A Revenge Served with Chunks

So, I'm sitting in a hotel room, watching my wife Jesse of 25 years with her black lover. I swear she's wearing that same piece of white lingerie she wore on our wedding night. Maybe not the exact same one, but the one she wore on our wedding night was held closed with a dozen little bows which her lover was now untying. You might think I'm a cuckold, my wife and her lover thought I might like it. I did not think so, but who listens to me.

In my plan, Jesse would have been served divorce papers while the three of us were eating dinner. Yes, I was supposed to join them for dinner in some fancy restaurant so I could meet her 'new' lover. He would have been served with divorce papers from his wife and they would have both been served with alienation of affection suits. Somehow the process server got pushed back to tomorrow morning. I was pissed.

Unfortunately, 'business needs' kept me away from the dinner, that's what I told my wife. I don't think I could imagine anything more embarrassing than watching my wife and her lover eating dinner together. There was an all you can eat buffet down the street and I got my money's worth. Jesse had called to say they were heading to the hotel; she was angry that I was fucking up her plans. I tried to act concerned but there will never be an Oscar in my future. The more I apologized, the angrier she got, and that made me smile.

They decided my place was in an armchair next to the bed so I could get a better view, it was also only a few feet away from the door. I really wasn't paying attention to them; I was too busy going over the plan I developed long before she was fucking this guy. I wasn't supposed to know that they had been fucking for several months now; he wanted to bring their relationship into the open so they pretended this was the first time they met, and I would get to watch. Lucky me!

It was right after our youngest graduated college and moved across the country that my wife began acting differently. Lots of time online, then phone calls she would step out of the room to take. A new passcode on her phone. Maybe she didn't remember that I was the one who set up all her accounts online and her cell phones and had all her passwords. Maybe she didn't remember that our youngest and I worked in IT and had access to programs that could spy on people who were somewhat computer illiterate.

The other weird thing was letting her ass get fat. Pretty much we were both fitness freaks, keeping our weight down and plenty of exercise. Jesse started withdrawing from our morning jogs, she told me she was getting her exercise in other ways. The smugness of her tone made me irate. I fired back that her ass was getting fat.

Her response was priceless, "Some men like a fat ass on their women, more cushion for the pushin."

"Well, my loving wife, I thought since we were married, I was your man."

Jesse realized she fucked up and started bitching about the shrubs needed trimming.

When Jesse first started stepping out, I began hiding my assets. That couldn't be quick, and I knew I would have to live with a cheating wife for a few years. I sold everything of value that I had and invested in bit coins with an overseas address. I gave my vintage guitar collection to my son. The classic mustang was gone. The cabin I inherited from my father was gone. The 401k was spent on the kids student loans and the remainder went to bit coins. Yes I took a hit on taxes but that was better than giving Jesse half. And I had a shitload of gambling losses.

The new plan was to quietly leave during the middle of their fornication thinking they would be so thrilled with themselves they wouldn't notice me leaving. As I said, I had been watching the lingerie and the bows but when I looked up and saw them passionately kissing, that plan went south. Actually, my stomach went north with all of its contents all over the bed. Maybe it was on purpose, but a good amount of my chunks landed on Jesse, her lingerie and her lover. They were freaking out as I calmly got up and left. I hoped the hidden camera I was wearing caught all of that.

I was staying at a hotel across the street and had checked in earlier in the day. There was more in my stomach heading north so I deposited it in her lover's gas tank. Yes, I knew what he drove and most of that was liquid and made its way into the tank. Jesse was firing off a series of texts as I got in the shower. Some of my vomit had landed on my trousers and shoes. I was going to miss those shoes.

The texts from Jesse were almost hilarious, "how I embarrassed her in front of her bull." She actually called him her bull instead of the guy from accounting who worked down the hall. The bull was actually married and had four kids. I don't know shit about bulls, but I didn't think they were married with kids. Jesse also complained they had to move to a different room so that housekeeping could clean the mess I made. She gave me her new room number so I can come and apologize to her and her lover. Yes, the woman had lost her mind.

