MY REVENGE
The day I found out my wife was cheating, I wasn't prepared. I have not been suspecting for weeks, the s-x wasn't stale (at least not to me) we weren't going through a rough patch, nothing of the sort. That very morning she had come out of the shower and pressed her naked body against me. I had to change my suit, shirt, and tie afterward and I was late for a meeting with my publisher but it was totally worth it. That's why when I walked into my home that afternoon, 3hours earlier than normal, hoping to continue from where we left off in the morning, I didn't expect to see my wife f.....g someone else in the pool. My pool. My first instinct was to pick a knife off the kitchen cabinet. I almost did. If I had, I would have killed one or both of them I wasn't sure who I wanted to kill more. The one I loved who had broken my trust or the object of her adulterous desire. Then I saw his face, and the hand reaching to pull out a knife stopped in its tracks. It wasn't my brother or boss or best friend but it was hers. Her best friend, the guy who has always been there. They were friends before I met her. Friends while we dated. Friends when we got married and she asks me to make him one of my groomsmen. Friends till now. At first, I was uncomfortable with how close they were. He told me that he was like a brother to her.
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