He Just Walked Away

He just walked away.

By loveofmyLife75.

My name is Arthur Clark I am thirty and not bad looking if I say so. Five -ten, broad, and muscular I spend a lot of time working out at the gym. I am next in line for promotion. I live in a small flat and have been divorced twice. Thank God we had no children with either of my two slut wives. Both my ex-wives cheated on me with what I thought were my best friends.

Well, each of them got what they wanted from my slut ex-wife. My friends are no longer friends of mine. As people say, once a cheat is always a cheat. My ex-best friends will pay the price one day. That is their problem now.

I have a brother Tony; he is two years younger. He is much better looking than me, but not as well built. He married a girl the same age as him. Mum and dad had died a year after he was married. I was now the head of our small family. When we were growing up, we were the best of friends and still are.

Mum and Dad kept on saying to me.

“Look after your brother, he’s not as strong as you,” Mum and Dad used to say.

“We know he will come to you if he is in trouble or needs help”. Mum and Dad said.

I never realized how true it was.

He knew what caused my two divorces. He would not hear of anything bad said about his wife Chris. He loved her so much. In my way, I was trying to warn him it can happen to him. When I first met Chris, I had a feeling she was not right for him. I tried telling him she was not right for him. He was obsessed with her; nothing would change his mind.

I was glad Mum and Dad saw Tony married to Chris. I was his best man, and our parents were ever so pleased. Tony worshipped an inch of ground that she walked on. She could do no wrong.

The first two years of their married life were just great. I visited them twice a week and when I was there. Tony was close to Chris helping her all the time.

Tony worked in the furniture trade since he left school. He knew his job backwards. He was eager to get home to see Chris. The woman he loved so much and it was the same for her. Their sex life was good.

Chris was manager and she was able to take out sales reps for lunches. She paid for the lunches out of her own pocket. Then she would claim the money back from the company. There was one sales rep who visited twice a week. She was getting reductions from him. Chris’s boss did not mind her being late from lunch; she was saving the company money.

All things started to change. As I have said Tony loved Chris so much. But Chris started to come home late from work once a week on Wednesday nights. This had been going on for three weeks.

“Chris, why are you coming home late.”

“Just late meetings,” she said.

Tony had no choice but he had to believe her. They had sex nightly. Now all things have started to change. The next three weeks were the same. Sex on Wednesday nights now had changed. Then Chris started to come home late on Monday nights.

“Chris, why are you coming home late.”

“Just late meetings,” she said.

Sex on Monday nights now had changed. There was no sex on those two nights. He was now starting to grow up. He watched her more closely now. When she came home on those two nights. She always dressed down for the rest of the week.

He knew something had changed her. He had now realized two things. There was no sex on those two nights. She went and had a shower within seconds of coming home. The penny had now dropped and she was cheating on him.

I called off as usual on Thursday night.

“Could we go for a couple of drinks?” Tony said.

Tony was quiet, on the way to the pub.

“Tony what is it that’s troubling you?” I said.

With that, Tony stopped walking and turned to me.

“I do not want a drink; I won’t talk to my big brother,” Tony said.

We found a bench. We sat down with his head in his hands and started to cry.

“Tony, what in hell is wrong with you,” I said.

He stopped after a minute or two. He looked at me with his sad eyes. The last time I had seen eyes like that was when Mum and Dad had died. I knew there was something wrong with him and Chris but what? Then he then blurted out.

“Chris is cheating on me…. and I don’t have an idea what to do,” Tony said.

I wrapped both my arms around him and held him tight.

“Tony let both of us deal with it, then…. what makes you think Chris is cheating on you,” I said.

Tony then looked at me.

“She goes to work, dressed with her come and fuck me bra and knickers on…. and she has a shower as soon as she comes home…. we had sex on those nights now she tired or has a headache,” he said.

“Tony, how long has this been going on?” I said.

“About six weeks I guess,… It could be longer I cannot say for sure,” he said.

“If she is cheating on you, what do you want me to do,” I said.

“I want to know the truth, good or bad,” he said.

He sat there in silence for a minute then he looked at me.

“Divorce her and make a good mess off him!” he said.

“Tony, I am off work next week…. If you wish, I can watch her on those days at lunchtime and night for you,” I said.

“Thanks, brother, can you do that for me?” he said.

