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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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On the weekend in question I packed my overnight case as usual being careful to make sure I didn't do anything that would spark suspicion. I asked her if she had any plans and she said she was going to take full advantage of the house to herself and have a long bath, a glass of wine and a couple of movies. What hit me then was a hope that she was being truthful and a similar hope that she wasn't so I could know what was happening. I said my goodbyes early on the Saturday morning as I normally would and instead of a long drive I went for a game of golf with a friend who didn't know Lyn and had no way of spilling the beans. My mind certainly wasn't on the round that was for sure. Around 6pm I parked the car at the bottom of a hill away from the house and then walked to the top to get a vantage point. It was a warm night and I was grateful for that. After just after an hour I was beginning to think that this was a waste of time when a car pulled up. The front door opened and out walked Lyn in a black and grey dress and black heels with bare legs. It wasn't a particularly slutty outfit but for a night out with friends she would usually wear jeans. This was it!
What I didn't know was who was picking her up; as the car pulled away I could see it was a guy I knew vaguely but I couldn't place him. I then see the passenger and my heart sinks, I'd rather it was the guy.
Jackie is a friend of Lyn's. She maintained that Jackie was the reason she always cheated before, she claimed she had broke contact but then used to tell me stories that she heard. One was that Jackie had turned up to her wedding (third one, the driver of the car) hungover as she had been fucked by two barmen on a pool table the night before. I knew the pubs in town that they would go to and sure enough it didn't take me long to find them, it was only one of three. Unfortunately they were right by the door so I had to observe for 45 minutes or so from across the road. They started to drain drinks and I took my opportunity to get to the next one on the crawl before them.
I took my place round a corner and sat in wait. The bar was crowded enough that there was no way I'd be spotted and I wasn't on any route to a toilet. My problem was that I couldn't go and get another drink so the one I had may have to last a while. Sure enough the girls came in and with drinks in hand, stood just back from the bar where a makeshift dance floor was next to a DJ. It wasn't long before they were dancing where they stood and they were pretty free with the eye contact. It wasn't long before a group of guys were up and chatting and drinks were being bought. One guy in particular was paying Lyn attention and it was making my blood boil, the eroticism of the situation was being clouded by jealousy. Things were getting touchy felt and at one point he leant in to kiss her, his intention of a snog was reciprocated by a peck as she pulled away but undeterred he went in again and this time she didn't resist. Through the crowd I could see her back to me and his hand grabbing her arse which rode her skirt up slightly and she pulled away, not before I saw the welt of her nude stocking top though. Stupid me for thinking she had gone bare legged in the middle of summer. Things were cooling off between Jackie and Lyn and the guys and they prepared to move on. I waited for them to leave and then I followed, I knew where they were going and also that I couldn't be in the same place as it was too small, I ordered a pint in a place across the road and watched from the corner of the window. After the pint, my second and I resolved, my last. I noticed they were chatting to two older and well dressed guys, both looked like they were on soft drinks, they weren't as full on as the other guys but the girls were clearly into them. My attention was distracted and when I turned round I was surprised to see them all leave. It was only 9.30 ish and still really light. I saw them all get into a BMW which sped off in the direction of our place. Once gone, I went back to my car and got in.
My plan was to follow five minutes behind and then catch them at it, throw the others out and then ask Lyn why the hell I wasn't enough! What I didn't reckon on was the police car that had pulled out behind me. I went on the main road and then pulled off into a side road and they followed putting the lights on. My two pints were shandies and I was convinced that I was well under the limit and so it proved although the breath test showed amber. The police advice was for me to get a taxi and pick up my keys from the station in the morning and in my haste of no further delay I agreed. The police drove off and then it dawned on me I only had a few pounds in my pocket and my wallet was in the car. Getting a taxi and paying it when I got to the house wasn't an option because of the scene Im sure I'd walk into so it was two buses which would get me there in plenty of time. My heart was pounding and I had stood 20minutes before the first bus came, I was on it for another 20 and I was starting to get really on edge. I got off on the outskirts of town and checked the timetable, the buses were one an hour at that time and I had a 40 minute wait for a 10 minute journey. This was going to take an age my frustration and potentially not getting there on time was incredible. I eventually got off the bus a full two hours after they left the pub and made my way to the house. I had left the patio door at the back open earlier which was a good job because my house key was with the police. The blinds were drawn when I got to the patio door and I couldn't hear anything, I was going to have to just get in and be confronted by whatever. So in I go and.........nothing. The place was in darkness and there's no noise anywhere it looks like nothing had happened. Lyn was through in the bedroom, I went through and she was asleep. I sit down to piece everything together and ok I saw her snog a guy but she pulled away when he grabbed her ass and left the pub. The two guys that gave her a lift had no physical contact and had clearly just taken her home. How could I have got this so wrong and given myself so much angst, what an idiot. Feeling so guilty for doubting her I now had to disappear as she had no idea I was back. No car keys and no wallet for a hotel, what a mess! Anyway, I made my bed so I'd have to lie in it....
As I was heading out through the patio door I heard a text tone a few feet away. A text message from "Alex" saying "You're hot as hell, hope you like the pics I took, especially the one with your little red well pounded pussy"
What followed was 7 pics, two of them in his car presumably on the way back showing stocking tops and the others on our couch, the last was indeed of a well fucked pussy. Her dress and hold ups were still on, no wonder he'd gone so quick.
I forwarded the pics to myself (I still have them to this day) as a reminder of what might have been and left. For good. |
