WARNING: To the readers of my romance stories who like a happy ending. This is not one of those stories. I have had comments from some readers on a couple stories that they wished I had included more details on what happened with the ex-wife. They said they wanted to see some kind of revenge. This is for those readers. This is a torch the bitch story. No sex. No character development. Short and to the point. And it's done without violence. It is totally unrealistic. It is a pointless, inane and poorly written story of revenge. If you don't like this kind of story, stop here. If you do, read on.
As soon as Lisa came in the door I took one look at her and somehow I knew. I knew that my wife had cheated. She had told me that she had to work late, maybe she did, but somehow I knew she had done more than work. How did I know. Part of it was just intuition and part of was the look on her face and the nervous way she moved when she got home that night. Lisa was a terrible poker player.
For my part I have a good poker face and I didn't let on that I suspected that my wife of five years had done anything wrong. What I did do was hire a private investigator. I wanted proof.
Lisa and I were both twenty seven. I met her our senior year of college. We dated for two years before getting married. One thing that I thought we had in common was our values and that we believed in total fidelity to each other. I had made it clear before we tied the knot that cheating was definitely a deal breaker. The sad thing was that up until now I had thought we had a perfect life.
I'm not one of those guys who is so focused on his career that he ignores his wife. On the contrary. I was always buying her flowers and little presents. I took her out and wined and dined her. And she never lacked for sex as I have a pretty high sex drive. I've been told I'm good looking and I work out to keep in shape. Yeah, I'm sure I have my flaws but taking care of my wife wasn't one of them.
Lisa wasn't what would be termed a stone cold fox but she was pretty and had a nice figure. Her tits weren't big but not small either. She had curves in the right place. Lisa worked as a paralegal for a prestigious law firm. She was usually home at the end of the work day but occasionally had to work late on an important case. I work in the high tech industry and make a good living.
Lisa came from a fairly wealthy family. Her dad owned a large ranch in Texas on which oil had been found. He had insisted that we sign a prenuptial agreement. Included in it was that in the event of divorce none of the assets we had prior to our marriage could be touched and further any inheritance from family was likewise exempt. I wasn't marrying her for money so I had no problem signing. I never cared for her dad as he was a devout racist always disparaging blacks and Mexicans. At least I didn't see that trait in Lisa and since we lived a long distance from them and didn't spend time around them I was fine.
The P.I. that I hired was the one a buddy of mine had used to get the dirt on his cheating wife. He had been impressed with how efficient this guy was. Anyway the day after I first suspected something was wrong I was in the P.I.'s office telling him what I wanted and once he accepted my retainer he went to work on the case.
It took my wife a few days after what I thought was her first time to cheat to return to normal. I had continued to act the role of the loving husband and she obviously thought she had got away with it. It was exactly a week later that I got the call from her that she had to work late again. I called the P.I. and let him know. Again when she got home she looked somewhat guilty. Not as bad as the first time so I guess she was getting used to the idea I wouldn't find out and she could do as she saw fit.
I got the call from the investigator the next day that confirmed my suspicions. She was screwing some guy she worked with and they were doing it right in the offices after everyone else had left for the day. Apparently he had some photos made through the window from the building across the street but they weren't all that clear. He asked me if I wanted him to continue on the case and I asked him if he could get them on video. He said it could be done but it would cost more. I wasn't hurting for cash so I told him it was covered and get it done.
As for me, I came down with a stomach virus that kept me from having sex with my wife. Or at least that was what I told Lisa. I only hoped I hadn't already got an STD from her. I then set my plan in motion. I guess one of my faults it that I liked to play poker. I would get together maybe once a month with some buddies to play. I usually came out ahead so I thought for an amateur I wasn't bad. I also played poker online. Nothing big, just five and ten dollar buy in games.
We had built up a nest egg of a little over two hundred grand and since I contributed the most I didn't want Lisa to have any part of it. That's where online poker came in. With my knowledge and skills I set up five untraceable accounts on a poker site to work through. All accounts were mine so I was able to play myself in head to head matches and lose to myself. Yeah, I lost some to the site taking a rake for each game but it was less than what Lisa would get in a divorce.
It would be less suspicious if I lost all our money to five other players than to just one. The site I played of course wasn't based in the U.S. and wasn't likely to give up any information on their clients. It took a week but by then I had cleaned our bank accounts of all but ten grand.
Once again exactly one week to the day Lisa called and said she had to work late and I called the P.I. to let him know. He told me he had it covered. This time when my wife got home there was hardly any trace of guilt. She was getting good at cheating.
The next morning I got the call from the P.I. and he said he had what I wanted. I headed for his office and picked up the DVD. He told me he could have a written report in a couple of days if I wanted it but I told him that this should be enough. I payed him for his time and told him I would call if I needed anything more. He told me he was sorry about the way things turned out. I laughed and told him he had no reason to be sorry, he wasn't the one cheating on me.
I took the DVD and went back to work and locked myself into my office telling my assistant that I didn't want to be disturbed. I noticed I wasn't nervous when I clicked play. Hell, I already knew she was fucking around on me and it wasn't like this was going to change anything. The video had obviously been shot from a hidden camera in the law office. It had a high quality picture as well as sound. I don't know how the P.I. pulled it off and I don't want to. All I cared is that I had what I wanted.