Life's a Bitch (Named Janet}

This is a BTB story. There is an unwilling cuckold. I'm not the best at writing but I hope I'm getting a little better with each story. I hope you agree.

Life's A Bitch Named Janet

Chapter 1

My first clue was the change in how she dressed for work. It wasn't a big change. Skirts and dresses were a little shorter, 3 to 4 inches above the knee. Her panties and bras were now matching and an upgrade from the bland white undies she wore before. Now they were colorful and often partly sheer.

The second clue was that our sex life was great. Now I know that seems counterintuitive, but a satisfied partner will be less likely to overthink the changes that were my first clue. At least that's my theory.

Thankfully I pay attention to what's going on around me. I hate being surprised.

It's not that most men are clueless, but they harbor a sincere belief that the woman they married loves them the way they love her and she would never in a million years hurt him. Many husbands truly love their wives and think the good they do for them begets feelings of reciprocity on the part of their spouse. I fell into this category. I was attentive, loving, appreciative and faithful, so I just knew she felt I deserved the same from her.

I was wrong.

My name is Jeff. I'm self-employed after taking over my family's landscaping business when my dad retired some years back. We now have enough business that I can afford to field several work crews, so I have the luxury of 8-5 workdays with weekends off but I'm always available when problems come up which they sometimes do.

Janet and I are both in our mid 30's without children yet but plan to start our family soon. She works in a flower shop and having her there provides me with a leg up on my competition as I get a discount on live flowers, plants, bushes and trees. The flower shop is the retail outlet for the business, but it's supported by multiple wholesale greenhouses where my stuff is grown.

I met Janet through her work about 5 years ago. She had been with them since she graduated high school, and she would often answer the phone when I called to place an order. Her telephone voice was so sexy I made up my mind that I would have to meet her. When we finally met, I was totally enamored by how beautiful she was. She was on the taller side, 5'10" but I'm over 6' so no problem there. She was shapely. Her breasts were perfect for the rest of her. She had long legs, iridescent brown eyes with a touch of gold in them and chestnut hair to round out a truly remarkable woman.

From the moment I first laid eyes on her I knew I had to get to know her. I asked her out, she said yes and the rest is history. As it turns out we were both pretty fed up with the dating scene and both of us were ready to settle down. We fell in love and decided to get married.

From the beginning we knew we wanted to wait before starting a family. We both loved to travel and knew that would be difficult with small children. We were adamant cruisers.

Then a month ago something piqued my interest. That's when I lasered in on her.

That morning I watched her dress trying to remember every detail. We had breakfast as usual. I watched her as she left taking note of her jacket and purse. That afternoon I went home early to observe her when she walked in. There was something different, but I couldn't figure out what. Then it hit me. She wasn't wearing her Apple Watch.

I had given her an Apple Watch for Christmas. She loved it and wore it every day. I made small talk so that I wouldn't be too obvious and then practically ran to the bedroom to see if it was there. Sure enough, it was lying on her bedside table face down with the charger on it. I specifically remembered it being on her wrist when she left. Bingo!

When I asked her if she had been home she flat out lied. She said she hadn't come home during the day and wanted to know why I was asking. I told her I thought I had seen her driving during lunch time, but it must have been a car like hers. I thought she was a little nervous.

She had for sure been home during the day.

Chapter 2

So, it wasn't just me. There was something going on. Now I had to come up with a plan, and I knew it included a camera in our bedroom. There was a store in town that sold spy equipment, so I started there. It was called The Spy Store. Uhuh.

When I entered the store, I was surprised by all the high-tech gadgetry. They must have had 100 different cameras to choose from. I knew I needed one that was Wi-Fi enabled so that reduced my choice by about half. It also had to be battery powered so it could be mounted without a visible power cord. Finally, it needed to be small and easily concealed. Now I had about 8 to choose from. Prices varied from $50 to $150, so I eliminated the least and most expensive, so I was in the $100 dollar range. I made my selection and left the store.

I waited until Saturday when Janet would leave to shop for groceries and hid the camera on her dresser which was stacked high with everything imaginable. It was always like that, and I learned not to say anything about it. She would have to remove almost everything to expose the camera, so the mess worked in my favor.

I set up the camera to work with my laptop and the software that came with it was password protected.