“Have you checked her knickers for spunk,” I said.

“No, why should I,” he said.

“We’ll do it from now on and start this week,… check them, put them in plastic bags, then hide them,” I said.

“Why should I do that,” he said.

“Hide them, she will be looking for them…. She will start to wonder if he has them or not,” I said.

“Try to act normal for the time being,” I said.

I was outside the firm where she worked on Monday. Before her lunch hour I was waiting for her to go to lunch. I will take photos all the time that show the date and time. Chris comes out from the firm with a man close behind her. He drives off and Chris follows him in her car. I followed her in less than five minutes down the road. Both drive in the parking area of the local hotel. Chris pulls up next to his car. Both get out of their cars and start kissing the car park.

I followed them into the hotel. She picked up the room key and he followed her. I waited until both were out of sight. I walked up to the desk.

“I have missed Mrs. Chris Clark…. She is a good friend of mine,” I said.

Well the lady on the desk said.

“I would love to have a quick word with her…. will be out of the country for the next six months…. Would you mind telling me her room number?” I said.

Well the lady on the desk spoke quietly. xxx she uses the same room every week. That was a bonus I had. I walked towards the lift as though I was going to see her. I went out to my car and waited for her to come out.

Seventy-five minutes later, she comes out and the man goes to their cars then a quick kiss. She drives back towards where she works. I followed her. She stopped at a Royal restaurant, went inside, and was out in a minute or two. She was putting in her bag what looked like a bill. Photo’d her then she drove back to work.

I went to do some shopping.

While I was shopping, I bumped into a young woman. Turning to her to say I am so sorry. I was speechless. I looked into her light blue eyes. I smiled, she smiled.

“I do beg your pardon for bumping into you,” I said.

I looked at this woman and then blurted out.

“Would you like a coffee,” I said.

I was smiling; she looked at me for a second.

“I would like that,” she said.

In the coffee shop, I helped her off with her coat. I looked at the side of her face; she was not wearing any makeup. God, she looked so good. I ordered coffee and cakes for both of us. After a while, I asked her name.

With a smile. “Angelina,” she said.

Then she asked me for my name, “Arthur Clark,” I said.

We then chatted; time flew by.

“I must leave by four-thirty, may I take you out for dinner tonight,” I said.

She smiled at me.

“Yes,” she said.

“Eight for dinner it’s a date,” I said.

I stood up.

“I will meet you here then Angelina,” I said. She nodded with a smile. I left.

I went back to where Chris worked, I was there before five. Just gone five she comes out. She did not drive to her house. I did not expect to do so. She went back to the hotel. I waited for the same man to park next to her car. Both went into the hotel. Now a six-fifth teen. Both came out with a kiss and a cuddle.

At that time of night, rush hour traffic could be bad. It could take up to one hour to get home to Chris and Tony’s house. I followed Chris; she was going home to my brother. I was to have a go at her and throw her out of her house. It was not my job; it was up to Tony he had to do it. I phoned Tony to remind him about the knickers and the plastic bag.

“That’s all done,” Tony said.

He asked what was going on.

“Tony, please let me deal with it,” I said.

Tony just acts normal,” I said.

I went and met Angelina for dinner; we went to the steak house. We chatted away all night long. It seemed like we had known each other forever. I took Angelina home. I asked her for a date the following evening. We went for a Chinese.

“Angelina, can we meet next Saturday night for dinner,” I said.

“I cannot make it before then I have things to take care off…. Same time, same place,” I said.

We both stood up. I kissed her, she kissed me back, we broke. I looked into her blue eyes and she looked into mine. We kissed. The second kiss must have lasted two whole mins.

I went to a friend of mine and borrowed spy cameras and a recording kit. I went to the hotel and asked if I could see the manager.

“May we speak in private,” I said to him.

We went into his office and I closed the door.

I explained what I thought was going on.

He did not like what I told him, not one little bit.

If the public was to find out it would be bad for business.

I asked if I could install the spy cameras and the recording kit in the xxx room.

“I will get our Electrician to help you,” he said.

“When do you want to install the kit,” he said.

“In the morning,” I said.

I phoned Tony at work and asked him to get Friday off.

The next day the Electrician did most of the work.

“I have much better spy cameras. Would you like to use them?” he said.

