It Is Just One Night

It is just one night

It is not cheating if I tell you.

Well this is another one of the oldest tropes in Loving Wives where the wife says "It's just one night.". You know what is going to happen. The wife wants a hall pass or more accurately 24 hours to have sex with a man or woman and the husband to say "Ok Honey."

There are justifications. It doesn't mean anything. It is only sex. I don't love him. It will make us stronger. This won't change anything. This is only one day in our insert number of years marriage. If you love me you will let me have this. There is a cheaters handbook and more ways of justifying it.

Then there comes the minimizations after the fact. You need to get over it. If you love me we will get past this. I will make it up to you. I'm sorry you are hurt. Think of the children. Think of the dog. Think of the goldfish.

I had to rewrite this. I was going to have the wife named Traci. Unfortunately if I do that I have to rework something else using the Traci name. I'd rather have the later use of the Traci name because I also get to work in a bit of a tribute into the humor.

Time to enter the Twilight Zone.

****************************

Liberte City, New France

****************************

It is a somewhat cold day in Liberte City in New France. When Alberta and Quebec separated from Canada and became the 58th and 59th States there was rebranding in 2027. Quebec was too hard to spell and it became New France. Kind of makes sense since there is a New Mexico and a New York. Several cities were renamed. History lesson aside might as well talk about the main character of this story.

William Jacobs is a guy that is a general do it yourself guy. He watches YouTube videos and has learned to repair and rebuild just about anything. He has several computer programming courses and works in IT. If you are truly good at IT you can see how most security systems are well to put it kindly crap. Unless people pay for people with actual education and skill they have sites that are less secure then a 1234 password.

Sometimes he has to put in a lot of overtime.

It has been a long day and the client's Etsy store is up and running. Thanks to his hard and efficient work you can now buy your very own Barney the Dinosaur Tea Cosy. Not my particular cup of tea or something I would have for a Tea Cup on but if someone wants to pay 17.95 with a 30 dollar shipping fee for a three pack who am I to judge. It pays my mortgage.

Any given week there are 15 to 100 sites that are crashed by horrible coding or viruses. They get fixed very quickly. Sometimes clients call to see if their sites have vulnerabilities. Those take a lot longer. You start off by seeing how easy it is to get in undetected.

There is very good money to be made. Even better money can be made if you don't have things to keep you honest and grounded like a family and a wife.

Well he hasn't got any kids. He however does have a wife.

Unfortunately as it will turn out.

##### ##### ##### #####

What the wife doesn't know

##### ##### ##### #####

Bill Smith born in South Dakota has a rather good credit score. Kind of surprising since Bill has no work history. He also has no place of residence. Then there is another name. Captain Jeffery Jackson. He is retired from the army and according to his passport returned from Paris 3 years ago.

These two men are not on the internet. They aren't on Twitter or Facebook. They don't even have an E-Mail. If you were to look them up you wouldn't get that much information. They are pretty much off the grid. They are not hiding from the law. They do have a passport and a valid driver's license. They have Social Security Numbers. Bill Smith even has 3 credit cards while Captain Jackson only has his Discover card. They have bank accounts with a modest to high 7 figure number.

You might be wondering what they have in common.

They both look exactly like William Jacobs with different hair styles and facial hair.

Being a somewhat paranoid person by nature William frequents the dark web. That was where Bit Coin started. He was what you would call an "Early Investor". He put in $1100 in case he needed untraceable money. That got him 11,000 in Bit Coin when it was at 10 cents each. 42,258 is the ending price in 2023. 42,258 for 11,000 Bit Coins.

You might be wondering why William isn't jet setting across the globe after cashing out the 464 million. It has never crossed his mind to do that. He likes the simple life. He is happy with KFC, A loving wife, a Fosters on the deck, and a good burger off the grill.

Not that William doesn't spend money. He has a few "Uncles" Overseas that buy him things for his birthday and Christmas. If Denise knew more about the Jacobs family he would know that one of the Uncles sending money died 4 years ago from cancer and the other Uncle doesn't exist.

