"Rob, say something, please say something," asked Brenda.
"What's his name?" I asked. "You know, the bastard you fucked."
"Please, Rob, let it go. I promise you it will never happen again. Nothing will be gained by bringing other people into this. I was at fault and I'm paying the price right now."
I was looking at a very scared Brenda.
"It was obvious to me that Frank was controlling my movements to give him access to my wife and that when I was on the trips he sent me on he was helping keep my wife from being lonely. So I hired a detective agency, gave them the keys to my house which they promptly wired for audio and video."
I paused for a moment and looked around the room, "Aaah, I see from the looks on your faces that the penny has dropped.
Yes I'm very curious about what it would be like to have sex with her. You had your long-term affair with Sean and I don't see any reason why I can't have one also. Probably the reason I haven't done anything until now is because I had never found anyone who had made me curious before now. I don't love Frances because I love only you. We would have been discreet and would have been as careful as you had been with Sean.
She looked down at the floor and weakly said, "What are you going to do?"
"Throw your worthless ass out and divorce you." I looked at my watch, "In fact Chris, the company I hired to move your shit out of here should be here at any minute now. I would assume that the man who will serve you with the divorce papers is driving the car that just pulled into the drive.
