Dawn: A Cheating Slut Wife

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Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult, Consensual, BiSexual, Cheating, Group Sex, .

Desc: Drama Sex Story: Dawn is caught cheating by her husband and she pays.



You could say I was fat, dumb and happy. I'm really not fat--it's just a figure of speech—but I was dumb because I thought I was in a solid marriage. I was wrong--she's a lying cheating slut.

I'm John T. Miller my friends call me JT or BeerMan. They call me BeerMan because I brew 5 gallon batches of beer in my home. Most guys in my Beer Club keg their beer. I, however, bottle mine. My wife, Dawn, drinks wine. She hates beer. No, I don't have a beer belly. I work out 5 days a week at the gym. My family has a history of heart problems so I exercise, watch what I eat and my salt intake. I'm 6'3" and weigh 192 pounds. Eight years ago I left corporate America to start my own company, which is doing very well.

Dawn works for a top 50 corporation. She's been with them for 24 years. She started in the IT department as an analyst a month after our wedding. A little over 5 years ago she moved into a position as an instructor in the education division. The company requires her to attend at least 20 days of education a year to stay current with changing technology.

At 46, Dawn is a knock out. She is 5'8" and weighs 118 pounds, and she does not look like a woman who's had 2 children. She's a runner and meets 6 other women on our block each morning at 6 o'clock to run 6 miles.

Our daughter, Emily, is 22. She graduated from Florida State and she's a 1st grade teacher in Naples. Like her mother, Emily is a runner. She started running with her mom's group at the age of 14. I'm proud to say she likes the beer I make. She found a beer club in Naples and joined. When able, I attend with her.

Our son, Kent, is a 21 year old senior at the University of Florida. It is very entertaining to listen to his sister and him go at each other. Kent will drink my beer (since it's free, the price is right for a college student). He is a good student looking forward to joining my business. I've told him he needs to work in corporate America for at least 5 years before I'll hire him. I believe he needs real world experience.

Dawn does not like beer and cannot stand the smell in our house when I boil a batch. I always schedule boiling a new batch of beer when Dawn travels. She is in Dallas this week, and I'm making an English Brown Ale. I thought life could not get any better. Little did I know it was getting ready to change.

Bobby, one of my beer club members, called and asked if I would pick him up at the airport last Wednesday night at 8:30. Of course I said yes, and it would cost him a six pack of his award winning Porter.

As I walked into the baggage claim area I saw 3 of Dawn's fellow instructors exiting. I wondered why Dawn wasn't with them, so I pulled out my cell phone called her office phone. Normally I call her cell phone—I can't remember the last time I called her office. Her message said "Hi, you've reached the voicemail of Dawn Miller. I will be out of the office in Dallas teaching a class until Wednesday and will be on vacation Thursday and Friday. Please, leave a message at the tone and I will return your call on Monday."

About this time I saw Bobby coming my way, so I walked over to join him. I told Bobby what I knew and how confused I was. Bobby suggested I call Steve, who is another member of our beer club, to get his opinion. Steve is a detective with our local police department.

Before I called Steve, I decided to call Dawn. After she said "Hello" Doing my best to sound normal I replied "Just wanted to call and hear your voice. I can't wait to hold you in my arms." "Well what brought this on? Are you horny?" We both laughed. "Yes, I'm going to make love to you as soon as you get home Friday. I'm sure I can't wait till Saturday." "Honey you know these trips wear me out. I'm scheduled on the earliest flight out on Friday and can't wait to sleep in your arms." "Dawn, do you have to stay and pack?" "Yes, I have to stay and do my part. It wouldn't be fair to them. I love you and will see you Friday." This is the first time I'd ever known Dawn to lie to me.

I know it was late but I called Steve anyway. We talked about our next beer meeting for a few minutes. "Steve, I think Dawn is cheating on me and I need some guidance." Steve responded "I'm sorry to hear this and I will help anyway I can. First tell me what makes you believe Dawn is cheating on you." Taking a sip of beer I said "Bobby asked me to pick him up at the airport and I saw 3 of Dawn's coworkers existing with their luggage. They were with Dawn in Dallas this week. Her office voicemail stated she was in Dallas through Wednesday and on vacation till Monday. Before I called you I talked to Dawn and she acted like she was still teaching a class until Friday." Steve listened to me without interruption and then asked; "How often did Dawn travel?" "About twice a quarter."

