What Would You Do Now?

My first try at writing. I haven't taken the time to find an editor so I am sure the writing could be better. I would welcome constructive suggestions and how you liked the story. Thanks

This is your "almost" typical story of a cheating wife, an unsuspecting husband, and a decision to be made concerning the marriage. However, there are some circumstances which may not allow me to follow all the so called normal reactions and responses to the affair or affairs. (Who knows how many men or how many times before I found out?) Let me set the stage as to what has happened and ask for your help on what I should do.

My wife (Jenny) and I (William, not Bill or Will, but William) have been married a long time. Thirty years, and we lived together for four years before marriage. Both of us had been married and divorced before we met. Jenny and I raised my son from my previous marriage and now have a grandson. We are now in our golden years, I am 64 and she just turned 60. Neither of us have movie star looks; Jenny is very petite, with pixie like looks and has the cutest rear I have ever seen and a great body of a woman 20 years younger. My wife is precious to me but I am the only person who thinks she is the most beautiful women in the world. It's because I love and cherish her so much. I'm sure she feels the same way about me. It is evident in the way we care for and treat each other. We are best friends and confidants.

So what is the problem, you might ask.

My loving, caring, cherished wife is sleeping with other men. I say men though it might be just one man, the one I caught her with.

Let me give you a little background on myself and what has caused the problem I am facing. I am 64, average height, and a little overweight. I have had a heart condition for about eight years and am on several medications. One of the side effects of some of these medicines is an inability to maintain an erection for very long. We are very loving to each other, with a lot of kissing, hugging and grab ass; but I am unable to perform a good old fashioned screwing. Aye, there's the rub, my wife has always been a big fan of intercourse. So for eight years she has had to depend on some toys (which she really doesn't care for much) and oral gratification. This was fine for a while, but apparently not for a steady diet.

I am sort of retired, I have a small business that keeps me busy 2 days a week, but my wife is still working. Thank God. Don't know how we would have made it without her excellent salary and health insurance. The company she works for has meetings at least every quarter, sometimes more, and she has to travel to the district office for these meetings. She is usually gone just two or three days. Fly out on a Thursday morning and back on Saturday evening. Once a year, there is a big district meeting, to which the spouses are invited and the company foots the bill. We fly out on Wednesday and return on Saturday or Sunday. Very nice, I go and play golf for two days while my wife goes to meetings. It was at the big meeting where I began to notice something was just not right.

After checking into our room on Wednesday, we went down to lobby bar to relax and wait for dinner. The meetings and my golf would start the next day. We were sitting at the bar when one of her co-workers walked up to us. I hadn't met him before as he worked at the district office. He walked behind Jenny and put both hands on her shoulders and began a gentle massage. Jenny leaned forward to remove his hands and said "Henry, this is my husband William. Honey this is Henry Jackson, he is my counterpart at the district office."

Henry is a nice looking man around six feet and 200 lbs and about 40 to 45. I shook hands with Henry and said I was glad to meet him and that Jenny had mentioned him and what a good manager he was. Henry said "Please to meet you Willie, I didn't realize that Jenny's husband was quite this old; no wonder."

"Excuse me", I said, "my name is William, it was my grandfather's name and I prefer not to disrespect his memory by shortening it, and what do you mean "no wonder."

"Oh sorry, and nothing at all, see you all at dinner" he replied with a smirk on his face.

After he left, I turned to Jenny and asked "What the hell was that about? He treats you like his property by putting his hands all over you, disrespects me and made that comment, "No wonder. What did he mean by that, Jenny? What the fuck is going on? Is there something more I need to know about this Henry?" A shadow past over Jenny's face and then she recovered and said that Henry was just awkward with people and didn't mean anything and after all he did say he was sorry. His wife didn't come to this meeting and he is just a little lonely.