I sent the new room number to my attorney so he could send the process server to the right room, I also notified the bull's wife so she could do the same. They were actually were served while eating breakfast at the hotel restaurant. My PI sent me the video, it was priceless. My favorite part was the expression on Jesse's face when she went to pay for breakfast and all of her cards were declined. Her debit card was still active, maybe she used that. He also sent me a video of the bull finding vomit in his gas tank and the look of shock on my wife's face when she realized her car was missing. Unfortunately, I would not get to see her reaction when she realized the car had been returned to the dealer because the lease had expired.

As they were getting served, I was in queue for a flight to the Caribbean. I had retired from my job of thirty years and took my pension in a lump sum which went into my bit coin account. The following month I was heading to England to begin an around the world cruise. My plans kind of ended there. I had enough cash stashed away so that I could avoid working maybe forever, maybe not. That was tomorrow's worries.

The biggest financial loss would be the house. The plans I had of selling it out from under my wife were crazy and foolish according to my lawyer. Her lawyer would chase me down for the proceeds. The house was paid off and worth a half million, I wanted my half of that. Instead, I had my lawyer draft up a power of attorney giving the cheating slut all rights to the house. But I am a vindictive bastard, and all of the utilities were about to be shut off for lack of payment.

My hotel in the Caribbean was pretty nice but somewhat dated. The restaurant faced the beach so after breakfast I could review my wife's text messages and voice mails with the ocean in the background. It wasn't the phone I had before my wife's big night. That was hidden in my home office with calls and text messages forwarded to a burner phone my youngest was holding and then forwarded to my current burner phone. Maybe overkill.

The texts from Jesse were always a good chuckle and were a nice way to start my day. The electricity was shut off the day after her big night, she had to borrow money from her family to get it current. A couple of days later she had to do the same with the water. There was another bitch text when she realized the property taxes were due.

Everyday there was a new complaint, it was almost like we still lived together but now I truly didn't give a fuck. She wanted to know why I canceled the lawn service and the pool service. Both of those services had been canceled for over a month, and she hadn't noticed the lawn getting long or the green tinge in the pool. Then there was the text when she found out I cancelled the cleaning lady.

She complained that she had to keep going to her family for money and I was such an asshole. I had my PI send her family the highlights of her more recent lovers, most of whom were black. In the highlights she can be seen kissing, hugging and heavy petting. They were all PG rated. Her father didn't deserve to see the shit I saw.

She unloaded on me for that one. Now they wouldn't give her any more money.

I never responded to any of her texts. I guess eventually she would figure out I left the country. When I did have to respond, I communicated through my youngest. Bringing David into this shit show wasn't my plan, he discovered his mother was cheating on his own. He was so angry when he told me what he had found and liked the evil grin on my face when I told him I knew all about it. After her big night, David would always call his mother a cheating slut to her face. I also sent him the video of me blowing chunks at them.

We had to be more careful with my oldest, Emily. She was closer to my wife than my son, women had to stick together I guess. She was more accepting when she found out about one of her mother's early affairs. I didn't tell her, and my son insists that he didn't either. Somehow Emily also found out about her mother's plans for her big night of having me watch her with her lover. She hasn't spoken to her mother since. Emily sent me a text apologizing for supporting her mother during the earlier affair. Her husband Jimmy found out that she did, and they were in counseling trying to avoid their own divorce. As far as Jimmy was concerned, since Emily was okay with a wife cheating on her husband, it was just a matter of time before she cheated on him.

The bull's wife and I chatted frequently. I felt sorry for her, with kids at home she was losing the most. We had talked about filing a lawsuit against their company, but she would be fucked without his income, so we didn't. She told me her soon to be ex-husband had moved in with my soon to be ex-wife. I wish I could have found a way to shed the house. The insurance company was going to cover the costs to remove my vomit from his gas tank. So, there were a couple of things I lost on.

Someone, and not me, notified Jesse's company about the affair and Jesse's other affairs that involved her coworkers. Although they didn't have a company policy against it, the owner was horrified when he saw the videos. The bull was transferred to some place in Nebraska, Jesse was transferred to some meaningless brain dead job in the basement of her building. The bull's wife was not happy since her kids relationship with their father would suffer. I tried to assure her I had nothing to do with it but that put an end to our relationship if there was a relationship.

