An Adultress’ Karma

This is a true story about a neighbor I used to have. First off, Marie and I hate each other. We were both military spouses, but she was in active service. This story, is about how she, her husband, and three of her husbands friends were court marshaled. Names have been changed to protect the children of the parents. And the star of the show: Charlie.

And all of this drama had to do with a dog.

Now Marie and Nathan met in basic where seven months after basic concluded, they announced they were expecting their first. For those not aware, getting pregnant in basic with one of the other privates is frowned upon. And the military, especially the wives, are very very judgey. Hell, even I judged them for that. You’re there to do a job. Wait a few more weeks rather than rub dirt into your orifices during an exercise. So these two stayed together, stayed in, and eventually moved into the duplex next to me and my spouse. We don’t have kids, I prefer to have cats and dogs, so naturally, I tried to make friends with our new neighbors and using their adorable pit bull Charlie as the bonding point.

Things were going fine until Marie tried to suggest to my husband, an officer in a different trade than her, that they should have a tryst. For anyone who has met my husband, they would know immediately that he is the sort of person to file a sexual harassment complaint before you could blink. Which he did. He’s more than a decade older than this girl and my only response was, “I appreciate you turning down her daddy issues.”

Now, wives in the military are vicious. Absolutely back stabbing, cut throat, high school trained catty cunts. And every once in a while, I will sink down to that level when appropriately crossed. I did not, however, sink down to that level when Marie propositioned my husband. No. He handled it professionally and perfectly, I didn’t need to get involved. But I did stop helping her with Charlie’s training. And walking him with my dogs. And baby sitting her children (they were up to two at this point). This is when the domestic issues at their home started.

Since she was being investigated, her duties were reduced and she was home a lot more than usual. Marie and Nathan did not get a long very well. Especially if they weren’t having lots and lots of sex. Hey, the walls were thin, we could hear EVERYTHING. So when he goes on a deployment, I get to listen to the steady stream of fuck buddies coming through the house. For almost a full year. And that girl had some pipes on her. I did voice concerns about her subjecting the children to this environment, but I was advised to keep my nose out of it. I had bigger concerns. Charlie was no longer getting the enrichment, exercise, or care, he had previously received. As as a result, he would scream. All. Day. Long. It would set off my two dogs and drive me crazy since I work from home.

What do I do? I’m a full time writer, so telling stories and communicating when something is happening is sort of my job. And erotica. I do love erotica. And this story has some juicy bits, trust me, I’m getting there.

So a year goes by, Charlie is neglected, Marie is whoring herself out while her husband is gone, and she was charged with sexual harassment by my partner AND her own commanding officer. So thin ice was the only thing holding up her career.

Nathan comes home from the deployment a few days early and I guess Marie had a “friend” over. I enjoyed watching the fist fight on the front lawn with a glass of merlot. My husband, of course, broke up the fight, jacked them up and sent them on their way. It was a few hours later than our story truly begins. No one wants a 6’3 marine kicking their ass on their front lawn. Just saying.

I’m settling the animals down for the night when music starts blaring from next door. Marie and Nathan had been fighting all evening, but had quieted down and I didn’t suspect anything was up. They loved to play loud music to drown out their sex. My spouse and I agreed that they both had a rough day and they deserved some infidelity make up sex. Who knows, maybe cuckolding can be their new kink. We were being intimate ourselves when Marie started shrieking.