Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Bye Bye Honey (FM+, cheat, revenge)
Date: 6 Nov 1995 23:18:28 GMT

			    Bye Bye Honey.

	For about a year, I have been on the internet, and am a big
fan of a.s.s. I enjoy a lot of the quality writing there, and even
posted a few fictional stories myself. I have been noticing a lot of
Wife stories where the hubby allows her to screw around on him with
impunity even after he's being humiliated by her in the process.
However I have seen few stories that tell of the husband's revenge...
this is my true story, and is one where the husband wins for once.
Hope you enjoy it, it certainly beats going to a shrink to say the
same thing. <Grin>

	Crystal and I were high school lovers, and although we wanted
to get married right away, we both decided it would be best if we
waited until after college when we had jobs to pay for our fun. I had
gone out with several girlfriends before meeting her and so did she.
We were both virgins when we met at sixteen, and by our second date we
had shed that label in a most loving and wonderful way. For us we
understood that we were soulmates and were destined to go through life
together. We even tried dating other people our junior year of high
school, but it didn't work out.

	We were simply meant for each other. Other people would come
up to us on the street and say it, and when we went to our favorite
clubs, no one ever approached us because it was so obvious. We went to
the same college, and even moved in together so we could act as a
married couple. Even our friends all thought we were the perfect
couple and asked why we hadn't married yet... We told them why, and
that was usually that.

	After graduation I got a job with a business training firm,
and she got her teaching degree and went to work in our old alma mater
teaching eleventh grade English.

	Our problem was never sex... in fact we had sex three or four
times a day and still wanted more. She didn't have a class for two
hours after lunch, so I'd go get her, and we'd fuck our brains out
somewhere. Folks knew what was up when I left for lunch, but still
brought back something from Mc+ Donalds, as did she...

	So... what was the problem? Well after ten years with the
company, they asked me to take over a regional sales management
position for a nice six figure salary.

	After discussing it with Crystal, I took the job! She had
wanted to leave teaching anyway and with this kind of money she could
do it.

	That's when the company dropped the other shoe. In order to
get the job, I'd have to learn the traveling ropes for the first year,
usually five to seven day trips twice a month, and then I could stay
permanent at the office. With our marriage and our sex life being so
active, I didn't know, but Crystal said to go. It's only for a year,
and we could get wild with the built up energy!

	Believe me folks we did... in fact the police showed up at the
door one night after my return from a ten day trip because the
neighbors had called to report the screams coming from our house. We
had been making love outside on the second story deck and well... I'd
call her every night before she went to bed, and it would usually end
up as a hot phone fuck session where she used her favorite vibrating
dildo (A vinyl cast of me... cost a fortune, but worth every cent... )
to come to a screaming orgasm as I jacked my cock to the same end.

	We both had plenty of chances to stray too. She would go out
with the girls to some hot clubs, and I had plenty of chances to meet
other travelers for a discreet one-nighter. Neither of us did cheat,
or so I had thought...

	With the extra time on her hands, Crystal had gotten involved
in local service groups, and joined a local health club. She was now
even more gorgeous than when I had met her at sixteen! Her body was
tight, and she had stamina that could now match mine, which doubled
the length of our fucking sessions leaving us both walking around the
next day in a wonderful post-orgasmic haze. But things had begun to
change subtly, but they had changed.

	The sex was still awesome, but she was a little too eager to
give that little extra bit of attention. In addition, even though we
had a pretty wild sex life, she began surprising me with new
techniques in bed and she suddenly wanted to experiment with new
things. When I asked her what was up, she got her `oh shit I'm in
trouble' look on her face and made up something about one of her
girlfriends mentioning it, and she wanted to try.

	I wrote off the look as worry that I might not approve and
told her that if she wanted to try something new, all she had to do
was ask! I told her how I loved every fiber of my being, and as long
as we weren't trying it with someone else first, it was great to do
different things in bed to keep the excitement alive. The look got
even more intense, and loaded with guilt, as she told me she loved me,
rolled over and went to sleep.

	Even so, I started feeling that something was up, so I paid a
little more attention to things. I noticed that she had really built
up her wardrobe, but there was very little cash taken out of the bank.
I also noticed a subtle change in the way she walked, the way she
dressed, even the way she kissed now... there was still the air of sex
but it had intensified slightly. If not for the other signs, I would
have been flattered that I could bring this out of my wife.