But my life moved on, during my around the world cruise I met a woman named Anna who I was attracted to. Whereas I had planned a solo trip, she was supposed to travel with her husband until she saw a text message on his phone telling his lover he wished he (yes he) was going on the trip with him instead of the zombie he was married to. Our relationship gelled in our mutual misery.

My divorce was pretty much settled, Jesse got the house by releasing any claim to any other assets. Of course she had no idea what other assets there were. I am certain Jesse thought she had won, maybe she did.

Anna's divorce was creeping along and it seemed every other day there was an email from her attorney that would upset her. Anna spent a lot of time crying on my shoulder. As much as possible I tried to divert her attention. We enjoyed the shore excursions during the day and at night we enjoyed the dance floor on the cruise ship.

Halfway through the cruise, Anna pulled me in close on the dance floor, closer than ever before.

"Jack, I thank god for bringing you into my life when I needed a man like you more than ever before. How hard to you think it would be for me to seduce you?"

"Anna, do you realize how hard it has been for me to be the perfect gentleman all these nights on the dance floor. Seducing me will be the easiest thing you've ever done, or would you rather I seduced you?"

"I don't care who seduces who as long as you take me back to my room and make love to me."

The sex was good and the sleep afterwards was good too. In the morning I was laying on my back, Anna's head on my shoulder, her legs draped across me. I tried to remember how many years it had been since I stopped having sex with Jesse. I had forgotten how good it felt to make love to a woman that I loved. When that thought went through my simple mind I realized I had fallen in love with Anna.

I looked down at Anna and realized she was awake and staring at me with a look of concern on her face.

"What are you thinking Jack, do you regret last night?"

"No regrets Anna, I realized I had forgotten how good it felt to make love to a woman that I loved and when that thought went through my simple mind I realized I had fallen in love with you."

Anna's face brightened and she snuggled closer, "That's good Jack because I have fallen in love with you."

"Do you think these two senior citizens have another round of love making in them."

"Of course Anna, maybe you don't realize how beautiful and sexy you are."

"That would be easier to believe if my husband hadn't started playing for the other team."

"Well, let me convince you Anna."

I loved morning after sex, it wasn't all physical like the night before, much more emotional and satisfying on a different level.

By the time the cruise was coming to an end, the hard part was done for her and she could relax.

I thought the relationship might end when the cruise was over. We had a long chat about what was next over dinner on our last night at sea. Anna made it clear that she hoped we could find a way to continue our relationship. She said she would have never survived the months of divorce negotiations if she didn't have my shoulder to cry on. I told her I wanted the same thing.

Anna and I were touring Paris when Emily announced her pregnancy and asked me to come home for the birth. She assured me that Jesse would not be invited. I asked how she managed to reconcile with her husband. Emily said she had to sign a post-nuptial with her husband, she would have to give up any claim to any assets and custody of their children if she cheated and she was to have no contact with her mother who her husband claimed was a cesspool of diseases effecting both the body and mind.

Anna was a little on edge when I showed her the email which surprise me.

"What if they hate me Jack," Anna asked.

"I really don't see that as a possibility, it's not like you're the home wrecker here, they know that it's all their mother's fault and it almost cost my oldest her marriage."

"Jack, we don't exchange a lot of 'I love you' very often but I do love you, I don't think I would have survived the cruise without you being my rock. I don't think I could handle it if your kids outright rejected me and I lost you."

"I can promise you Anna that my kids will not outright reject you. They may act a little overprotective of me but outright rejection would never happen. And I promise if they did, they would be on the losing side. My oldest and I went years without speaking when I found out she helped my wife conceal her affairs. To be clear, I love you and I don't think I could have survived the cruise without you."

The conversation seemed to allay some of her fears but I frequently told her we were in this this together. Since we would be close to NYC, and she had never been there, we planned some day excursions to the sights.

It was a month before we were supposed to fly to the states that Anna started acting odd again. We didn't make love every night but one night she seemed too energetic for lack of a better word.

"When are you going to tell me what's bothering you Anna?" I asked over breakfast the next morning. She put her fork down and stared at me.

"We swore no secrets Anna."

"My boys want to get together with me. They want to meet me in London a week before we leave for the states. I told them when I was going but I haven't told them about you yet."