I was ready as I could be. Or so I thought.

We had a nice weekend, and I impressed myself with my acting skills. She wanted sex Saturday night, but I begged off saying I'd hurt my back at work.

Monday morning, we were up at our usual time, and I fixed canned biscuits for breakfast. Whoever came up with biscuits in a can should get a Nobel Prize. Janet left at her usual time, and I logged into my laptop to make sure everything was working. I was amazed at the resolution. I made a good choice. During the night I remembered there was an outlet behind the dresser, so I plugged in the charger. The cord itself was very small, almost delicate so I plugged the charging end in, and it could barely be seen. Now I didn't have to worry about it running out of juice. I went to work.

Mondays are always busy, so I didn't think too much about the camera. I left my office early to check on a large job on my way home. It looked good, I knew the customer would be happy.

Janet had supper ready when I arrived. It was one of my favorites. I love her stuffed peppers. If something was going on I would miss her cooking among other things. We cleaned up and Janet headed up to our bathroom to shower and change into her usual attire for lounging while watching some tv. While she was upstairs, I logged into my laptop and signed in to the app.

I thought I was prepared for what I might see but I found that wasn't the case. It's a hard thing to see the person you love sucking a strange dick and then fucking someone else. I was shocked, then angry and finally sad. She also said some ugly things about me. Things like I had never satisfied her, and I was too stupid to catch them. When her lover called me a cuck, she laughed.

When she came back down after her shower, she looked at me.

"Jeff, are you feeling, ok? You're white as a sheet. What's going on?"

"I just don't feel well," I said. "Maybe I'm coming down with the flu or something. I think I'll go to bed early."

"Ok honey. I hope you get to feeling better."

I showered like I was a zombie and put on some sleeping shorts. As I lay in bed I tried to get the video images out of my head. The guy was big in more ways than one. He had me beat by at least 3 inches and he was thick. She could hardly get it in her mouth. Later when she rode him, she took all of it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

I didn't recognize him.

I had my work cut out. I'd have to play detective. I found out why there was never any cum residue in her panties. She must have put them in the hamper when she first got home and then she took a shower before going back to work sans panties. She had things figured out. I'll give her that.

My beautiful wife was a cheating whore. She'd already cucked me so the sooner I could dump her the better. I'm so glad we didn't start our family.

It wasn't that long before I found out who her affair partner was.

One morning I went over to the greenhouse to pick up some shrubs for a job. The guys hadn't pulled the order yet, so I decided to walk over to the flower shop and check on my wife.

I always use the back door to the shop. The door has a large window because there is a large workroom just inside the door. I always check to make sure I'm not going to run over someone as I enter. This morning was no different. As I peered through the glass, I saw Janet sitting on a workbench. She had her legs spread and there was a man standing between them. I watched as she removed her panties and handed them to him. He held them to his face and then put them in his pocket. I saw him reach in between her legs. The son of a bitch had his fingers in my wife's pussy. I couldn't believe it.

I opened the door and walked towards Janet. She practically screamed as she pushed him aside. "Jeff, what are you doing here?"

Ass hole looked at me and then asked her to introduce him. "Jeff, this is Jack. He's a sales rep for one of our biggest suppliers, just about all the supplies we use. Jack, this is my husband, Jeff. I've told you about our landscaping business; Jeff is owner and manager."

Asshole took a couple of steps away from my wife and offered his hand. I put out my hand deciding he wasn't going to one-up me in this alpha game. As he started to squeeze my hand, I put everything I had into it. When he pulled his hand back, I knew I had done some damage. After that he acted like he was doing inventory and Janet came over to talk.

"Is everything ok Jeff? You don't normally come by without giving me a heads up."

I wanted to ask her if she gave her panties away to every man she met. I wasn't ready to give myself away. I was still working on a plan.

"Why wouldn't it be? My order across the street wasn't ready so I came over to say hi. I didn't realize you'd be with someone. My bad I guess."

"Jeff, I wasn't with Jack. We were just talking about some new ceramic vases they've come out with. That's all it was. Just business Jeff. I'm always glad to see you honey."

I'll just bet you are, I thought to myself.

"I better go before my truck blocks somebody. I'll see you at home. Have a good one."

Well, I have a name now. Jack. He'll be sorry he ever met her before I'm done. That goes for my whore wife too.

