She Betrayed Me for His Money... Now It’s All Mine

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I got out and started to search the car for evidence.

I went over to the front passenger side and found a small sliver of plastic wrapper. Although it was small, I could tell that it was part of a condom wrapper.

I never had sex with Sharon in her car so how could there be part of a condom wrapper in her car? At this point, I was certain that Sharon had cheated on me.

I clenched my fist furiously. No wonder she picked a fight with me and gave me the cold shoulder for so long. So, she already had another man.

I saw that the in-car monitor had been ripped off its mount and the camera was nowhere to be found.

I was pissed and punched the dashboard angrily. My fist hurt but my heart bled painfully. I leaned back on the seat and the position was just right for fucking.

I leaned forward toward the dashboard and started to huff and puff angrily. Very soon the windscreen fogged up and I could see images of female toe prints on the glass. I could picture the intensity and way that they fucked.

I forcibly suppressed my anger as I went back home.

Sharon was still asleep and her handbag was on the sofa in the sitting room. I walked over and opened it gently. Just as I was about to go through it, Sharon said from the bedroom, “Honey, have you seen my panties? You were so rough last night! Now I can’t find them.”

I saw the lacey panties and was overwhelmed by disgust. She never liked to wear such lacey panties in the past. The panties even had a see-through crotch which she clearly bought to seduce other men.

“They’re on the sofa.” I endeavored to suppress my anger and compose myself.

Sharon walked out, put on the pair of panties, and then went to the bathroom for a shower.

I quickly opened her bag and saw that there were two packets of condoms inside. I compared them to the piece I found in the car and they matched.

There was also an elaborate case in her handbag. I took it out and opened it for a look. It was a diamond ring with at least a 5-carat diamond. My heart sank to the abyss. This must be the man’s gift for Sharon’s efforts!

Anger started to rage within me when I imagined Sharon gyrating as another man fucked her. I could not tolerate it any longer as I rushed to the bathroom. I threw the condoms and the diamond ring at her and yelled angrily, “Sharon, what the fuck are these!”

Sharon was startled by the confrontation and yelled back, “Are you barking mad?”

“This condom wrapper was found in your car and it is the same as the condoms in your handbag. And this. How can you explain the diamond ring?” I was extremely furious at this point.

Sharon was flustered for a moment but quickly composed herself.

“Our customer makes condoms and we are shooting their advertisement. Everyone in the office was given these condoms. You can ask them if you want. As for the piece of condom wrapper, it probably was left behind by the cameraman who used a condom to protect his lens when it rained the other day.” Sharon reacted very quickly and then

said as she picked up the diamond ring, “And the company borrowed this ring from a jewelry shop for the advertisement. You can verify all that I said at the company if you don’t believe me.”

I realized that I was too impulsive when I heard Sharon’s explanation. I never won an argument with Sharon. Sharon was very eloquent and quick on her feet. She managed to explain these away in a matter of seconds.

I knew that what she said were excuses and was certain that she had cheated on me but I did not know how to continue my questioning.

“Jordan, do you know what our greatest problem is? It’s trust. You’re always suspicious of me. Even my friends said that I married a selfish and petty man. I’m really disappointed with you,” Sharon said. “Have you forgotten? The last time we quarreled was because you were too suspicious of me. Why are you back to your old ways when I just reconciled with you?”

Sharon was now very angry when she said, “If you feel that you can’t trust me anymore, then we might as well divorce!”

My train of thought was derailed by Sharon. I knew that the questioning would get nowhere if I were to continue. I realized that I did not understand Sharon even after all the years of marriage.

If I were to ask her about the white stains on the seat, she would be able to find an explanation or that it was ice cream stains. If I asked her about the footprints on the windscreen, she would say that her female colleague sat in the car. She may even come up with other excuses that I could not even think of.

Sharon had a knack for coming up with the right excuses in the shortest time.

I had to confront her with irrefutable evidence of her affair, otherwise, she would never admit to it.

I calmed down and realized my biggest mistake was to underestimate Sharon’s craftiness.

Life was like a drama, an act for all to see. If she could act, so could I. Only by appeasing her would I be able to quickly find out the truth.

“Honey, I’m sorry. I care about you too much that’s why my imagination would run wild. Please don’t be angry anymore.”

Sharon appeared to believe me after listening to what I said. She mustered a smile and said, “Don’t do this in the future. Trust is of paramount importance between husband and wife. The more we trust each other, the fewer misunderstandings we will have.”

“Honey, I guarantee I will not be so suspicious again. I’ve made breakfast, have some,” I said with a fake smile.

“No, I’ve lost my appetite. Oh, I forgot to mention. I need to go on a business trip for a week,” Sharon said as she put on a sexy wrap-around skirt.

Sharon put on her makeup and dressed up sexily. Her long, flowing hair, low cut jacket, and she did not even wear a bra. She tucked her breasts to reveal her seductive deep

cleavage and wore black stockings with stilettos. She was clearly dressed for a date rather than a business trip.

I was initially filled with guilt due to what happened between Jezelle and me. But now that I found out about Sharon’s affair, my heart was filled with nothing but rage.

Sharon already packed her suitcase. It was clear that she had prepared for this.

My smile stiffened and my heart bled as I looked at Sharon. I had to maintain my smile even when I knew that my wife was about to go on a date with another man.

Sharon was a master of deception. She even pretended to miss me as she walked toward me and kissed me. “Be good. I’ll be home soon.”

As Sharon drove off, I secretly followed her in my car. This slut was not heading to the airport but drove in another direction.

So, in reality, she was not going on a business trip but was on her way for an amorous secret rendezvous.

I was so angry that I was shaking and my heart felt like it was slowly torn apart.

I had no time to grieve as I was focused on following Sharon from a distance.

After less than half an hour, I spotted Sharon’s car stopped at a themed hotel.

A man was waiting for her at the front of the hotel as Sharon sashayed sexily toward him.

The man hugged Sharon, grabbed her curvy backside, and started to fondle it lustfully. Not only was Sharon not upset with his lecherous moves, but she even kissed him passionately at the hotel entrance. The man immediately reached for her cleavage and pinched her nipple to arouse her. It looked like they could not even wait until they were in the room to touch each other. So, that slut did not wear a bra so that he could pinch her nipples as soon as they met!

I started to rage and became overwhelmed with fury. My eyes turned red and I was ready to unleash my murderous wrath on them. I rushed toward them as soon as the car stopped and yelled, “You sluts!”