Caught out_(0)

I had really fucked up this time, she was trying to claw my eyes out, she had already punched and scratched my face, landed a painful blow to my nuts and was now trying to blind me, “how many times, you fuckin’ bastard” she screamed “what did they do that I couldn’t you pathetic fucker, you will suffer for this” and so it went on and on until she finally tired and went off crying to our bedroom and I went off to the bathroom to repair the damage.

When Dave and I had first discovered the new massage parlour that had opened in our next town we thought it would be a laugh to try it out instead of going on our usual Thursday snooker club, needless to say the experience was pretty good, the girls were pretty and eager so what had begun as a one of to try a different younger piece of fanny had become our regular Thursday routine, and that’s where we had come undone as on one of our visits we had been spotted by a friend of Dave’s wife who had reported back with the result we had been followed and caught, well and truly banged to rights Dave had been carted off by his missus and I was guessing was getting similar treatment to me.

This is how it had all gone pear shaped some 3 months ago, Alison my wife of 18 years had finally calmed down enough about a week later but wanted a blow by blow account of my unfaithfulness, I already knew that Dave had basically told his missus the full grisly details so it was safe to assume Alison already had all the facts, but wanted it from the “cheating fucker’s” own mouth so to speak, and so it was that I told her the full story how we had been about a dozen times with 4 different girls, I had to tell her what they looked like, their ages and what services I paid for and how much I had paid those “trollops” I almost laughed at the trollop bit but fortunately for my balls I refrained, I tried to say to Alison that it had nothing to do with love it was just a new hole to stick my cock into that waggled itself a little differently, though I did not use those exact words the general impression got through to her, she also wanted to know how much money I had wasted on my whores, so I told her that I guess it was about £600, she went all thoughtful for a few minutes then asked that if I could waste £600 on them I could afford to give her £600 for a shopping spree, I foolishly believed that this might be the end of the matter and gave her the money but I was so wrong her revenge was just starting.

The following weekend she was out early Saturday morning getting her hair styled and spending my money, she breezed in looking pretty good and seemed in a good mood, shopping always cheered her up and as she had £600 to blow it must have been a good therapy, she dropped her bags so I had a look at what she had bought whilst she went to pee, it was all pretty sexy stuff, skirts , flimsy tops and lots of sexy knickers and bra’s, I thought I was in for a good time you know the kind of thing a wife trying to win her husband back, getting her hair done and getting all the sexy gear could only mean that one thing, that she wanted to be more alluring for me, I had also noticed that she had been working out on her fitness equipment in the spare room giving it a good couple of hours each night getting her tummy and ass tightened up , she still was giving me the cold treatment so I did not ask about it but was quietly looking forward to a night of forgiveness with her wearing her new sexy undies.