"Sounds like a couple of secrets in there Anna, can you explain why?"

Anna started crying and shook her head no and then fled the table. I had no idea what to do or what I was going on. I'll never understand women. After finishing my breakfast, I headed to our room where I found Anna throwing her stuff into her suitcase.

"Tell me one thing Anna, am I an embarrassment to you? Would you be ashamed for your sons to meet me?"

Anna looked at me like I just slapped her face and sat down on the bed. The crying came and went. I moistened a washcloth and handed it to her.

"The opposite Jack." Anna went looking for her phone, she scrolled through it for a minute and then handed it to me. There were two young men in the picture, good looking guys and it was obvious they were of African descent.

"I'm going to assume your ex-husband was also of African descent and that's what you are concerned about?"

"Racism isn't just an American thing Jack, its rampant throughout Europe and especially in England. Even in the beloved premier league. Most white men in England would have nothing to do with me if they knew my ex-husband was black."

"Anna come here for a minute," I said as I pulled her in for a hug. "You've spent a good week worrying about something that wasn't real, something that could have been resolved quickly if you just talked to me."

"I'm sorry Jack, I couldn't stand the thought of losing you."

"So when do I meet them?"

"Well first, I have to tell them about you and I don't think we've settled on our dates in London. Are you sure you are okay with this?"

"I'm worried that you couldn't feel you could trust me."

"I am sorry Jack, but there's a lot we don't know about each other. I don't know anything about your ex except she cheated on you, I don't know if she's fat or thing, blonde or brunette, model gorgeous of girl next door. As far as physical appearance am I anywhere near her league. There's a long list of things we don't know but I know I love you. No more prejudging, I promise. Okay?"

"A blonde, drop dead gorgeous with legs up to her elbows. Only kidding, believe me looks wise you are a step up, and if we put morals in there you are way out of her league."

She gave me a playful jab to my ribs and then made a phone call. I didn't want eavesdrop but before I left the room I heard her say, "I met someone..."

Anna's boys did not look happy when they met me, they were polite but the welcome ended there. We headed over to a restaurant for an early lunch. After lunch I made excuses to make a 'business call,' I could see Anna didn't believe me but I wanted to give her some alone time with her boys. They found a bench in a nearby park, I found a seat in a coffee shop, close enough that I could see them and doubted they could see me.

It didn't take long for the conversation between them to get animated. The urge to go rescue her was strong but it would be better if it played out to the end. As I drank my coffee I wondered what the end would look like, would Anna leave me. Like most minds, mine immediately went to a worst case scenario, life without Anna. My wife Jesse had left me long before that night with her bull. I just didn't realize it at first. If Anna left me, it would play out right before my eyes. Instead I saw the boys get up and leave, there were no hugs or anything else that could represent a pleasant departure. A few minutes after the boys left, Anna picked up her cell phone. Mine buzzed second later, 'I need you' her text read. I hurried over.

Anna was in my arms sobbing as soon as I sat down next to her. I asked if she wanted to head back to our room and she said it was too beautiful day to sit inside and sulk.

"My boys were not too happy that I was dating a white man, talk about racism. Maybe I should have warned them first but I didn't want to make a big deal out of it."

Anna stared at me and then looked at the sky as my mind went back to the worst case scenario.

"They knew their father was gay, or bisexual as they called it, they knew it for a long time. They told me their father needed things that I could never provide, that I should just accept this other side of him and get back together with their father."

"They knew Jack, for over a decade they knew their father was having sexual relations with a lot of different men and they never told me. God, he could have infected me with an assortment of different diseases. And their expectation that I should share my husband with other men, do they even know me. Then my oldest suggested I try a threesome with my ex and one of his lovers. I told them they should leave and never contact me again."

"I was so worried that you would reject me over the race issue and it was them rejecting you because you were white. What they really wanted is for me to reconcile with their father and accept his bisexuality. I don't care if he's gay but I'm not sharing my man with anyone, male or female."

She grabbed my shirt, "You better understand that Jack."

I know she was trying add some levity to the situation but a second later she buried her face on my shoulder and started sobbing.

Anna cried for a long time, we just sat there on the bench while she cried herself out. Even through all my shit with Jesse, I always knew my son had my back and there was hope that I would reconcile with my daughter. Anna lost her husband and her sons leaving her alone.

