First a "mea culpa" to those readers who think that I have "weaseled out" by not submitting this chapter immediately after Chapter 1. I am new at this game of writing fictional stories and submitting them for public consumption. I take this as a lesson learned. Thank you dear readers.
It would be in the best interest of the reader to have read Suspicion - Chapter 1 first. Paul and Kathy are husband and wife. Married for 16 years, Paul was secure in his belief of his wife's fidelity until several suspicious incidents brought forth the fact Kathy was not faithful to her wedding vows.
Again, this chapteris not
filled with explicit sex. It is concerned more with the feelings and interaction between the principle parties in the story. The infidelity in the story is like the iceberg was to the Titanic. It was there, it was responsible for the events which took place, yet it played no further part in the disaster which followed.
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"What's wrong, Paul? Are you sick or something?" Her words were full of concern, but they did not convey the dread she was feeling inside.
"Yes, you could say I'm sick. But it's not a physical illness. I am sick in my soul."
At that moment, Kathy's stoic demeanor crumbled before my eyes. There was no doubt in her mind I knew her secret. She slowly sank down on one of the kitchen chairs.
"What's his name? Are you in love with him?" My voice was calm. No anger or accusations in my voice.
Kathy looked up at me as tears welled up in her eyes. "His name is Karl Gerring. And yes, I am in love with him."
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I just sat there looking at my sobbing wife. Her brief confession did not stun me. It did not make me sick to my stomach. The suspicions I had about her infidelity had just been confirmed. Now, the angst I'd been living with since I found her stash of sexy lingerie in the trunk of her car washed out of me, leaving me an empty emotional shell.
"If you are in love with him, I guess that it means the end of our marriage." My voice was still calm.
"Oh god no, Paul!" Kathy cried out as a terrified look spread across her face. "I still love you, Paul! My love for Karl does not diminish the love I have for you." Kathy's voice cracked and her body shook as if she had just gotten a blast of cold air.
"Well, you're sadly mistaken if you think I will ever accept the role of a cuckold. And I do not wish to live with a woman who professes her love for another man. I can see no other recourse for us except divorce." I moved out of the kitchen area and into the den where I slumped down in my favorite recliner. I did not want to look at my unfaithful wife any longer. To me, the decision for a divorce was now a foregone conclusion.
It took several minutes for Kathy to regain her composure enough to speak to me. She sat on the sofa across from me. She sat there quietly for a moment before she spoke.
"I know this must be a terrible shock to you, Paul. Finding out I have been unfaithful to you. But, I really think you should listen to my explanation before you end our marriage." She tried to speak in a soft loving voice but I just turned my face away from hers.
"Tell me one thing, Kathy. Do you still want to have a sexual relationship with this Karl guy?"
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and simply answered, "Yes."
"Then there is nothing left of our marriage. Since you are the adulterous partner, I will file the divorce papers in the morning. I will seek primary custody of the children. I do not wish to expose my young, impressionable children to an adulterous environment. If you want Karl as your lover, then it will have to be without having custody of the children." My voice had taken on an aggressive tone. It was time to exert my position as the head of the family and the aggrieved husband. Kathy's infidelity may have wounded my ego, but I was not about to roll over and let her have the children.
"Please Paul! Don't do this! I told you I still love you. I don't want a divorce and I especially do not want to have my children taken away from me." Kathy was sobbing and trembling again as the reality of my decision was setting into her mind.
"Your 'I love you' statement is a farce when you also profess your love for another man. Your actions speak louder than any of your words. Your actions tell me I am not the man who can completely satisfy you as a woman. I cannot and will not accept a cuckold position." I hung my head and in a softer voice said. "I want you to pack a suitcase and leave this house immediately. I no longer want to be in the same house with you. You have lost your right to be a resident in this house."
"No, Paul! You can't just throw me out like an old shoe! This is my home. My children and I live here." Kathy was nearly in hysterics as I rose to my feet.
"I live here! I live here with my children! You are an adulterous slut and I won't have you living in same house with us!" I shouted at her as my anger rose inside me. "Now get your clothes packed and leave this house. I'm going to get the kids at Evelyn's and when I get back I don't want to find you in this house."
I walked to the door, turned and said. "I'll be back in a hour. Don't be here. Tell Evelyn where you will be staying and I'll see that you get the rest of your belongings." I closed the door behind me as Kathy continued to beg me to reconsider.
As soon as I walked into the Hunters' house, Todd could see there was something terribly wrong. He had never seen me looking so distraught. "What the hell has happened to you?" Todd asked as he walked over to me.
"Bad shit, Todd. Very bad shit." I said as I leaned against the wall. I rolled my head from side to side slowly as I spoke. "Kathy has gotten herself a lover and she doesn't want to end the affair. It's over for the two of us. I told her to pack some clothes and leave the house. I'll be filing for divorce in the morning."
Todd stood there stunned at the words I had just spoken. There was never any sign that our marriage was in trouble. Just the opposite. Kathy and I appeared to be the ideal married couple with two lovely children.
Just then, Evelyn came around the corner and saw us standing there is shocked silence.
"What's going on here?" Her eyes moved rapidly back and forth from her husband's face to my face.