Luke Abrams pulled into his designated parking spot at work and waited for the Grateful Dead's song Ripple to finish playing before he turned off the car and opened the door. He looked up at the neon sign above the building's entryway and felt a sense of pride at seeing "Abram's Manufacturing" above the doorway. The security guard at the door greeted him as Luke made his way to his top floor corner office.
It had been 10 years since Luke had developed an efficiency control and monitoring instrument for HVAC systems, which had now captured 80% share of the controls market. They had developed many other control and measurement systems in the years after, but this remained the cash cow and gave him and his employees a very good living.
He had developed a profit-sharing system 5 years ago, that had helped him motivate and retain excellent employees, and with the profits driven by their various patented instruments, each employee enjoyed a 401K with 100% match to 6%; and a 15% profit-sharing year-end distribution. In the exceptional years they could also get a 10% after-tax take-home bonus. His CFO told him the value of the company now stood at 20 Million, and not a month went by that some firm or venture capitalists wanted to discuss buying the business. Luke wasn't interested as he loved the work, the business, his team of people, and he saw no reason at this young age to cash out. Life was good.
His home life had been excellent through the years. He and Becky, his wife of 14 years, had struggled at first when he started up the business but now lived very comfortably. Becky worked part time as a marketing consultant, and many times worked from home. She was a tall 5'8" with fiery red hair and an incredible body. Her friends would bemoan the fact that her breasts and ass were perfect and that she had the bonus of legs that "went on for miles".
Their sex life had been really good, although Luke had noticed a definite reduction in the last 6 months from 3-4 times weekly to just 1 time per week. Becky also seemed to be more attached to her phone, sending texts to God knows who and once when he picked it up to check on the ball scores, he noticed it was now password protected; something neither of them had done in the past. He had talked to her about the sex and about her being more subdued and quieter in their interactions, but she said he was noticing things and that she was feeling her age more and tired more and he should just know that she loved him more than he could ever imagine.
They had talked about starting a family and she was reluctant, but he had told her how important it was to him and she had acquiesced and 5 months ago had agreed that within 6 months she would go off of birth control and they would start working on having a family. She wasn't as excited about it as he was, but he thought she was warming up to the idea.
As Luke sat in his office thinking about this, his friend and V.P. of Sales, Chad Warwick, came into his office, looking sheepish. Chad had been a friend in college, and they had played soccer and hockey together in High School. He wasn't his best friend, but Luke considered him close. Now the relationship was a mixture of friendship, but also Luke was the boss and although he treated his employees as partners, what Luke ultimately decided is what they did.
Chad peeked in the door and said, "Boss, I'm feeling like shit today. Feel like I have the Flu or something, so if you don't mind, I'm going home to sleep and I'll either be back later or in tomorrow. I'm done with the proposal for the new Convention centers HVAC controls and sent it off, so my plate is clear for the next several days. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay Chad, hang in there and hope you feel better." With that, Luke did his management by walking around loop and went through the sales and marketing offices, the HR group, and then out into distribution and manufacturing, where he loved to spend time talking with and getting ideas from the factory floor staff. This was a ritual that he did every couple of days and it usually took him an hour or more. But, time to get back to the office for some strategy work.
Luke decided to do more work on a new business line he was thinking about creating and opened up his workstation to pull down the files. He noticed that he had the old version and remembered that he had worked on it over the weekend, and had saved the files to his home computer instead of signing on via VPN and uploading it to the company server. He figured he could talk Becky through calling the file up and e-mailing it to him instead of making the drive home. He tried calling the home line and it went to voicemail. He tried calling Becky's phone and it was turned off, which he found strange given it was a work day for her. Well, he though, guess I make the 20-minute drive.
Luke was enjoying the weather and some good tunes on MPR when he turned onto his block and drove up to his house. He noticed a car in the driveway that looked familiar and it didn't take him long to figure out that it was his friend Chad's Lexus. Luke parked on the street and walked up the drive and quietly opened the front door. The first floor was quiet and no lights or radio were on. Becky wasn't in the study at her desk. He went into the kitchen and then heard some moaning and voices coming from the master bedroom. In his mind and his heart, he couldn't believe what his gut already knew; that someone was fucking his wife in his bed.
He grabbed the 12" Wusthof meat carver out of the rack and slowly walked up the stairs. He stood out in the hall, blocked by the doorjamb so they couldn't see him but he could hear what they were saying. They were cuddling and talking and he heard Becky say "Chad, we can only do this a few more times. I think Luke is getting suspicious of my aloofness and my constant texting on the phone. And, I haven't been making love to him more than once a week because I feel so guilty and it feels so wrong to make love to you and then him the next day. I have loved our little fling for the last 4 months. It's been my self-indulgent treat to have dirty and illicit sex before I commit myself to going off the pill and trying to have a family. So, now I want you to fuck me like you never have as there will only be this time and then the Denver Conference and then we are done."
Luke remembered that Becky told him she was going to a marketing conference in Denver in two weeks and he quickly realized it coincided with a sales conference Chad would be attending in Denver that same weekend. Luke was crushed at what he heard. He pulled out his phone and started the video as he peeked slowly around the door jam. His wife Becky was now on top of his friend and employee Chad, riding him like she was on a bucking horse. She was yelling "come on Chad, fuck me. Give it to me. Fuck me harder. Make me cum!"
Luke was panting and saying, "You love it when I fuck you in your marriage bed don't you. You can't get enough of my cock and no one can fuck you like I do. Say it, damn it"
"Yes Chad. No one fucks me like you do. Now make me cum!"
At that point Luke walked into the room, still filming with the phone in his one had and the knife in his other. He grabbed Becky by the hair and pulled her up off of Chad and turned her around and pushed her onto the bed beside him. At first, she screamed and yelled until she saw it was Luke, and then her eyes went wide and her mouth flew open and she screamed, "NO, NO, NO. Dear God No. Luke, it isn't what you think. It means nothing." At his point, she tried to stand up and come to Luke as Chad tried to move to the end of the bed and standup but Luke held out the knife and yelled "both of you sit back on that bed and shut the fuck up or you'll find a 12" blade in your chest! Sit down now."
They both sat down and pulled the sheet up. Becky started to sob uncontrollably and Chad started to say to Luke, "Boss, really this was nothing. Just sex. Just a diversion for us. It doesn't mean anything."
Becky jumped in and said, "Luke, I love you. This was only meaningless sex with Chad. It doesn't change anything about how I feel for you. It was just a last time fling for me to sow some wild oats before you and I settle down and start a family. Please Luke, this is nothing. Send Chad away and come and cuddle with me and I'll make it up to you."
Luke looked at her as if she had lost her mind. He was incredulous about what she just said. "Becky, it didn't mean a thing? Well I guess you proved that our marriage didn't mean a thing to you. I guess you just demonstrated that you have no respect for me and that I was a fool to trust you loved me. How could you possibly say you love me when your fucking my employee for months and in my own fucking bed. You want me to cuddle with you; fuck I can barely stand to look at you and I'll never touch you again; that much is for God Damn Sure! Now just sit there and shut the fuck up you pitiful sack of shit."
Becky recoiled at the sight of his anger and his pain. He had never talked to her like that; in fact, he had practically worshipped her in their marriage and treated her with love and respect and his response cut right into her soul at what she had done to hurt him.