“Yes, please,” I said.

“Do you know how to set up the start and finish times,” I said.

He set it all up for me.

I was outside where she worked before lunch hour. She comes out from the firm with a man close behind her. He drives off and Chris follows him in her car. I followed her in less than five minutes down the road. They drive into the parking area of the hotel. Chris pulls up next to his car. Both get out of their cars and start kissing the car park. She goes for the key to the room he follows her. I had a good idea of how long they would be. I returned to where Chris worked. I went to the office.

“May I speak with Mrs. Chris Clark,” I said.

“My name is Arthur Clark. I am Chris’s brother-in-law,” I said.

“She has gone out for lunch with Mr. Dennis Waterman,” the girl said.

“He’s a salesman who has gone to the Royal,” said the girl.

“By the way, who does he work for,” I said.

“The forge in Sheffield,” the girl said.

“It can wait, I will see her tomorrow night,” I said.

I thanked them and left. I went back to the hotel and waited for both of them to come out. Seventy-five minutes later, she comes out and the man goes to their cars then a quick kiss. She drives back towards where she works. I followed her. She stopped at a Royal restaurant, went inside, and was out in a minute or two. She was putting in her bag what looked like a bill. Photo’d her then she drove back to work.

I went and did a bit more shopping. I went to where she worked, I was there before five. Chris came out just after five. She did not drive to her house as I expected. She went back to the hotel. I waited for the same man to park next to her car. Both went into the hotel. Now a six-fifth teen. Both came out with a kiss and a cuddle. I then followed Chris; she was going home to my brother. The traffic was good that night.

I phoned Tony to remind him about the knickers and the plastic bag.

“All done,” he said.

“What can you tell me,” Tony said.

“I will tell you everything when I call round tomorrow night,” I said.

“Have you got Friday off,” I said.

“Yes,” he said.

I went back to the hotel on Thursday and asked to see the manager. He sent for the Electrician.

I then thanked the manager. Out came the cameras and the kit. I thanked the Electrician so much for all his help.

When I got home, I made copies of the recordings.

That night was my day to visit him. I phoned Tony; she answered the phone.

“Chris, will you tell Tony I will meet him in the pub…. I am running late for a change…. Tell him to bring his wallet, it’s about time he paid,” I said.

Chris started to laugh.

Slut you are not going to be laughing for much longer. I said to myself.

I was in the pub before he walked in. And at my side an envelope with photos and the recordings. I had it covered with my coat. I had a pint and a whiskey for both of us.

“Right Arthur let’s have it,” he said.

“Tony, we must talk and get a few things straight,” I said.

“Ok,” he said.

“Yes, Chris is cheating on you,” I said.

He dropped the whiskey.

“When you get home, will you act normally? I said.

“We will find a solicitor on Friday,” I said.

“You two are in a rented house…. And furniture belongs to both of you…. You have to sell it and split it fifty/fifty,” I said.

“You are going to open up a new bank account…. Then transfer your salary into it…. Any savings you both have…. Transfer half not a penny more and that goes in the new account…. And cancel your joint account, I said.

“When you have found a solicitor, ask him to serve the divorce papers at twelve fifty on Monday where she works,” I said.

“Get the solicitor to sight Dennis Waterman in the divorce but he will not be able to do it,” I said.

“Who the hell is Dennis Waterman,” he said.

“He’s the guy she has been, seeing behind your back,” I said.

“If! Both served at the same time and all the office will know what has been going on with them…. Chris is going to be upset…. The hotel session is not going to happen,” I said.

“Tonight, and Friday night, you have to be calm…. At some time while you are chatting to her you will say…. Burt from work told me he saw you with a man going into the hotel at lunchtime, who was he…. Wait for her to answer,” I said.

I got two more whiskies.

“Tony, here are photos I have taken of both of them,… Here are the recordings in the hotel and before you ask…. “No, I have not watched it,” I said.

“I want you to watch it alone!” I said.

“Sorry, Tony, it will hurt but you must keep your head…. Remember I will come and help if you wish,… “Tony, will you hide the DVD when you get home?… I will run you home now…. I will pick you up in the morning,” I said.

That Thursday night, Tony only fucked her to use a phrase (his heart was not in it) neither was his dick. When you have sex with your wife it’s love. But when you have sex with a slut it is called fucking.