	The straw that broke the proverbial camel's back, and ended
our love came about a month before our divorce. I had been out of town
on a trip that got cut short, and came home early. I really wasn't
tired, but Crys had mentioned something about a `girls night out' at
her favorite club, and I thought I'd surprise her. We hadn't fucked in
the back seat for a long time, and I sure was ready to try. I wasn't
sure of the club's name, so I looked in her top drawer which is where
we both throw cards, and numbers and stuff.

	Actually I hadn't been in there in months, so I was surprised
to see a bunch of matchbooks from bars, and what looked like business
cards inside. I looked at one and my heart stopped. It read "MIKE
XXX-XXXX call me if you want another session like tonight you were
wonderful! XOXO" Not my Crystal... no... not after ten years of
marriage, and surely not with our sex life! She couldn't. I looked on
the cover, and it pointed me to a local dance club. There were ten or
fifteen other books in the drawer, and she didn't smoke... Something
in me snapped and I had to see if this were true, so I went.

	It took me about twenty minutes to find her, but I did. She
looked stunning! She was wearing a black spandex mini dress that I had
never seen her in before. It accentuated her fabulous figure, and even
pushed up her 36c's a little more. The pearl necklace I got her
shimmered in the light, and caught the shine of her beautiful blonde
hair. Her long legs were covered by sheer black stockings, and
accentuated by her three inch `fuck me' heels that she used to like to
wear in bed.

	She was sitting with some of her friends, and some guys at a
table, and had obviously been drinking all night. She always flirted
more when she got a couple drinks into her, and she was all over some
guy at the table. When she and her best friend got up to go to the
bathroom they were walking pretty unsteadily, so I sat back and
waited.

	The bartender came up and asked what I wanted. He obviously
knew what I was looking at, when he asked me if I was interested in
her. I looked back and asked him why he thought that. He told me that
she had started coming here a couple of months ago with some friends.
At first she was here just to have a good time, but he knew something
was up when she and her friend started hanging around with the other
women at the table. I really wasn't following him, so I asked him what
was wrong with them? As far as I was concerned, they were gorgeous
ladies...

	His reply was simple, and cut me straight through the heart...
"Yeah, but they're all hookers man... They're a group of frustrated
housewives that come here to get fucked when their husbands are out of
town. I really don't think it's for the cash though... especially the
blonde you were watching. She only charges a hundred bucks, and she
could easily get $500 or a thousand if she wanted to... but since she
usually does four or five guys a night, I guess she makes up for it in
quantity!" He chuckled. "Strange woman though" he continued "I tried
to get her, but she says she only fucks guys that look like her
husband... Guess it takes all kinds. But from the looks of you, you
could get her easy!"

	With that he gave me my drink and walked off. Talk about
conflicting feelings. I knew she had a sex drive, but geez... "Well, "
my shocked brain thought, "at least she's vicariously doing it with
me... " God how stupid that sounds now.

	I didn't really want to know, but I asked the bartender "where
do they go?" It was a small club, and there weren't any cheap hotels
near by so...

	He told me "They pay five percent to the house, and use a
small room in the back. They've had this arrangement for years and... "
He stopped and asked "You're not a cop are you?" "Naah," I told him...
"I'm her husband." We watched as she stumbled back out and fell into a
guy's lap.  She giggled, and asked him where his hands were, as she put
one right on her tight little ass.

	He went white, and was about to call the bouncer when I
stopped him, and asked "Do you really want to keep this business
going?" He just nodded... "Then help me nail the bitch, and I'll
forget I was ever here... "

	He thought about it for a minute, and motioned for me to
follow him back. She had progressed to placing one of his hands on one
of her tits... It seems there was a video set up back in the converted
office to `protect the girls' as he said. There was a simple king size
bed, and a small radio in the room. "I guess they're paying for it
so... " was my only reply, even thought there were a few too many
cameras for just protection. I asked him if they ever taped the
sessions, and he said they did. GOT HER!! He told me that a couple of
the girls had asked to be taped so they could sell the tapes to
amateur porn buyers. "But your wife doesn't let us so... " "Get a
tape," was my only reply.

