Dan woke at 4:00 without the aid of an alarm. His schedule at the hospital had adjusted his sleep patterns so his body knew precisely when to wake. Reaching his hand over to the other side of the queen sized bed, he knew it would be empty but still he dared to hope. Deb had only spent a couple of late nights at his place but had never spent the whole night. He understood but still felt a bit lonely waking without her.
Surprising him the way she did thrilled him. She was perfect in the pretend role of the high priced call girl but of course he knew she was worth so much more. Over the previous months he had come to deeply care about her, even to the point of telling her that he loved her. He came close a few times but stopped short of actually saying it, knowing it would be the fastest way to push her away. Deb was sweet and loving toward him but she reminded him often that she was married and nothing was going to change that.
Dan chided himself, "Enough daydreaming! Time to get moving."
After he showered and dressed, Dan stood at the fish tank, feeding them. His eyes drifted to the window where he and Deb had made love just a few hours before. He could make out her handprints and a smudge where her forehead rested against the glass. Shaking his head at their daring positioning, he smiled at the memory. She surprised him so often with adventurous ideas and he loved the time he had with her.
A quick bite to eat and he was out the door. Before getting in his car he stood and looked up at his bedroom windows. 'Yep,' he thought, 'anyone who drove by or walked in the park would have been treated to quite a show last night.' He briefly thought about ordering shades or curtains but he knew she would only refuse to use them. Once that woman got something in her mind, he had no chance of changing it. He smiled as he drove off, hoping that no one would complain about the lovemaking in his window.
Deb woke at 6:00 with a horrible headache. For a moment she was fuzzy on the details of the early morning, but then recalled it clearly. After slumping to the floor in shock, Scott had gathered her up and placed her on the couch. He covered her with a blanket, talking softly as he tried to calm her. After a while her sobbing stopped and she seemed more coherent.
Scott sat on the edge of the couch, placed his hand on her leg and said, "Deb, I'm going to leave for now. I need some time to think and to be alone. Please don't call me or come into work for a couple of days. We'll talk but I'm just not ready right now."
Deb weakly begged him to stay, to let her explain, but he walked to the front door and turned around to say, "I love you, Deb. I'll let you know what I'm ready to talk about this." She was crying softly as he closed the door behind him. Deb sobbed into her hands as she replayed the past four months. Was it exciting? Yes. Was it mind-blowing sex? Yes. But was it worth it? Absolutely not. Finally sweet sleep found her and she didn't have to think for a while.
As Scott drove away from the house, tears stung his eyes. His mind replayed the past series of events as he drove aimlessly.
For a few months he just attributed her renewed sense of sexual adventure to hormones or a mid-life crisis. He enjoyed the change although his cock sometimes was almost raw after so much oral attention. He just wasn't used to being pampered but he sure enjoyed it while it lasted. Figuring it would pass, he just took advantage of the situation and lavished attention on her too. After all, he truly loved Deb and would do anything to please her.
Then one night after a particularly long session of 69'ing with Deb, she cried out, "Oh, Dan!" as she ground her pussy against his face and came. Surprisingly, she didn't even realize the mistake, she just kept moving on him until he exploded in her mouth a few seconds later. She lapped up the cum and sucked every last drop from him before climbing off and snuggling up to his side. He lay there, basking in the glow of cumming but confused about what she had yelled. At the moment he didn't mention it and she was oblivious to it, it seemed.
The incident nagged at Scott until he accepted that he had to do some investigating. Cell phone records were easy to access so he started with those. Sure enough, there were calls between Deb and an unknown number on a regular basis. Learning about the man on the other end of those phone calls was easy enough. Dan Bentz was studying medicine at the University. His picture on the website showed him to be a very good looking young man with a great smile. Scott shook his head, remembering that he had placed that million dollar smile on Dan's face many years before. Dan had been their son's friend from high school and Scott had vague memories of him spending time at their house. He found where Dan lived and began to drive by the apartment once in a while, hoping to get a look at his wife's lover.