Friday, he opened a new account. He transfers half the savings and closes the joint account. He then found a solicitor and Tony told him the story then handed over the photos and recordings. He then asked for the divorce papers served on Monday.

On Mrs. Chris Clark and Dennis Waterman at the same time at the works at twelve fifty on Monday. He told Tony there was not a problem with his wife and the papers for Dennis Waterman may not happen. But he will try and arrange it.

Tony told his solicitor he had taken half of their savings and closed the joint bank account. Tony passed to the solicitor a list of the contents. He wanted the contents in the house sold and split fifty/fifty.

I drove Tony home. He had to watch the recordings. I was worried about him as Mum and Dad said he was not as strong as you think. I dropped off my brother at his house.

“Tony give her a dam good fucking and if you have a fantasy of fucking her remember she has three holes…. Monday night she will be leaving you,” I said.

Tony within the last five days had grown up and was much stronger. I did not know when I left Tony, he walked around the corner to the chemist. He got packets of Viagra. When Tony got back home, he put three suitcases in the spare room ready for packing on Monday night. I could see in Tony’s face he did not want to watch the recordings he had to. Tony sits down and starts to watch the recordings.

Lunchtime in room No. xxx.

He closed the hotel door behind him and locked it. He walks to the bed and removes his jacket, throwing it onto one of the two chairs. He moves towards her holding her at the waist and gives her a kiss. She takes off his tie, and starts to unbutton his shirt buttons. My wife is pulling his shirt out of his trousers and pulling it off his tanned body.

Chris removes her top jacket and throws it onto a chair. He is undoing her blouse and off it comes throwing it towards a chair. It landed on one of the bedroom chairs. Exposing a well-shaped pair of tits that are still trapped in her come and fuck me lacy bra.

He kicks off his shoes. Chris is pulling at his belt trying to get it undone as fast as possible. Down goes the zipper then the button on his trousers. Chris pulls his trousers down his legs. Then, he steps out of them. Chris stands up and has his hands on the sides of her skirt. The zipper on her goes down. Then the button on her miniskirt is undone; her miniskirt falls to the floor, Chris kicking it away.

Chris was standing there in white lacy come and fuck me bra and knickers on and a pair of shoes. Chris kicks off both her shoes. Chris grabs hold of his briefs at the sides and pulls them down to his ankles as he steps out of them. Sticking out towards her forehead, raging hard dick. Chris grabs hold of his hard dick, (I was expecting a much bigger dick than mine, but he was only the same size as myself).

Chris rolls her tongue around the head of his raging dick. Chris opens her mouth and slips it into her mouth about an inch or so. Chris holds the rest of his shaft with her right hand. Her left hand holds his balls and starts sucking and wanking him off in her mouth.

(Not much time in one and a half hours).

He does not last long shots his spunk into her mouth Chris swallows every single drop.

Chris stands up after a quick lick of his dick he unfastened her white lacy bra and throws it onto the chair. Chris is holding his dick with one hand.

He stoops down his mouth her right tit nipple both her nipples are as big as an organ stops. He uses his left hand’s first finger and thumb now gripping the nipple. Twisting and pulling her left nipple. Chris is enjoying it with a light moan.

He breaks away moving both hands to her fuck me high leg knickers. He pulls them down when they come. Chris falls onto the foot of the bed and spreads her legs good and wide and falls backward on the bed.

He is between her legs, his dick still raging hard-on. He gets close to her cunt slit and pushes it in, again pushes it and goes a couple of inches into her wet cunt. He pushes again and makes sure it goes into her wet cunt.

(Not much time in one-and a quarter hour at lunchtime.)

He drives his dick in and out as a man possessed. Her legs wrap around his waist grasping, he makes sure he is going nowhere. Both his hands on her tits squeezing them. Chris is moaning and saying fuck me faster you are better than my husband is. Chris calls out fuck me harder and faster.

Then, she is calling out loudly. I love your dick, your much better than my husband’s keep on fucking me forever. Loud moans, coming from Chris he starts to moan Chris shouts out faster. He calls out I am Cumming. A loud cry comes from Chris. He then shots all his hot spunk deep inside her now-soaked cunt.

He keeps thrusting Chris pull him into her and screams of satisfaction with a long orgasm. Both collapse on the bed, gasping for breath.