"I have you Anna, always and forever."

Her sobs subsided and I was sure she had fallen asleep, but I was not going to disturb her. The sun was beginning to go down and the working stiffs were pouring into the streets to head home by the time Anna sat up.

"How many of your shirts have I ruined Jack with all my tears."

"The tears wash out Anna, are you okay."

"I'm going to be me Jack and march on. But let's go meet your kids as soon as possible, if there's going to be more rejections in my life I'd like to get them behind me as soon as possible."

We made plans to leave London the following weekend and made reservations to rent a furnished apartment not too far from Emily's house. Emily and her husband planned a small barbecue to welcome us back to the states. David would be there with his new significant other whom Emily believe David was madly in love with. This could be the one dad, she said. I had thought about telling them that Anna was worried my kids would reject her but I was certain my kids were raised better than that, despite any influences Jesse may have had.

We weren't out of the car yet when Emily came bounding up the sidewalk carrying eight months of baby in her belly and launched herself into my arms like she was five again. She almost knocked me over. I had forgotten we weren't on speaking terms when I left. As soon as I released her, Emily went over to hug Anna.

"Welcome Anna, you may not realize how happy my brother and I are that our father has you in his life."

Emily took Anna's arm, "Let's go in, my brother is dying to meet you. He's out back with my husband and my brother's girlfriend, she is the sweetest thing and I'm sure you'll love her."

As Emily was taking Anna's arm and prattling away, I could see Anna relaxing as they kind of forgot about me until Emily told me to come on.

Emily did all the introductions and David's girlfriend was the sweetest thing. I was so proud of my children the way they welcomed Anna. The women pulled Anna into the kitchen with them to prepare the sides leaving Jimmy to take care of the grill as David and I provided moral support.

Anna was as happy as a little kid at Christmas when we got back to our apartment.

"They liked me Jack, I mean really liked me and none of that pretend politeness bullshit. You were right once again Jack."

While waiting for the blessed event, Anna and I did all the touristy things in the area. The liberty bell and art museum in Philadelphia, the empire state building, MOMA and a baseball game. Finally the day arrived, Jimmy sent me a text early in the evening telling me they were on their way to the hospital. At 1:37 in the morning he sent another text, a beautiful baby girl, named Grace after his mother. My first grandchild!

The next morning, Anna, David and myself were in Emily's hospital room passing the beautiful baby around. And then there was a look of horror on Emily's face and I turned to see Jesse standing behind me. Chaos ensued as Emily started screaming at her mother to "get the fuck out." Nurses came flying in and then Jimmy was standing there. He looked at Jesse, then at Emily and fled the room. I sent David after him and then escorted Jesse out of the room and into the arms of hospital security. It didn't take long for me to explain that Jesse was an unauthorized visitor.

When I got back to the room, Emily was holding Grace and Anna was holding both of them. Nurses were checking all of Emily's vitals and I guess she was okay. David finally came back with Jimmy and Emily was crying as she tried to explain she had no idea how her mother found out about the birth. Jimmy was still pissed but accepted her explanation and you could see the stress drain from his face when Emily handed him his daughter.

Anna and I had originally planned to stay another two weeks but as week three began, Anna and I were having trouble on agreeing where to go next. Originally we had planned to enjoy Iceland during the summer. Every idea I suggested Anna shot down and didn't offer any alternatives.

The biggest scar Jesse left on me, a scar that will never go away, was the loss of trust. I wanted to trust the woman I loved but... Anna and I had traveled the world and then added a bunch of European cities afterwards. Never before had we any trouble agreeing on a shore excursion or day trip, part of that was Anna's willingness to suggest an alternative or a compromise, we'll do this and then that.

My untrusting mind was thinking Anna was delaying our departure for some reason and there weren't that many reasons.

As week four began, I was getting ready to go see Emily and Grace and thought Anna was coming with me. I heard her on the phone and went to ask her if she was ready. Anna ended the call as soon as she heard me behind her.

"Who were you talking to Anna?"

"I wasn't talking to anyone Jack." She was a horrible liar, not to mention I heard her talking to someone before I entered the room. I plopped down in a chair.