Chapter 3

She was in the shower when I pulled up today's video. There they were again in my bed. The cheap ass won't even pay for a motel. I listened long enough to hear her tell him how much better he was at fucking her than I was. I heard her going gaga over his big dick. I was so pissed off. She gave him her ass too but not without some pain. I think I actually heard her crying. Good!

I hoped she'd want sex tonight because I wanted to take out some of my anger on her pussy. I'd really like to take her ass, but she wouldn't even consider it with me. She'd do it in a heartbeat for him. Fuck her!

I needed to know more about Jack. I bet he's married with kids. Then I heard Janet coming down the stairs. I closed my laptop and turned on the tv.

She sat next to me on the couch, her leg crowding mine. "Jeff, that was sweet of you to look in on me this morning. Why don't I do something for you? Let's go to bed."

As I lay down, I noticed something I hadn't noticed before. Fresh sheets. So that was part of her M. O. She changes the sheets. I also thought I had a timeline too. It had been exactly 1 week since their last rendezvous. I bet he lives out of town and calls on the shop every week and that's the day they fuck.

Speaking of fucking Janet was caressing my dick through my sleep shorts. I lifted my hips to enable her to take them off me. She had slipped into bed naked. I turned over and kissed her hard and moved down to those perfect globes. Her nipples were hard, so I moved down her body to eat her pussy. She stopped me. She told me her period had started early. No way I thought. I knew she had just had her period last week. Another lie. Her pussy is full of his cum. Smart! She kept me away from it. She spread her legs and I penetrated her easily. Of course I did. She was full of cum. I slammed my dick up against her cervix. She complained I was being too rough. I backed off some, but I still made sure she didn't enjoy it that much. I knew she was pissed because she didn't want to cuddle afterwards. She turned away from me. Welcome to the new normal Janet. You cunt.

The next morning, I made plans to follow Jack the next time he called. I wanted to know more about his circumstances, particularly if he was married. His punishment was to be me, informing his wife of his extra-curricular fuck fests. I rented a car for the following week. I had no idea what his day would be like after calling on the flower shop so I'd pack a lunch and make sure I would have stuff to drink.

Revelation day arrived and I was ready. I was parked across the street when he and Janet left the shop for their weekly fuck-a-thon. I followed them to our house and parked in front of another house down the block. About 90 minutes later they headed back to drop her off.

What the hell do her coworkers think about this crap I wondered. Are they ok with this? They all know me. Why didn't anyone give me a heads up? I guess they figure it's none of their business. It's a small shop so everyone tries to get along. Still

He pulled away and I followed discretely. He made a couple more sales calls and then drove out of town on highway 6. He hadn't gone far when he pulled onto a gravel road. I stayed back to put some distance between us.

I then followed and saw his car parked in front of a garage next to a nice looking 2 story house. There were children playing in a fenced yard and clothes hanging on the clothesline. He was nowhere to be seen but I got the address, and I could do some research later. I did a u turn and headed back home before supper.

After supper Janet headed upstairs to take her usual shower, and I opened my laptop. I Googled the address and before long I had Jack's last name.

I went back to his house the next day. I had noticed their mailbox was located up on the highway, out of view of the house, so I pulled up and checked to see if their mail had been delivered. I pulled their mail out of the box and discovered he was married and now I had her name as well. All I needed now was a phone number. I bet I can get that from Janet's phone, I thought. I placed the mail back in the box.

Retrieving their mail was a tip I got from my old friend Jim. He was a private dick and a good one. He made some big bucks. I was envious of what he did but what the hell. I had my own rats to kill.

I was almost ready to rain hell's fire down on the two of them. It was time for me to find a lawyer.

Chapter 5

Something changed in me over the next week. I wasn't sad anymore, just pissed off and wanting revenge. I would start out, scaring the shit out of both her and Jack. I had a.357 magnum in my desk at work. Sometimes I would work late after everybody went home so I kept the gun for self-defense.

I secreted it out of the office. I didn't want to alarm anyone. If they followed their usual pattern their next fuck would be in 2 days. I hid the pistol in the toolbox in the truck bed and locked the box. On retrieving it I made sure the clip was full. After I put the clip back in, I chambered a round and activated the safety. I was considering buying some blanks, but I thought a slug to the wall made my pretend intent a little more real.

