The Consequences of Infidelity

My name is Henry McAlister though I'm called Hank. My Dad named me after Henry Aaron, his favorite ballplayer. My father, John was a surgeon and my Mom Karen was an RN for many years. I have been married to my Mallory for 12 years and I have a boy Bobby 9 and a girl Jena 8.

I am a physician and have my own family medicine practice. I have about 150 patients and my practice is still growing. In fact I added a couple of doctors, a PA, a nurse and two medical technicians and an office manager and receptionist to meet the need within our community.

I am 39 about 6'1 195. I work out regularly and eat right so I am able to run competitive times in 5k races which I run several times a year.

Mallory is 34, 5'6", 120lbs, 34 C tits with puffy pale pink areola and small pink nipples. She has long sandy blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Despite having two kids she has managed to keep her figure thanks to Zumba twice a week.

We met during a sorority social when I was in my second year of medical school and she was a sophomore working on her bachelor's in marketing. Her parents are Gunnar and Helga Halstrom. My parents, Dr. John and Emma Kennedy McAlister were killed when their small plane crashed while doing missionary work in Peru.

Out of college she got a job with Kenner and Associates and her position is strictly 9-5 Monday through Friday. I am a board certified surgeon but I gave up the operating room and opted for private practice so we could have a family life instead of me being on call and having unpredictable and sometimes insane hours which is the life of a surgeon.

I grew up with my father away most of the time saving lives. He missed many milestones in my life including my high school graduation and the rehearsal dinner before our wedding. I didn't want to raise my children as an absentee father.

I have privileges at the local hospital so I take a couple of days each year and perform surgery on my patients that need it just to keep up with my skills. I also keep up with the latest through colleagues and medical journals.

As a result I am able to coach my son's little league team as well as help my wife with my daughter's Girl Scout patrol meetings at our home. We have dinner together every night and we have or at least I thought we had a really good and happy life.

That is until Mal, that's what I call her, met Marie Duval who joined her firm three months ago. After two weeks Mal was raving about her new friend and how she was so interesting and cosmopolitan. They started having lunch together every day. My practice keeps me busy so it is rare that I have time to meet my wife for lunch.

However, I had taken the day off to perform some minor surgery for a couple of my patients early in the morning and I finished earlier than I anticipated because one of the patients had fell ill with a fever so I could not operate on them safely.

So the procedure was canceled. Since I had already scheduled the day off at the office I decided that I would surprise my wife and take her to lunch; and perhaps have the opportunity to meet the enchanting Ms. Duval.

I arrived at my wife's office 15 minutes before lunch and I asked her assistant Beth, "Is Mallory free?"

Beth replied, "She's on a call but should be finished in a couple of minutes."

I said, "Thanks Beth, good to see you again." I took a seat and waited for Mal to finish her call.

About 10 minutes later Beth said, "Her call is finished and she will be heading out to lunch soon."

I asked, "Is she free?" I know that occasionally she has lunch with clients.

Beth checked her appointment book and said, "No she has nothing scheduled. She usually has lunch with Ms. Duval, but I'm sure she can cancel for the handsome doctor."

I replied, "Great. I had a rare day off so I came to surprise her and take out to lunch."

Beth said, "You can go in now Dr. McAlister."

So I opened the door to her office and said, "Hi babe, surprise, I have come to take my lovely wife to lunch." Mal's eyes were suddenly wide open like a deer caught in the headlights, suddenly blinded and confused as to what to do.

She looked annoyed and appeared to, it seemed to me, resent my unwelcome intrusion. "Hank, what are you doing here? I thought you had surgeries today." Mal asked her displeasure evident in the tone of her voice.

I said a bit dejected, "I had to postpone my second surgery due to a low grade fever." I had scheduled to have the whole day off and I thought I would surprise my wife and take her out to lunch."

Mal replied, "You caught me off guard. I told you that I have lunch with Marie Duval every day. Now I will have to cancel at the last minute and that's so rude."

I said, "Why not have her join us? It would give me a chance to meet your friend."

Mal suddenly looked at a loss for words and seemed to be thinking of something to say. She finished rolling her eyes to the side and said, "That wouldn't work because we are meeting some clients. Mal was scrambling and quickly added, guess she can handle them but I hate to leave her hanging on such short notice. She let out an audible sigh and said with some disdain, I'll just call and cancel."

