I almost forgot to give credit to Blossoming Beloved for some dynamite editing. Any mistakes you find are mine! Be nice in the comments PLEASE. Happy Holidays to one and all.
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Looking at Amanda made him hard. She was so gorgeous! Her skin was a dark chocolate brown, her body the very definition of voluptuous. Her face had the high cheekbones of the women on the cover of fashion magazines. Her lips were full and sensual, like ripe cherries. Joe wanted to kiss those lips.
She took Joe's breath away.
Her breasts were huge and pendulous. Her nipples were hard, with large, round areolas. Her waist was narrow, and her hips flared out to frame a beautiful big ass.
Her hair was done in cornrows and a ponytail. Her dark eyes filled him with emotions he had not felt for a long time. She was so far out of his league it wasn't funny. She was, in his mind, absolutely perfect.
She had asked him to marry her, although neither of them were divorced yet! He was shocked. He thought he must be dreaming. Things like this never happened to him.
He reached out and put his hand on her waist. It felt right.
"Why are you touching the goods, mister? You want something?" she asked, smiling. "Yeah, I do, " he said, "YOU!" He kissed her like a man possessed, and she responded in kind. He was obviously crazy about her, and she was feeling the same way about him. The passion between them grew quickly.
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Determined to start his life fresh without his cheating wife Cheryl, Joe went to his bank, and took out half of their joint savings. He went down the street to a different bank, and opened a new account in his name only. He cancelled all of his and his cheating wife's joint credit cards, and opened one card just for him, then he accompanied Amanda as she did similar banking chores.
They started looking for a lawyer, which they found shortly through the recommendation of a trusted friend, and then met with a private investigator. They needed the PI for their plan to work. Joe went back to his house to get a few things. He'd half expected to catch the bitch cheating again, but she was at work. He got some shirts and suits. Some important papers. His passport. And, of course, his camera. He went down to the laundry, where he found some fancy underwear covered in what looked like cum stains. He put it into a plastic bag, and brought it to the lab his PI had recommended. Joe opened his wife's laptop and found it wasn't even locked. He found hundreds of messages between Cheryl and her lover and forwarded them to his account. Reading them was like a knife to his heart. She surely despised him from what he read. How could she even look at him? He had made love to her on many of the dates he saw. He wondered if he had been in another man's drippings. The thought revolted him. He wanted to vomit. He had eaten her out on some of the dates of the messages. Now he really wanted to throw up. He had apparently eaten another man's sperm. He was distraught. He wanted to kill her.
She was pure evil. What the fuck had he done to deserve such deceit, such hatred, such betrayal? He didn't know. He had loved her so much, and now his heart was dead.
From the dates in his wife's calendar, he was able to make a rough timeline. Apparently they* had been talking for ten months. They had met in the gym. It looked like they had been fucking for two months. It was hard to pinpoint what happened exactly when. But it was obvious they had been lovers for quite some time.
He mourned his marriage. It was gone, dead and buried. He hated himself for loving her. She had moved on, it was only a matter of time when she would have told him. He just found out a bit sooner than her plans. All he had left were the kids...
The KIDS! WERE THEY EVEN HIS CHILDREN? The horror went through him again. Fuck it. He loved his kids no matter what. He prayed they were his progeny, but he had raised them, loved them, and would love them until he died.
Unable to read any more, Joe texted his wife that he was flying to Chicago for a fire at the plant that took place several hours ago. Joe was responsible to fix it. He was the company troubleshooter. He was expected to get everything back up and running. There was an element of truth here. There was a fire, but he had made a dozen calls. He got everything done and fixed, all from a cell phone and good memory. His boss loved him! He got results and fast.
So the boss had all the secretaries told to say he was out of town to fix a fire. Who knew when he would be back?
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The next couple of days went by quickly. Amanda told her husband she had her period. And then she said her mom was sick, and when he declined accompanying her to her mother's, Amanda checked into a hotel.
Their trap was laid, and soon they would have more video proof courtesy of the PI. The truth was going to come out.
The following week was Joe's wedding anniversary, and he knew his kids were planning a party. He had to come clean with his kids if the plan was going to work.
He called them up in a three way call. He dreaded the conversation he would have.
His son Brad spoke first, "Dad, what's this emergency call. The dean's office actually pulled me out of class."
"Same with me, the assistant dean got me. What gives?" His daughter Lisa asked.
"I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it... Your mother is having an affair. Apparently, it's not her first affair either." His voice wavered with emotion.
"I have decided that I'm going to divorce her. I have a lawyer and private investigator."
