Make your choice part 3 of 3 (Luisa)
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A short letter/email/story about a husband and wife being helped to stay married.
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Writers note: This is part three from Luisa's( John's sister) point of view. The story is about a proactive husband giving his wife a choice, in this instance to make the right choice, Luisa is asked to help and support her brother and investigate her sister in law Corinne.
In the story it is Luisa's job to help her sister in law make the right choice.
There is not much sex in this story but it does have a loving husband and a loving wife and a loving sister and brother in law.
If you want a willing cuck story or a Hotwife story or a swinging cuck Hotwife story you won't find it here. So move on to whatever kink you are into.
I write intervention stories. If that is not your thing then leave now. If you hate short chapter stories and if you hate stories in Letter/email format then stop reading now.
If you continue to read these short chapters and then complain about the length of them that's your choice, but you have been warned.
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My name is Luisa Smith. I am 30 years old and married to a wonderful kind understanding and loving husband. Gary is 20 years older than me, but it really does not matter, he looks like someone in thier 40s, he has the stamina and fitness of someone my age, he and I go to the gym regularly and we both run around our local park and we go swimming regularly, so yes we are both fit with tight bodies.
In this particular story, Gary wanted me to help my sister in law, Corinne Jones. The idea was to observe and gather evidence of any extra marital sex Corinne might have with a man she works with or if she had any future plans to cheat on her husband.
Once I had gathered the evidence, I was told by my brother and Gary to stop any further extra marital sex. Yes I have stopped her from doing some serious damage to her marriage but I still think it is touch and go if John, my brother, will stay married to her, to me amd my brother and my husband it is a matter of trust.
Quite rightly, my brother is concerned about another man paying to much attention to his wife and in my view, he is rightly concerned that his wife hasn't told him about this "friend" and she hasn't actually stopped the man from paying her attention.
We got lucky and the captain of the cruise ship, Martin, who is a friend of Gary's, knew a captain of a yacht who was in the general area of the cruise ship, it took a few hours for the yacht to reach us, but in the end we got a lift home, so to speak.
We were packed and ready to go as soon as the yacht reached us. Yes as you can imagine Corinne chose to leave the ship as soon as possible.
Here we are 6 hours later at the dock/terminal area, yes the yacht was going as fast as safely possible. Corinne and I disembarked from the yacht. Well, it looked like a cruise ship to me, but what do I know about ships?
Corinne was obviously a bit pensive and we didn't say much as we went ashore. Outside of the main terminal building was a large mini van taxi.
A medium sized man in a chauffeurs uniform climbed out of the cab as he noticed us getting off the yacht. His name badge said Matt Walker he obviously gave both me and Corinne the once over, then twice over, but his eyes rested on me the most. It's something I am used to.
Being a woman with curves, long black hair, medium sized breasts and a tight arse, I get looked at all the time. Being a detective in the police and looking like I do does have its advantages. It also has its disadvantages, one of those is being hit on constantly.
People always underestimate me. I am from Mexico and I have the typical Latin temperament. My husband, Gary, loves my strong and determined personality. I don't take any shit from anyone, that includes my husband.
If anyone male or female gives me shit I give it back, so, having a man look at my legs then my breasts and finally my eyes is a regular thing. But, if it goes any further than looking then I take action.
But honestly, Corinne is no slouch and she gets looked at as well. She is also a good looking woman, she too has curves and a tight arse and medium sized breasts.
How do I know this? Corinne and I go to the gym together and we have shared spa treatments and saunas. Corinne looks great in a bikini, and she does attract attention. Matt was obviously giving her the once over without trying to be caught.
Finally he stopped staring at us and came towards us. "Mrs Smith? Mrs Jones?" He asked looking at a photo on his phone.
"Yes, I am Mrs Smith and this is Mrs Jones, you must be Matt, I assume my husband sent you?" I said to him.
"Yes Mrs Smith, Gary said to meet you and help you with your luggage, he told me to tell you he and John are waiting for you." He smiled, I think he was trying to be charming, but he failed.
He put all our luggage in the back of the minivan. Then turned to both of us. "Ladies, would you like to ride with me in the front."
