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MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 1

Date: 9/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

replacing our smoke alarm.” “Why? Doesn’t that one work?” “Sure, but I thought we should have one that detects carbon monoxide, especially with the fireplace right here in the living room. I read recently that there have been some deadly accidents, especially when the fire burns down. I want to be sure we’re safe.” Jennie responded by coming up and kissing my cheek. “No wonder I love you so much.” “Yeah, right,” I thought as I unscrewed the old and dumped it into the trash. Five minutes later I was able to test the picture in the living room. Rather than a continuous video I set it to take a picture every second when activated. There was no sound this way, but I thought I’d be lucky to get even a week’s activity because we used our living room a lot. Most of it would be useless, but I thought I might be able to get something worthwhile. I was looking at Jennie’s friend walk into our house on the following Tuesday afternoon when I phoned a client. He was a cop—a detective--in nearby New York City. “Question, Steve—is it possible to find out someone’s identity from their license plate?” “Are we talking about an accident?” I debated whether or not to tell the truth. After hesitating a few seconds I did. “No, Steve—I think Jennie is screwing behind my back and I’d like to know who.” “Technically, no, but I have a few friends at Central who owe me some favors. Get me the plate and I’ll find out who it is. Do I get anything out of this?” “Yeah, I’ll be forever grateful and you’ll ... get your taxes done free this year. I’d do it longer, but there’s a limit to how much I can hide from my bosses.” “You’ve got a deal. Truthfully, I’d do it for nothing. I hate cheaters.” We spoke for a few more minutes before I thanked him. It was another typical Tuesday evening with Jennie creating yet another excuse to avoid sex and me acting stupid, “blindly” accepting whatever she said. I made an important decision on Wednesday. I would act tomorrow afternoon--Thursday. I had to—this whole mess was tearing me apart. Just before leaving for the day I advised my boss that I had an important doctor appointment with Jennie the following afternoon. Naturally, he agreed after inquiring about her health. I gave some vague answer about “woman problems” that he accepted as I walked out to my car. Jennie greeted me with her usual enthusiasm. I feigned mine. She fucked me again on the living room carpet. I was somewhere else mentally throughout, even when I came into her hot tight cunt. I hated the idea that someone else was in there violating all that was sacred in our marriage. She kissed me then rose to finish the preparations for our dinner. I walked straight to the shower to wash her filth from my body. I remained silent throughout dinner in spite of Jennie’s repeated attempts at conversation. It was during dinner that I had an idea to bring this affair to a close even sooner than I hoped. I ate breakfast with Jennie Thursday morning. My mood was lighter. I joked and laughed ...