“Carol, before you go out tonight, I need to tell you one or two things!”
“Can You be quick about it? I don’t want to be late?”
“I will only keep you from your date a little while.”
“What date do you mean?”
“Sorry I meant to say your date with David?”
“Who’s David?”
“Him who you have been working with for the last two years.”
“John, I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“I think you do. David; you are his PA in the law firm.”
“You can be a little late for once. I’m sure he won’t mind.”
“John, I don’t know what you mean.”
“Yes, you do. He’s been your lover for the last two years.”
“John, I still don’t know what you mean.”
“Will you shut up and sit down?”
“I am the one who needs to do all the talking. You need to sit and listen to me.”
Carol sat down in front of me.
I found out just a month after it all started. A friend told me. I was going to say something, but I didn’t. I was scared to ask why. So I let it go on when it started two years ago. I prayed you would come to your senses. I just wanted for you to stop and come back to me. You might as well know I have been heart-broken for all this time. As time passed, I twigged it was going to be a long affair.
And it was not going to be a quick roll in bed.
Nine months ago I had to go to London for work for three days. Well, I told you my first ever lie in all our married life. I went away to find out what I could do. I went to the best a divorce lawyer in town.
To find out that you would get sole custody of our kids. No, I could not get sole custody, but you would. You would get half of everything and child support. That did not worry me.
But the loss of losing my kids made me mad as hell. The thought of me visiting them at the weekends was a No, no for me. If we divorced, David might get divorced and move in with you and my kids. He living here to bring up my kids was a NO. Knowing of an unfaithful lying cheating wife and mother.
“So I hired a PD. He took pictures and recordings of you screwing with David. What I looked at and watched the recording of you two I was sick to my teeth. I watch the recordings of you screwing him in dozens of different ways. And all the ways he screwed you. You two must have read karma sutra. Or you know it inside out.
What made me sick was you wiping his cum all over your body. Then licking your hands to make sure you tasted it. And last thing seeing cum running from your mouth, your pussy, and your arse.
And the best of it you told me you would never ever swallow my cum or have anal sex with me. That then told me you were not a truthful wife. He must be a real hunk of a man. Because you sure did both with him week in and week out?
What hurt me the most at first was living in the same house with you. When we were making love.
You were thinking of him, not me. That hurt me even more.
In the last two years the only time I have been happy was when I was with the kids. I looked at you hoping you would realise that we were a family. Praying you would to your senses. But it never happened that your mind was with him. What also hurts is the way you ignore his wife and kids. And the way you have treated our kids and me.
The best of it. If you found out it would destroy two families, and you did not care one bit. If there is a god, get yourself ready to explain things to him why you did it. As for me, I don’t want to know.
Carol, you might be wondering why I am telling all this to you tonight. Seven months ago when I was in hospital, I was thinking of you screwing him. Then I was told I had eight to nine months to live. While I was lying there, I planned what I was going to do. I never told you I was dying.
When my brother and his wife visited me, they asked where you were. In the end I told them everything. When I got out of the hospital the three of us went to see a lawyer. I wanted them to foster my kids when I died. He made it all possible. So when I die, they will be with my brother and his wife and not with you.
I told my brother everything about what has been going on. He is in sole charge of everything and will have me buried. There will be no divorce. I sold the business last week. You have not noticed what I have been doing. I have sold all my things. I only have four changes of clothes, and you never noticed. All our money has been set aside for the kid’s education. Our kids will have a lot.
When the kids are twenty-one, they will have to go to my Lawyer. I have written pages to my kids from the first day we met. Our love life and right up to you and him. I have left photos and recordings of you and David screwing. I don’t know what you will say to them, but I wish I could be there to listen to the lies.
You will have to go out to work. He will not be able to help you much after tonight. I spent hours and hours putting things in place. My two kids I had tested for my DNA when the results came back, thank God they were both mine. I tracked down every Lawyer’s firm in the country. There are thousands of them.
With their mail addresses on my PC. On my PC are the pictures he took, and recordings of you two screwing. Yes, you screwed him in dozens and dozens of different ways. And he screwed you in. You had anal sex with him. Sucking him off and swallowing his cum.
I have all the mail addresses where you work too. All your friends and families mail addresses right down to your distant family.
I don’t want a lingering death in the hospital. Because I know you and him will be screwing all night long. It would tear me to bits lying there waiting to die. I want a quick short one.
David was in the TA and knows all about remote control devices. Sorry I guess you didn’t know?
(I had strapped to my chest an explosive charge enough to kill me quickly.)
“Carol please Press Enter for me,” I said.
“Can you do it yourself?” She said.
“Yes, but I would like you to do it so I can smell the woman I love so very much, “I said.
She Pressed Enter.
“Thank you.”
“John, what have you just done?”
“Sorry I didn’t do it. You did!”
When you Pressed, Enter. You have just sent everything to work, your friends, family, and the rest of the legal system. A message to the police and one to my brother.
“Tell me you are lying,” she said.
“No.”
You can go on your date now. And tell David what you have just done. Carol, I have left a letter in your car. Would you please get it for me?
I had timed her over and over how long it would take her to get to her car. It was one minute thirty seconds.
Where I was sitting with the window wide her car was parked right under it. I had one minute thirty-five seconds. I held my head and cried. She picked up the letter in a big white envelope. In large print on it.
BANG THANKS FOR PRESSING ENTER. Now I had my revenge.
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THIS IS WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR.
As for that David. He would lose his job and be disbarred. His wife would divorce him and take him to the cleaners. Hope the only job he could get was selling bootlaces. He knew all about remote control devices and the police may think he killed me. There were a few hints to the police. He destroyed my last two years of life. I was going to destroy his life. Hoping the police would think he and Carol planned to kill me. I would have liked to be a fly on the wall when they were questioned by the police.
As for Carol, the woman I loved! She would have no money coming from me and nowhere to live.
She would have trouble finding a well-paid job. I hoped her family would turn their back on her and all her friends. And if David would marry her, it would not last long once a cheat is always a cheat.
I bet she would get money by lying on her back.
My brother would tell my family what had been going on. When Carol came to see the kids, she got a cold reception. If she called on any of my family, the door would be shut in her face.
I knew my kids were safe with my brother and his lovely wife. And their education had been taken care of.
Warning never Press Enter.