1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 24


    Date: 8/8/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 49, Source: LushStories

    but no; I think I’m going to head home and see how Alli’s day went. I’ll take a rain check though.” I turned and started toward the door. “Have a good evening, and tell Michael hey for me.” I left, and all the way home I mulled over what Louis had told me. It made sense, that Elaine might have found some sort of emotional support in the arms of another man, although it was still almost impossible for me to believe it of the Elaine I knew. It just seemed so horribly out of character, and it gave me a chill to realize that if it could happen to them, it could happen to anyone. Accordingly, it was with those thoughts in my mind that I pulled up in front of our house and saw a deep burgundy-colored SUV in my driveway, a large, very expensive, and gleaming Mercedes GL450. I didn’t think much of it at first, other than mild curiosity, until I stepped out of my car and could see the nearly-invisible black printing, which was painted on the dark-burgundy background in fancy script: Chambers Photography Professional Studio Photography Portrait●Commercial●Event My heart skipped a beat… or possibly several. I went the last few steps into the house almost at a sprint, horrific visions inspired by Louis’s story running through my mind like jerky, static-filled images from an old eight-millimeter stag film. Ruby had come to meet me, of course, and I got tangled with her for a moment just inside the door. We managed to get separated without either of us falling, and, being the empathic ...
    creature she is, she quickly got out of my way. I strode quickly past the entry and was headed for the stairs up to our bedroom, loaded for bear, when out of the corner of my eye I saw them. They were on the sofa in the living room, doing… nothing. Sitting, talking, he with a steaming mug of coffee in his hand and Alli with a Pepsi, about three feet apart but each turned slightly toward the other. Talking. Just talking. Fully-dressed and everything. I felt like an utter fool, and Allison was looking at me wide-eyed and startled, at this raging lunatic that had just burst into her house. “Honey! You’re home early; is everything okay?” I willed my pounding heart to slow, to settle into something resembling a natural rhythm. “Uh, yeah, fine. Everything is fine; I just wrapped up a little early and decided to come home. Got a little tangled up with Ruby, coming in the door – you know how she is.” One fringe benefit of dog ownership is a ready scapegoat for when you do something stupid, such as crashing through the door fearing you’re going to catch your wife in flagrante delicto. Alli, still looking at me oddly, had not made the introductions. I decided to take the initiative - seize the higher ground, as it were - and stepped toward him, holding out my hand. “Hi, David Baxter – Dave - Allison’s husband, and you must be Derek Chambers. Good to meet you.” He switched his coffee mug from his right hand to his left as he rose to greet me, and we shook hands. There was a little bit of ...
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