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I Caught My Wife In Bed With My Boss, Book Two: Chapter 6
My secret is out in the open. My wife, Pamela knows that I’m aware of her cheating ways with my boss, Nick and work colleague, Mark. The revelation didn’t quite happen the way I’d wanted it to, but perhaps that’s a good thing because it’s brought matters to a head. Now the confrontation with Nick and Mark is inevitable…
This is the sequel to Book One, now published on Amazon on other eBook stores here and also readable episodically on Medium here.
If you want to catch up with Book Two, Chapter 1 of this is here, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6
I called work the next day and told them I’d be late. Work was the least important thing today. I needed to talk to Pamela and work things out somehow. I needed to at least give her a chance to save our marriage.
“Have you forgotten about the presentation for Carlton?” Nick asked down the phone. Shit. A presentation? What was he talking about?
“Um, yeah, I’ve got it all in hand,” I replied, wondering if this was something Carlton had instigated. I could ask him about it later. Pamela came first.
“Good. You need to get this sorted before you can take over the Donnex account from Mark.”
“Sure,” I reassured him. “I’ll be in sometime after lunch and I’ll give you an update on it then.”
“Hello,” Pamela’s voice said quietly from behind me and I turned to see her standing in the kitchen doorway, in the same nightgown she’d been wearing last night.
“Good morning.” I hung up the phone and stared at my wife. She looked dreadful. Her make-up was still smeared down her cheeks and her hair was a mess. She looked tired. She probably hadn’t slept much. Neither had I, as comfortable as our sofa was.
“Aren’t you going to work?” she asked, her eyes downcast.
“I’m going in late,” I said gently. “We need to talk about what happened.”
Pamela nodded, eyes still looking down at the floor as she joined me at the kitchen table.
I took a deep breath. We had a lot to discuss, but I was committed to having an open and honest dialogue. Our marriage, our history, was worth fighting for.
“I know I messed up badly,” Pamela started, voice trembling. “Sleeping with Mark and Nick was so stupid and reckless. I was just looking for attention. Call it a midlife crisis — I don’t what I was thinking — but once I started seeing him, I couldn’t stop.”
I nodded slowly, taking in her words. “I understand needing more affection. But deceiving me like that was incredibly hurtful. You’ve ruined everything, Pamela. Everything we had is fucked.”
“You’re absolutely right,” Pamela agreed remorsefully. “I betrayed your trust, and I’ll regret that forever. If I could take it back…”
“You can’t change the past,” I said. “But you can change how you act from here on out. No more affairs or secrets — just complete honesty. If I’m not enough for you, just tell me and we’ll end this right here and now.”
Should I tell her about Chantelle? The timing didn’t feel right.
Pamela looked up with teary eyes. “I promise, no more lies. I’ll do whatever it takes to make this right.” She hesitated before adding, “I’m so ashamed you felt like you had to record it. And it’s so fucked up that you were jerking off to it.”
I exhaled heavily, feeling the weight of my poor choices and embarrassed at being caught getting off to it. “I was acting from a place of anger and mistrust. I was going to use the videos to get back at Nick and Mark but depending on what happens here today, I’ll delete those videos when I’m ready, I promise.”
Pamela managed a small smile, placing her hand over mine. “Thank you.”
I pulled my hand away, causing Pamela’s eyes to tear up again.
“I’m sorry.” I shook my head angrily. “You’re not forgiven yet. You have to end it with Nick and Mark. I’m ready to do the work to fix our marriage, if you are? We’ve overcome obstacles before — but this is a big one.”
Pamela squeezed my hand again and this time, I didn’t pull it away.
“I’ve been fucking Chantelle,” I confessed. Fuck it. I might as well tell her. If we were going to rebuild our marriage, I couldn’t live with my own skeleton in the cupboard, ready to drop out at any time if Chantelle got drunk one night and her tongue got too loose or something.
“What?” Pamela burst into tears again.
“I was angry,” I tried to explain. “It was the night of the threesome. I wasn’t at the hotel with Carlton, I was outside our house and about to go in and confront the three of you. She pulled up outside and saw me, then talked me out of it.”
That wasn’t quite the full truth but it would do for now. I watched Pamela, waiting for her to stop crying and explode at me as I was sure she would.
