WHAT!
My wife Amber waited for me as I walked through the door from the garage. Looking around the kitchen I didn't see any pots or pans on the stove or smell the tell-tale aromas of dinner cooking. I noticed that the oven was cold, dark, and empty. I found it strange that Amber didn't have dinner started. We never went out on Friday as we had reserved it for family time. Saturday evening is our normal date night where we go out for dinner and sometimes drinks and dancing. Yet Amber was undressed and, in her robe, something she usually did before she got ready for a night out on the town. The house was unusually quiet. I said, "Where are Jimmy and Amy?"
"They're upstairs doing their homework."
"Are we ordering in pizza or have I forgotten something?" I asked, in a quandary as to what is going on this Friday evening in the Evans household.
"You can order in anything you want." Amber said with ambivalence.
"Well what would you like my dear? Since you do most of the cooking I can order in or I can whip us up something while you relax with a glass of wine."
"Alex, I won't be here. I'm going out tonight." Her voice gave away her excitement at the prospect.
"Who's watching the kids and where are we going? It won't take me long to get ready even though we're moving date night up a day."
She gave me a look of determination though her face revealed a bit of trepidation as well. "Alex, to answer your questions, you are staying home tonight and watching the kids. I didn't move up date night but I'm going on a kind of date with Jonathan Winters. We will still have our date night, tomorrow."
I felt like I had just been hit by a bus as I stood there and looked at my wife with utter disbelief. "What do you mean you are going on a date with another man?" I felt my anger rising with every syllable.
"Just what I said. Jonathan has been after me every day at lunch to go out to dinner and dancing with him and I finally said yes. He is picking me up at 7pm. We are going to the Oak Room and then to the Starlight Club."
"The HELL YOU ARE!" I screamed as my voice rose to a dull roar. What on God's green earth made you think that I would ever be comfortable with agreeing to my wife dating other men! And you've been meeting this asshole for lunch every single day?"
"Jonathan is a nice guy. He is new to town and he doesn't know many people and I befriended him and we have lunch! Big deal!"
"An occasional lunch with a colleague happens. With members of the opposite sex, it shouldn't be just the two of you and most certainly, not every damn day Amber!"
"Oh Alex, grow up! Jonathan said that you would be a real asshole about this and I told him no, my husband is reasonable and doesn't have a jealous bone in his body but I was wrong."
"Amber I'm not jealous. What I am is your HUSBAND! I expected from you a sense of loyalty and fidelity that includes not running to the arms of some would be lothario just because he's nice. I'm sure he told you to ambush me with this rather than sitting down and having a reasonable and rational discussion. You both planned on and decided to blindside me so any objections on my part would be discounted and ignored and passed off as jealousy as if my concerns had no validity!"
'NO! You need to call this "nice guy', a guy "nice" enough to hit on married women and looked to make their husbands a cuckhold." I let the sarcasm drip off the word nice.
"For the sake of our marriage, call him and tell him you must cancel. I'm not going to idly stand by while my wife starts dating!"
She said, "You don't own me or my body!"
I looked her straight in the eyes as I replied, "So, you've decided to fuck him then!" I screamed. "True, I don't own your body. However, you did explicitly state that I had sole use and rights of said body when you uttered 'forsaking all others until death do us part', you remember, our wedding vows? Taken in front of God, family, and friends?"
"Honey, she said taking an unctuous tone, it's only dinner and some dancing!"
"First of all, you're lying through your teeth. Secondly, you've lost the right to call me HONEY! Lastly, not just NO but HELL to the NO! There is no way I'm going to stand for this! Call him and cancel immediately! He has used these "innocent" lunches to stalk and systematically seduce you. I'm sure he has belittled me insisting that I'm someway ignoring you and your needs, that I've mistreated or abused you in some way. I'm sure he told you that I'm undeserving or unworthy of your love, trust, and respect. Come on Amber you're smart enough to see through this!"
"I'm going to out with a friend and that's all. I need to shower and get dressed. I've made up my mind and I deserve to have a night out without you trying to control my every move!"
With that she stormed off heading for the shower. I heard her slam the door to the bedroom. This conversation, hell knock down drag out, isn't over by a long shot. So, I flew up the stairs and went to open the bedroom door only to find it locked. I heard the shower running through the wall and I went to get the key to the door I kept in my desk for emergencies. I returned and unlocked the door. I saw her LBD, lacy black push up bra, and matching panties from Victoria's Secret laid out on the bed and her "come fuck me" pumps beside her dress. On her vanity I see she has a tube of bright red lipstick and her bottle of Xanadu perfume ready to be applied.
I try the bathroom door to find that it is locked as well.
I knocked and yelled, "Amber open this door!"
Nothing. Suddenly a plan forms in my mind. I headed to my closet and got out a suitcase and packed myself some clothes for the weekend. A couple of suits, ties, and work socks and put them in my garment bag. I also packed her dress, undergarments, and shoes with my stuff. I carried the bags downstairs and put them by the door. I grabbed my running shoes and a jacket and sat them with the bag.
I got out my phone and called our babysitter Kelli and told her that if Mrs. Evans called her to sit tonight or tomorrow, to tell her she is busy. I told her that I will pay her double her rate for 8 hours each day. She told me that she is truly busy as she needed to study for a major math test on Monday. Then I phoned my Mom and told her not to answer any calls from my home phone, Amber's cell, or the kid's cell. I explained the problem and I got her word that she won't take the kids from Aber or answer the phone. If Amber showed up, she promised to tell her that Dad is "sick and contagious."
I knew that it would be next to impossible for Amber to find another sitter on Friday evening on such short notice. I went up and talked to my kids. I saw that they were frightened as they heard Amber and I as we screamed at each other. I said, "Kids don't worry! Mom and I had a disagreement over something. Kid's, I must go out of town for work due to an emergency but I will call you every night. Amy don't let your Mom use your phone, if she thinks to ask, tell her you left it in your locker at school. Put it on vibrate because I will call you before bed. The house phone will be temporarily disconnected but I will turn it on before I leave. Just call my cell if you need me for anything and be good for Mom until I get back, okay?" They nodded and I kissed them on the forehead, they hugged me and through tears they promised they would.
I returned downstairs to the living room, rummaged through her purse, and removed her cell phone and her car keys from her key ring. I also took our spare set. I texted the asshole pretending to be Amber and told him he was right about Alex being upset and being a jerk. I told him I would meet him at the Oak Room at 8:15pm. He texted back okay. I told him I needed to get dressed and that he should shut off his phone because Alex got his number and might try to call and harass him. He agreed and telling "me' that he couldn't wait until "I' was in his arms dancing close. I decided to keep her phone as well so I put it in my pocket.
Without a sitter she won't be able leave the house since I now planned to leave before she finished dressing. I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. I disconnected the phone line before I got into my car and backed out of our driveway. I drove around the block before I parked down the street from my house in my friend and neighbor, Jerry Hallstead's driveway as he and Helen are on vacation. I sat patiently as I waited for "Mr. Wonderful" to realize he has been had. I used the time waiting to make a reservation at a nearby motel.
He'll turn his phone back on and call Amber's cell and when he doesn't reach her, he'll take off for here under the guise of worrying that I hurt her or someway held her against her will. Forty-five minutes passed by before I heard a strange ringtone on Amber's phone. I let the call go to voicemail. Having failed to reach her he then sent a text. He wrote, 'U ok? Did the asshole hurt u? I'm on my way.'