He said with a slight smirk, again he was looking at both our legs. I gave Corinne a look and rolled my eyes. She smiled and chuckled.
She knew what was coming, I am 5ft 5inches tall, Matt is probably 6ft tall and well built. However, as I said many times, people underestimate me.
In a few steps I grabbed his arm swung him face first into the passenger door and just as quickly pulled his arm tight behind his back he groaned in pain as I pushed his face against the window.
"Listen, Matt, my husband sent you to pick us up and deliver us to the house. He didn't say anything about disrespecting and ogling two married women. I take it as a personal insult when men like you do something like this and I will make sure your licence gets revoked if you don't apologise to both of us."
I pushed him harder against the door. He made a squealing noise.
"I hope we have an understanding. I'm going to let you go. Get in the drivers seat and drive. Don't speak to us or look at us, unless you are going to apologise. If you do anything else to annoy me, I promise you it won't just be your arm hurting."
I said this in my most persuasive voice.
"I'm sorry Mrs Smith, Mrs Jones, no disrespect was intended." He said with a little humility.
I let go of him and he practically ran around the van to the drivers seat. He jumped in and with one quick glance to make sure we had our seat belts on he drove off.
"Luisa, I am glad you are on my side, um, you are on my side aren't you?" Corinne said apprehensively.
"Corinne, I love you like a sister, but you have hurt my brother. You have got him to the point where he doesn't trust you. So, I will tell you this, your boyfriend, yes okay, almost boyfriend, has been after you for several months. He has had several lunches with you. I will accept you were never alone with him, at least not that I could see, but you were doing something behind your husbands back."
I said pointing out the obvious.
"Luisa, I did not cheat on my husband, I swear to you," she said with passion.
"Corrine, don't try and persuade me. It's your husband you have to persuade. I can give him the facts, I can give him my opinion, but it's up to him. I think it's unlikely you did anything except hold hands which, depending on who you talk to, could get you divorced."
"Luisa, do you believe me? Honestly, I have not cheated on my husband! It was just lunches with a group of people and Robert Jenkins happened to be there as well. Okay, I admit, three times seems a coincidence, but honestly, I did not know he would be on that ship."
She looked down at the floor of the taxi.
"Corinne, listen carefully, Robert Jenkins is a serial cheater. He goes after married women. He has had many affairs. He is good at being a predator. He is good at persuading married women he is worth fucking up thier marriages for."
I took a breath to calm myself down.
"Corinne, that talk Martin and I had with Robert, was interesting. He confirmed he was after you as soon as he saw you and he confirmed you had not actually stopped him from talking to you. He also said you told him about John not going on the cruise. You apparently told him you were going alone. Yes, he was very surprised to see me. Apparently you didn't have time to see him again."
As I was telling her this, her face went white.
"Luisa, I, shit I gave him all the information he needed! You're right, after John and I discussed you going instead of him, I didn't speak to Robert or anyone. No one knew about you going. Luisa. He obviously thought I was alone, and probably easy pickings." She started crying.
I hugged her, "Corinne, I know you didn't physically cheat on your husband. I know Robert is an arsehole and I will deal with him later, but for now, you need to get in that house and grovel and kiss your husband a thousand times. You have a lot to make up for."
"Luisa, do you think I have chance? If I have lost John, I don't know what I will do without him." She started crying again, so, I held her in a sisterly hug. I could see Matt glance at us then quickly look away. Ten minutes later, we pulled up outside Corinne and John's house.
It was a four bedroomed semi detached house in a good neighbourhood in Oxfordshire. Gary and Surprisingly John were waiting for us. John was on crutches. His leg was still encased in a plaster cast.
The cast had lots of writing on it, I assume family and friends had left good will messages. I ran up to my husband and put my arms around him and locked lips with him. Soon our kiss turned into a full on snog.
"Ahem, could you two love birds let each other go for two seconds, we need to get things inside and sort things out." My brother said with a smile.
"Matt, leave the luggage there, you can go now, and Matt, think about what I said. I will be checking up on you."
I said while Gary picked up a couple of suitcases and Corinne and I picked up the other bags. Gary looked at me, "What was that about?" he said with a raised eyebrow.