Two days later I was hiding in the master bedroom closet with my.357. I parked the truck across the street and down a few houses. I was amazed at how calm I was. That's what singleness of purpose will do. Focused in like a laser, my plan was to wait until they were fucking, step out of the closet and immediately fire a round into the wall. Then point the gun at fuckwad and force him out the front door bare assed naked. After that Janet and I would have a talk.

It was just past 1 when I heard the garage door open and they came into the house. Janet was laughing. I heard my name mentioned so I presumed it was a joke at my expense. I had retrieved a folding chair from the patio and placed it inside the closet, so I was comfortable waiting until the time was right. I moved the safety on the pistol to the firing position. I waited until they were having sex when I quietly opened the door and moved to the side of the bed. Janet had her eyes closed at the time, which was perfect for what I had in mind. Jack was in the short rows. I pulled back the hammer and positioned the gun next to his ear, pointed it at the wall over the headboard and pulled the trigger.

A gun as powerful as a.357 magnum makes an impressive noise when fired in a small room like a bedroom. I just hoped a neighbor didn't call the police and report a gun shot. But even if they did, I would just tell the cops the truth. I caught my wife in bed with another man. End of story.

When the gun fired Jack jumped and fell off the bed. I noticed he was peeing while trying to stand up. I let him get his wallet and keys out of his pants and then showed him the front door. He was fortunate that all our neighbors worked so he avoided some embarrassment.

When the gun went off Janet started screaming and didn't stop until Jack hightailed it. Her eyes were big as half dollars, and she was scared shitless. I suppose she thought I was going to kill her. I had thought about it. Then she started a litany from the cheater's handbook. It was just sex, it meant nothing, she loved me. The usual bullshit.

"Janet, I have just one question to ask, and I better hear a truthful answer. First, though, I want you to know I consider our marriage dead. I'm going to divorce you and there will be no reconciliation. I expect you to pack a suitcase and leave today, right now would be good."

When she heard what I had told her she started crying saying no repeatedly while she sobbed. When she could talk, I asked her just that one question. Why?

"Jeff, I honestly don't know. It wasn't something you did or didn't do. I do love you; you must know that. He just seduced me, I guess. He was always complimenting me and making me feel special. I didn't want to hurt you or destroy our marriage. I love having sex with you. He was just different, not better. Yes, his dick is bigger but I'm not a size queen. I'm sure you heard me talking about you. I didn't mean any of those things. It was just pillow talk. Can't we work through this? I'll do anything you want. I'll make it up to you. Please Jeff. I don't want a divorce. I want you to give me another chance. I'm so sorry.

"I could never trust you, Janet. You've shown me just how devious you can be."

"I'll bring your suitcase in from the garage. I'm going to change the locks after you leave. You can call me when you want to pick up the rest of your stuff. I'd like your rings back before you go. I'll have you served at the shop, and I'll buy out your share of the house. I guess you know he's married with a couple of kids. I intend to let his wife know what he's been up to. I've got the two of you on video, so I'll be filing on grounds of infidelity. I don't want our families and friends to think our breakup is my fault."

"I think you did mean those things you said about me. Especially when you said I wasn't smart enough to catch you two. I guess we know who the smart one is now. One last thing don't go after the business. If you do, I'll either shut it down and liquidate it or I'll sell it to our employees for next to nothing. Either way you won't get a nickel."

"Jeff, I'm not a monster. I'm just a woman who made a mistake. I never thought about the consequences. I thought with all the precautions I was taking we wouldn't be caught. I thought changing the sheets and keeping my panties clean would be enough. That and doing it during your work hours would be enough. I'm so sorry Jeff. Like I said I'll do anything you want. Nothing will be off limits. You know I can be a good wife."

"Ok Janet, we've both had our say. I'm going back to the office. When I get home, you'll be gone. Let me have your rings and lock up when you leave. Goodbye Janet."

She handed her wedding and engagement rings to me. As I left I could hear her sobbing.

Epilogue

I had Janet served a week later. I delivered a flash drive to Jack's wife in person. I don't know if she divorced him or not. She had to decide if she and the kids were better off with or without him. After being served Janet resigned and left town to live with another family member. Once I took her a check for her half the house I didn't see her again. What a treacherous bitch!