Seems like a lot of effort and kind of weird. William is somewhat paranoid. He doesn't think the world is out to get him but if it was he has running shoes under his bed and a "Go" bag, False identities and bank accounts in 7 different countries. He even has a fake passport for Denise but she doesn't know about it. He could get used to being the boyfriend of a Gertrude Merriworth.

##### ##### ##### #####

The countdown begins

##### ##### ##### #####

"God I hate Mondays."

When William arrives from work he comes to the door with a Papa John's pizza and a 6 pack of Budweiser for Denise. He is just happy to be home. Correction he thinks he will be happy to be home. The evening is young and the Budweiser will not be the only thing that will be hard to stomach.

"Honey I got the table set. We need to talk."

You know those words. Judging by the way William's sphincter tightened he knows the words. Nothing good ever comes from those words. William puts the pizza on the table and takes one of the cans of Budweiser. He normally can't drink that crap but something tells him that this might be a good time to start becoming an alcoholic. Unfortunately it would take that beer and 17 more to even start him getting as drunk as he is going to need for this conversation.

"Let me guess. My birthday is coming up and you were going to ask me if I wanted you to dress up in that little French maid's costume."

She can't help but laugh.

"Nice try. Though that reminds me I gotta take it to the cleaners for this Friday. Do you remember I was telling you about the new guy Marc?"

"Yeah. That he was a horndog working his way through all the women in your office including the married ones."

"Well Roxanne was telling me he has a 10 inch dick."

William raises an eyebrow.

"And you of course told her objectifying men is wrong. That men shouldn't be sexually harassed because they have a larger then average penis."

"No silly. When she told me that I had to excuse myself and go to the washroom. I didn't come out until I came a couple times."

Yeah this is not going anywhere good. As soon as she heard he has a 10 inch dick she masturbated to a frenzy in the washroom.

"I want to go out on a date with him Friday night."

At those words William gets up from the table.

"Where are you going? We are talking."

"I am going out."

"This is important!!!"

"Not to me."

With those words William grabs his jacket and leaves.

"William!........ WILLIAM!!!"

It doesn't matter that she yelled. The conversation was over and he stopped listening. Not the best reaction he could have but there are several good ways to look at it. The night didn't end with his next words being "Then I killed her your honor." He doesn't have to bury a body. Well he still might have to bury the body of this Marc guy. Maybe bury the bodies of the brain dead skanks that made Denise think this was a reasonable request.

He needs a lot of info and he is going to have to do a lot of work.

Time to pull an all nighter at the office.

##### ##### ##### #####

William's Office

##### ##### ##### #####

Being a paranoid person he doesn't have much he needs to do. He doesn't have to put spyware on Denise's phone. He doesn't need a GPS on her car. He doesn't need cameras in his house. There is no need to get access to her E-Mails and texts. He doesn't need wire taps and voice recorders in her purse.

All he needs is a private place to go through all of that information. He has been collecting all that stuff and archiving it for years. Not that he didn't trust Denise but he was badly burned by an Ex-Girlfriend who he found riding his best friend's penis.

Thank god he bought Keurig pods the other day. This is going to be a long night.

Well there is a few good things. The E-Mails don't show anything between Denise and this Marc guy. There are no texts or inappropriate pictures shared. Well other then the one Roxanne sent to Denise showing Marc's dick and her ability to swallow all 10 inches of the dick in question. Normally he would be impressed by the technique and lack of a gag reflex but he is not in a very good mood. The video of the doggy style pounding was interesting but to be honest other whores do it a lot better then Roxanne.

"Reminds me I should get her husband's info. I think a bitch needs a good burning. Maybe their HR."

The next bit isn't all that legal. But if you have money and access to the dark web you can do almost anything from hiring a hitman to buying a kidney. William has money and he wants information on Marc and Roxanne before dawn. Also the Advertizing Agency they work for might need some creative mass E-Mails. Since their phones are always on just like every other phone in America hackers got into the phones and dumped the contents.

The anger of Will is raging as he goes through several scenarios and plans. It is being tempered by his need to be a smart ass. He has made a 5 point list for tomorrow. It is derived from the Surviving Infidelity sub-Reddit.