"Forget about him and let's just enjoy our drinks and our dinner before going up to our room." I didn't want to let it go, but decided maybe I was just tired from the flight and was over reacting. However, it kept hovering in the back of my mind. We went up to our room and I gave my wife a sexy massage and ran a hot bath for her. While I was starting her bath the phone beside the bed rang and Jenny picked it up, and I overheard the following: "What are you doing calling my room and why were you so disrespectful to William downstairs? Yes, yes, I can't wait much longer either, but we have to be careful. I don't want to ruin my marriage so you behave until tomorrow afternoon, okay Henry?"

As she came into the bathroom, I ask "Who was on the phone?" She said it was the front desk wanting to know if everything was okay in the room and did we need anything. Son of a bitch, she lied right to my face, son of a bitch.

"How long are your meetings tomorrow? If you can slip away in the afternoon, I will give up golf and spend the day with you looking around the city." Jenny answered that the meetings would go until about 5 and drinks and dinner at 6 so I should go ahead and enjoy my golf game. Now I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but I'm not totally stupid and had a feeling there were things going on that I needed to check out. I told Jenny that my game would start at 10 tomorrow and I would eat lunch at the course and be back to the hotel between 4 and 5. That would give me time to get ready for dinner.

The next morning Jenny got dressed in a nice business pants suit and as she left for her meetings, kissed me and told me to enjoy my game. Well you know I didn't go to play golf that day. I just left the hotel around 10 and drove around until about 1. I returned to the hotel and as I walked into the lobby saw a group of my wife's co-workers at the bar. The bar is an oval with service from all sides and I sat in a sort of undercover spot and listened to the talk. I heard their plans for the afternoon. I also heard them talking about some of the workers having a party in the private room at the hotel's lounge and they should be more careful as some of them had their spouses along on this trip. One of the guys I knew, said Henry had better cool it, as her husband is here, not like what they had been doing at the quarterly meetings One lady said it was different at the quarterly meetings because no spouses came to those and the people could party hardy.

Of course I had to check out this private party after the event at the bar yesterday and hearing Henry's name. I walked into the lounge and went to the door to the private room and tried to open it. The door would not open and the bartender said it was locked for a private party. I walked over to the bar and laid a fifty dollar bill on the bar and asked "Is there any way that the lock on the door had broken and didn't work?"

He just smiled at me, picked up the money and said give me 5 minutes. I got a beer and sat at a table for 10 minutes or so. I don't know how I managed to wait as long as I did, but got up and tried the door again. Apparently the lock had malfunctioned and the door opened. As I started to enter the room the bartender said "Be careful I heard the guy say he used to box in the golden gloves."

I told him I wasn't going to cause any trouble; I just wanted to check out some things. I slowly opened the door and peeked around the corner. The were about three couples in the room in various stages of undress. The couple I was looking for was behind a table in the dimly lit corner. Henry was sitting in a big chair and Jenny was straddling his lap facing him. She was no longer wearing the pants suit but had changed to a very short skirt and an almost see thru blouse and no bra. Her top was almost totally open and her nipples were trying to push out thru the blouse. Henry was stroking her breast with one hand and running his other hand up and down her leg, going under her skirt sometimes. A pair of black lace panties was thrown on the table in front of them.

My Jenny, my wife, my best friend, the love of my life and my soul mate was fucking around with another man. I wondered if I was having a heart attack as there was a pounding in my chest and I felt like I would upchuck. I slowly began to feel better, but felt a tremendous white anger begin to surface. I always carry a digital camera on these trips to take pictures of the golf courses I play. I had the camera with me now, I took it out of my pocket, set it for low light and took several pictures. Then I slipped out of the room. What do I do now? Should I rush in and confront them, should I wait and get my revenge later? What?

My friend the bartender looked up and said "Sorry dude." "I assume that one of the ladies is your wife or girlfriend." I asked him when they came in and he answered "About 12:30 and asked for the private room. They have done this before." He said I looked like I could use a drink and I ordered a double bourbon. He sat it on the bar and said "On the house."

I laid another fifty on the bar and asked "Would you call my room when they leave?"

He slid the fifty back to me and he said he would be glad to. " Went thru the same thing myself about a year ago." I went back to my room to wait for his call. I got the call that they were leaving about 4. Time enough for her to clean up the evidence of her "Afternoon Delight" I thought.

