They cuffed me and took me into custody. My jail cell was lonely and cold. And, I was thirsty.
My wife arrived early in the morning, but she couldn’t see me until I was arraigned. By noon she was there with the bail money.
“Chester, whaddya gonna do?” she said, coming up to me, as they led me out and presented me with my personal stuff. “You put Don in the hospital, you know.”
“He’s still alive?” I said, in mock disappointment.
“It’s all my fault. All my fault,” she said. “Jesus, I didn’t mean to—you know.”
“Cuckold me?” I said.
“Chester, whaddya gonna do. Can we just go home now?” she said.
“Yeah, I have to get my clothes,” I said. “We’re quits you and I. You can fuck that asshole, that so called friend of mine, all you want now. I mean if you can get Bertha’s permission. Oh, and he can fuck his insurance agency fucking job too.”
“Bertha already knows. She was okay with it?” said Meagan. That one stopped me.
“Bertha was okay with you two fucking around on me—us—she and I?”
“Yes, they’ve done some swinging. He, Don, wanted us to join them. We were going to talk to you about it—well—last night. I guess it was a bad idea,” she said. I just stared at her.
“You two—you three—conspired to get me to swing with you! Do you have any idea how crazy you sound?” I said. “I told him you wouldn’t go for it. He just said that he thought that, if we went about it right, that he could get you to come around,” she said.
“Well, I guess he didn’t go about it right then did he? I mean fucking you first and then trying to get me to go for it. Not too bright on his part. Hope you enjoyed having his dick up your twat. Is his bigger than mine? I really want to know. Are you a size queen?”
“Chester it has nothing to do with you and me or the size of his cock or any of that. It was just craziness—silliness on my part—our part…” she said.
“Answer me Meagan. I want to know!” I said.
“Okay, okay, he’s a little bigger, but only a little. There’s no real difference,” she said. I could sense my face darken.
I may be headed to prison, Meagan, I want to thank you in advance for that; you know just in fucking case I never see your whoring ass again! Of course, the upside for you is that you won’t have me standing in the way of you getting his big fat dick up you will you—cunt!” I said. She was crying her eyes out as we walked to the car.
“Chester, I’m sorry. It was a bad idea. I was never sure I even wanted to do it anyway, I mean the swinging. Please, Chester, give me another chance. I need you. I love you,” she whined.
“Yeah, fucking right!” I said
Of course I was not in a believing mood. Arriving at home, I tried to call Bertha. She wasn’t home.
“She’s at the hospital. Don has a broken jaw and cracked ribs as well as a concussion. I think he’ll be all right, but he’s going to be in the hospital for several days. Bertha called to tell me,” she said.
“I hope the motherfucker—make that, other-man’s-wife-fucker—dies,” I said. She was howling now.
“Please, Chester, I will never do it again. I just lost it; I don’t know why. I don’t even like the guy that much!” she said.
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