There is a chance that Denise will realize how upset that this has made William and think better of her plan to ride the 10 inch penis like a pogostick. Maybe she will realize that the forsake all other vows might be important. Maybe the tooth fairy will bring him a pony.

"Thank god we haven't got any kids."

It takes about 5 hours to get the info he needs and everything set to go. Roxanne is just one red button press from her world collapsing. Marc is also married and he is going to get it the worse. The dumbass has pics and videos of him being with over 57 married women. One of the wives has a husband that is the nephew of a local mob boss.

"I know people are stupid. Still how can you fuck that many wives and not think that eventually someone is going to give them a life altering event."

He shakes his head as he gets up. With the 5 point list in hand he starts making his way home. It is 3:36 AM. He decides to crash on the couch. The last thing he wants to do is have this conversation now. It can wait until she gets home from work tonight. Andy and Geoff can handle things at the office without him.

##### ##### ##### #####

Tuesday Morning: Making a list and checking it twice.

##### ##### ##### #####

Not being a morning person Denise rolls out of bed and has a little over an hour before she has to be at work. She sees that William hasn't come to bed. This isn't good. He was pissed off yesterday and didn't come home. She calls his phone. Then she hears it.

Hey

You're crazy bitch

But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it

When I dream, I'm doing you all night

Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey

You're crazy bitch

But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it

When I dream, I'm doing you all night

Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

It is coming from the living room. For those that don't know it is the chorus from Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry.

"What the fuck!"

Between the scream and the ringtone what was left of William's sleep is now a distant memory. He starts sitting up.

"What the hell William?!"

He holds up a hand.

"After last night I changed the ringtone I have for you. Cost 2.75 but seemed appropriate."

"Why did you sleep on the couch? Why did you change the ring tone?"

He gets up from the couch and goes to the bathroom to take a leak while she is talking. Not really sure what she is saying because the brain above the waist stopped listening. The brain below the belt really needs to pee and doesn't care what she is saying either.

He shuts the door as he enters

"William! William! William!"

Thinking to himself how do you want to handle this buddy? His penis doesn't answer. It was worth a shot. It isn't like the other brain has any better ideas.

"Don't you have to get ready for work to see lover boy?"

"He isn't my lover boy!!!"

"Well it sounds better then calling him the womanizing asshole you want to ride like a pogo stick."

"AAAAAARRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!! You are blowing this out of proportion."

"You have 48 minutes to get to work."

"This is not over! We will talk about this after work."

With an angry huff she storms back to the bedroom to get ready for work.

"Don't forget to bring an extra pair of panties in case you have to masturbate in the washroom again."

There is a loud scream of rage and something was tossed against a wall.

William hears that voice in his head whispering.

"You know there is no chance in hell of us getting laid tonight now."

"Where were you 7 minutes ago Sir William when I was asking for your advice?

"I was too busy peeing to answer your question. What the hell is wrong with you? Not only are you talking to me calling me Sir William. Do you really want to be taking advice from your penis when I was the idiot that got you into this relationship in the first place.

"In your defense her titties are spectacular."

"Yeah but you knew her mother's name was Traci."

"Touche."

All this time while William is talking to his penis Denise gets ready to go to work. She starts stomping by William.

"No kiss good bye?"

She stops suddenly and stares at him. She screams in frustration and then storms away slamming the door loudly.

"I think that went rather well."

"Yeah asshole. Thanks to you we have just given up sex for the foreseeable future."

"Again you could have stepped in anytime."

"Do you honestly I should be making any more stupid decisions?"

"Good point. Next time we should ask Siskel and Ebert."

"Dude I'm your penis and I don't know if the right testicle is Siskel or Ebert."

"The right one is Siskel. Since I ruptured the left one on my dirt bike 3 years ago. Ebert seemed like a better fit."

"Have you considered a psychiatrist?"

"Yeah but what do I say. My penis told me I might need mental help and my testicles Siskel and Ebert agree with him?"

"Good point."

With that conversation done he goes to bed. He has at least a few hours to get some sleep before Denise comes home..