"Did she travel with the same group each trip?"

"No."

"Did each class last 5 days?"

"Yes."

"Has she always left on Saturday and returned Friday night?"

"As far back as I could remember. She leaves on Saturday morning and returns on Friday night."

"What does she do when she gets home?"

"She is tired when she gets home takes a long bubble bath and goes to bed. First thing Saturday morning she washes her clothes. We go out to dinner and come home for some welcome home sex."

Steve agreed something was going on and advised me to call Frank Jones, a PI he knew, and discuss it with him. I thanked Steve for his insight and said I'd call Frank in the morning.

The next morning I received a call from Frank Jones. Turns out Steve called Frank and asked him to give me a call. I told Frank the same story I told Steve then answered his questions. Frank paused then asked, "You've been happily married for over 24 years. Do you really want to know what's going on?"

"Yes why are you asking?"

"It's been my experience in cases like this that most end in divorce. The questions you have to answer are: how much do you want to know? How far back you want us to go? How much are you willing to spend? Will you be able to handle what we find out?"

I was not prepared for this. I sat there in silence and then said, "Frank, I want to know everything--when, where, with whom--as far back as you can go. I will spend whatever it takes to find out the truth! If I've been shit on I want to know how deep!"

We decided that Frank would contact a fellow PI in Dallas he knew to check on Dawn. He would have someone on his staff check on the training class schedules. They would also contact the 3 instructors I saw leaving the airport.

In the meantime I was to search the house for anything unusual. I wasn't sure what to look for or where to start. I ruled out the living room, the dining room, kitchen, Emily's room, and Kent's Room for the time being.

I decided to start with Dawn's dresser. Everything I saw in her dresser I've seen before. After opening the door to her closet and seeing so many boxes I decided to check the bathroom instead. Her side of the bathroom did not hold any secrets. I went back to her closet and started searching. Starting with her hanging clothes and working my way through each shoe box I could not find anything out of place or raised a question in my mind.

After searching the master bedroom, the guest bedroom, the den, garage and attic I still did not know anymore than when I started.

Frank arrived around 5pm. He installed cameras in all bedrooms, the den, kitchen as well as a recorder for our phone. We went to the airport, found Dawn's car, and placed a GPS system in the trunk and a voice activated recorder under the front seat.

Back at the house, Frank and I had one of my Pale Ales while he brought me up to date. "Dawn's class schedule varies per location ranging from 3 to 5 days. The class in Dallas was scheduled for 3 days Monday through Wednesday. Tom, Paul and Bev flew out on Sunday afternoon returning on Wednesday night. Classroom material is shipped to the class location a week before the scheduled class. Instructors do not setup nor take down; each location has staff to handle setup and teardown." Sitting there taking time to regain control of my anger I thought of my father "JT you must stay in control of your anger. You can't think clearly when anger is in control." Storming of to the kitchen I growled "Damn it! That bitch has been blowing smoke up my ass! She will pay."

"Did you find anything during your search?"

"No" I got us another beer this time an IPA (India Pale Ale) and told Frank I hadn't found anything out of place.

The only red flag we could see is Dawn's need to wash her clothes. After some discussion we decide Frank will intercept her bag at the airport and I will research how to disable the washer so it won't work immediately.

Before Frank left he told me his Dallas contact is on-site at Dawn's hotel and he'll talk to his contact in the morning and then call me. Frank left, and I had another beer wondering how to break a washing machine.

I couldn't bring myself to sleep in the master bedroom. I slept in Kent's bed. Needless to say I slept very little. To keep up my routine and get my mind off things, I went into the office. Frank call about noon, and we agreed to meet at my house that afternoon.

Frank arrived at 2 with an armful of files. He passed on my offer for a beer--this time he was all business. The Dallas contact emailed his report with pictures attached. Frank pulled out a picture of six people sitting around a restaurant table. There were 3 women and 3 men sitting in couples.

Frank asked, "Do you recognize any of these people?"

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