I had asked Beth, and she told me she was free. Mallory just lied to me. I was thinking, what the fuck is going on? I got the hint and it was not as subtle as she believed it to be. In fact it hit me like a freight train.

She would rather have lunch with her friend rather than me, even though opportunities to have lunch together are rarer than a blue moon. Also, it seems that I am not welcome into their precious inner circle. Both bothered me more than I let on.

So I told her, "No. I get it. I'm rude and obtrusive coming here out of the blue. Keep your lunch date. I'll see you later."

I spun around and bolted out of the door while she was shouting, "Hank wait, it's not like that, please come back!"

I ran down the hallway and took the stairs so she couldn't catch me before I exited the building. By the time she took the elevator and made it outside I was driving out of the parking area. As I drove out I was seething, and I said, "Fuck her and fuck her friend too!"

I decided to be a stereotypical doctor and headed to the club to have lunch and a round of golf. I felt the urge to hit something hard. I got lucky and was able to round out a foursome with some other doctors who play regularly on Wednesdays. Their regular fourth was called to an emergency.

Al Shapiro was an urologist that I referred patients to when they needed a specialist. Al saw me at the bar and said, "Hello Hank. What are you doing here? I never see you at the club during business hours."

I told him about my canceled surgery and a rare day off.

He said, "I thought you would use the time to take your lovely wife out to lunch rather than hang out here. You're a lucky man, you have a beautiful wife."

I told him of how I tried but I interfered because I caught her off guard, client meeting etc. So I joined Al, Ben Simon and Alex Simmons for lunch and golf. I had a good round we were playing for $50 a hole. I won 11 of 18 and took Al, Ben, and Alex for $550 each and they were amazed at my drives as I had never hit a ball so far in all of my life.

I didn't leave the club until 6pm and I knew that Mallory would be seething. I let my emotions get the better of me and that would change in the future but, I was lied to and something is not right with this situation at work and I resolved to get to the bottom of it.

First, I had to pay the price for today and I will probably get the cold shoulder for a week before this all blows over, providing I don't piss her off anymore.

I pulled into the garage and went inside. Mallory was putting supper on for the kids. I said hello to everyone and hugged Jena and Bobby. I went to give Mallory a kiss on the cheek but she turned away so I sat down. There was the usual chatter from the kids about their day. There was silence between us. After an evening of checking homework, preparing snacks and some television, I settled the kids into bed at 9pm and I went back down to the living room. Mal had shut off the television and I knew she was ready to talk, scream, or whatever.

Mel said, "Hank, why did you take off like that? It was so childish. I told you I would cancel my lunch date."

I replied, "What do you mean take off like that? You told me it was a business lunch and I did not want to interfere where your career is concerned. I took off so you wouldn't cancel on my account. I could tell you were annoyed and taken a bit aback by my showing up unannounced. So I decided to go to the club for lunch and Al Shapiro needed someone to round out their foursome so I played golf and had a drink afterwards before I came home. I didn't think I was being childish! I thought I was making it easier for you."

I couldn't help myself, and I added, "Gee, your pissed I showed up and you're pissed that I left. I seem to be a schmuck, damned if I do and damned if I don't."

Mallory was quiet for a moment before she said, "Hank you're not a schmuck. You're right, I just got caught off guard and I was running late for my lunch meeting and Marie was already there with the clients. I should have handled it better, but I was stressed out dealing with another client's problem just before you arrived and landing those other clients is a priority for the firm."

Her explanation seemed rehearsed though she had several hours to think of what she was going to say. I wasn't ready to reveal that I had caught her in a lie. I had to investigate the matter further and I did not want her to know I was on the scent.

I said, "Are we good Mal, and is there anything wrong? Is there something I'm not doing that I should be doing?"

She suddenly had a look of guilt followed by a look of concern on her face and she answered, "God no baby. Everything is fine. You're the best husband a girl could have. I love you Hank. It seems we had some misunderstanding that's all. Even though it's not technically a fight, how about some make up sex? Come on baby; let me show you how much I love you."