	It took awhile, and I watched a couple of other women cum and
go, and even found a friend's wife there... He was out of town too, so
I kept that tape for him... Crystal staggered into the room about an
hour later with the guy she had been cuddling up to at their table. I
reached over an turned on the audio, and as I hit RECORD, I heard her
chatting with the guy. He handed her the cash, and asked about her
wedding ring, and she said she loved me more than anything else on
earth, but when I was gone, she just had to get some relief!

	She told him how we fucked like crazy, and she had never found
anyone to match my ability to please her but I traveled a lot now, and
she really needed the sex to keep her sane. It would only be another
couple of months so what was the harm? The money was good, I'd never
know and she'd be happy. He laughed, and asked her if he looked like
me, and when she smiled and said "Tonight your name is Douglas." He
got the hint. "Lucky guy," were the last words he uttered as she sat on
the edge of the bed, and unzipped his pants.

	Crystal could suck cock like nobody's business. She knew just
how to transform her mouth into a warm, loving place that never failed
to transport me to the heights of ecstasy. That loving thought
exploded by the realization that she was taking another man to my
nirvana. She had slipped a condom over his dick, (Small consolation,
no pun intended) and had gone to work.

	Within seconds his hips were bucking into her face as he
reached around to pull her head into his crotch. She played with his
balls, eliciting a groan from her client as she worked a little harder
to get him off... `must've been a busy night' was all I could think.

	Just before he exploded, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled
her back. "Not yet... I want my hundred bucks worth, and we had a
deal." She smiled as she stood up and kissed him. He winced from the
taste of the rubber, then relaxed and let her pull away. He got
undressed and sat on the bed as she did a sexy striptease for him.

	God she was beautiful! My last loving thought about my dear
wife dissolved in a red rage as I saw her push him back on the bed,
and mount his cock. Crystal had the most amazing cunt muscles, and
could get you off without moving her hips once... I new that was her
plan when she started moaning "Feels good doesn't it honey? You like
my pussy, don't you Douglas?"

	All he could do was gasp as she took him to a higher sexual
plane. He was ready to burst when she hopped off and told him "Not yet
Douggy, you have to pleasure me first... " She lay back on the bed and
spread those long lovely legs wide, and gently guiding him in. I
watched her eyes go all hazy as he began to please her with his
tongue. She always came quickly, and often this way and I watched as
she had three quick orgasms in the span of about five minutes followed
by an earth shaker ten minutes later.

	After drifting down from her little cloud, she pulled him up
on the bed next to her. He whispered something in her ear, and she
told him that would cost extra. He pulled out some more bills and she
nodded. She took off her pearls and he slid up her torso, kissing her
all over until he reached her breasts. He put his cock in between them
and started pumping. At the top of each stroke, she would lick
playfully at his head kissing it occasionally as he fucked her tits.
He was using her favorite dildo to get her off as he fucked her tits
faster and faster.

	She started cumming again, and squeezed his cock hard as she
launched into her own orgasm. "I love you Douglas!!!!!" she screamed
as her orgasm overtook her. That was all it took for him, and he shot
his load hitting her in the chin, and running down her neck... "How do
you like your new pearl necklace?" he asked. She was lost in the
orgasm, and mumbled another "I love you" as she came down. They lay
there for a few minutes and he told her how lucky he thought I was to
have her (Yeah right) and he would miss her when she stopped coming
here. She kissed him, and went back out into the fray, trolling for
another hundred buck fuck to keep her happy.

	I watched, and taped, her fucking three more guys that night
including a threesome where she took it in the ass as well as in her
tight little cunt.

	The look of pleasure on her face was indescribable as she
dissolved in her last orgasm of the night, and said goodbye to the
guys as they left. I also said goodbye to my love for my wife at that
point. I grabbed my tape and headed for home, not forgetting to tip
the bartender $500 for his help and silence.

	I took a cab to a hotel that night, and was sure to call her
to let her know I'd be home later that day. She had a dinner party
planned at our house that night, for some of the folks that she worked
with, and I told her I'd catch a cab from the airport and not to
worry. What I didn't tell her was that I had to make a stop at my
lawyer's before I got home... he was invited to the party anyway,
but... She must have been waiting for me. She came to the door wearing
nothing but a red ribbon! I was surprised, and thought "What the hell"
as I fucked her crazy before we had to change to get ready for the
party. Much to my feigned surprise, she wanted me to fuck her tits,
and I left her with a nice warm pearl necklace. "Where'd you learn
that?" I asked with a knowing grin... Again the guilty look appeared
on her face. This was going to be good.

