1. Cuck's Revenge


    Date: 3/30/2016, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    need to respond to her emails for a while. I didn't want to open them and read them, much less respond. "Helen - One of the guys in a unit stationed near us was blown up today. I was fifty meters from him when he stepped where he shouldn't. I talked with him just yesterday. He was distracted and seemed to be in a daze. After he was blown up we found out he found out yesterday that his wife had moved a man in their home ten days ago and had filed for divorce! She killed him as sure as if she planted the mine herself! I took today off as if I was sick. I couldn't focus on the job at hand. My C.O. came by and let me know I'll be going on a lengthy patrol tomorrow. I'll be out-of-touch for at least fifteen days. No phone, no email. He said I'd be pretty safe, but he's not going. Maybe a prayer every day instead of an email would be best. As soon as I get back I'll email you. Love, Nick" Bruce and I talked and I asked more about his friend at home. He confessed, his friend was his b*****r, a cop. I asked him to ask him to track Helen for the next few days and let us know what he discovered. Three days later we got an email from Kent saying that cars came to my house and had been parked two and three at a time for three days. I concluded she was really worried about me and was using other men's cocks to distract her from worrying. Bruce looked at my face and knew I wasn't that gullible. Kent emailed us every day. By the time the fifteen days were up he had photographic records of ...
    almost twenty different cars parked in my driveway at various times. It was easy to establish that she had changed her work schedule so she was home during the day and evening and gone all night. When the fifteen days were over I sent an email to her. "Helen -- I'm back. No injuries other than lack of sl**p and lack of good food. I'm going to sl**p. I'll write soon. Love Nick" At chow that evening Lt. Franklyn came and sat with us. She'd never done that. Ever. Officers just don't sit with the troops socially, especially female officers. When we were all finished eating she asked Bruce and three other troops to give us a few minutes. They smiled like they knew what was on her mind and left. "Well Ma'am, you've started a rumor. What do you want to talk about?" "You. I've noticed you are distracted and angry a lot lately. I don't want you dead. What's going on?" I decided to tell her. I did. I started to give her just the bare bones and two hours later she knew everything I knew. As my tale ended she asked if she could see my proof. Her eyes locked on mine and nothing was said for a long time. Her eyes filled with tears and she asked, "You have names and addresses of the men who visit her?" I nodded. She asked, "Can I see the list?" I nodded again. We left the chow hall and walked to my billet. We sat by my laptop and I brought up the list. It was in time of visit order not alphabetical. Still, it took less than thirty seconds for the Lt. to spot the name she looked for, Jackson ...
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