My Cheating Wife - Caught in the Act - Sex Stories

My Cheating Wife - Caught in the Act

... to travel so much because I get so lonely and miss my wonderful husband. I can't wait to get you back in bed and start making babies. Can we work on that this weekend, baby?"

"Well, Lisa, with my new promotion to President of the company, I won't have to travel so much, and I've missed you too, more than you'll ever know. Where are you right now, honey?"

"I'm home, of course. I'm in the kitchen having breakfast."

"Oh, that's nice. What are you wearing?"

"Steven, are you a horny baby? I'm wearing that cute pink nightie you love. I can't wait for you to come home and rip it off me."

"Well, that would be awkward, don't you think?"

"What do you mean? Why would it be awkward?"

"Because if I ripped it off you, wouldn't your boyfriend be upset?"

"Steven, what in the world are you talking about?"

"I'll ask you again. What are you wearing?"

"I told you, the pink nightie."

"That's odd, I could swear you're naked and sitting in your boyfriend's kitchen."

There was silence as she sat there with a stunned expression. "Don't look so surprised. Lisa, I know you're a cheating slut, because right now I'm looking at you through the video cameras I had planted in your lover's apartment. I've known about your affair for a few weeks, and paid some talented people to plant some cameras. I know, it's not legal, but I don't need the video because I have photos of you with him in our house from the cameras, I had set up there as well."

"Oh my god. Baby, I can ...

... explain."

"Just shut up. There's nothing to explain. You're a cheating slut that destroyed our future together. You would have lived a fairytale life if you could have kept your legs closed, but you traded it all in for some big dick. I'm not sure you made a good choice this time."

"Steven, you have to let me explain. Please just come home and I'll make it up to you, I promise."

"You really are a dumb bitch, aren't you? Let me tell you what's about to happen. In a few minutes there will be a knock on the door and you will be served with divorce papers. I'm divorcing you for adultery, which means the prenup kicks in. You know, the one that leaves you penniless for the act of infidelity?"

Her expression was priceless, "I've already canceled all your credit cards, frozen the checking account, and I had the leasing company pick up your car last night. A moving van will be delivering all of your things to your boyfriend's house this afternoon, and you will longer be allowed back in my house. Don't even try, because I had locks changed and the guard gate has been notified to not let you into the community." I was having fun watching her life unravel.

"Well Princess, it looks like your life of luxury is over. Maybe your boyfriend will be able to support your lifestyle, but probably not. Isn't he an instructor at the gym? I don't think he makes enough for your taste. Not sure what you're going to do for money. Maybe a job? That would be different for you now, wouldn't ...