But she didn’t. She took another shaky breath, processing my confession and then wiped at her eyes with the back of her hand. “I get that you were hurt and did what you did because of me. But more cheating only compounds the damage I’d already done.”
I nodded, swallowing deeply before replying. “You’re right. I was trying to get one over on you maybe. If you could fuck my boss and my workmate then I could fuck your best friend. It just made everything even more complicated but it just happened.”
“I don’t even know what to say to Chantelle the next time I see her,” Pamela said slowly. “But I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it, I guess.”
“My head’s been so fucked up.” I sighed. “The reason I was wanking off… the reason I’ve been spending more time downstairs while you’re in bed… It’s been my way — along with Chantelle — of dealing with it. I think my brain took the hurt, the shock of seeing you with Nick and Mark, and turned it into something… something horny. I know that sounds weird but I don’t know how else to explain it.”
Pamela managed a sad smile. “Well, at least we both got some fun along the way.”
That was tactless and in bad taste but for some reason, I found myself smiling too.
“Chantelle is pretty good in bed,” I risked a joke, trying to lighten the seriousness of the mood.
“Nick and Mark are too.” Pamela’s face was downturned but she looked up at me through her brows. “I’m sorry.”
“I saw how good they were,” I replied honestly, then chuckled. “I’ve watched the videos enough times to see that. To say you orgasmed a lot would be the understatement of the year.”
“Stop,” Pamela said, covering her face for a moment. “I know you’re trying to lighten the mood but I feel terrible.”
“I did get turned on,” I repeated. “I’m not just saying that. You don’t know how hard that fucked up fact has been to deal with.”
Pamela didn’t reply. She sat there with her head in her hands for a minute longer, then stood up. “I should get a shower,” she said, avoiding my gaze. “You should too. Then go to the office. We can talk tonight when we’ve both had a bit of time to clear our heads.”
“I want us to work,” I said, causing her to stop as she walked towards the stairs. “I love you, Pamela. Despite everything, I love you.”
“I love you too.” She turned around and gave me the most genuine smile I’d seen from her in a long while. “I want us to work too. And we will. If we can get through this, we can get through anything, so let’s give it a try but first I need to shower. I stink.”
I felt a spark of hope at her words. With compassion and willingness to grow, perhaps we could create something beautiful from the ashes. The road would be long, but travelled together, hand in hand, it might be a worthwhile journey.
***
“Ah, you’re here,” Nick waved and beckoned me to follow him down the corridor. I’d only just arrived at the office after a shower and some time to get my head straight. “Carlton is waiting for you.”
“Carlton’s here?” I questioned my boss as I trailed after him towards the meeting room.
“Yes, for the presentation,” Nick replied. “He told us how you’ve worked with him to get it ready.”
“But…” Nick walked into the room, but I hesitated at the doorway, wondering what was going on. Carlton was sitting at the front of the room, dressed smartly in a black suit and tie. Mark was sitting nearby, sifting through a sheaf of papers on the table in front of him.
“Finally,” my friend said, waving at me. “I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show.”
“I didn’t expect us to be doing this today,” I smiled, trying to hide my uncertainty. What the hell was Carlton doing? “Can I run something by you before we start?”
“Of course.” He stood up and joined me outside of the meeting room. I closed the door for a moment, aware that Nick and Mark were watching through the glass window from the meeting room, with bemused looks on their faces. They thought I’d fucked something up. It was almost as though they were waiting for me to fall flat on my face here.
“What’s going on?” I asked, trying to maintain a smile on my face like I was in control of what was happening here/
“I know you’re probably going to be mad with me,” Carlton began, also keeping his expression neutral for the two men watching us from beyond the glass, “But I’m a man of action. I’m so fucking angry at how you’ve been treated that I’m dealing with it, whether you like it or not.”
“Shit,” I cursed. “Carlton, no. Listen. Pamela and I talked last night and this morning. It’s why I’m late. She’s sorry about what she’s done and we’re going to try to make our marriage work. I even told her about Chantelle.”
“You did?” Carlton’s face showed some indecision for a moment.
“Yes. This is only going to make things worse, whatever it is you’re planning to do.”
