Anger, worry, embarrassment and shame, just some of the emotions that were overwhelming me at the moment, but strangely, and surprisingly, is excitement, lust is there too.
I just don't understand why, after all this time, why now? I'm sure I'm right, but why?
After 20 years, of coarse our marriage has changed, evolved, the fire died down.
I thought we loved each other, at least I did, and I thought she loved me still, but apparently not!
It wasn't anything obvious, just over time, little things, a lie here and there, nothing much, a little more attention to her make-up, dressing better, little things began to add up, also she was becoming less affectionate, sex was just about zero.
What really got me wondering, was when she began visiting our neighbour regularly.
Steve our slightly younger ( he 32, Wendy 40, and I being 45) friend and neighbour, recently divorced and was having a hard time coping on his own.
Wendy began taking meals around to him, and inviting him to come over and share ours, then they were texting together.
I would ask her who she's messaging, straight out she would say "Steve."
It became a bit too frequent, quite a few times each day.
Then I found out a few days afterward that they had gone to the movies together, when she had told me she was going with a girlfriend.
I didn't think anything serious was going on, but I felt it was heading that way.
So of coarse I confronted her, now, with Wendy I had to approach it carefully, she was likely to explode, then refuse to discuss anything, and turn things around so I was the one in trouble.
That's how we discussed things, and I ended up being in the dog house for days.
I had to approach her calmly, like approaching a tiger, calm and cautiously.
At first she denied any deceit, denied everything, but eventually she realised that I had too much evidence, even though it was all circumstantial.
Also, denying it only made her sound guilty, so she eventually admitted spending time with Steve without my knowledge but nothing was going on between them, they were just friends, and she was helping him through a rough time.
That may be, but I believe that a man cannot be a friend to a woman without hitting on her sooner or later, usually sooner.
My wife told me that I'm an idiot, nice!
Anyway she promised to cut down on being there for Steve, but could not abandon him completely, and she did promise not to lie to me any more.
Then a few days later I saw them both at the local café.
Right then I decided that she could not be trusted.
But what to do about it?
It took a few days but the recollection eventually popped into my memory,
I remembered a tv report about a warning about a phone app that could both track the phone owner, and can activate their phone's microphone remotely, and capture all messages between logged phone numbers.
So I began to search all the apps looking for it.
Eventually I found it, and after investigating a little more, saw that it was a favourite tool for private detectives to use when following suspects for clients.
That night I took her phone after she had gone to bed, and went through it, I found her contact for Steve and copied his details, I noted that on message, she had deleted all of the conversations with Steve.
That in itself was suspicious.
I put the app into her phone, added Steve's details and linked the app to my phone, it was designed to be hidden and the owner would not know it is there.
I went to bed with both excitement and apprehension flowing in my blood.
The very next day Wendy went out 'shopping' and I tracked her phone to a shopping centre nearby that we don't usually use.
Then the microphone was activated, It was Steve.
My wife called him and told him where she was, and invited him to join her in the café there, he accepted and hung up, she made a few more calls to a friend, the council offices and her Aunt.
I decided to shut the app down for half an hour to conserve her battery until Steve had time to get there.
When I turned it on again, they were talking, presumably in the café, there was background chatter and clinking of crockery.
"Ray is getting upset about me seeing you Steve." Wendy explained.
"Does he know you're here, with me?" he replied.
"No, and I promised that I wouldn't see you much any more, but I want to, I need your cock." she demanded.
Steve laughed. "Yes, I noticed that. When can we do it again, I'm getting a fat thinking about you."
"Oh God, I don't know, Ray is probably watching me I think, but how about out in the carpark, at the usual spot, I need to suck that thing, relieve that stress build up for you, I'll meet you over there in a few minutes." Wendy announced as she stood to leave.
"God you're a horny bitch, woman." Steve exclaimed.
"That's because you have a big cock, see you there." she replied as she walked away.
I could hear them leaving and turned off the app.
So, she was cheating on me, my heart was thumping, adrenaline surging through me at this discovery, that my wife is fucking my friend and neighbour.
But why is my dick hard?
I gave them 15 minutes to get to their cars and move them to a quiet area, when I started the app again,
Steve was opening his door for her, he has a bigger car..
"So you like big cocks do You?" he joked as she slammed his car door shut.
I could hear them kissing, fumbling, muffled talking and moaning.
"Oh God don't tease me, undo your pants, I want to see it." Wendy urged.
"I see you've got my favourite bra on, God, your breasts are wild."
I heard Steve say.
I could hear the noises of undressing.
"Ohhh, yes pull on them suck, bite them. Ray was always too gentle, Ohhh yes like that, chew them!" She whispered
"Can you reach, hold on, I'll pull them down more, I should have worn shorts."
Steve replied.
More noises of undressing, presumably of his pants lowering.
"Oh it's so big, I love it. How can you walk with this stuffed in your pants?" Wendy added.
I could hear the sound of Wendy sucking his cock.
"How about the back seat, I'm going to have to fuck you soon." Steve suggested.
"Mmmmm, Oh yes, in a minute, I need this in my mouth first." Wendy agreed.