	People began streaming in around seven, and dinner went well.
As everyone was finishing with their meal, I stood up and invited them
all into the TV room, as I had found a most interesting video on my
last trip. I looked at my lawyer, and he nodded and went for his
briefcase.

	I had a chair ready for Crystal in front of the large
projection screen, and she sat there, center of attention as I started
the tape. I moved to stand behind her as the tape began with a pan
over the club that showed her and her girlfriends, two of whom were at
the party, carrying on with some guys. The guests stood in stunned
silence as we watched them partying with men that weren't their
husbands... She started to get up, but my firm pressure on her
shoulders kept her in her seat. The tape faded to one of the other
women at the party who was in the middle of a wild fuck with a man in
that room. Her husband caught her as she fainted with the realization
that she had just been caught fucking around. He looked over at me,
and wondered what was up, until...

	The tape faded to a shot of her entering the room with her
first man of the night. She started crying uncontrollably when she
realized that I knew!!

	We watched the first incident, complete with money exchanging
hands twice.

	I told the crowd I had achieved my purpose, but in order to
save time and prove this wasn't just a one time thing, I hit the fast
forward button, and we watched her other `customers' fucking her right
there for all to see.

	After the tape ran out, I shut off the screen, hit rewind,
and took a paper from my lawyer. It was a pre-nuptial agreement we had
made up, more for fun than anything else, and I read it to the folks
assembled. It told of our undying love for one another, and stated one
thing: We wanted to be open and honest with each other, and if one
partner should violate that trust in a way which leads to divorce,
they would leave the marriage with nothing more than what the other
partner granted them.

	I addressed the folks: "As you can see my wife has been less
than honest and open with me in her extra-curricular activities." I
turned to look at her. "Crystal, for almost twenty years I have loved
you with every fiber of my being. I have never fucked around on you,
and tried to make you happy in bed, and you never once told me you
needed more." She began to protest but I held up my hand silencing
her. "I have to admit, had you come to me and told me that you needed
someone to keep you satisfied while I was gone, I probably would have
allowed you to take one lover as long as you took the proper
precautions, and still came back to me exclusively when I'm home."

	She looked up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, and for the
briefest second, I couldn't continue. Then the sound of the tape
snapping to a stop in the VCR brought me back to reality...

	"What you did was lie to me, and share your most precious
gift, yourself, with others... for money. Oh, it was my name you were
yelling out when you came, but it was another man's cock giving you
that pleasure, and another man's money in your purse. We were virgins
when we met, and up until last night, I thought we were the only
lovers each other would ever have or want... " I choked... "But last
night, in the span of four hours you destroyed every shred of love I
have for you. And I can never forgive you for that."

	She was sobbing uncontrollably now as I finished.

	"I apologize to my guests for having disrupted our dinner that
way, but she took our love public, and for money, so I chose to end it
in public. The difference is I shared it with her instead of with an
endless parade of paying strangers. Crystal will be gone tomorrow, and
I will be the worse for it. I loved you Crys... why wasn't that
enough?" I turned and went to my room, where the pain finally overtook
me and I cried myself to sleep.

	Crystal packed her things in silence and left while I lay there
crying. The only thing she left was a note taped to the door.

	I'm so sorry my love, you are my world, and I
	hope that when the shock wears off we can work
	this out. I don't know what happened to me, but
	please believe I will love you forever.
					      Crystal.

				   Epilogue

	I never got back with Crystal. The incident occurred two years
ago, and she hasn't been in my house since. I heard through the
grapevine that she had gone back to teaching, but a friend told me she
had been fired for fucking one of her students, and had gone back to
hooking at the club. I went there more out of curiosity than anything
else, and saw her there. Not as beautiful as before. She had put on a
few pounds, and her hair wasn't as perfect as she liked to keep it, I
noticed she had started smoking. I ran into that bartender again, and
he told me it wasn't hard to figure out what had happened. She had
stopped coming in for about three months and then appeared again. She
was drinking like a fish, and had been known to do some drugs.

	He told me he thought something was missing from her... as if
her spirit had been crushed. I just looked at him and ordered a beer.
When I turned around I saw her walking to the back room with a guy who
looked surprisingly like me. As I got up to leave, I heard the last
words I would ever hear in that sweet voice...

	"Tonight your name is Douglas... "