Betrayal_(0)

Betrayal

I don’t know how to start this, but I have to tell someone I guess, so here goes. My wife of twenty years is beautiful, not because I say so, but it is well known by all. She’s model material, leggy and blonde, perfect ass and a face to die for. Her breasts aren’t overly large, but very, very nice. I don’t know why she chose me because I didn’t start making a lot of money until years later, but I do know for sure that in all the twenty years we’ve been married, she has never once looked at another man. That is, until my old friend Lee came to visit recently. They hit it off immediately and I was happy for that. We boated, played in the pool, drank wine, and had lots of laughs. One evening recently we were all watching the large screen TV, well I was anyway, while they were setting on the sofa talking. I dozed off about 10:00 PM and when I awoke they were still at it, so I stood and announced it was past my bedtime, I was bound for bed. Brandi usually stays up to watch the late news, so this was nothing new. I knew she’d be in a little later. They hardy even acknowledged my departure, so engrossed were they in their conversation. It didn’t feel exactly right, but I went into our bath, brushed my teeth and put on my robe. Our bedroom has a glass patio door that looks out onto the pool, with another glass door into the family room. The sofa they were on faces the patio and I could see they hadn’t moved since I’d left, except now they just stared directly into each other’s eyes and all the laughter was missing. I felt something was wrong. Not liking the way I was spying on my wife, I stayed and watched anyhow. Had I to do it over, I probably would’ve gone straight to bed instead. All of that is water under the bridge now, though.