A Woman Scorned

A Woman Scorned

My name is Daisy. I am a 29 year old Filipino woman living in a small town nearly 200km out from Sydney, Australia. I am on my own since I left my husband of 11 years when I caught him cheating on me with his boss’s daughter. It wasn’t the first time but I am inclined to believe it will be his last and I will get the reason why all in due time.

First a bit more about us both, I am 5’2 with long black hair, skin tone like a strong coffee and big dark brown eyes. I have a cute little button nose and full, plump juicy lips. My breasts are a perky C cup after having surgery to suit one of my ex husbands egotistic needs with large round areolas. My height is a little bit of a drawback and has always made me self conscious but it did not stop me from landing some modelling gigs that helped me to get through my Sport Science Degree at Uni. I now work as a personal trainer and love my work.

My ex is a used car salesman. He is very athletic and was captain of the football team in school. He had been spotted by recruiting staff from more than one of the professional league clubs and had started training with one of them before an unfortunate shoulder injury put an end to those plans. He was easily the best looking and fittest guy in school and despite the injury was still in fantastic shape. His major faults were the combination of his low self esteem and fiercely competitive nature.

These are the faults that led to him cheating the first and second time and also the last and final time. Despite the opportunities I had being in the field that I was in I had always been faithful to him but he had trouble believing it and felt he had to prove that he could still ‘pull the ladies’ to remind me of what a catch he was.

The story starts around a quarter to 11 on a Thursday when a client rang and cancelled an appointment. My next was not until 2pm so I decided to stop by the car yard and see if David and I could have lunch together. He was not out in the yard and his assistant was not at her desk so I just walked into his office after there was no response to my knock. I was a little surprised and disappointed to find he was not there. I walked down the hall to his boss’s office and knocked on the door and heard a deep, booming but friendly “Come in” so I entered.

“Hiya Doug, do you know where David is?” I asked him. “No sweetie sorry, did you ask Lisa?” “Well no, she doesn’t seem to be in either” I replied getting a little confused. “Sorry dear, maybe they are both on their lunch break” “Oh that’s ok, please tell him I stopped by” “Will do, bye now”

Doug was not only David’s boss but he had been David’s coach in school and kind of David’s hero. He was a huge man with hands the size of baseball mitts and legs the size of tree trunks. He had a gorgeous wide smile that contrasted greatly against his black as coal skin. He was always such a gentleman and had been a wonderful boss to David. He only stopped coaching after his wife died of leukaemia leaving him to raise his three daughters on his own.

After leaving the yard I drove home to have lunch by myself. When I arrived home I was surprised and a little excited to see David’s car in the driveway. I rushed up to the door and pushed but it was locked. I dropped my keys and bent to pick them up and was startled by what I thought was a scream coming from inside, I figured David was watching a movie but could not work out why, being the middle of a work day. After picking the keys up and entering the house I headed to the kitchen expecting to find David either making or eating lunch. When he was not there I went through the lounge and out into the back yard searching but he was nowhere to be seen.

Finally I headed toward the bathroom figuring he would be taking a shower. As I approached I heard voices and my stomach started doing flips. Oh dear god it is not happening again I said to myself but as I drew nearer still the squeals of delight confirmed that he had another woman, or maybe it was a girl by the sound of it, in our bed. I peered through the slightly ajar door and in the dresser mirror was able to see him kneeling on the bed behind a girl that must have been 16 or 17 fucking her doggy style. When she turned to face the mirror I gasped quietly and not loud enough for them to hear, it was Lisa his assistant and the boss’s youngest daughter.

I felt like a knife had just ripped through my heart as a million options all raced through my head. Should I run sobbing? No, I had nowhere to go. Should I race in there screaming? No I may actually be angry enough to kill him. What could I do? Then it came to me, revenge; revenge was what he had coming to him after do this to me again. I went into the linen closet and pulled out our video camera and as much as it pained me to watch it I recorded everything right up until they went into the shower and at that point left taking the footage, the evidence with me.

I moved the car down the street and watched for them to leave and cancelled the rest of my appointments for the day while I waited. When they left I returned home and cried until I was dry and then started writing down ideas until I came up with a plan I was satisfied would have a long lasting effect on him. I made a couple of calls, one to a friend to organise somewhere to go for the night where David would not suspect anything was wrong and another to Doug to fill him in on exactly how much David appreciated his job and friendship.

Doug was furious. I had to beg him not to kill David who had returned from lunch, or should I say from banging his daughter’s brains out. After I was satisfied he had calmed down enough and would not kill David I went to the local mall, to the sports store to be exact. There I talked with a man that David had gone to school with that now worked there. Every time we walked past David would cuss and go on about how he hated Marcus and how Marcus was full of himself and was cheat like school was just yesterday. The truth was Marcus was bigger and stronger and better looking than him. The one thing that David really despised about him is that he had become a legend for having a cock big enough to put a horse to shame and I was hoping would well and truly put David to shame. Unfortunately there was also rumour that Marcus was gay and I was worried this would interfere with my plan but hoped I could talk him around. After talking with Marcus for a long time after he got of work we came up with an arrangement that suited us both.