Betrayal, a word you never think of 'til it happens to you. The dictionary defines it as the action of betraying one's country, a group, or a person; treachery.
Treachery, yeah that's more of what I feel it is. As I said, no one really thinks of it 'til it happens to you.
Ok, to get everyone up to date, I am John Trumbel, six-foot, athletic build, chiseled chin. Sounds good to me right? If you ask my supposed loyal wife nothing could be further from the truth. In her words, I was boring, especially in bed.
I'm sorry I wasn't raised by prostitutes, trained in every nuance of lovemaking. Ok, ok, so I'm not the most romantic, passionate man alive. I do care, again my wife, says I am so far from a romantic I am just plain pitiful.
I mean come on, I work my ass off to make sure we can live a good life. At the end of the day love, beyond a kiss and a hug, goes past my endurance. I even started at the gym to try and build that up, no dice.
So here I am coming home early from the gym feeling somewhat down. I figured I'd surprise her, that was 'til I walked in the front door to the sound of passionate moaning. I followed the sound thinking it wasn't who or what I thought it was.
If there was something going on I wanted to have proof before I started accusing. Peeking around the corner into our bedroom, I was shocked to see not only my wife but her sister also.
Both were naked on top of each other rubbing their vaginas together at a furious pace. I wanted to step into the room, though the shock was keeping me stock still.
I know that when we met, my wife was slightly bi-sexual, mistakenly I thought that after she met me that ended. Hell, I couldn't have been more wrong.
My wife is damn gorgeous though her younger sister was in a league above her. All I could do was stare at the sheer beauty of both women pleasuring each other.
I swear I could have watched them for hours, then the anger started to set in. How dare that bitch betray me like this! (yeah I know there's that word) That's when I heard my wife state, "Oh god Terri! So good, a hell of a lot better than John has ever been."
I tensed up, that sounded like she was ready to bow out of our marriage. As I clenched my hands into fists I still resisted the urge to barge in possibly strangling the both of them. No, I needed to think this through before I did something completely stupid. Then again after what I just saw I was feeling stupid already.
My beautiful blond wife, plus her more-than-equally beautiful sister. Rolling around on our bed tasting each other to their mutual pleasure. To see them without knowing, you might swear that they were almost twins. I myself had mistaken my sister in law Terri, for my wife Kim on numerous times from the back.
Then there was the fact that, before I had fallen for my wife, I had lusted after her sister hard. Unfortunately, she had been married at the time, though at the time I hadn't known that her mate was as sick as he was.
That was several years ago, with his passing over two years ago, I had watched her withdraw. Her once bubbly, cheerful personality had recessed to the point that she seemed a completely different person.
Shit ok, now I was torn, on the one hand, my bitch wife was betraying me. (Yeah I know THAT word again) Then there was my sister in law, who was showing more emotion than she had in the last few years.
There had to be something I could do, some way that I could make my bitch of a wife pay for this. Here I thought that both of us were happy, well as happy as we could be. I worked like a dog for her, why in the hell had she turned on me?
As I thought back over the last few years there had to be signs. Was I just too stupid, too much of a guy to have noticed? As I parked a few blocks away I let the extreme anger that I was feeling slowly fade away to a dull throb.
Finally calm, I sat back going over everything I could. When had things started to change? We'd only been married a few years, it wasn't like we were an old static, married couple.
Then like a door opening I had an epiphany. It was when her brother in law had passed. To the day, I could see when she and her sister grew closer than they ever had.
I shook my head, a little over two years ago. Then her sister had finally sold her home, asking first, then moving in with us. We had a rather large home, thinking that we would start having children soon. I laughed out loud at this, not very fucking likely now.
Now I had to question, like I felt most guys in my position might, did she really love me? Had she really been sincere back then? Had she really been faithful, I know I sure as hell had?
Finally, the tears started to fall as the full effect of what all this meant hit home. I would be a loser, no wife, no love, no one to want me nor be there waiting for me when I got home.
No damnit! I wasn't going to go down like this, nor was I going to allow her to get away with this. No, I needed a plan, a truly nasty, foul, as backstabbing as she had me, plan.
An almost evil smile lit up my face as I thought, I need to take her sister away from her. I needed to leave her without a lover as I now felt that I was.
As I thought about it, I remember the last two years that Terri had shown interest in me. Could I turn that to my advantage? Another smile came to my lips as I thought of Terri under me begging me to take her.
I wasn't that big after all 'bout eight inches, though my girth was the thing that I thought kept my wife interested. The first time we had sex, I thought I had hurt her after I was in all the way.
Her gasps of pleasure after she adjusted to my size were what threw me off. I hadn't moved thinking she would have screamed bloody murder. After a few minutes, she took a deep breath then started to pump herself faster and faster on me.
I had to admit, the orgasm she had was the loudest I had ever witnessed from a woman.
So you see I wasn't boring, I was I guess you'd say, a nice guy. I care about my partner, I care how they feel. Hell, I thought for the longest time that I'd never find a woman that could take me.
Here I thought I had found the perfect woman for me. I looked at my watch, I had to return soon, or she'd start calling worried about me. HA! As if she was real about that. I ought to let her stew, no, I needed to be normal 'til I got this going.
Sure enough half an hour later my cell was going off playing the ringtone I placed for her calls.