She didn't see me as she rushed into our room; I was at the seating area of the room which you can't see from the bed area. She began to change back into the pants suit that was laying on the bed. I said "Hi Honey, how was your meeting?"

Jenny jumped about a foot into the air. "Oh, you back already" Jenny said. She looked a little flushed and very nervous and tried to hide that she was changing back into the pants suit.

" Yeah, I tweaked my back a little bit and decided to call it a day, should be okay by tomorrow" I offered. Then I remarked, "I see you changed your outfit, I thought you looked very nice this morning when you left.

"Oh, I spilled something on the pants and changed between sessions. Have you already showered for dinner", she asked.

"Yeah, I'll go down to the bar and wait for you, see you in a bit". I got up and gave her a kiss and started toward the door. I opened the door and remembered I had left my card key on the desk, closed the door and started back into the room when I heard her on the phone. She was telling someone that I had come back early and they would not be having another drink together liked they had planned, but they could have a few dances after dinner. Opening and closing the door very quietly I went down to the bar and ordered double bourbon and sat at a table.

Jenny came down to join me and we went in to dinner. A few minutes later, my pal Henry walked by us to the bar and got a drink. "Hey Henry, why don't you join us?", I suggested. He looked a little uneasy, but agreed and sat down at our table. "Henry and Jenny let me show you the pictures I took today on my travels. I placed the camera in front of them and started to scroll thru the pictures I had take in the private room earlier. He become increasingly disturbed and nervous and got up to leave after the first two or three pictures.

Jenny had her head down with her face cover and was crying and moaning "No, oh god, please no."

Henry then seemed to grow a pair of balls and said "So what, she was there willingly and I don't think you can do anything about it old man."

"Unless you want these pictures to make it to you wife and your boss, you better sit back down, you son of a bitch" I ordered him. "Now this is what is going to happen you piss ant and you my cheating whore of a wife. You are going to tell me all about you two. How long, how many times, where and anything else I want to know. I may be older and not in the best of health, but I can still take your ass down, shithead. Remember I retired as Navy Seat team leader. My old grandpa once said to me Son, there comes a time in every man's life when he stops busting knuckles and starts busting caps and usually it's when he becomes too old to take an ass whooping. I'm about at that age. So one more time sit down asshole.If you annoy me anymore, I will make it a point to see you fubared. You know, fucked up beyond all recognition. If I can't manage it, my brother Seals will help out an old ship mate. So start talking you bastard or start putting your "affairs" in order (bad choice of words here), because I promise you I will fuck up your world one way or another."

"Okay, okay. We meet at the quarterly meetings and have some fun and once in a while at the big meetings like this one. We have been meeting for about a year. At first it was just a few drinks and some light petting, but the last two meetings we have been having sex. Jenny says she is not being satisfied at home and wants to feel loved again, at least physically. She's not in love with me but just wants to have sex and some fun. That is according to her, come on Jenny tell him.

Jenny sat there sobbing and moaning and didn't look up. She never said a thing, just cried.

"You are scum, dickhead. A married man screwing around with a married women without regard to who it may hurt. I hope you had a good time, because it's gonna cost you, big time" I said. "IT IS OVER AND DONE". "Understand" Henry nodded," I said do you understand?" He said he understood and stood to leave the table. I rose as he stood up and kicked him right in the balls. Henry went down like a fallen tree. "That's just a sample of what will happen if you ever see or talk to her again outside of a business situation. I will end your life as you know it. Now crawl out of here, you piece of shit."

One of the women at our table and said "you kick that man in the crotch."

"Yes lady, just as hard as I could and I may do it again in the near future." I took Jenny's arm and pulled her out into the hall way with me. " Did you really thing I was that stupid or so senile that I wouldn't catch on?"

