As the title suggests this is the second chapter in a series of stories regarding a cuckolded husband. If this type of story does not interest you, please read no further. Also, remember there are multiple sides of this story. The character telling the story may not be the protagonist.
This is Lisa's story. I wasn't sure whether I should call it chapter 2 or chapter 5, because I didn't hear this story until after chapter 4 had already happened, but timeline-wise it falls better as chapter 2. So for the purposes of continuity I decided to put it here. The reader must remember as they read the further chapters that I knew none of this until after chapter 4.
The reader knows most of the story of how I ended up going to prom with our neighbor while my husband stayed home with our son, based on Dave's previous story. I was sitting in the limo enjoying some Champaign with James when Dave began texting me with requests for me to kiss James. It was so out of character for Dave. He is usually very possessive and extremely jealous of anyone even looking at me and here he was asking me to kiss another guy. He kept badgering me until I finally just leaned in and gave James a nice kiss.
Then Dave texted me about a fantasy he had of watching me with another man. I was very suspicious of this. I looked to see if James was somehow texting me as if it was from Dave's phone, but James didn't even have a phone out and was paying complete attention to me. I tried to think of ways someone could have gotten Dave's phone without him knowing it. I just couldn't see a way. He had his phone when we left. He had texted me the moment we got into the limo. Besides, with me going out tonight he would keep his phone close to him in case I needed him for anything. I decided to just play along, but not do anything that would get me in trouble. James was a really good kisser and I was buzzing from the Champaign. It was crazy, but we made out nearly all the way to the prom.
I was having a great time at prom. James and I danced quite a bit, but I did get a chance to hang out with the my old friends from cheerleading for a while as prom was winding down and it was great seeing them and hearing all of the school gossip. That was when Sarah pulled me aside and said she had something she had to tell me.
"I just have to get this off my chest. The guilt is killing me. You are one of my best friends and I just can't keep lying to you." Sarah said
"What is it?" I asked completely curious
"I had sex with Dave last summer."
"You what? When? Why?"
"I'm so sorry. It only happened once and it will never happen again."
I was fuming at this point. I thought about slapping her, but didn't want to make a scene. "How many people know?"
"No one else knows! I haven't told anyone and I don't think Dave would tell anyone. He was very torn up afterwards."
"Ooohhh! He was torn up then? Wait 'til you see him tomorrow." I said
I stormed back to the table to get my phone. I wanted to call Dave and yell at him right then.
"What's up?" James asked
"Oh nothing you need to worry about. I just need to kill my husband."
"Why is that?" He asked
"Don't worry about it. Prom is over. I want to go home now." I said as I started to cry
"It'll all be ok. Have a seat. Let's calm down a little before you make any rash decisions."
"No! I don't want to calm down. I just want to go home. Right now!"
"Ok. Let's go out to the limo. Would you like to talk about it?" James asked
"No" I said as I dialed Dave. It rang 10 times with no answer and went to voice mail. I didn't want to leave him a voice mail. I wanted him to hear it directly from me that I was leaving him.
We got into the limo, but had to wait quite a while just to get out of the parking lot, because, it seemed, everyone was leaving at the same time. James was great. He got me a glass of Champaign, which I quickly downed, and asked if he could do anything to help.
"There's nothing you can do. Dave cheated on me with that slut Sarah. What could you possibly do!?" I said lashing out at the only man present at the time
"I'm so sorry to hear that. Some men are such scumbags. Listen, you are the nicest woman I have ever met and no one should treat you that way. You know. You ARE out right now, WITHOUT him. Instead of letting him get the best of you by making you miserable you should make him miserable."
In my drunken state his idea seemed reasonable. I should just stay out all night and let him wonder what happened to me. I had been having fun before all of this. I could continue to have fun. "Sounds like a plan. Give me another glass of Champaign. Let's just keep him wondering whether I'm coming home." I said
Dave texted me right at that moment. "Where are you?"
"Ha. He wants to know where I am. I'm just going to ignore him."
"No. Why don't you tell him you're driving around in the limo drinking Champaign. That'll leave him wondering why you aren't headed home." James suggested
I liked that idea. I quickly chugged another glass of Champaign and sent the message.
He replied by asking whether I had let James feel me up yet. I replied that of course I hadn't and he kept asking me to rub James's crotch and let him feel me up. "He wants me to feel you up and let you do the same. No way I'm giving that sick asshole his perverted thrills. No offense James, but he's not getting anything he wants tonight or any night." I told James
"I understand Lisa, but there's something I need to confess to you. Now, please hear me all the way through before you get mad at me. Ok?" James said
"Ok?" I said confused
"I knew about Sarah and Dave. I saw it happen from my bedroom window and I was totally pissed at Dave for cheating on you. I always knew you were a nice girl and to see Dave do something like that behind your back just pissed me off. So I videoed it."
"You what?" I asked
"I videoed them."
"I want to see it"
"I will let you see it if you want, but let me continue. Please."
"Ok"
"I knew I would need the video if I was going to get revenge on Dave for you. Do you remember when Dave and I started hanging out."
"Yes."
"Well that is when I first showed him the DVD and set this whole thing in motion. I told him I wanted to take you to prom and he was supposed to not only allow it, but to sell you on the idea, which he did to perfection. Now this is where you might get mad at me, but I swear I did it to torture Dave, not to hurt you in any way. I made Dave give me his cell phone before we left for prom and I gave him one to receive all of the texts between your phone and his. I know how jealous he is of you and figured I could torture him all night with things like the kiss earlier and perhaps more, if you allowed it." James explained
"So this was a big ploy to get into my pants?" I asked
"No! - well yes in a way. I knew the further I got with you the more tortured Dave would be and that was my real goal."
"I see. So you were looking out for my honor by trying to sully my honor?"
"I guess you could see it that way. Here look at this picture and the message I sent earlier" James showed me a picture of us kissing (I hadn't even noticed him taking it; I guess I really was enjoying the kissing). The caption said "Remember - No interruptions. This is our date. These are the consequences of your cheating."
Wow he really was looking out for me. "So who is sending these perverted messages?"
"It's Nick Summers"
"Ok. I'm a little mad at you for not letting me in on this sooner, but I say let's do it" I said
"Do it?" James asked
"Well not DO IT. I say we text him that we are doing things all night until he can't take it anymore" I said