##### ##### ##### #####

Tuesday Evening: Do they really have a handbook?

##### ##### ##### #####

I'd like to say her mood changed and after reflecting on what happened the night before Denise realized what she asked was not only out of line but incredible selfish and callous.

Hold that thought the door is opening in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.............

Denise storms in slamming the door. She tosses her jacket on the chair and her purse on the table. She sees the dirty plates and realize that not only is there no supper waiting for her it is obvious that William only cooked for himself.

"What the fuck?! You didn't wait for me or cook anything for me?!"

"I don't believe in sharing."

"We need to talk."

"Grab a seat at the kitchen table and I'll get the paperwork."

"Paperwork?"

There is some confusion as she goes into the kitchen. She isn't waiting long as William comes back to the table with a few things in his hands. He has the sheets he printed off. With deliberateness he puts on an accountant's visor. Then he dons his reading spectacles. He puts a sharpened pencil over his ear and has another sharpened pencil in his hand. He has perfect eyesight. He just has the glasses because he likes the educated look they give him.

"You look ridiculous."

"Well considering the topic of conversation don't you think ridiculous is kind of fitting. Do you mind if I record this for the lawyers to play when they ask why we are getting divorced?"

"You are not recording this. We are not getting divorced."

He shrugs and puts away his cell phone. William isn't too worried about it. The other 3 cameras and hidden mikes will provide much better video. He has a sheet in hand.

"Ok you wanted to talk."

"If you love me you will let me have this."

"Can you repeat that again?"

"If you love me you will let me have this."

With those words William checks off two boxes on his list.

"What is that?"

"Don't worry about it. Keep going."

"It is just sex. It doesn't mean anything."

With a cringe William checks two more boxes and shakes his head.

"What the hell?"

"Oh keep going. I'm just going over my notes."

"This doesn't mean anything. It is you I love."

There is another two boxes checked. It is really starting to distract Denise. She can't read it but she knows that paper can't be good. What the hell is he doing?

"Are you almost done dear?"

"We have only been with each other since high school. I can learn some new things and make our sex life better."

There is another checkmark.

"Out of curiosity how can riding Marc's 10 inch penis help me with my penis in any way? If you can get a larger penis by watching porn mine would be longer then my left leg by now."

"That is not what I meant and you know it."

"Is this where you mention that being monogamous in a marriage is not the way things are now where people can have relationships with multiple people?"

"Huh? Wha?"

"You know section 4. Ooops we skipped one."

"Skipped what?"

"Keep going dear."

"...... Anyway. It doesn't take anything away from you.......

"BINGO!!!!"

William crosses off the last two boxes and passes the other sheet to Denise who looks at it confused. Then she sees the title of the article. The Cheaters Handbook. She looks at William in shock.

"You might want to think about your score. You get a point for the excuse and a bonus point for saying the exact words. If you love me you will let me have this. Got you two points. It is just sex. It doesn't mean anything. Two more points and you are up to four. This doesn't mean anything. It is you I love. Up to six points. Make our sex life better is another point bringing it up to seven."

"You are blowing this out of proportion."

"I kind of screwed up mentioning the monogamy thing. I am sure you were ready to mention it but I was a bit rattled by how closely you were following the script. As soon as you said. It doesn't take anything away from you we had a bingo.

At those words he gets up to leave the room.

"Out of 10 possible points since I answered one of them for you the total you got was 9. Even your mother wouldn't have scored 9 and she has been divorced 4 times for cheating."

"Leave my mother out of this!!!"

There is laughter from William as he is leaving.

"Leave her out of this? You have been giving her shit for years for being a slut that can't keep her legs closed. We are going to have a late lunch and go back to her house. I'll share the results with her. Oh I'll likely be drinking and staying the night at her place."

"DON'T YOU DARE YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!! She is always flirting with you and rubbing her tits all over you."

He smiles.

"Yup. Don't worry. She would never sleep with a married man."

"HER LAST TWO DIVORCES WERE BECAUSE SHE WAS SLEEPING WITH MARRIED GUYS!!!"

"So she is a self taught expert on men not accepting their wives wanting to ride a new dick."