It was about 2:00 in the afternoon when my boss called me into his office and asked me if I would be able to catch a flight to Dallas, TX later that afternoon. He was hoping I could be at our client's offices first thing in the morning. He said there was a 5:00 o'clock flight out of O'Hare so I didn't see a problem in being able to make it. I told him that "Sure, I can run home and pack and easily be at the airport in time. Do you have anything I need to take with me or am I set to go?"
He said, "Just take your normal travel case and you will have everything you need. They will have access to anything else that comes up."
My name is Jeff Washburn and I am a 30 year old software engineer specializing in software for the financial industry. I am married to Vicky the love of my life. We have been married for five years but I have known her quite a bit longer than that. If you ask me (and you must have because I am going to tell you) we are soul mates and had plans for everything in our lives. Vicky isn't what I would call a hottie but she is attractive and to me she is beautiful. I think most people would agree with me that she is attractive and has a wonderful personality.
We just recently decided that we would start our family immediately so we were pretty excited about it and in fact had been very active in the process if you know what I mean. If we had kept up the pace we were on I was going to be dead so I begged off until just before she was going to be ovulating. That was about two weeks ago.
Anyway, I turned into my driveway and Vicky's car and another car were there side by side. My immediate thought was what is the matter? Why is she home this time of day? You know the drill. Eventually I began to wonder just what the hell was going on and slipped quietly into the house. By now I think I already knew what was going on but as anyone would I had to know for sure.
As I slipped down the hallway I could hear Vicky urging the guy on to, "Fuck me good, fill up my pussy, give me your seed, I want your baby."
He chuckled at that and said, "What will Jeffy say if you have my kid?"
Vicky laughed right along with him and replied, "He will never know. He is so dense I could have a black baby and he would think it was his."
By this time I was steaming. The hurt and anger were boiling my brain and every other part of my body was totally surging with hatred and adrenaline. I backtracked to my den and got my Smith & Wesson 357 Magnum out of the bottom drawer of my desk. I was seething so badly I could barely get the 8 rounds into the cylinder chambers. I honestly sat there and debated on just leaving and divorcing the bitch but I was so caught up in the hurt and anger that I just said, "Fuck it, my life is over anyway, why not make the bitch and her cock toy pay."
I walked into my bedroom and pulled the hammer back. Now if you know anything about the Smith & Wesson 357 Magnum you know the hammer makes an awesome sound when pulled back through safety mode and into fully cocked mode and believe me they noticed it. My gun was in fully cocked mode and so was he was fucking her in the missionary position with her legs up over his shoulders so he just turned his head to see what was happening and at the moment his eyes met mine I smiled and shot him in the ass.
He screamed, she screamed and I laughed. "What, not so much fun fucking my wife now you piece of shit?" He was able to roll off of Vicky and she scrambled to get out from under him. Both of them were stammering, blubbering and begging for me to not hurt them anymore. Yeah, the bullet went through him and gave the bitch a little tickle too. I continued, "You know I never would have expected this from you Vicky, I actually thought we were soul mates and in love, stupid me. But you know what? I am not going to let you have this slime ball's baby. No, he won't be fathering any more children."
I hate to admit it, but at that point the look on his face gave me tremendous satisfaction. One more shot right in the middle of his forehead put the bastard down for good.
By this time Vicky dear was hysterical and was blubbering even more. "So tell me Vicky, can you explain why you would do such a thing to me and to our marriage? Can you tell me how long you have been cheating on me? Did I ever really know you Vicky?"
"Jeff," she said, "It didn't mean anything to me, I don't love him, I really didn't want him to get me pregnant, I only love you, please don't hurt me anymore."
You might think I am a cold hearted bastard and I guess I am, but at this time the only thing I was thinking was "finish this". A perfect shot to the middle of her forehead too and it was over for both of them. I finally sat down on the edge of the bed and dialed 911.
The operator asked, "What is your emergency?"
"I shot my wife and her lover. I am sitting in my bedroom and the gun is on the floor."
She said, "Stay right where you are and put your hands behind your head when the police arrive and stay on the line."
I said, "Ok."
I sat there shaking my head from side to side and the tears were just rolling down my cheeks. My heart was also just hammering in my chest.
All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my side and I heard Vicky say, "Wake up Jeff, you are having a bad dream."
When I was awake I laid there shaking my head from side to side and the tears were just rolling down my cheeks. My heart was also just hammering in my chest.
"Wow Vicky that was an awful dream." When I had recovered somewhat I noticed it was starting to get light out and asked, "What time is it?"
She said, "It is 5:00 a.m. Jeff. Are you alright?"
I said, "I am a bit tense at the moment, but yeah I will be okay shortly. You go make some coffee while I shower and I will be down to make you some breakfast and tell you all about the dream."
