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Cuck's Revenge

... how smoothly they were all served. The cameras captured their pictures holding the distinctive envelopes. The man got a signal and said, "Thank you. You have been served." Chaos broke out. I focused on watching Helen. Before the man spoke I saw her standing next to the man who had been in the final video with her. She was in a new red dress. Tight, short and showing plenty of skin. Her legs looked incredible in dark stockings and three inch sandals. When she heard the man say she had been served her smile disappeared. She looked around franticly and when she found me, one look was enough. She knew I knew. She burst into tears and folded, landing in a heap on the floor. I walked to the news crews and gave each a DVD. A reporter stuck a microphone in my face and asked, "Why were all these people served divorce papers?" "They cheated on us while we were at war. If you want to know why, ask the bitch sitting on the floor over there. She was my wife! She had sex with over twenty men and women while I was getting shot at in a war!" They got it on tape. I know because I saw it that night on TV. The cameras focused on Helen. When the bright lights hit her she looked up with make-up smeared and a look of shock on her face. I knew that picture would make the national news. An hour later the shuttle dropped me at home. Ten minutes after I arrived I checked my 1967 Mustang fastback. It appeared to be fine. The odometer still read 67, 282 miles. I closed the garage after reprogramming the ...

... opener code and went back inside the house. It was very clean and smelled clean. I stayed in uniform, figuring my confronting Helen was stronger if I was still in uniform. I opened the fridge and found it stocked with all my favorites. It disgusted me. I opened a beer telling myself this was not the time to get wasted. One beer and one beer only. I called a friend. He told me I made the national news. I asked him what kind of a deal I could get on a new bed. "The one I have now is worn out." I said. He said he'd send two guys from his store to bring me a new bed and haul away the old one first thing in the morning. He was also sending three sets of bed linens. Just after we hung up Helen's car pulled into the driveway followed by a silver SUV. She looked comical getting out of her car with her smeared make up. The man in the SUV was Jerry Plunt, her boss. I locked the doors and waited. They came in. They found me in the bedroom sitting on the bed. Jerry rushed me ready to hit me with his fists. I had retrieved my aluminum baseball bat from the closet and as he got close enough I grabbed it and took out his knee. For the second time since I got back Helen folded up onto the floor. Jerry was on the floor crying and holding his knee. I put the end of the bat on his knee and he looked up at me. "Have you been fucking Helen?" I asked. I watched his eyes. He started to lie. I pressed, just a little. He nodded. I lifted the bat. I said, "Helen get undressed." She hesitated. I said, ...