"Oh no, no please god" she cried. "William let me explain please. I love you; it was only for sex. I love only you but am really frustrated by the lack of sex. I was feeling old, and worthless. I know you can't give me sex , but I felt I wasn't attractive anymore and it screwed up my head. "

Bullshit Jenny, it wasn't just for sex, it was a full blown affair with dancing,romance, kissing, cuddling and love making, not just sex, but love making."Honey, in a way, I could almost understand your need for sex. There hasn't been complete sex between us for about 7 years due to the meds I take. But Henry? That low life piece of shit! I can't believe your bad taste. What I can't forgive is your lack of respect for me. I mean doing all this at company functions where everyone knows. Then I have to socialize with them and not ever know I was an object scorn or pity or both. Now I understand some of the looks and comments I got. Jesus, Jenny why didn't you just fucking shoot me."

Jenny looked at me and asked "Where do we go from here? Please I will do anything to make it up to you and show you how sorry I am."

"I don't know where we go from here Jenny, there is a flight back home tonight at 9:00, I will be on it. I know it is important for your job that you be here for tomorrow mornings sessions; but there is a flight out tomorrow at 1:30. It arrives about 3:00 at home. I will be at the airport to pick you up. If you are there we can go home and discuss our problems and see if we can solve this situation. If you stay here with your party pals and are not on that plane, I will pack up and leave tomorrow night and it will be over. Your choice, Jenny". "I don't know if I can get around you play time and your disrespect of me, but I am willing to at least talk about your actions and try to figure out what to do about us. Okay, enough talk, I am outta here. See you tomorrow night or maybe not. Good luck at your dinner tonight and your conference tomorrow. I don't believe you will be doing much dancing with Henry tonight, maybe tomorrow, but I don't think so" Jenny ran over to me saying how sorry she was, and don't leave, trying to hug me but I stepped back and held up my hand. "Right this minute, I don't want to touch you, Leave me alone" I told her.

She said "Please don't go, we can go out to dinner and talk later and go home together tomorrow afternoon, please."

"I can't Jenny. If I see that asshole again I might kill him this time. I am also very upset with the rest of your co-workers, a lot of them knew about this and it is embarrassing for me to have to face them like nothing is going on. I leaving to catch that plane. I guess I hope to see you tomorrow, I don't know how I feel right now. I only know that I hurt so bad I don't know if I can stand it. My heart is pounding and I so angry I could kill someone."

I left the entry way we were standing in and went to the desk to pick up my bag. The desk had the shuttle waiting and I left for the airport. I thought the flight would calm me down and allow me to iron things out in my head. No such luck. The more I thought, the more angry I got. If Henry had been on that plane, I would have opened the door and thrown him out. FUCK THEM BOTH. After I finally got home, I had a couple of drinks. WHAT DO I DO NOW? I have a comfortable live style and that would all change if I split with Jenny. One of the things that contributed to this life style was Jenny's job and the health insurance that goes with it. I could make a living but I would not enjoy my life nearly as much as I did with Jenny. Could I get past the cheating and stay or must I kick her ass out?

I was at the airport the next afternoon. Passenger after passenger got off the plane and walked past my viewing spot. The last one off was Jenny. My heart felt lighter when I saw her. At least she was worried about our marriage.

She walked up to me and said "let's go home and talk, we really need to talk." When we got home, Jenny took a shower and then joined me in the family room.

"So what do you want to say Jenny? "

She looked down at the floor and then look up at me. "I'm sorry I hurt you. I didn't want that to happen. In spite of what you think, it was only for the sex. Yes, we danced and partied, but there was no love involved for Henry or me. It was just a good time and a release for me of the sexual frustrations of the last seven years. Before you began taking all those pills our sex life was great. It was loving, exciting, and you would always find little ways to make it better and better. Then all at once, it was gone. I handled it for six years, but I finally reached a breaking point 2 months ago. It would have been better if I had chosen someone and somewhere else to break down, but it just sort of happened. Again I am truly sorry that you have been hurt. Please forgive me, at least for that. What are your plans?"

" I have to leave, Jenny. I don't believe I can stay here. You said you are sorry I got hurt, but you never said you were sorry you fucked another man. How am I suppose to live with that? The question is how can I live without you? You have been my live for the last 30 plus years. Can I just walk away from that did your actions kill all the feelings? I don't know, I just don't know."