She came over and passionately kissed me and she throatily whispered into my ear, "I'm so fucking horny, I'd do it right here if I wasn't afraid one of the kids might come down."

I followed her up to the bedroom and as soon as I closed the door she was taking off her clothes like they were on fire. Then she started removing mine and throwing things on the floor with reckless abandon.

I said, "Hey slow down. Don't throw my $1500 suit on the floor. I don't usually where something that expensive unless I am going to the hospital for a day of surgeries and formal occasions.

With a bit of a huff she picked up my suit and placed it on a hanger in the closet. She asked, "There, satisfied?"

I replied, "Thank you. I'm sorry, I just didn't want to risk having it get dirty or damaged on the floor. I'm sorry if I ruined the mood. No, I was right earlier; I'm a schmuck, nothing but a damned schmuck."

Mal said, "No baby, you're not a schmuck and I overreacted a bit. It's okay, it's that I 'm just so hot for you that I got a bit carried away with enthusiasm that's all. Let mama show you how much."

My cock is 7'' but it is thick and usually Mel warms up by licking the head and she has never tried to get it all in her mouth. All of a sudden Mel was attacking my cock. She slid up and down then with one push she took my cock down her throat.

Gagged and slid up until she was up to about 5" in her throat. I never knew that that extra inch of depth would feel so good. I haven't had a proper blow job since Amy Jo Brennan back in college. Amy Jo was what today would be described as a friend with benefits or a fuck buddy.

Mel reached down and rubbed my balls as she continued to lick and suck my dick and I soon felt the urge and I warned her I was about to cum, as she didn't ever let me cum in her mouth. However, instead of pulling my cock from her mouth she just slid up using her tongue on frenulum.

Then she started sucking on the head while licking underneath, her lips formed a tight seal around my prick as I cried out, "I cumming!"

She held me in her mouth as I sent rope after rope of my seed down into her waiting mouth and she kept swallowing and didn't miss a drop. After I came I thought she would pull off but instead she kept me in her mouth and continued to suck me hard.

Then she pulled off and said, "Fuck me baby!" Mel never used the word fuck in the bedroom; she said that she makes love to her husband.

It was out of character. She believed that just 'fucking' was vulgar and disrespectful, it was whores and sluts did. However, the little head was doing all of the thinking at the time so as she spread her legs wide I mounted her. I rubbed the head up and down her slit which was soaking wet, making sure I hit her clit with some pressure.

She finally screamed, "Stop teasing me!! Please fuck me now!!"

I drew back and a moved as if I was going to thrust into her. However, I stopped when I penetrated with just the head. She was delirious with frustration as I continued to tease her and edge her.

Then without warning I thrust into her balls deep." Mal screamed, "Oh God, I'm cumming!!

I watched her as she continued to orgasm as I thrust in and out of her until she begged me to stop, saying, "Oh Hank, I can't take anymore, too sensitive!"

So I sat there for a few minutes completely inside her without moving. Then I started to kiss her softly as I slowly and deliberately made love to her. Finally, I was ready to cum a second time and as I stroked in and out of her slippery wet pussy she had her 3rd orgasm and we both climaxed together.

We lie there on the bed still and silent for a few minutes. Mel finally rolled toward me and said, "That was mind blowing! I need to take a shower, want to join me and wash my back?"

I answered, "Sure babe." I started the water running as she got some towels and a washcloth out. We got into the shower and the hot jets of water felt good after what was the most vigorous sex of our entire marriage. Mel put her back toward me signaling she was ready to get washed. I put body wash on the cloth and I began to soap Mel's shoulders and then I reached around and soaped her breasts, her belly and then I gently washed her pussy.

She said, "The shower feels so good." After I washed her front I washed her back and her beautiful ass. I stepped aside and let her get fully under the shower to let her rinse off. She turned to me and placed a quick light kiss on my lips.

Then she asked, "Did you enjoy it baby?"

I told her that, "You were a tiger tonight! While I enjoyed the raw animalistic fucking at the beginning, I most enjoyed making slow and tender love to you at the end and that was the most satisfying."

For a moment I saw a look of disappointment on her face as she slowly replied, "Me too."

