Author Note: This is a cheating spouse story, but if you're a red meat kind of person and expecting the cheater to be crucified, you might want to stop reading.
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Fuck, it was hot! The construction site felt like a furnace! Thank God the foreman told us to pack it in and come back tomorrow.
I (Bobbie) was a backhoe driver, and the construction company I worked for had been awarded a contract for a new residential subdivision. We broke ground a few days ago. There was going to be work for quite a while. But not today. The temperature was over 110 degrees with 100 hundred percent humidity, and I was going home to a cool pool and a hot girlfriend and maybe some afternoon sex in our air-conditioned apartment.
I felt like the luckiest guy in the world going out with Jen. We were childhood sweethearts and had moved in together when we turned eighteen. I started my backhoe job after high school, and Jen was going through to be a nurse. She was in the last term of her final year, and then we were going to be making the big bucks. I made not bad money, but Jen would make tons as a nurse because there was a shortage.
Or that was the original plan until Jen became pregnant.
I had a physical a few months ago and got my sperm count tested because my brother and sister-in-law were having a hard time getting pregnant, and it turned out he was shooting blanks. Since I was already getting a checkup, I thought it made sense to get tested.
The news came back bad! My sperm was no better than my brothers. I was really bummed out and was just about to tell Jen when she nervously told me she had some important news. She was pregnant. I almost died from relief! I guess my sperm wasn't so bad after all! Jen couldn't take the pill, so we used condoms, and I guess one of my little swimmers made it past the rubber!
Jen seemed nervous about telling me for some reason, but I jumped for joy at the news. I'd always wanted a family, and this was great news. Jen would graduate before the baby was born, stay home for a while, and then begin her nursing career later. It would be hard juggling everything, but lots of parents did it, and so could we.
I didn't bother telling Jen about my sperm count results because they were obviously wrong!
Jen had a tiny baby bump, and her breasts were fuller. She looked yummy, like a ripe fruit, and I couldn't wait to get home to squeeze her melons and taste her juicy pussy!
We had a basement apartment in a small house. The owner was an elderly black man called Whity (think non-grey Morgan Freeman). He was tall and lean. He said he was fifty but didn't look it. Jen said she thought Whity was handsome. I didn't think so, but then I didn't look at guys. So what the hell did I know!
I didn't care about Whity's looks, but I was just happy with the deal he gave us.
We had a nice apartment for three years, and then the building was sold, and we had to move. Fortunately, we saw Whity's ad for a basement apartment and met him right away.
He was friendly and didn't require a yearly lease. He said he preferred to rent month by month. Then if he didn't like the people, he could kick them out. That sounded fair to me. He asked us what we did and was impressed that I had a good construction job and Jen was going to be a nurse, but I think the final selling point was Jen. She's a babe! I'm okay looking, but she's gorgeous. She's five foot seven with long blonde hair, C-cup breasts, long tanned legs, a tight ass, and a pretty face! I could see Whity eyeing her, but I didn't blame him. It was hard not to stare at her.
The rent was reasonable, and even better, there was a big pool which Whity said we could use. And that's what I planned on doing. I was going to surprise Jen with an early arrival and sink my hot body into the refreshing water and then hopefully sink my hard shaft into Jen's velvety soft pussy.
That was the plan. So much for plans.
I tiptoed into our apartment to surprise Jen but didn't see her. The apartment felt warm, so maybe she was in the pool.
I went out to the pool and stopped dead in my tracks.
Whity was sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water and his back to me. Someone was between his legs behind him in the water, and her head was energetically bobbing up and down. I couldn't see her face, though, because Whity's body blocked it. But, whoever it was, was giving Whity's cock quite a workout! Jen said she thought Whity was handsome, but I didn't believe her. I guess I was wrong!
Then Whity stood up, and I just about died! It was Jen! Jen had been sucking Whity's cock, and she had a very pleased look on her face! She took Whity's hand and exited the pool. His huge dick was dangling obscenely between his legs. I wasn't small, but Whity's dick dwarfed mine.