(Not much time in one-and a quarter hour.)

Time was short, both had to recover as quickly as possible. Chris gets hold of his dick and starts rubbing it quickly, making sure he stays hard. Within minutes, Chris is kneeling at the bottom of the bed. With her legs spread wide supporting herself on her arms. He comes up behind her and rubs his dick up then down that soaked cunt then he pushes his dick in about halfway. Chris calls out to get that dick of yours in now. I need a good fucking from you.

He gives a second push. It is now in his balls banging against the tops of cunt Chris gives out a moan. Chris calls out fuck me faster than she calls out your much better than him who is at home. Fuck me as hard as you can I want your dick to go in quicker. Chris moans and the moans become louder.

He is going in and out as fast as he can moan and more moans. He starts to moan, he holds her hips keeping her still, and goes even faster. Chris shouts out I love your fucking dick it is much better than his at home just give it to me faster and harder. Both their bodies start shaking. He screams out that I am Cumming. Chris is in the middle of an orgasm. He shoots his hot load of spunk deep inside a soaking wet cunt Chris both collapsed on the bed.

Chris starts playing with his dick making sure it stays good and hard. Licking the heads enjoying his and her juices what remains left on his dick.

(Not much time left).

Chris climbs over him and mounts him on the bed facing him. Chris slips his dick in that soaking wet cunt of hers. And lowers herself down his spunk and her juices running out of her wet cunt down his shaft and around his balls. Chris is bouncing up and down he is holding both her tits Chris, bouncing faster and faster moans and more moans. Chris goes as fast as she can. More moans from her and their bodies are shaking. Chris calls out, I am fucking loving your dick I want it all the time bouncing, he calls out. I Cumming and more hot spunk shots deep into her cunt. Chris’s head slumps forward then backward and screams then collapses on the bed.

(Time is running out).

Chris climbs over him and mounts him on the bed this time facing his feet. Chris slips his dick in that soaking wet cunt. Chris lowers herself down onto his dick. His dick slips in because of his spunk and her juices running out of her wet cunt. His and her juices are running down his length and around his balls.

Chris is bouncing up and down. He is holding her waist, moving with her every bounce. Chris is bouncing, up and down, she is going fast and faster moans and more moans. Chris goes as fast as she can and moans from her. Their bodies now are shaking Chris calls out, I want your fucking dick all the time. Bouncing he calls out Cumming and more hot spunk shots deep into her cunt. Chris’s head slumps forward then backward and screams then collapses on the bed.

Both spent.

(Time has run out).

Chris licks his dick for a couple of minutes and both get dressed.

They kiss, cuddle, Chris says I want your dick to be even better tonight after five pm and both leave the room.

(Tony thinking to himself he can cum five times I can only manage three times before I am all done in.)

Now evening time in room No. xxx.

Chris walks into the room, taking off her top jacket and throws it onto the chair. Unbuttoning her blouse off it comes she throws it on the chair as if it was a rag. The zipper on her goes down on her shirt. Then the button on her miniskirt is undone; her miniskirt falls to the floor, Chris kicking it away like a rag. She bends down picking it up then throwing it onto the chair and kicking off her shoes. She unfastens her come and fuck me lacy bra throwing it onto the chair. It landed on one of the bedroom chairs exposing a well-shaped pair of tits showing them off to him.

Chris removes her white lace come and fuck me high leg knickers. They are still a little damp from the afternoons fucking session. She give a quick turn showing of her sex to him. And kneels on the bottom of the bed with her legs as wide as she could them.

He throws his coat on the chair, ties his shirt undone, and throws both onto the chair. He kicks off his shoes then unbuckles his belt. Zipper down trousers were undone and down to his ankles, stepping out of them follows his briefs. His dick is hard and stiff ready to slip into the waiting cunt of Chris’s. He moves behind Chris and offers his dick to the awaiting cunt. He pushes it a couple of inches.

Chris calls out to get that fucking dick in me all the way. He gives one almighty push if it goes in all the way. Chris calls out fuck me good and hard. He is pushing in and out as though there is no tomorrow, he holds on to Chris’s hips pulling her onto him. He, starting to moan, Chris has her head buried into the bedsheets. And gripping the sheets with both hands. He calls out I am Cumming he shoots his first load of hot spunk deep inside her cunt. Chris screams as she has a massive orgasm.

