He couldn't believe what he was seeing but there was no disputing the truth.
Right there -- in the middle of their marriage bed lay a naked black man sporting a huge erection. Which would be bad enough in itself, but the fact that his equally naked loving wife of five years was sitting next to the guy stroking that huge cock of his made things a helluvalot worse.
She looked up and noticed him standing in the doorway.
"Oh hi honey," she greeted him smiling. "Great to see you. And you're just in time too."
"Diane? What the FUCK is this?"
"You mean, who the fuck? Well this is Trey."
The man in the bed nodded lazily, "Yo."
"And Trey, this is my husband Burt..."
"I don't give a flying fuck who the asshole is Diane. I wanna know what the hell he's doing in our goddamned bed!"
"I'll get to that in a moment honey. But first..."
Diane snapped her fingers and Burt felt a strong hand on each shoulder.
"Ok guys. You know what to do," she commanded.
Burt was lead politely but firmly to the far corner of the bedroom by two NFL-sized guys in rent-a-cop uniforms and forced down on a chair. This didn't exactly help his mood and never a man to suffer in silence he let his feelings be known loudly.
"Burt honey. Please bear with me. I will explain in a second. And yelling at the men is pointless, cause they are under orders. I'm the one who has organized everything so if you need to cast blame on somebody, blame me."
"YOU CAN BET YOUR CHEATING WORTHLESS STINKING CUNT I BLAME YOU..."
"Burt! Calm down or I'll have you tasered till you do."
Burt noticed that both gorillas carried Tasers in their belts and shut up. Revenge would come later. Oh yeah! Revenge would come.
"Thanks honey." Diane said. "I need you to pay attention cause today you have an important decision to make. In fact, it's probably the most important decision of your entire life. So for your own sake please stay as calm and as focused as possible. I know you're angry, but you will have to postpone the raging. Please."
"I'll do my best," Burt growled. "But you'd better realize that you're in serious shit Diane. Regardless of what you have planned, we're most likely heading for a court of law based on what has just happened here."
Diane smiled.
"And what exactly HAS happened Burt?"
"Oh just minor stuff like detaining me against my will, discovering my wife in bed with a stranger, being threatened with a weapon..."
"I see nobody being detained around here," Diane remarked. "How about you guys?"
All three men shook their heads in unison. "Nobody's being detained here Mrs. Dewalt."
"See what I mean Burt? So would the police, so please cut the posturing and focus on the matter at hand."
"Which is?" Burt asked sourly.
"Kids," Diane replied.
"Kids?"
"Yep."
"But we haven't got any kids."
"Exactly honey!"
"I still don't get it Diane. Please cut the Wheel Of Fortune bullshit and make your fucking point before I cut off that guys schlong and beat the crap out of you with it."
"As you wish honey. Remember before we got engaged? When we talked about our dreams, goals and ambitions? Usually after we had sex."
"Yeah," Burt answered still not sure where she was going.
"Your dream was travelling the world and making a career in business. Since you are currently on the fast track to a seat on the board of dads company and we have travelled extensively all over the world for the past four years, will you agree that I have accommodated your dreams to the best of my abilities?"
"Come on Diane! We were travelling together, as a couple. You had as much fun as I did."
"I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy myself honey. But I had another dream too. Do you remember what that was?"
"Erhm... well..."
"BURT! I can't believe you!" Diane said angrily. "Did you even listen to anything I said back then?"
"Well," Burt stammered. "We were having sex and I... fuck Diane! How the hell am I supposed remember every piece of pillow-talk we had half a decade ago?"
Diane sighed exasperated, "Men!"
"Ok honey. Please let me enlighten you then. I told you -- repeatedly, I might add - that my goal for the future is building a family. I won't end my life as an ageing socialite who never grew up. If you expected me to be content with partying my life away for dads money; boy did you marry the wrong billionaire heiress."
"But we have time Diane. Let's enjoy life while we are young. We can always settle down later."
"NO!" Diane barked angrily.
"YARRRRH!" Trey screamed. "MY BALLS! You just hammered your fist down on my fucking balls!"
"Oh sorry Trey. I didn't mean to do that." Diane excused flustered.
Burt smiled; served that asshole right!
"Anyway, I'm not prepared to wait any longer Burt. We have lived the jet set life for four years now and it's time to move on. I'm twenty-seven and I want four kids. That could take like five years, and I'm not gonna be an old mom."
"That's not your decision to make Diane. We need to discus it as a couple. Maybe I don't agree with your time table and you do need my help to make kids."
Diane smiled happily.
"This is where you are wrong honey. You can decide whether YOU want to have kids or not, but you have neither the right nor the power to decide for ME."
"I'm warning you Diane. If you try to have your gorillas force me or trick me I'll go get a vasectomy a.s.a.p. I'm serious. I won't be held hostage and dictated terms by my own wife in my own home!"