"I'm thinking that's not the first time you lied to me Anna, at least over the last few weeks."

"I'm not lying Jack, I would never lie to you."

"Two lies within minutes Anna, let me see your phone."

Anna went into panic mode. "It was my son Jack, my oldest. I watch you and your family and I'm jealous. I want my family back, I want a relationship with my sons like you have with your children."

"Anna, early on we discussed no secrets and we discussed it again before we went to London. Secrets are a cancer to any relationship, probably worse. I'm heading over to Emily's, are you coming?"

"I'm too upset Jack, I'm going to stay home."

"Number three," I said as I got up and left.

Our building was very modern, actually an old office building converted to apartments. One of the modern conveniences were cameras of the front door and lobby accessible by all the residents. Anna left the building minutes after I had left. She came home a few hours later. Emily caught my mood as soon as I came in and handed me the baby. Grace was a perfect name because I felt myself calming down. Jimmy was home so I gave them both Anna's back story, her bisexual husband, her son's reaction to me when we met in London and their insistence that their mother reconcile with their father. They asked me if I thought Anna was getting back with her ex and I said yes. It's one thing to think it, or to fear it, it's another thing to say it out loud.

It was very late when I got back to our apartment and Anna was pretending to be asleep. I climbed in bed next to her carefully as not to disturb her. The scene at our breakfast table the next morning was tense with little conversation. Anna asked if I was going to see Emily and I told her I had a meeting with my old business partner for lunch. I lied to Anna for the first time thinking she must be up to five or six. Then she said she was feeling under the weather and was going to take it easy. She was up to seven in less than 24 hours.

When I left, I headed over to a greasy spoon across the street. I had missed breakfast and ended up ordering a Cajun burger, fries and a coke. I sat watching the front doors to my apartment building. My original plan was to follow Anna when she left but the plans changed when I saw a tall African man enter the building. At first I thought it was Anna's son but the lobby camera clearly showed it was Anna's husband as he stared into the camera with a shitty grin on his face.

Anna's husband was thin but tall and he still played sports professionally. All I wanted to do was confront Anna and get my shit out of the apartment. If things went south I would need backup. Jimmy was a gym rat with muscles all over his body so I called him up. He quickly understood my concern and said he would be there in a half hour with friends. I saw him and what looked like the starting lineup of an American football team standing outside my building.

Those big guys were pretty quiet as we entered my apartment. Anna's sex sounds were loud enough to conceal any noise we made. With my phone in hand, we went into the bedroom to find Anna riding her ex's cock. They were so wrapped up into each other the didn't notice us until my stomach started another trip north.

I didn't plan another vomiting spree, when I was eating lunch I thought I would following Anna to a rendezvous with her sons. Before seeing her ex on the lobby camera I had no idea he was in the states. Seeing the two lovers brought on flashbacks of Jesse with her bull from accounting.

As the flashback played through my mind, my lunch sprayed all over the loving couple, the large chunks of hamburger made me question if even chewed any of my lunch. I could easily see the chunks of tomatoes and French fries. Anna's ex jumped up into a fighting stance and two of Jimmy's friends got in front of him and said, "please," and then told him to sit back down. Anna was speaking gibberish trying to wrap a sheet around herself but the sheet was covered in vomit. Another wave of nausea hit me and I added more vomit to the sheet. One of Jimmy's friends was a sympathy puker and added the contents of his stomach to mine. The room reeked and one of the other guys was turning green. Anna became more concerned that she was covered in vomit than being naked, she was trying to wipe the vomit off her face when she added her own to the mess, most of it landing on her ex who had been sitting beside her.

I was still recording on my phone when Jimmy asked me to get moving before he lost his lunch too. I grabbed my suitcases and started throwing shit in, emptied some drawers into plastic bags, made sure I had my passport and left with my bodyguards. Jimmy wouldn't let me drive so on the way to his house I sent Anna the video of her fucking her ex and all the vomiting that ensued.

From the lobby camera the next day I watched Anna and her ex getting ready to leave with all her luggage. Her boys met them in the lobby and the happy family left the building. I loved Emily, Grace and David but couldn't handle the pity in their eyes when they looked at me. I was on my way to Iceland by the end of the week.