There was no doubt in Scott's mind that Dan and Deb were lovers. He wasn't naïve although he would admit to being blind when it came to his love for Deb. Now that his eyes were opened, however, he was seeing things painfully clearly, and knew he would have to act on the information, and soon.
On the next Thursday afternoon, Scott informed Deb of an important meeting he needed to attend in Miami. He told her he would fly out on the following Monday evening and return a few days later. They spent an enjoyable weekend together although at times it was hard for Scott to pretend that everything was normal. By the time Monday evening rolled around, he was ready to leave. Kissing her goodbye as he left for the airport, he searched her face for any sign of deception. He was amazed that she could continue to look at him with that lovely Deb face, completely innocent and sweet.
Scott checked into a hotel not far from her lover's apartment. On Tuesday at noon he parked himself on a bench just beyond the trees that fronted the street in front of Dan's building. He had his iPad and phone to keep him occupied but he barely glanced at them, instead focusing on the apartment building across the street. All afternoon he alternated walking the paths and sitting on the bench as he watched for Dan and/or Deb. No sign of either of them until after 8:00 that evening when Dan parked his car and ran up the steps to his apartment. Lights illuminated the rooms for a while and Scott could clearly see that Dan was very much alone.
When the lights completely went out in Dan's apartment at 10:00, Scott decided to go get something to eat. As he sat alone in the restaurant of the hotel, he began to doubt himself, wondering if he had jumped to the wrong conclusions. What if she wasn't cheating on him after all? The thought relieved him for a moment but he highly doubted it and again that nagging feeling began to eat away at him. Leaving most of his dinner on the plate, Scott left the hotel and walked quickly through the park. Just as he got to the familiar bench, Scott spotted Deb's car as she parked in front of Dan's building. Stunned, he watched Deb get out of her car and walk up the steps.
Scott took note that she let herself into the building with a key. Large windows allowed him to watch her run up the steps in her long coat and high heels. For a few minutes, she was out of sight and his imagination began running at full speed. Then a small light shone in a window and Scott could see the backs of their heads as they talked while sitting on the couch. The little he could see confirmed his suspicions. He moved to stand beside a tree, hidden in the dark as he watched them begin to kiss. Anger and jealousy rose in him but he also felt a sense of disappointment that he couldn't see more. He wanted to be fully armed when he confronted her. He wanted to see what they did and the fact that most of it was hidden from him was driving him insane.
After a time, they got up and moved into another room. The sight of Deb moving naked through another man's apartment moved him in a way he didn't understand. He thought, I should be screaming and pounding on the door to stop them, not getting turned on at the sight. A lamp softly illuminated the room and soon he saw Deb standing in the window. She was completely bare as she placed her palms against the glass. Dan came up behind her and the long windows allowed Scott to watch her lean over slightly, lifting her ass to meet him. Scott's breathing quickened as he saw Dan grope her round breasts and press into her pussy. He couldn't see everything but his mind was filling in the details perfectly. His own cock stiffened and throbbed but Scott wouldn't touch it. Stroking it to the view of his wife being fucked by another man just felt wrong, although he couldn't control what his dick did on it's own.
Of course, Scott couldn't hear anything from the apartment but he could see the ecstasy on their faces as they thrust into each other. Deb's mouth was wide and he could imagine her grunting with each hard thrust. Dan moved his hands between her neck and her boobs as he forcefully fucked her, his mouth on the back and side of her neck. Jealousy and anger burned in Scott but he couldn't stop himself from watching while his cock throbbed in his pants. After a time his hard cock released a huge load and his briefs were quickly soaked. Guilt and confusion followed but he pushed those emotions aside as he continued to watch the spectacle above him.
Eventually their movements slowed and they turned away from the window. Scott continued to wait, watching for them to return. After 30 minutes he decided they were probably in the bed together. He then made the decision to go home and wait for her.
The confrontation, if it could be called that, was brief once Deb fell to the floor. As angry as he was at her, he couldn't stand the sight of her in such pain so he rushed to care for her. Being her protector and rescuer was what he had been for a very long time and he wasn't ready to give that up.
