Chapter 1

My name is Jake Grey. I'm thirty five. I was married to my beautiful wife for six years. She's thirty one. She looks like she's twenty five. We didn't have any children. I was ready. She wasn't. She kept telling me, "Soon, honey soon." Our sex life was great. More than that, it was the kisses and hugs that I loved more than anything. I tried to make love every chance I got, just to be close to her. When I held her in my arms I felt peaceful and loved. She was always responsive and available. In all the time we were married, I was happy. I thought she was too.

My mistake was in trusting her. Her name is Kelly and my love turned into a blinding hate and then a cold empty void. I've heard that the opposite of love is indifference. That's not true in my case. My love has turned into a dull, bone chilling rage. My soul is dead. I'll never recover. If the bitch was on fire I wouldn't piss on her to put it out. I guess you are wondering what happened to turn a kind loving man into a vengeful machine.

It all started at last year's company Christmas party. Kelly always dressed too sexy for these parties. I didn't mind too much. When she dressed like that, men paid her a lot of attention. I was flattered that the most desirable woman in the room was always my woman. I knew what was on the minds of every man that saw her.

She was wearing a dress that didn't leave much to the imagination. I was married to a woman who looked like a walking wet dream. I wondered who she trying to impress. Usually, I'm not a jealous guy, but what's mine is mine. As long as there was no doubt about that, we were ok. I told Kelly before we left that a lot of men would be hitting on her and that I trusted her to not let anything go down that would be disrespectful to herself or me. I'm not a man who would tolerate bullshit. My fellow martial arts partners call me the "crusher" for good reason. They all know I can be a mean son of a bitch. Kelly never saw that part of me and I prayed she never would. I had an uneasy feeling before we left the house. I guess you could call it a premonition.

"Why are you looking like your dog just died, Jake? Don't you want to go to the party?" She said, giving me her sexiest smile. That smile always made my body respond.

"To tell you the truth, Boo, I really would rather skip the party this year." I called her by her pet name and was hoping that she would agree with me.

"Why, honey? I thought you always had fun at these parties." She said, as she put on a pair of shear black stockings. "Don't be such a party pooper. We don't get out dancing much. I really need to let my hair down and have some fun. I'm just about finished dressing. Come on, let's go." She sounded a bit irritated at my hesitation. "First come over here and let me take care of that problem I see in your pants. I can't have my man walking around with a woody all night." I had no way of knowing it was going to be our last sexual moment.

She pulled me over to the bed where she was sitting. She opened my zipper and in no time she had engulfed my rock hard organ. Kelly didn't usually take me in her throat. This time she did. She only did that when she was very horny. It wasn't long before I blasted my load in her mouth. She swallowed it all and licked her lips as if she had just eaten her favorite ice cream. My knees weakened, I had to sit down.

"Wow! That was great, Boo. I love you so much ... Let me take care of you."

"Not so fast, big boy. If you do that, we'll never get to the party."

"I know sweetheart. That's what I was thinking." I said, as she re-applied her lipstick. I still looked concerned.

"Didn't I make you happy, honey? There's still something on your mind?"

Something wasn't right. She was too excited about that damned party.

"It's just that last year the party got a little too wild for my taste. There was a lot of ass grabbing going on. People start drinking and acting stupid. You know crowds make me nervous. Since Jim became the vice president of the company, he has hit on every woman in the office. There's a rumor that he's had sex with several of them. I almost knocked him on his ass last year. I didn't like the way he was always buzzing around you and I surely didn't like the way he danced with you."

Jim was the president's nephew. The slimy piece of shit thought the sun rose and set in his ass. He was married and had two kids. I felt sorry for his wife. She deserved a better man than that punk. I've often seen him flirt with numerous women in a way that humiliated her at previous parties. She has refused to come with him for the past couple of years. She was a real lady and good looking too. I couldn't imagine why she stayed with the pompous clown.

"He's just a big flirt. I can handle him. Never forget that I'm proud to be your woman. I love you more than life. You know that, don't you? There's no need for you to be worried. Sure, he's tall, rich and handsome, but he'll never be the man you are. You're my baby and you always will be."

I didn't like her description of the creep, but I shrugged it off. Kelly never gave me a reason to doubt her loyalty. Love is truly blind.

I could see my fate was sealed. There would be no changing her mind. Sometimes a man has to give an inch to gain a mile. I didn't want anything to interfere with my plan to make mad passionate love with her when we got home.