Chris calls out do not move fuck me again I what it right now. He starts in and out of her wet cunt and starts to go faster. Chris calls out harder and faster for fuck’s sake. I love your dick inside me. I want you in there forever and ever. He is going as fast as he can. Pulling her onto him both bodies trembling. He cries out I am Cumming and shoots his second load of hot spunk deep inside her already wet cunt. Chris’s head now buried deep on the bedsheets and screams of delight both collapsed on the bed.

(Time is short).

He kneels to the right-hand side of Chris. She holds his dick in her left hand, and stroking it up and down, making sure his dick does not go soft. He slips two of his fingers inside her cunt finger fucking for a minute or two. He pulls out his fingers from her wet cunt slips them into Chris’s open mouth. Chris takes his entire fingers in her mouth, sucking away enjoying his spunk and her juices. He takes his finger out of her mouth and slips them back inside her wet cunt. He scopes more spunk and her juices on his finger go straight back into Chris’s mouth. She was sucking his fingers clean. He slips his fingers back into her cunt, scopes up more spunk and juices. And sticks them into his mouth, sucking them clean.

He gets off the bed and pulls Chris down the bed spreading her legs as wide as possible. His dick is as raging hard-on he gives a big thrust as his dick slides inside her wet cunt. She was saying I am fucking loving that dick inside me now will you fuck me to death. He is going for a couple of minutes then her legs wrap around his waist. Chris is pulling him into her. His hands grab hold of both her tits squeezing them. Chris calls out fuck me faster and hard as you can. He calls out I am Cumming and shoots more spunk deep inside that soaking wet cunt. Chris screams with delight at another massive orgasm.

He falls on the bed gasping for breath.

(Time is short).

Chris goes to the bottom of the bed, kneels with her legs spread to the limits. He moves behind Chris again and offers his dick to her dripping wet waiting cunt. He pushes it a couple of inches with ease. Chris calls out to get that fucking dick in me all the way time is running out. He gives one almighty push; it goes in all the way. Chris calls out fuck me as hard as you can. He is pushing in and out as though there is no tomorrow. He holds on to Chris’s hips pulling her onto him. He starts to moan Chris is moaning.

Her head buried into the bedsheets and gripping the sheets with both hands. He calls out I am Cumming and shots more spunk deep inside that soaking wet cunt. Chris screams with delight at another massive orgasm.

(Time has run out).

After a couple of minutes, both get dressed. They kiss, cuddle, Chris says I want your dick to be even better next week. Both leave the room.

Tony and Chris on Friday night were talking about this and that.

“Chris, I forgot to ask you, Burt from work told me he saw you with a man,” Tony said.

“Both of you were going into the hotel at lunchtime last Monday and Wednesday,” Tony said.

“That will be Dennis Waterman…. He is a sales rep from Sheffield…. We would be having a business lunch,” she said.

“Chris lets us go to our bedroom,” he said.

“It’s only eight,” she said.

I was out with Angelina on Saturday night for dinner. God, I was dying to see her. I picked her up and kissed her straight away. I held her small hand saying, “where would you like to eat?”

“What about a good Italian meal,” she said.

She knew which was the best Italian restaurant, so we found a nice quiet corner. The Italian waiter came over to take our order.

“Would you mind if I order for the both of us,” Angelina said.

“Please do,” I said.

She ordered all our food without looking at the menu once.

“That was great the way you ordered all our food…. How long have you been able to speak Italian,” I said.

“All my life…. Since I am half-Italian,” she said.

The meal was out of this world what she had chosen. I was not giving her my full attention.

“What is troubling you,” she said.

“Does it show that much?” I said.

“Well a trouble shared is a trouble halved,” she said.

I reach out with both my hands across the table to hold her small hands.

“Angelina, we have only known each other for five minutes…. You will think I am a big soft kid, “I said.

“What you are trying to say,” she said.

“We only met on Monday…. It is now Saturday and it could not come fast enough for me to see you again,” I said.

She smiled and said, “stand up.”

We both stood up. She kissed me; we broke. I held her tightly and kissed her again. She looked at me with a lovely smile on her face.

“I was dying to see you as well,” she said.

We sat there holding hands.

