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June woke up feeling wonderful. Sunlight streamed through the bedroom window, giving the room a kind of glow that suggested the world had somehow been renewed, and a sense of well being and contentment seemed to suffuse her whole body. She stretched languorously and rolled over to snuggle next to her husband the way she did whenever she wanted to snag a last dose of bedtime warmth before getting up.
When she realized Jerry's side of the bed was empty, June suddenly remembered all the events of the previous evening. It hit her like a small shock, as all the conflicting emotions cascaded over her at once.... hurt and anger that Jerry had cheated on her with their neighbor Mary.... amazement that she went through with her plan to trick Jerry and then Mary into being stuck - tied to a chair watching she and Mary's husband Ralph fuck in front of each of them in their own bedrooms and marriage beds.... pleasure and satisfaction at what remarkable fuckings they had been, with Ralph's skill as a lover and his enjoyment of her as well.... vindication and a sense of power as she realized how beaten Jerry had been when she laid down the law and informed him that she was not through with Ralph at all and planned on doing a lot of "catching up". June looked at the clock as she rolled out of bed and saw that it was just past noon. Where was Jerry? She felt a sudden flash of worry and indignation. "That son of a bitch better not have taken off on me!", she muttered to herself as she slipped on her robe. Aloud, she called out: "Jerry?".
"Down here!" she heard him call from downstairs. With a feeling of deep relief, followed immediately by exasperation, June started downstairs, wondering if she was heading into a war zone. Jerry had seemed completely cowed and disheartened last night, but today could be a different story. She loved Jerry and wanted them both to get through this with their marriage intact, but that didn't mean she wanted it to be easy for him. She was determined that he would pay for his cheating and lying. Having to put up with her spending more time fucking Ralph was not the end of it as far as she was concerned. If he loved her and valued their marriage, he'd better be ready to put up with just about anything June had in mind.
With her resolve firmly in mind, June descended the stairs, while going on the offensive. "Jerry, why did you let me sleep so late? Half the day is gone!" she accused. As she rounded the corner into the kitchen she got a whiff of sausages cooking and saw Jerry, fully dressed in his golf clothes, preparing a plate of food at the table. June noticed a full place-setting (for one) at the table with several serving dishes filled with assorted breakfast foods, including pancakes, eggs, sausages and toast, that Jerry was dishing onto the lone plate. He looked up at her and said in an even voice, "June, as soon as you fell asleep last night, you started snoring. I could hear you all the way from the spare bedroom. I figured you needed the rest." This brought June up short. It was one of their private jokes that she only snores when she's extremely tired, which would happen most often after they had sex during work nights.
This little reminder, of how well they knew each other as well as the implication that Ralph had been the one to tire her out this time, caused her a moment of confusion. She picked up on the other thing he'd said that was easier to deal with. "The spare room? Did you sleep there?" He nodded. "I told you, you were supposed to sleep with me!" June had wanted to send Jerry the message that she did want to be close to him, but with the added twist of having to sleep on the sheets where she had just fucked Ralph. In other words: I love you, but you're not out of the woods by a long shot.
Jerry looked her straight in the eye and said, "June, that was never going to happen." June gathered her breath to tear into him when Jerry held up his hand. "Wait! Before you say anything, before we start this 'conversation slash argument', I have a couple things I need to say. I need to say them first and I need to say them now. So June, either I have the floor, or I have to go pack my bags. Which is it?" June knew that look. Jerry had committed himself to a course of action, and would follow it, no matter what. She had the choice. Either he spoke or he left her. She was furious that he was pulling this shit with her. He was one who fucked everything up and he was making her choose to let him have his way, or dump the marriage. She stayed silent as she walked over to table and sat down. She wasn't ready to quit yet, but Jerry would not hear the end of this. "Go ahead," she said evenly.
Jerry sat down on the chair next to her. "Thank you. I thought about writing all this down to make sure everything that needs to get said is said, but you deserve to hear this face to face." He reached over slowly and took her hand in his. She let him, but her hand was listless in his. "First of all, I love you very much. I don't think anything will ever change that. Secondly, I am profoundly sorry that I hurt you. I want you to know that I never intended to do that. I did something extremely selfish, but it had nothing to do with my love for you." June started to open her mouth to protest that line, but Jerry held up his other hand again. "Wait! Let me finish. I mean that I did not start with Mary out of any lack or dissatisfaction with you or with our marriage. I'm glad to be married to you." Jerry got up and began to pace back and forth in front of her.
