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“I’ll be home later. You can wait up for me if you want, if not, I’ll sleep in the guest room, and we can talk in the morning.”I sat stunned as I watched my wife walk off with a man, she had met fifteen minutes ago when he asked her to dance. What The Fuck! I followed them out to the parking lot. “What did you say,” I yelled across the lot as they got to his big SUV, and I quickly walked toward them.I looked at the man. He was taller than me, black, and had a shit-eaten grin on his face. I thought I could take him if it came to that but hoped it didn’t.As I approached them, he moved to block me, but Iris pushed him aside and stood before me. “I said, I will be home later, and you could wait up if you wanted. It was all in plain English, so you should have understood the words.””Oh, I understood the words, but I was a little lost on their meaning? Care to explain exactly what you meant and where you are going?” I stared at her with no expression, keeping one eye on the man.Iris fidgeted a little, then stepped closer to me, but I backed away two steps, not trusting her at this moment. The man didn’t move, and he realized this was not going as planned. “Bill, I am leaving with this nice man who has offered to introduce me to his big black cock. You know this has been a fantasy of mine, and tonight, I will finally live it out. I will only be there for a few hours; then I’ll be home. My fantasy will be satisfied, and we will move on together like before. I love you, not him. I have never met him before, just now. So, you have nothing to worry about.”I looked at her deadpan, not believing what I was hearing. I just stared at her. She had a smirky little smile on her face that I wanted to slap off so badly but couldn’t! I contemplated my next move as I looked over Iris’s shoulder at the man; he was waiting for a resolution.”So, man, what is your full name, and where bahis siteleri are you taking my wife? Also, do you have any sexually transmitted diseases?”Iris looked at me, then turned her head toward him. I was not sure she knew his name, and I doubted she had any idea where they were going. Then she looked back at me, “Why does that matter?” I thought, what a stupid question.”Well, he could be a serial killer or a convicted sex offender. And before you leave to cheat on me with him, I want to know who my competition is and where he is taking you in case of an emergency. I also want to know if he is infected so I will not ever touch you again when you come home.””What do you mean, never touch me again?” A concerned look appeared on her face, and she realized this was not going as well as she expected.I spoke to the man again, “Show me your ID, please, and where are you taking my wife. Are you infected? And one more thing, could you please show us your black cock, so we both know what you will be fucking her with.” Iris looked at me, then at the man, and he had not moved. She looked back at me, “Bill, I am going now. I’ll see you at home later.”I moved to her, “Do I at least get a goodbye kiss after nine years? That is the least you could do.””This is not goodbye; I’ll be home in a few hours, and things will move on with us.” Iris was obviously under a total delusion.”Iris, you are the love of my life. But the moment you sit in that man’s SUV, it will be my Final Goodbye. I will not be there when you come home tonight or any day after. You will be entirely on your own, and I will never speak or touch you again. Sadly, I will divorce you tomorrow morning and try to move on with my life, taking care of our children after I secure full custody due to your infidelity. You know that infidelity is a crime in this state, and both could be convicted and go to jail. Oh, canlı bahis siteleri but you probably didn’t know that did you.The man looked at me, then Iris. He shrugged, not saying a word. He turned, opened his SUV door, got in, and drove off, leaving Iris and me standing there. Iris looked after him as he drove away. I was looking at her, wondering what she was thinking, and I thought of what I should do next. In a snap decision, I said nothing, turned, and walked back into the club. I sat at the table where our drinks were. I took a big swallow of my warm beer as I watched the people dancing and waited. A few minutes went by, and I ordered one more beer. I went off to the men’s room, and I was gone for five minutes. When I walked back to my table, there was my new beer. Iris had come back inside and was sitting at the table. I sat down, not acknowledging that she was there. I drank my beer, then left money on the table and got up to leave. I finally looked at Iris, and she looked down in a shameful position. I stopped, and she looked up at me. Her eyes were sad. Gone was her surly attitude, replaced by fear and confusion. “Coming?” I didn’t wait for her decision. I turned and walked out. I walked slowly to my truck and got in. I never looked back. If Iris weren’t sitting in her side of the truck when I started up and drove off, she would never again set foot in my house. Just then, the truck door opened, and Iris slipped into the seat. She didn’t look at me as I started the truck and drove off. The ride was silent, and I thought about what had happened and how I should deal with Iris’s attempt at cheating.I was shocked at her attitude. How she talked to me and how weak she thought I was. She thought she could command me to accept her infidelity, disrespect, and betrayal. How wrong she was. I wondered how long she had planned on her little escapade and canlı bahis if she had picked this man or was it a spontaneous decision tonight. I expected that she had decided to cheat on me, making me her cuckold. Iris had not planned tonight, but she had found a man she wanted to try out and decided to do it. We arrived home. I pulled into the garage and shut off the engine. There was silence, and all I could hear was breathing, harsh breathing, then soft sobbing. I stepped out of the truck and walked into the house. I looked back as I went through the door, seeing Iris still sitting in the truck. I went to the bar and poured a full tumbler of Grey Goose on ice. I sat at the kitchen table, waiting. My glass was sweating, as I was. Finally, I heard the garage door open, and Iris walked in. She stopped beside me, but I paid no attention as I took in a mouthful of vodka, letting it roll down my throat, feeling the cool burn. Iris dropped to her knees and looked up at me. I looked straight ahead and took in another mouthful of vodka, feeling the cool burn as it rolled down my throat.I turned in my chair and looked down at Iris. I leaned over right in her face. My hot alcohol breath blew on her as I screamed, “You disgust me; you are a fucking slut. Who do you think you are telling me you’re leaving the club with a black guy, and you are going to fuck him, and like a good little boy, I should go home and wait for you! Well cunt, how did that work out for you? It doesn’t look so good for you now, does it!”Tears were streaming down her cheeks. “Say something bitch! I screamed louder; HOW DID THAT WORK OUT FOR YOU?”I sat back, turned around to the table, and finished my glass of vodka in two big swallows. I stood and hurled the glass into the sink, shattering it. “Well fuck you then if you’re not even going to try to defend yourself. Get the fuck out of my sight while I decide what to do with you!” I looked down at her and gripped a handful of hair, pulling her up as she struggled to get to her feet. When she was standing, I looked at her shaking my head, and her whole body was trembling.
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