A Day Early

I came home a day early from my annual hunting trip last fall and noticed that the car of my wife's boss was in our driveway. It was 7:00 in the morning, and I had a bad feeling. I parked a little way down the road and let myself quietly in the house. Sure enough, they were in my bed together and asleep. I had suspected something between them, but it was kind of hard to find out like that. I couldn't decide what to do, so I did nothing. I was dead tired, so I laid down in our spare bedroom and dozed off. I was awakened by the squeaking of bedsprings and the passionate moaning of my wife. I could crack the door and watch them going at it. I felt betrayed and turned on at the same time. They were talking dirty, screaming passionately, and pleasing each other in every possible way. After what seemed like hours, they were finally spent, and they fell back to sleep. I decided it was best to leave, so I slipped out and spent the night in a local hotel. I went home the next day as scheduled, and my wife acted as if nothing happened. Seeing her with another man made me appreciate her even more, and I'd like to catch her in the act again.

— Chip, 32