Of course ever fiber of his being wanted to go home, strangle his wife, shoot her lover, burn down the house and commit suicide. During the ride home he managed to get his anger under control, at least enough to think rationally. Until an hour ago he didn’t have the slightest clue she was unfaithful. He loved her unconditionally and always assumed she felt the same toward him. They often discussed cheaters, and Brad thought she felt as he did about adultery. Now he knew different.
He knew he needed more information before going nuts. His late father always told him not to reacted blindly without thinking. But his Dad never had to handle something like this! How could she do this to him? All the way home Brad racked his brain for some tiny shred of hope for his crumbling marriage. As the miles went by, disturbing questions filled his mind.
Was this the only time she cheated? The familiar manner she behaved with that guy made it doubtful. But what if it was? The recording had no sound, so he didn’t know what they talked about. Did he really want to trash a twenty five year marriage over a one time lapse in judgment? She had been a great wife up until an hour ago. At least he thought so. He knew he hated her, but at the same time he still loved her. That’s why her betrayal hurt so much.
One question really hit him in the gut. If he divorced her, how the hell could he ever replace her? He was 55 years old for gosh sakes! He’s a bit overweight, not wealthy and certainly no stud. He wasn’t bad looking for his age, but it was clear his bedroom skills weren’t enough to keep his wife faithful. Of course Marie could still attract guys and it seemed she had. The sick video was proof of that. Marie was still a nice looking older woman with a good figure. There were probably lots of guys that would love to be with her. But how about him? At 55 he wasn’t such a great catch anymore. The prospects for him being able to find someone like her again were negligible.
It was with these thoughts in his head that he arrived home. Thankfully Marie wasn’t there. She left a note on the table saying she’d be out shopping for a while and wouldn’t be home until dinner. Brad ripped up the note in anger, wondering bitterly if she was just out fucking that ass hole again.
That was over a month ago. Since then he retrieved two more videos of her having sex at the cabin. The latest was the one with her getting fucked silly on the arm of the sofa. It was no one time mistake because all three video were of her having sex with the same guy.
Once he had the first recording of her affair, Brad managed to keep his cool. He forced himself to behave normally around his wayward wife. Now that he knew she was cheating he paid a lot more attention to her clothing, what she was doing and where she went. He made it a point to find out as much about her daily activities as he could.
Brad decided against a private detective. If things went as he hoped he didn’t want anyone to suspect he knew about her affair. He just put a GPS device in Marie’s car and when she went on her daily errands he tracked her on his computer. Other than going to work, all of her activities were shopping trips to the grocery store or to the mall and other normal errands. After watching her for a week he didn’t think her affair was with someone at her job.