“Fuck.” Carlton took a deep breath. “Okay. Listen, I’ll change it up. Let me deal with it, okay? I’m not going to jeopardise anything if you’re already working on things with Pamela.”
“So what are you going to do?” I asked, frowning through the glass at my two work colleagues who were patiently waiting for whatever it was Carlton had promised them.
“Just trust me. I’ll wing it,” he said, opening the door and striding back into the meeting room before I could stop him.
I followed him in, faking a confident smile at Nick and then Mark as I joined Carlton at the front of the room.
“You might want to close the blinds,” he said, pointing towards the steel shutters above the door window. “This is to be kept strictly confidential. It’s a huge deal I’m about to offer you guys.”
Mark got up and drew the blinds closed and once he was sat back down, Carlton pulled a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button. The projector on the opposite side of the room flickered into life.
“What are you doing?” I hissed but it was too late. Nick and Mark’s faces both changed from an interested smirk to an expression of shock at what was on the screen behind us and I turned around to see what Carlton had done.
There she was. My Pamela, in all her naked glory, with Mark and Nick both inside her, fucking her at the same time.
“Carlton, stop!” I half-shouted at my friend but he ignored me.
“My friend here doesn’t know that I was going to do this today but here I am,” he announced to my boss and work colleague. “I became aware that you were both having sexual liaisons with his wife and I arranged to have your… meetings secretly recorded.”
He reached into his pocket and drew out a USB flash drive.
“On here are numerous recordings of you and Pamela,” he continued. How had he got copies of the recordings? Too late, I remembered leaving him alone with the laptop while I’d gone to check on Pamela. He must have quickly found my hidden folder and copied the videos while I was gone. Carlton was a computer expert. It was easily within his capabilities.
“Nick, I know you’re a married man and I don’t want to ruin your marriage with this,” Carlton continued. “So in a moment, when I’m finished talking, we’re going to discuss what you need to do if you want to save your marriage and keep any sort of contract with my company.”
“Did you know about this?” Nick asked me, his voice low and his expression grim.
“I didn’t know he was going to do this,” I started but Carlton stepped in.
“I told him about Pamela cheating,” my friend lied. “He spoke to his wife last night and they’re going to try to make their marriage work.”
“You have to stay away from her,” I added, trying to gain some sort of agency in this conversation. I felt humiliated and angry at Carlton for doing this without my approval but it was too late now. The cat was out of the bag. I just had to ride it out.
Mark’s face was pale as Carlton turned to face him. “As for you. Oh, yeah. I have something fun for you.”
He pressed the button again and I grimaced before I even turned to look at the screen. I knew what it would be.
“Oh, fuck,” Mark cursed, then stood and shouted at Carlton. “You fucking cunt. That’s my Bella. You absolute-”
He made to walk over to us but Nick stood up quickly and grabbed his friend.
“Don’t,” he warned him. “You’ll make things even worse.”
“I’ve been fucking your fiancee for a few days now,” Carlton taunted him. She’s great in bed. I love her ginger pussy. She already knows that you’ve been cheating on her by the way. I wouldn’t expect your ring back. She’s already sold it.”
“You’ll pay for this,” Mark warned us both, then turned and stormed from the room, slamming the door behind him.
“I never liked him anyway,” Carlton shrugged. “But he’s better off without Bella and she’s better off with me.”
I suddenly felt exhausted and slumped into a nearby chair. The shit had well and truly hit the fan. What the hell was going to happen next? I looked at Nick, the man who had been fucking my wife. He was the one it had all started with. He was the one who had instigated all of this. If he’d chosen not to sleep with Pamela, knowing she was married to me, none of this would have happened.
As satisfying as seeing him so defeated as Carlton walked over and sat opposite him, this was still humiliating for me. Now that he knew that I knew, I felt stupid. This might be a win in a way, but it didn’t feel like it. He’d still fucked my wife. He still knew what her tits looked like; what her pussy felt like. He still knew what noises she made as she orgasmed. He’d still enjoyed every inch of her body and that rankled with me deeply.
But the ball was in Carlton’s court. He leaned over the table that separated him from my boss and looked him squarely in the eye.
“Now, we need to talk, Nick. Don’t we?”
My boss nodded.
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Released 5th September 2023
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