Thomas told us that it was his reason for not taking part in the hunting for the night. If his ex had used the wastebasket they had still been married.
JENS’ STORY.
Even I caught my cheating wife by her minor mistake. We had been married for four years and agreed that it was a high time for a child in the nest and had decided to spend a romantic week end at an nice and expensive Hotel at the coast and the begin the “baby making” as soon as got there at the Friday evening.
However I got some new idea about the trip from one of my fellow workers during the coffee break at my job at Wednesday and I decided to call her at once for talking about it. I took my cell phone and pushed the button for her job. I heard the phone ring at the other end and somebody lifted up the handset and a male voice in the background whispered, “Put it down”. There was a strange sound in the phone, which sounded very familiar. When I checked the last call and the number appeared in the display I noted that I had pushed wrong button and rang at home instead at her job. Now I knew that the strange sound came from the phone at my nightstand in the bedroom in my empty house. Somebody, obviously a burglar had lifted up the handset by mistake and his cohort had asked him to put it down, which he did.
The three fellow-workers who were together with me at the coffee break followed with me and we left towards my house. We didn’t care about any speed limits and reached the house within minutes. There stood a black Saab 9-5 at my driveway. We parked so we blocked its way out. Then I sneaked into the garage where I kept my golf bag from which I took a club to each of us. There were no visible damage on the front door and it was locked. Before I opened the door with my key, we agreed to do a quick rush to the bedroom where the crooks probably still were trying to break up the safe box which was hidden in a wardrobe.
I opened the door, with the clubs ready for action and screaming as loud we could, we rushed into the bedroom. As expected, we found two people in there. But not any crooks, only my wife and her boss both stark naked obviously interrupted during a fucking session. With three of my fellow-workers as witness there was only one thing to do, get the divorce as soon as possible.
I never cared to find out how long their affair had lasted. Even her boss’ wife filed for divorce and my ex wife had got pregnant. In some desperate attempt to get me back as father to the kid she refused abortion. But the DNA test gave 99,9% evidence that her boss was the father and they even lived together for a few moths. Having an affair with somebody is one thing but living together in a relation with the same person is not necessary a highway to happiness.
If she had chosen to fuck her boss in her own bed instead of in mine, she could not reached and lifted up the handset for a few seconds and we had went away for our romantic weekend. I had believed I was the happy father to our baby and probably never found out the truth that her boss was the real father.