“There is something else troubling you, can I help,” she said.

I looked at her. I could sense she wanted to help.

“It’s just a family problem!” I said.

“I may be able to help?” she said.

I looked into her light blue eyes with a smile.

“If I tell you, please do not tell anyone else, please,” I said.

She promised me. I told her all about Tony and Chris and that she was cheating on him. She was silent for a few minutes. Then she spoke.

“Arthur, I must tell you something here and now…. Please do not say a word until I have finished…. Arthur, I am divorced now a year from my ex, the swine was cheating on me…. I have never dated until I met you last week…. I like you very much if we are going to date; we need to go steady for a while,” she said.

My jaw dropped wide open.

“I’ve been divorced twice and both cheated on me,” I said.

I stood up; she followed and we kissed for ages. I then escorted her home. Our next date was Sunday night. That was when I had my second Italian meal with her.

Monday at twelve fifty the divorce papers were served on Mrs. Chris Clark. Some of the staff were shocked and others were not. Chris’s boss was there as he was walking through the office.

Lunch was off the menu for both. “Ha.” Chris worked the rest of the day embarrassed with staring eyes at her and plenty of whispers.

Chris went home and burst into the house. Screaming at Tony. “What is this all about you divorcing me,” she said.

“Because you have been cheating on me for weeks now,” he said.

“I will never cheat on you…. Tony, I have not been cheating on you in a loud voice…. If I was cheating on you, where is your proof?” she said.

“Chris, you see that big envelope on the table, look at the photos and note the times,” he said.

She sat down, looking at the Photos.

“Well, Chris, what do you have to say?” he said.

“They are all business lunches,” she said.

“I will accept that for now since it was lunchtime,” he said.

“Now explain that these are taken after five pm to six fifteen it’s not lunch time,” he said.

“Tony, we went over the new deal,” she said.

“I will accept that for now,” he said.

“I can see why you were thinking I was cheating on you because of the photos,” she said.

“Now you see I was not cheating on you, I love you so very much,” she said.

Tony stood up; turning on the TV set and gave her the remote.

“Chris just pressed the play button,” Tony said.

Chris watched for a few minutes and stopped it.

“Chris just started it again…. I want you to watch all two and a half hours of you fucking Dennis Waterman…. And when you have finished watching it…. I will be waiting to hear the reason why you were fucking him,” he said.

Yes, all those well-known words come flooding out of her mouth.

“I love you and only you, it was just sex,” she said.

“You did not listen to what you were saying to him…. you need to watch and listen to what you have said…. To save time.

You said “I love your dick it’s better than him who is at home…. You also, said. “I love your fucking dick I want it all the time…. and there is more,” he said.

“Chris, you may want to watch it again…. In the spare room are three suitcases…. Waiting for you to pack you are leaving of your own accord tonight.

“Tony, you are throwing me out,” she said.

“No, you are leaving…. Now go and pack or will I do it for you,” he said.

Chris packed and walked back into the living room.

“Tony, I know why you fucked me to death from Friday night,” she said.

Tony looked at her.

“Yes, I loved fucking you, and you did enjoy it…. Chris as you have said. it was just sex. Ha. He said.

“Chris, someone told me years ago…. When you have sex with your wife it’s love…. But when you have sex with a slut it is called fucking…. I fucked you from Friday night slut,” he said.

“Tony, please let me explain,” Chris said.

“Sorry Chris I do not like cheats…. If you and I made it up within weeks you would be cheating on me with someone else…. Chris here is your copy of the recordings there is the door…. You are leaving of your own accord see you in court,” he said.

Chris left.

Tony phoned me asking me to come round. I was there in minutes. I was worried about him.

When I walked in, my brother had grown up in days.

“Arthur, thanks for coming, Chris has gone…. I want to tell you what I did from Friday night,” he said.

“When you dropped me off on Friday night?… You said Tony give her a dam good fucking and if you have a fantasy of fucking her remember, she, has three holes…. On Monday night, Chris will be leaving you,” he said.

“Well, I walked around the corner to the chemist and purchased a few packets of Viagra…. I had her in the bedroom at eight…. I ripped her clothes off and fucked her forwards then backwards…. I pulled her down to the bottom of the bed and fucked her doggy style…. had several blowjobs,” he said.

“Her third hole her ass. “No,” I said to myself.