We arrived at the party a little late. Some of the people were already a little drunk. The music filled the room. People were dancing, laughing and generally having a good time. I decided to try to fit in and hope that the evening would end sooner than later. As soon as we walked through the door, Jim Stevens came over and gave me a weak hand shake. I felt like I'd touched a snake. He glared lasciviously at Kelly, taking her hand and giving it a long kiss, totally ignoring my presence. My blood pressure caused my head to start pounding. It wouldn't have taken much more to knock him out right there. I could see it was going to a long night. She gave me a wink signifying we were secure and we began to mingle with the guess. Jim walked over and took Kelly by the arm. She didn't object. I didn't know how much more I could take.

"Let me introduce you to some of our new staff." He said, with a wolfish grin. He acted like Kelly was his woman. "You don't mind do you, Jake?" He didn't wait for my answer. Kelly gave me her please relax look, so I let it pass.

A good friend of mine, named Eddie, saw what was happening and dragged me over to a group of guys playing a drinking game and telling lies while their wives circulated and gossiped about whatever it is women talk about. I pretended to drink. I never get drunk. I like to keep my wits about me. While I was enjoying the company of my friends, I would look around occasionally for Kelly. I noticed that she danced with a couple of guys. Everything seemed above board. I'm not sure how much time had passed. I knew I was ready to go home and ravish my wife. We hadn't made love for a couple of days which was a long time for us. I was glad that she had the opportunity to, "let her hair down," as she put it. I had done my duty.

I couldn't find her and couldn't imagine where she could be. I looked everywhere. I saw her friend Pam and inquired if she had seen Kelly. Pam looked a little nervous and told me that she had seen Kelly dancing with Jim about fifteen minutes ago. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The uneasy feeling that had been haunting me turned my stomach into knots. I began to look for her outside the ballroom.

I heard voices as I looked into an unused small conference room. I decided to check it out. I could hear a woman in the throes of passion. It sounded like Kelly. I couldn't believe my eyes. There was my loving wife bent over the arm of a chair being fucked by the slime ball himself. At first I was paralyzed. I thought I was having a stroke. They were too involved in what they were doing to notice me standing there. I walked over and stood there for a while before they saw me.

"Oh my God... ! Jake, let me explain..." She shrieked, trying to pull herself together.

"You have nothing to say to me you lying bitch!" I said, with all the venom I could muster. "I worshipped the ground you walked on and this is how you repay me. We're finished. You are no longer my wife. Look at me." She couldn't raise her head. I grabbed by her hair and forced her to look at me.

"What do you see, you fucking whore? Do you see the eyes of the man that loved you? They're the eyes of a dead man. You killed my heart and soul tonight. Now, I see why you were so eager to come to that damned party. You wouldn't fuck me because you were saving your cheating pussy for this dirt bag." At that, she let out an agonizing cry.

"No ... No ... I..."

"Don't try to talk your way out of this. You've been busted, bitch."

She was terrified. She tried to speak, but no words came out. All the time I was berating my soon to be ex wife, Jim just stood there looking amused. At that moment, three of my buddies entered the room, Eddie, Paul and Dave. I guess Pam told them there was going to be trouble. They stood there frozen. Nobody knew what to say.

I turned to Jim. "And you, you piece of shit. I should kill you where you stand."

"If you try anything, I'll have you arrested for assault and my uncle will fire you. Maybe, I'll just kick your ass for the hell of it. I've already had your precious wife's ass several times." He said, grinning at me. "You've tasted my cum in your wife's pussy after every Christmas party for the past four years." He was sneering at me.

"Fuck you and your uncle..." I growled.

I decided to not only humiliate him. I was going to make him suffer and Kelly too.

He was a few inches taller than me. Not that it mattered. I wanted him to try to kick my ass. The prick had no Idea of what I'm capable of.

I allowed my anger to dull the pain as I looked at the woman I would have gladly given my life for. We both knew that what she had done was unforgivable. There could be no excuses or forgiveness. Our life together was over.

As badly as I wanted to kill him, she wasn't worth spending the next twenty five years in prison.

"Your ass is mine. You will pay for your disrespect." I said, looking him in the eye. I wasn't reacting as he expected me to. I was blocking his exit deliberately. I could see the indecision on his face. He decided to bluff his way out and push me out of the way. That was a big mistake.