"I'm sorry that I lied to you. In my own heart, if nowhere else, I consider this my worst offense. With all that, the thing I absolutely regret the most is that my actions drove you to the lengths you went to last night." He turned to face her again. "We're going to have an incredible challenge pulling our relationship and our marriage back together, if we can, after this thing is over. I know we love each other but love does not always conquer all."
June felt part of her heart melting as Jerry spoke. The breakfast looked delicious and Jerry seemed so sincere in his regret that she forgave him, just a little, in her heart. She also realized that this was exactly Jerry's intent. Her husband could be a tremendous idiot, but he was no fool. June clutched her resolve to make Jerry's penance an unpleasant one. She interrupted him, "I love you too, and I accept the apology, but you have to accept the fact that I have every intention of fucking Ralph until either he or I feel we've gotten even with you. You opened this can of worms, but we are going to close it and have some fun in the process! Understand?" Jerry stopped his pacing to glare at her for interrupting, and as she spoke his face went completely neutral.
"June, I didn't, and don't, have the slightest doubt that you'll continue with Ralph. After last night, there isn't anything I'd believe you wouldn't do," he said quietly. June understood that there was an element of insult in that last statement and once again was about to respond when Jerry's hand went up again, "Please wait a moment more! I'm almost done. With regard to Ralph, I prefer that you not have sex with him in our bed anymore"
June had had enough. "It's not your choice. I'll fuck him wherever and whenever I please!" she retorted angrily.
"June, I'm not asking." June started another angry response, but Jerry held up both hands this time. "And, I'm not trying to tell you what to do. You're absolutely right! You and Ralph have all the decisions to make and the right to make them as you work to 'even the score'. It's up to you to say when it's over, or when enough is enough. All I can do is wait till you decide it's over to see how you feel about me, and then I get to decide how I feel about you and your choices. I didn't tell you my preference about this to try to force you to follow my wishes. I just gave the information into your care. What you do with it is up to you.
"In fairness, I understand that you might see some justice in going against my wishes, and you could make a pretty good case for it. If you decide to do that, I strongly encourage you to change the sheets and linen before I see the bed. I want you to understand that if I see signs that you and Ralph were fucking in our bed, I'll destroy and throw out the bedding. I'll make a point to stay out of the dirty laundry, but I will only accept clean sheets on that bed. "Along similar lines, if you choose to come to our bed after fucking Ralph and haven't showered and cleaned up, it is because you want me out of the bed, and I'll go. If you come into my presence under similar conditions, I'll understand it's because you want me to leave, and I'll go, if possible."
"So I shouldn't just climb into bed like you did Friday night?" June taunted.
"No, if you take a shower over at Ralph's first, like I did, feel free to hop in," he countered. "I know this isn't how you expected things to be. You shook me up pretty badly last night, and my defenses were really pummeled. I didn't get much sleep last night or this morning, so I've had time to give this a lot of thought. The reason I'm telling you these things is because I don't want us to go down a path that can only be destructive, and I want you to know what you can expect of me, through this.
"Aside from the things I've already mentioned, I don't plan to say 'Boo!' about your activities with Ralph. I don't like it, but you have a right to have your fun. I did." Ralph said this without any hint of smugness, so all June could do was glare at him. Jerry went on simply, "I hope you let me know when that's all over.
"In the meantime, I am still your husband and partner. I help feed us, put a roof over our heads, and take care of the house. You and I own this place! It's my home, as well as yours. I have no intention of taking any kind of secondary role here. I hope that you found the pound of flesh you dug out of me last night to be enough. I want you to understand that I consider you and Ralph as none of my business until you decide it's over, but attacks or digs at me personally are separate things and I will hold you accountable for them.
"Before you respond, I would like for you to take some time to think over the things I've said. You know we rarely fare well when we react on the spot. I'm going to go golfing and give you time to think. I hope you enjoy your brunch. I love you." As June sat there, partly stunned, Jerry turned away and started toward the door to the garage.