“I did not want the slut’s shit on my dick. So, I fucked her until the Viagra wore off…. We fell asleep,” he said.

“I was awake before her…. I popped in another little blue pill…. I fucked her doggy style most of Saturday morning until the little blue wore off…. We had lunch…. I popped in another little blue pill,” he said.

“I fucked most of Saturday afternoon. her doggy style and forwards until the little blue pill wore off,” he said.

“It was about ten pm on Saturday…. I popped in the little blue pill…. I fucked her forward, backward, and doggy style three times and had several blowjobs,” he said.

“I looked at her ass again,” he said.

“NO way my dick was going in the slut’s ass,” he said.

“Sunday about ten am, I popped in the little blue pill…. I fucked her doggy style and had a couple of blowjobs…. About eight pm, I dragged Chris to the bedroom…. I fucked her fucking her four times doggy style,” he said.

“When Chris left, I said here is your copy of the recordings there is the door, see you in court…. Arthur, I could only manage to cum three times that Viagra helped me fuck her to death,” he said.

I was proud of my brother. He had grabbed hold of his own life at last. Tony was waiting for his divorce to come through. I was now seeing Angelina six nights a week. Yes, it was serious between the both of us. After about three months.

“You had best meet my family,” she said.

I picked her up from her house and drove to her parents’ house.

First, she introduces me to her father Gino then her mother Mary and in walked a woman.

“This is my sister Bianca,” she said. The five of us sat drinking wine. Now and then the four of them spoke Italian. I knew they were talking about me because they kept looking over at me. It was time to take Angelina home and, on the way, back.

“Angelina, what were you saying about me in Italian,” I said.

Angelina held my arm while I was driving looking at me.

“If you must know, they all liked you so very much…. They asked me if we are getting married…. I told them I hope so…. but Arthur has not said anything yet,” she said.

I stopped the car, turned to Angelina, held her in my arms as best I could in the seats, and kissed her for ages.

I asked Angelina about her sister Bianca.

“Well she was married and now divorced. Her ex-husband was cheating on her,” Angelina said.

I left it alone at that point. I was at her house the following night.

“Would, you mind if I bring my brother along with your parent’s next time we go?” I said.

(He may be part of the family one day I thought that was a funny thing to say).

“What about tomorrow night?” I said.

She picked up the phone and arranged for an Italian meal. The following night, I had Tony in the car. Then I went and picked up Angelina. We entered Angelina’s mother and father’s home. I was hoping Bianca would be there. She walked in dressed casually but looked all sexy. Tony sat next to Bianca at the table and they talked to each other all the time throughout the meal. It was as if the four of us were not there. Angelina looked at me nodding towards Tony and Bianca. I smiled and she smiled. The rest of the evening, Gino, Mary, Angelina, and I talked. Tony and Bianca had only eyes for each other.

The next three months flew by Tony and Bianca glued together as many hours of the day as they could. The divorce came through the Solicitor selling the furniture. Giving half of the sale to Chris’s solicitor. Tony moved in with me in the two-bedroom flat. Angelina and I went around to her parent’s house.

Tony was already there; he had asked Bianca to marry him. He had already asked Gino for his permission he had approved. I intended to ask for Angelina’s hand in marriage from her father. Because while I was driving to Angelina’s mother’s and father’s house. I had stopped the car and kissed Angelina four times when we broke our kiss.

“Will you marry me?” I said.

Angelina said “I thought you would never ask!” Angelina said.

“The answer is YES,” Angelina said.

I asked Gino for his permission to marry Angelina.

“Yes,” Gino said.

“Open the champagne,” Gino said.

As the evening wore on.

“We should have a big double wedding and all the families can come,” Gino said.

The date set that night Gino and Mary said “They would arrange everything.”

The double wedding came and there were 350 people there, it was a big Italian wedding.

Gino and Mary were in their early 60s all they wanted was grandchildren.

Two weeks after our wedding, I had a week’s holiday. I told Angelina I was going away to work for a few days. I would be back as quickly as possible. I decided on revenge for Tony.

I went to the engineering works where Chris was still working at the beginning of her lunch break.

Out she comes with a man close behind, yes, she followed him in her car. Yes, it was Dennis Waterman. I went into the works and asked to see Chris’s boss.