It Never Works
Copyright© 2026 by R.L.B
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A happily married woman finds herself in an unexpected interracial affair. Bad things happen.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wimp Husband BTB Interracial Black Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Facial BBW Size Small Breasts
Bryan’s Story:
After the unexpected, unreasonable and unjustified arguments started by Janice, I decided to talk to my dad about the situation. My father referred me to a friend of his, who told me that my wife was likely having an affair. I actually laughed at him.
My dad was a detective for the sheriff’s department. His friend was a P.I.
After a few beers and some laughs, we made a friendly wager. We wagered that, if he investigated Janice and didn’t find anything, he would treat the four of us to a nice seafood dinner at Red Lobster. If she was cheating, I had to pay his bill. The rates were not all that expensive, so I agreed, and told him just how much I loved Red Lobster.
We came up with a plan to allow Janice to have some time to herself. I told her that I was going out of town for the weekend.
Afterwards, I felt awful about lying to my wife. I went home on Friday night to apologize for deceiving her. She wasn’t there, of course.
I stayed at the house all night Friday and all morning Saturday, calling her several times and asking her where she was. She blatantly lied to me. Finally, I couldn’t stand to be in the house any longer. I felt sick knowing that she was, almost certainly, cheating on me. I took clothes and some personal items and went to stay at my dad’s house in his guest room. I didn’t tell anyone where I was staying.
I had Janice served with divorce papers on Wednesday.
Janice fought the divorce tooth and nail, telling her lawyer that it was a stupid mistake. I kept pushing the divorce forward. Finally, the judge signed an order forcing me into counseling for three months. I had to attend, or else go to jail for contempt of court.
So, I went to counseling. The order didn’t say I had to participate. When I saw Janice for the first time since her fling, I remembered why I fell in love with her. She was my world for several years. The mother of my children.
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