has gone out for lunch with Mr Dennis Waterman, He's a salesman they have gone to the Royal," said the girl to me.

"By the way, who does he work for," I said to the girl.

"The forge in Sheffield," the girl replied.

"It can wait, I will see her tomorrow night," I said to the girl.

I thanked her and left. I went back to the hotel and waited for both of them to come out. Seventy-five minutes later, she comes out and the man goes to their cars then a quick kiss. She drives back towards where she works. I followed her. She stopped at a Royal restaurant, went inside, and was out in a minute or two. She was putting in her bag what looked like a bill. I Photographed her then she drove back to work.

I went and did a bit more shopping. I went to where she worked, I was there before five. Chris came out just after five. She did not drive to her house as I expected. She went back to the hotel. I waited for the same man to park next to her car. Both went into the hotel. Now a six-fifth teen. Both came out with a kiss and a cuddle. I then followed Chris; she was going home to my brother. The traffic was good that night.

I phoned Tony to remind him about the panties and the plastic bag.

"All done. What can you tell me," Tony said.

"I will tell you everything when I call round tomorrow night. Have you got Friday off," I said to him.

"Yes," he said.

I went back to the hotel on Thursday and asked to see the manager. He sent for the hotel Electrician. I thanked the manager. Out came the cameras and the kit. I thanked the hotel Electrician so much for all his help. When I got home, I made copies of the recordings.

That night was my day to visit Tony. I phoned Tony, and she answered the phone.

"Chris, will you tell Tony I will meet him in the pub? I am running late for a change. Tell him to bring his wallet, it's about time he paid," I said to her.

Chris started to laugh. Slut you are not going to be laughing for much longer. I said to myself.

I was in the pub before Tony walked in. And at my side was an envelope with photos and the recordings. I had it covered with my coat. I had a pint and a whiskey for both of us.

"Right Arthur let's have it," he said.

"Tony, we must talk and get a few things straight."

"Ok," Tony said.

"Yes, Chris is cheating on you," I said.

He dropped the whiskey in one swallow.

"When you get home, will you act normally? We will find a solicitor on Friday," I said to my little brother.

I let him think for a minute or two.

"You two are in a rented house. And the furniture belongs to both of you. You have to sell it and split it fifty/fifty. You are going to open up a new bank account. Then transfer your salary into it. Any savings you both have. Transfer half, not a penny more and that goes into your new account. And cancel your joint account," I said to him.

I paused.

"When we have found a solicitor. You will ask him to serve the divorce papers at twelve fifty on Monday where she works. And get the solicitor to sight Dennis Waterman in the divorce. He will be able to do it," I said to my little brother.

"Who the hell is Dennis Waterman," Tony said to me.

"He's the guy she has been, seeing behind your back. If Both served at the same time all the office will know what has been going on with them. Chris is going to be upset and the hotel session is not going to happen," I said to him.

"Tonight, and Friday night, you have to be calm. At some time while you are chatting to her you will say. Burt from work told me he saw you with a man going into the hotel at lunchtime, who was he? And wait for her to answer," I said.

I got two more whiskies.

"Tony, here are photos I have taken of both of them. Here are the recordings in the hotel and before you ask. "No, I have not watched it," I said.

"I want you to watch it alone!" I said to my little brother.

"Sorry, Tony, it will hurt but you must keep your head. Remember I will come and help if you wish. Tony, will you hide the DVD when you get home? I will run you home now and I will pick you up in the morning," I said to my little brother.

That Thursday night, Tony only fucked her to use a phrase (his heart was not in it) neither was his cock. When you have sex with your wife it's called love. But when you have sex with a slut it is called fucking.

Friday, he opened a new account. He transfers half the savings and closes the joint account. He then found a solicitor and Tony told him the story then handed over the photos and recordings. He then asked for the divorce papers served on Monday.

Mrs. Chris Clark and Dennis Waterman at the same time at the works at twelve fifty on Monday. He told Tony there was not a problem with his wife and the papers for Dennis Waterman may not happen. But he will try and arrange it.

Tony told his solicitor he had taken half of their savings and closed the joint bank account. Tony passed to the solicitor a list of the contents. He wanted the contents in the house sold and split fifty/fifty.

I drove Tony home. He had to watch the recordings. I was worried about him as Mum and Dad said he was not as strong as you think. I dropped off my little brother at his house.

"Tony give her a dam good fucking and if you have a fantasy of fucking her remember she has three holes. Monday night she will be leaving you," I said to him.

Tony within the last five days had grown up and was much stronger. I did not know when I left Tony, he walked around the corner to the chemist. He got packets of Viagra. When Tony got back home, he put three suitcases in the spare room ready for packing on Monday night. I could see in Tony's face he did not want to watch the recordings he had to. Tony sits down and starts to watch the recordings.

This is what Tony had to watch at Lunchtime in room No. 324.

He closed the hotel door behind him and locked it. He walks to the bed and removes his jacket, throwing it onto one of the two chairs. He moves towards her holding her at the waist and gives her a kiss. She takes off his tie and starts to unbutton his shirt buttons. Chris is pulling his shirt out of his trousers and pulling it off his tanned body.

Chris removes her top jacket and throws it onto a chair. He is undoing her blouse and off it comes throwing it towards a chair. It landed on one of the bedroom chairs. Exposing a well-shaped pair of tits that are still trapped inside her come on and fuck me in her lacy bra.

He kicks off his shoes. Chris is pulling at his belt trying to get it undone as fast as possible. Down goes the zipper then the button on his trousers. Chris pulls his trousers down his legs. Then, he steps out of them. Chris stands up and has his hands on the sides of her skirt. The zipper on her goes down. Then the button on her miniskirt is undone; her miniskirt falls to the floor, and Chris kicks it away.

Chris was standing there in white lacy come on and fuck me bra and panties on and a pair of shoes. Chris kicks them both off. Chris grabs hold of his briefs at the sides and pulls them down to his ankles as he steps out of them. Sticking out towards her forehead, raging hard cock. Chris grabs hold of his hard cock, (I was expecting a much bigger cock than mine, but he was only the same size as me).

Chris rolls her tongue around the head of his raging cock. Chris opens her mouth and slips it into her mouth about an inch or so. Chris holds the rest of his shaft with her right hand. Her left hand holds his balls and starts sucking and wanking him off in her mouth.

(Not much time in one and a half hours).

He does not last long and shoots his spunk into her mouth Chris swallows every single drop of it.

Chris stands up after a quick lick of his cock he unfastened her white lacy bra and throws it onto the chair. Chris is holding his cock with one hand.

He stoops down his mouth her right tit nipple both her nipples are as big as an organ stops. He uses his left hand's first finger and thumb now gripping the nipple. Twisting and pulling her left nipple. Chris is enjoying it with a light moan.

He breaks away moving both hands to her fuck me high-leg panties. He pulls them down when they come. Chris falls onto the foot of the bed, spreads her legs good and wide and falls backwards on the bed.

He is between her legs, his cock still raging hard on. He gets close to her cunt slit and pushes it in, Again he pushes it and goes a couple of inches into her wet cunt. He pushes again and makes sure it goes into her wet cunt.

(Not much time in one-and-a-quarter hours at lunchtime.)