With that she stepped out of the shower leaving me to wash myself. By the time I finished she was already in bed and was asleep or pretending to be asleep, I wasn't sure. I went right to sleep. I awoke and rose early as I needed to get into the office and catch up with my patient notes having missed yesterday.

I made a cup of coffee and put it in a travel mug, toasted a bagel and put some hazelnut cream cheese on it. I grabbed my briefcase, my breakfast, and headed out to the garage. I opened the door and backed out. As I was driving I began to assess the events of last night.

Mallory was completely out of character. In the 14 years we have been together she has never been as aggressive or as dismissive of our love and for the first time in my life with Mal, I didn't feel that connection, that union of body and soul that should exist between a husband and wife. I was there but at the end of our coupling, it seemed to me that Mal was just going along to humor me.

The red flags were popping up and I felt surrounded. My 'Spidey sense was tingling' as I knew that this curiously strange behavior exhibited by my wife had to do with her relationship with one Marie Duval. I decided that I need to get some help to find out what is going on with my wife and get to the bottom of this quickly. I just couldn't shake the feeling that she was slipping away from me. I had to compartmentalize my private life for a few hours as I had patients who needed me to be focused on their health and well-being.

I had a routine day, busy but uneventful which makes it a good day for a doctor. After I saw my last patient I called another patient of mine Andy McPherson. Andy is a private investigator.

I heard a hello over the phone and I said, "Hello, Andy?"

The voice replied, "Let me get my Dad, who's calling please?"

I told him that, "This is Dr. McAlister."

A minute passed by before I heard a voice say, "Hey Doc, this is Andy. Is there something wrong?"

I could hear the worry in his voice and I realized that his wife had just visited the office on Tuesday. So I quickly replied, "No Andy, I'm sorry to worry you. I just pulled up Nancy's chart and everything is fine, nothing to worry about."

I heard him let out a long sigh before saying, "Whew! That's great news. Did you call just to let us know?"

I replied, "No Andy, sorry, it is a business matter and I'm wondering if you have time to meet me tomorrow, say 10am at Trudy's Café out on Route 11?"

Andy replied, "That's a bit out of the way."

I answered, "Yeah, sorry, it's just that I want to keep people from finding out that I'm having an investigation being conducted."

Andy replied, "I understand. Can you tell me a bit about it?"

I replied, "I would rather not talk about it over the phone, sorry to leave you hanging."

Andy said, "That's okay Doc. When my Meghan needed surgery and I was short of cash you forgave my portion of the payment and got the hospital to give me an affordable payment plan. You helped me keep food on the table and kept me out of bankruptcy."

I replied, "I was glad to do it Andy. I'll let you get back to the family and I'll see you tomorrow at 10?"

Andy replied, "I will be there Doc, goodbye."

After he hung up I called my partners and told them I needed a day off to plan a surprise for my wife and to keep it quiet as I did not want it to get back to her that I was playing hooky and make her suspicious. I was all set for my meeting with Andy tomorrow so I finished up, locked the door on my way out and headed home.

I arrived at Trudy's 15 minutes early and I ordered some eggs, toast, coffee and orange juice. Andy arrived as I was placing my order so I asked, "Want some breakfast?"

Andy replied, "Just coffee thanks." The server went to place my order and came back with two mugs and pot of coffee and she filled them and went to refresh the cups of her other customers.

Andy said, "Okay Doc why are we here?"

I began, "First, Andy thanks for meeting me. I need your services." I began to tell him about the events that had transpired so far. The server brought my plate and juice. Another sever refilled our coffee.

I quickly devoured my breakfast, they really do make a mean breakfast here. I told Andy, "I need you to do two things for me. First I need you to do a deep dive into Marie Duval. I want to know everything possible about this woman who seems to have such great influence over my wife. Second, I need to have someone observe these lunch meetings. I need to know what they are discussing and whom, if anyone else, they are having lunch with."

Andy looked at me with surprise and compassion. He replied, "I owe you Doc. I'll get you what you asked. I've got people who specialize in this type of clandestine surveillance."

I asked, "Andy what are your rates?"

He said, "Normally I get a $500 retainer and $100 per hour plus expenses for each investigator I have in the field. I will only need one person for this job. However, for you Doc this is pro bono."