I came home only an hour after I had left. When I got to work this morning I found that the job had been canceled and I wasn't needed. I expected to find the house empty. As I was leaving for work, my husband Seth was also leaving, taking our son to the babysitter and then heading off to work later.
I walked in the door, kicked off my shoes, and dropped my bag and jacket by the door. I grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen and headed upstairs to the bedroom. The door was shut, but I thought it was just to keep the cat out. As I approached the door I thought I heard noises from the bedroom. Was it... panting? Moaning?
Quickly, I threw the door open. There, on my bed was my husband. He had a woman riding him. I recognized her. She was his coworker. They didn't even seem to notice me. She just continued to hump him, her head back moaning and her titties bouncing. My husband had his hands on her hips. His eyes slowly left this woman's chest to the door where I stood with my mouth hanging open.
The glass of water in my hand fell to the ground and shattered on the hard wood floor. My heart felt as if it had been that glass, now in pieces on the floor. The woman startled at the sound of the glass breaking. She turned quickly to see me, but she didn't seem afraid. Both of their expressions seemed as if they were glad they had been caught.
"Honey, you're home!" Seth Said sweetly. He pushed the woman off of him and came towards me.
I felt like I was frozen in place. My mind was still trying to process everything. Seth and I had been married five years. In a way, I felt as if I deserved this. I had cheated on him once, but that was before we were married. I couldn't imagine him cheating on me now. We were happy.
"Baby, step away from that broken glass," he grabbed my arm and led me into the room. "I don't want you getting hurt." The irony of this statement brought tears to my eyes. I want to scream at him but I also just wanted to run and hide. I still couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt very detached.
"Anne," he addressed me, trying to bring me back to the situation. "You remember Heather?" He introduced us as if we were at a cocktail party. Heather smiled and waved from the bed.
Seth wrapped his arms around me from behind and slowly started unbuttoning my dress shirt. He kissed down the side of my neck. I closed my eyes and leaned against him. I took a deep breath, drinking in his scent. But there was something else. Heather's scent was on him!
Her scent outraged me and pulled me out of the frozen detached state that I was in.
"What the hell are you doing?" I screamed. I pushed away from Seth. I was shaking, I was so angry. I tried to button my shirt back up but my fingers just couldn't seem to figure out the buttons. Tears streamed down my face as I continued to yell at Seth. "Are you cheating on me? How long have you been fucking her? You're doing this in our bed! How could you?"
They didn't seem fazed. In fact, they seemed amused.
"Come here, baby." Seth pulled me towards him.
"No!"
"Well, if you want to do this the hard way," Seth grabbed me by the shirt and pulled until the remaining buttons popped off. I struggled against him as he easily slipped the shirt from my arms and then took my bra off of me with the same ease. He reached for my pants, but I squirmed out of his reach, tripping and falling to the floor. Before I knew it, Seth was on top of me. I was on my stomach and he had my hands behind my back.