Whity whispered something in Jen's ear, and she grinned. Then he lay down on a mat on the pool deck, and Jen straddled him and wiped the tip of his dick against her slick pussy several times. She'd closed her eyes but was facing my direction and had a look of rapture on her face as she lowered herself on Whity's huge pole. I guess it wasn't the first time because it only took a few tries before his dick disappeared inside her.
She sat on Whity's dick with a look of contentment for a few seconds and then began, long slow strokes. I recognized the look of pleasure from when she rode my dick. She gradually increased the pace until she was slamming down on Whity. Her face was getting flushed, and she started to grimace in pleasure which meant her orgasm was close. I knew because I'd seen that look a million times. Except in the past, she'd been riding my dick. Jen's milk-filled breasts and long blonde hair were bouncing all over the place as she rode Whity's cock. Then her whole body tightened, and she moaned loudly as an orgasm ripped through her.
Until that point, I'd been so shocked and surprised it felt like an out-of-body experience. But Jen's moan of pleasure jolted me out of my stupor, and red hot anger and betrayal exploded inside me. I immediately thought about getting my crowbar and beating Whity to a pulp, but I didn't want to spend the rest of my life in jail. Then, I thought about confronting them, but my brain was so fried in rage, I would have been speechless. The tiny part of my brain that was still functioning told me to get the hell out.
I drove around in a stupor for a while and then headed back to the apartment. Jen greeted me with a hug until she saw the look of seething anger on my face.
"What's wrong, babe! You look upset!" I sat down on the kitchen chair but was unable to speak.
Jen sat down beside me and looked concerned. "What's wrong? Bobbie?"
I was only able to utter small sentences.
"Too hot"
"Left early."
"To surprise you."
"You weren't here."
"Went to the pool."
"Saw you."
"With Whity."
Jen's face went white as a ghost.
"Naked."
Jen looked terrified.
"On him."
Jen's mouth opened a tiny bit, but that was a mistake. I didn't want to hear a peep out of her cheating fucking mouth! What could she possibly say?
My hand was instantly on her neck, and Jen's eye's bulged in terror. I'm a mild-mannered guy and had never touched a hair on Jen's head. Hurting women was inexcusable in my mind. But I wasn't in my mind. Jen wisely shut her yap.
So many questions were racing through my mind! When! How long! Why! But the vortex of anger and betrayal instantly shredded any thoughts I had. I was pure rage.
Then I looked at Jen's full breasts and her baby bump and had to know. I pointed at her tummy.
"Who!"
Jen was speechless in fear.
"WHO!!!!!!!"
She put her head down and whispered. "I don't know."
I slammed her chair, back and she fell to the floor. I needed to leave before someone got hurt badly!
She cried and yelled out my name as I fled the house, but I ignored her.
The attendant at the liquor store looked at my eyes and pulled back as she warily took my money. I checked into the cheapest hotel I could find and took swigs until the bottle was empty. Then I stewed in a pickled rage until I passed out.
I woke with a severe case of dry mouth in the middle of the night and gulped several glasses of water. My thirst was quenched, but my stomach was rumbling ominously. I was going to feel like shit tomorrow.
All I knew was that Jen and I were done! How could she betray me after years of going out! I thought we had the perfect relationship. I thought we were going to live together forever. I thought I satisfied her in bed. But, I guess I was wrong! Well, Whity could have her cheating cunt as much as he wanted now because I didn't want anything to do with her!
There were numerous frantic texts and voicemails from Jen. I deleted them all.
I started to plan. I needed to call in sick in the morning. I had a buddy who owned a rooming house. I could crash there for a while until I got my shit together. Jen had an exam tomorrow morning, so I could grab my crap while she was gone. I had no desire to listen to her whine.
I went to the apartment the following morning, loaded up garbage bags with my stuff, and was ready to put them in my truck when someone knocked. I ignored it several times but then heard Whity.
"I know you're in there, Bobbie! Open up! We need to talk!"
No! We didn't need to fucking talk! I opened the door and cold-cocked Whity. He went down like a rock, and I stepped over his stunned body with my garbage bags and left.
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