That being said, she pulled off of my cock and brought her well fucked pussy to my lips, then, she lowered her gaping orifice down onto my mouth. I could feel my cum dripping out of her warmth. I put my tongue inside her and sucked on her as she pushed my deposited seed into my mouth. She raised up slightly, as I spread her lips with my fingers, and let my cum run out of her into me. When she had emptied herself of all of my seed, she came to me and kissed me, taking the mouthful of semen from me and savoring it like a fine meal. She swallowed it all and smiled at me saying, “Thank you lover…I liked that.”
Claudia laid down beside me and nestled her head to my shoulder. I pulled the covers over us and we were soon asleep.
The next morning, we were up early, preparing to go home. Jess would have the plane at the airport at 9:00 am and we needed to be there when he arrived. After a light breakfast, we grabbed a cab and went to the airport. Sure enough, Jess was there, with the door open, waiting for us to board. Then, it was up, up and away…I would soon find out if my suspicions were correct.
When we arrived home, I told Claudia that I would not be coming into the office today, but would be there in the morning. I told he to take the rest of the day off and relax. Of course, she asked if I needed for her to come with me. I explained to her that it wouldn’t be a good idea for her to be involved at this time….she understood.
I arrived at my house at about 3:00 pm and found that, as usual, no one was around. I went to the trail cameras and exchanged the memory cards and put in new batteries. I then went to the attic and exchanged the memory card for the bedroom camera.
As I walked to the office to view the memory cards, I could feel an uncomfortable, sinking feeling in my stomach, not knowing what I was about to witness.
I viewed the trail cameras first. The first recorded Doug driving into my gate. I had the lapse time set at 5 seconds. The second camera, by the garage, recorded Megan running to Doug as he arrived and kissing him then him leading her into my house.
I thought I knew the rest without looking at the bedroom camera footage, but was utterly shocked at what I saw. I never knew that Megan was into rough sex till then. I watched as Doug abused her over and over again and how she seemed to welcome the humiliation he imposed on her. I watched as he filled her holes with cum and watched as he came in her mouth and she swallowed it all. I felt sick, I felt like the world was ending.
Yes, I know that I’m fucking my assistant, but it still doesn’t stop the gut-wrenching pain I am feeling from all the years and years of lying and cheating….after all, I’ve only recently began cheating on her.
Now, how do I handle it. I will have to do some thinking on this and not go off half cocked. Right now, I want to put her through all the pain and heartbreak I’m feeling. Perhaps I could take her and give her to a bunch of my field hands and let them do what ever they want with her…….oh yeah, I’d like to watch her get fucked to death by twenty or thirty field workers, that would be justice.
However, in reality, I couldn’t do that to her, I’m not that cruel. Now with Doug, the gloves come off. Whatever I decide, he’s going to pay and pay dearly. I can forgive my wife, because I am probably responsible for making her feel so lonely…so lonely, in fact, that it made her reach out to another man. But my best friend, I would think that of all people, he would be the one to watch my back and protect what I loved most. No, I want something really bad to happen to him, something really bad and hurtful…something he will never be able to forget.
I hear Megan’s SUV pulling into the garage so I’d better put these memory cards away. I lock them in my briefcase and go out to the kitchen to get something to drink. The two girls run to me and hug me when they come in and Megan simply smiles and says, “Hello Brandon, how was your trip?”
I wanted to tell her how much I enjoyed having sex with Claudia, but that could wait till a more appropriate time. I just told her that it was just another business trip. If she only knew what I know…she would probably run away. She started dinner and said to me, “Oh, by the way, I saw Doug down at the school and invited him to dinner, it that ok with you?”
I smiled at her and said, “Well sure, after all, he’s been my best friend for years. Not many guys in this world can say that they have saved their friends life…and we’ve both done that for each other. Why would I mind?”
“I just wanted to make sure, that’s all,” she said turning around and beginning dinner.
I got another beer and went out on the deck and started thinking about what I was going to do to them. I have to be smart about this, I was thinking to myself, I don’t want to get myself in a bunch of trouble, I just want them to pay. Then, I saw Doug’s truck pull up in front of the garage. All I could think was, “Fucking asshole, you‘ll get yours soon!”
The next week passed slowly. I had to go to Atlanta to a food show in another week, so I was busy making plans for that. The DNA test results arrived at my office. I just let the letter lay on my desk, looking at it, afraid to open it and learn the truth about my daughter. One thing about it, she will always be my daughter. There’s no way I’d ever let Doug have her, I do love all of my kids, without reservations of any kind.
