My Wife's Infidelity.
"I swear if that boy does that to her again I will bloody drown him!"
Cher was losing it with Tony.
We were in a small secluded cove in North Cornwall just outside of Bude. Tony our eldest was tormenting our daughters, twins Emily and Rosie again. This time splashing cold water on Emily who was at the sea edge paddling. He greatly enjoyed the teasing and bullying them. She is only 7 and reacts every time he does it, so of course being a 12 year old boy he does it more.
Cheryle my wife gets a bit too angry when he does and gets annoyed with me when I don't step in and put a stop to it. It does tend to put a dampener on things when he does it so I try to distract them rather than blowing my top like she does, we are on our family vacation.
I am Bob Simmons, we are both 45 and had kids a bit later than most due to us being selfish I suppose. We did all the things most parents wish they had done before they had kids, the expensive holidays the long weekends away whenever and where ever we chose, the parties. To be honest we had the best 10 years a young couple could have. But the peer pressure got to us and we decided to have one before we were too old, and sure enough after a lot of fun trying Tony was born.
Our lives changed overnight. Gone were fun Bob and Cheryle, along came two very grumpy tired grown-ups.
We just didn't click for the first 12 months after he was born, I thought she had changed, she thought I had. Nothing I did seemed to please her, EVERYTHING I did was wrong! Things changed a little when Cheryle joined the local mother and baby group, she seemed calmer, nicer. She made new friends and started having coffee mornings at the house inviting a few of the ladies. The kids would all play while the women bitched about their hubbies and their (awful) lives. It was the release she needed.
I found as she started to lighten up a bit so did I, we started talking nicer to each other and even the flirting was coming back into our relationship. So I guess some of it was down to me too. Our lives almost did a u turn by the time Tony was walking. We were back to our old selves even the sex was good again, it was wonderful. Anyway, as Tony grew she kept the same circle of 4-5 friends and they all started at the same nursery together, the kids all got on and the coffee mornings were nicer for her without having to look after Tony.
Cheryle even learned to cook and I mean REALLY cook, she cooked things that blew my mind, she was really turning into the perfect wife and mum. Life was great again until one morning I had a file to drop at a clients by 9am. I had to pass by the nursery, I thought if she is not doing anything I'll wait for the drop off and take her for a nice breakfast in town on my way back to the office. I pulled up about 25 yards the other side of the nursery gate and waited until they came walking along.
She was with Sherry, one of her coffee crew. They took the kids in and I waited for her return. 10 minutes later Sherry came out alone. I waited another 5 then decided to go in and see what was taking so long. I had to be back sometime this morning, no rush but I didn't want to take the piss. Just as I was getting out of my car she came out arm in arm with another guy, she didn't look my way and turned the way she came in. She was looking up into his eyes as they walked up the path holding on to his arm. I fell back against my car shocked. My legs had turned to jelly and I felt quite faint, I sat back in my driver seat and wondered what should I do?
It maybe quite innocent but to be honest it didn't look that way. I locked my car and followed discretely ducking into hedges and gateways as they walked a hundred metres in front of me. She still had his arm.
"Fuck!" "Shit, what do I do?"
I decided not to confront them but to keep following to see what happened. They were walking towards my house....MY HOUSE!
But in another 10 yards turned to a small side road, I hurried up the path and hid behind a bush. They had stopped no more than 15 yards from me next to a new merc and BEEP BEEP he opened it with the key fob. He turned to her and she put her hands around his neck, got on to her tiptoes and kissed him.
"FUCK!" my guts churned, I felt nauseous. I should barge them apart and kick his ass but I stood frozen to the spot like a statue I couldn't move. She said.
"Ok, on Wednesday after nursery we can use mine, the girls are going to Sherry's for the morning. We have the house to ourselves."
She reached up and kissed him again, I turned and briskly walked away back to my car dry heaving all the way. I looked back, she still hadn't come out of the side street by the time I was around the next corner. I waited on the corner to see her appear and walk the 300 yards to our house. I sat on that street corner for ages, tears forming in my eyes, a lump in my throat. My wife, the love of my life was cheating on me.
It was only when I sat back in my car that I thought "You prick! You did nothing! you fucking fool."
She is having an affair and I did nothing. I didn't even take down his car reg to try to find who he was, I had my phone I could've at least took a picture?
"Shit, what am I going to do."
That's when I tasted that familiar taste in the back of my mouth, I leant out of my car and heaved up all over the kerbside.
I waited 5 minutes and rang Cheryle to say I was passing in 10 should I pop in.
"Oh hi love, no I am with Sherry we are going shopping in 5 minutes it's Friday, you know we go to town Fridays. You should've told me you were in the area we could've met up, phone and tell me next time you are around here ok."
Yeah like fuck I thought. And yeah I am DEFINITELY not letting you know next time I'm around here!
"Oh ok Cher, I'll go back to the office, see you tonight."
"Bye babe, love you."
I thought you were kissing some guy not 10 minutes ago and you say "Love you."
"Ok bye Cher, love you too."
Fuck you!
My work in the office was non-existent for the rest of the day, my mind was in turmoil. I had never felt so alone, so empty. I went through 5-6 pencils breaking every one, I needed to find out what was going on. Did she still love me? How long? Who is the fucker? I thought we were great, I thought I had the perfect marriage. It wasn't till late afternoon that Wednesday registered in my brain, "Shit, Wednesday!"
I quickly googled surveillance equipment in my area, three shops supplied in town and it was 3pm now. They would be shutting soon, I rang the first on the list and the lady asked the type of surveillance required. I could hardly say "I want to catch my cheating slut wife fucking some cunt in my house!" could I.
"Something that relays a live stream to my phone that's small enough to be hidden in the lounge or around the house, oh and is it recordable? Just for safety sake while we are out, that sort of thing"
"Yes Sir, I have what you need, they come in varying prices depending on the quality of picture you need."
Fuck it, she knew very well what I needed it for.
"How much is the best one?"
"I am afraid you will be looking at £800 upwards depending on how many devices you will require."
Oooh I thought, that's a bit steep.
"How much for three camera's with laptop or phone streaming?"
"I can do that for "£950 Sir."
I left the office and took the short journey by cab to the shop, I put it on my expense account and would find a way of paying it back before it was questioned too much. It could not go on my bank statement as we had a shared account. I had the weekend to sort positionings and get the best views out of sight.
I got back to the office and hid the equipment in the boot of my car under the spare wheel before I headed home.
"Hi babe, had a good day at work?"
"Same ol same ol, that smells nice?"
I tried to be as relaxed as I could so as not to give anything away. It was hard believe me.
"Oh just a little something for the main man in my life."
"Main man?"
"Oh you never know when I might find Mr Right!" she said laughing.
Any other time I would've found that amusing, not today but I chuckled a false laugh.
Cheryle was in a great mood as usual as she busied herself in the kitchen.
"Go through to the lounge with Tony and I'll bring you in a cuppa,"
She was acting completely normal, fuck she was good at this. How long had she had the practice to be this good at deceiving me?
Tony was busy building his lego sets, I sat and joined him in building a castle as Cher bought in a cup of tea.
"Thanks love."
