My Wife Cheats, And I Love Her More For It Ch. 07
The last few days had been crazy, and here I am being driven across town by Faye, as I text away to my boss. He had offered me a job, a promotion with a much higher salary then I was currently earning. The catch was that the job was in another country, so I had planned to turn it down, figuring Brooke, my cheating whore of a wife wouldn't want to move. That was now a non-issue, and I texted my boss that I'd be taking the job. He was very excited about this and wanted me to head to my new job asap, as that branch of the business was faltering, and he felt I could turn it around. He even offered me his private jet to facilitate the move. I let him know I could be ready within a few hours, just need to pack.
After texting my boss and getting the greenlight to leave the country, I have Faye drive to an upscale mall not far from my house. I walk with her into the mall entrance before revealing my plan.
"Well Faye, this is where the two of us part way. Why don't you do a bit of shopping before you head home to free Frank."
"What the fuck! You're going to leave me at the mall!"
"Yes, I am." I say as I turn and walk back to the car, leaving Faye watching me go.
"You truly are an Asshole!" I hear as I get in the car and speed away.
I figure I have a little time before any cops might become involved, though I figured Faye and Frank would be wise enough to let this drop without going any further. As I approached my house, I noticed a Black Lincoln Navigator in my driveway, which piqued my interest, so I parked on the next block and snuck through my neighbor's yard and jumped my back fence. I let myself in through the back entrance, and crept through the house, figuring trouble was waiting for me.
As I moved silently through the house the very loud sounds of people fucking echoed through the building. I slowly made my way to the master bedroom and through the partially opened door, I could see my dear wife Brooke on hand and knees, facing away from me getting just pounded from behind. Her screams covered any sound of my approach. As I peered through the partially opened door, I watched the scene unfold and now had new ammunition to use on my wife. I took out my phone and began recording the scene.
There was my wife, who I once thought was the most beautiful woman in the world, was on hands and knees getting fucked so hard and so fast by one of the darkest men I've ever seen. His oversized cock making my wife squeal with each thrust, his large balls slapping against her as he slapped her already red swollen ass cheeks. The two of them must have been going at it for some time, as they were both glowing with sweat as they fucked.
I stood watching, and video taping them for several minutes, as the large man increased his pace. I was in awe as this man fucked her so hard, it forced Brooke to drop her face into the pillow and scream as he continued his assault on her swollen pussy. He announced he was going to cum, but instead of pulling out, he exploded into her, pumping some much into her, it was leaking out around his still hard cock. I took this as my cue to sneak out of the house and back to my car.
Once back in my car, I texted Brooke to let her know I needed to go out of town again and was heading home to pack. I knew once she read that, her and her new friend would get the hell out of the house, as she was supposed to be at work. Within a few minutes, I heard the Lincoln fire up and from between the houses I saw it pull out of my driveway and leave. Within a few minutes I was back in the house and packing. The overwhelming smell of sex still hanging heavy in the room.
As I packed my bags, I started wondering how long Brooke had been cheating on me. I did leave town frequently, giving her plenty of opportunities and had trusted her, so if there were red flags I didn't see them. Once I was packed, money, and passport ready to go, I decided to snoop around the house a bit and see what other dirt I might find.
I started with her dresser and noticed some barely there sexy bras and panties I'd never bought for her, or saw her wear for me, but were clearly not day to day and weren't new. I found a little black book inside a pair of rolled up socks with phone numbers and passwords written in it. So off to computer I went and with help the little black book, I found her emails which were just a crime scene of information about her cheating. I grabbed a thumb drive and downloaded those, and they went back well before the party. Also found a folder of nude pictures and video clips and saved that too. Within a matter of minutes, what I found left me no doubt I was doing the right thing.
I put the house back in order, packed the car, and headed to my office. Hopefully within a few hours I'll be in the air and moving on with my new life in another country. Just need to meet with the boss and get any final details about my new position and gather anything I'd need. Security waved me through, I pulled into my parking spot and hurried into the offices.
After meeting with my boss and was told that some other people would be going with me. I was given everything I'd need, documents stating my purpose, and to get me through customs. I decided to leave my car at work, I emptied it of everything I would be traveling with and had a coworker drive me to the airport. I dropped the keys at security as I departed, maybe I'd let Brooke have it.
I breezed through security and waited in the airport bar and enjoyed a few drinks before the company pilot arrived looking for me. He informed me the others were already on board, and they were just waiting for me. I pounded back my drinks, gathered my luggage and followed the pilot to the plane. My luggage stowed away, and me buckled into my comfortable seat. The plane began to taxis down the runway and soon we were in the air.
As I was late to the plane, I really didn't see who was on board with me and decided to look around as I left my seat to freshen up in the washroom. As I walked through the spacious plane, I took note of the other people seated through the plane. I knew the two men onboard with me, Jim and Nigel, who I believe were coming to audit the foreign office, and the third person was a rather attractive woman probably in her mid-twenties. I said my hellos to Jim and Nigel, then moved towards the women, who was already staring at me with a big warm smile and the most beautiful green eyes.
"You must be Brad my new boss. I'm Hailey, your assistant." She said as she stood and offered me her hand to shake.
"A pleasure to meet you, Hailey. I didn't know my new position came with an assistant, but I do appreciate I won't be alone in this venture. Do you mind me sitting with you for the rest of the flight so we can discuss things?" I said as I shook her hand.
"Off course, I was going to suggest the same thing." She said with a radiant smile on her face.
The two of us talked about the job, what she was told, what I knew about the situation we were inheriting. She brought up my wife, as I still had my ring on out of habit, which took the conversation in a different direction.
"Your wife doesn't mind you being away from her for such a long time?" she asked. "I know I just met you, but since we will be working closely together and will probably need your help with things going forward, I should tell you something. I plan on divorcing my, for lack of a better word, "Whore" of a wife."
"Well whore sounds pretty harsh Brad, are you sure?"