About 4:00 pm I finally decide to do the inevitable and open the letter. After reading it in it’s entirety, what I suspected, is in reality, the truth…Kendra is not my child. The percentage of error is less than .2 percent. Well, now that I have all the information, what do I do?
Claudia came into my office and immediately picked up on my somber mood. She saw the letter on my desk and asked, “Bad news, Brandon?”
“Yes,” I said, “my worst fears have become reality.”
She came to my chair and hugged me saying, “I’m so sorry, Brandon. I know what a big blow this must be for you, with everything else that’s been going on. What are you going to do?
“I don’t know yet, I still have to think about it and make that decision,” I told her.
The weeks passed and I finally reached a decision. The organic produce that Doug’s family farm produces, is sold to my company, Consolidated. I will see to it that they breach contract by delivering produce that is tainted with commercial chemicals or fertilizers. By the time our lawyers are done with them, they will be forced into bankruptcy and Doug will lose what he prizes most, his farm and livelihood.
I know of a powerful insecticide that is easily detectable in any plant. It takes a very small amount to infect a plant to the point it can be found in a lab, then it renders the produce tainted. While I was at the Dallas Food Show, I went to a small chemical dealer several miles outside of Dallas…one that I have never done business with in the past. I purchased enough of the chemical to take care of infecting all of the fields on Doug’s farm and paid for it with cash. I put the containers into the company truck that was hauling the Food Show booths and produce. When the show was over, it would be taken back to the farm and would be parked near the farm shop till the next food Show. I could easily retrieve the
containers and store them at my office. No way it would ever be traced back to me.
Now that I have that part ready to execute, I need to figure out what I want to do with Megan. I think the first thing I’ll do is tell her what I know and show her some of the footage from our bedroom. Since that first time, I’ve collected more footage from six more of Doug’ visits. I have more than enough porno quality footage to get the court to let me divorce her, but I don’t think I’ll ever have to use it.
I do want a divorce, but I do not want to hurt the kids in the process. She is their Mother and I don’t want to destroy her, after all, I have to bear some of the responsibility for her infidelity. I think that after she sees the footage, she will let me divorce her, quietly, without grounds. I will be generous with her, she can have the house and a comfortable cash settlement.
I will also demand shared custody of the children and that she signs a private, legal and binding contract to never be around Doug until the children have attained legal age, under the penalty losing her rights to custody of the children and forfeiture of any support funds that would be due her. I think that I’m being fair, considering what I could probably do.
The growing season continued and I put my plan for Doug into action. I had retrieved all of the illicit chemical from the trailer at the shop and had it stored at my office.
On selected nights, I would take a measured quantity of the chemical and go out near Doug’s farm and park in the dark. I knew that he checked his sprinklers during the night on a regular basis, especially when he was applying liquid compost. After I saw him check the center pivot I was going to sabotage, I would walk out to it and dump the containers of insecticide into the mix tank. The injection pumps were calibrated to apply the full tank of liquid onto a complete circle of crop. After I poured the chemical in, I’d walk out to my truck and go destroy the empty containers in an incinerator at the shop. The injection equipment at the pivot, did the rest of the work for me.
Over the period of a couple of weeks, I treated all of the circles that Doug grew his contracted produce on. Now, all I had to do was wait for the harvest and see to it that tissue samples were pulled on all his crops as they were delivered to Consolidated. The end for Doug was near.
Claudia and I continued seeing each other intimately. As the months passed, we became closer and closer. It had gotten to the point that we knew that we were falling in love with each other. She was as career oriented as I was and a very sharp assistant. We worked together great, taking care of business first and foremost. The owners were so impressed with us as a team, that we were given a share of the business and additional stock options. Life was good for us and the sex was better.
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Tiresias says
Great job! Best revenge story ever. Well, written, superb theme, excellent plot and action. The only negative I can think of is me. If I’m a cheating wife, willing to do all those nasty things with my best friend – and not my husband – I don’t think I’d deserve quite the settlement I got. If I’m the husband, I’d be a touch more vindictive. I’d never give her the house, I’d set her up in a one-bedroom apartment where the kids would know if she started that behavior again. Also, I’d have let her humiliate herself by sucking my cock – and then lower the boom. As I said, I’m a bit more vindictive. But tremendous story. I’ve read too damn many where the husband says she can still carry on, and he watches. Finally a no-cuckold story! Good moral. I’d like to see some more of your work.