Chapter 3

All this leads me up to that fateful phone call that I over heard. How to solve this problem at hand and just what the fuck am I going to do about my unfaithful wife? After I finished my beer, I finalized my plan and a trip to Radio Shack was on my agenda. I talked with a sales clerk; he seemed to understand what I wanted. He set me up with a good voice-activated recorder, with two mikes and extra flash drives. I also got a 36-picture roll of 800 speed 35 mm film for my Cannon EOS Rebel camera. This film is very good in low light situations. I priced nanny cams, but really not sure where to place them, to get the best pictures. So I passed on buying the nanny cam. I knew where they were going to be and what time they planned on being together. The camera and recorder should be enough to get the evidence that I wanted.

On Thursday, when I got home from work, I installed the recording device and microphones. I did a couple test runs to make sure that it worked properly. I checked my camera over and installed the film. I set the camera settings for low light picture taking. I was ready for Saturday.

Thursday night when Jan got home, we had dinner together as a family. That night Jan was getting frisky in bed. I thought I needed to play it cool, so I just simply fucked the shit out of her. I figured it might be the last time that I have sex with her.

"Whew baby, where did that come from? My insides are still squirming and I think I might walk a little funny tomorrow. Good thing I have Friday off," she said gasping for air.

I didn't say much. We just laid there, with her snuggled up next to me as we both tried to catch our breath.

The next day I went to work and when I got home, I loaded up my truck with my hunting gear, guns, ammo and decoys. I always go to bed early on the night before going hunting and she knew better than to disturb me. The kids left Friday night to their various functions and I was in bed by 9:00 pm ... I felt Jan come to bed a little later. It was hard for me to get to sleep, knowing what she has planned for tomorrow.

As usual I beat the alarm clock and I shut if off before the alarm sounded. I opened my night stand drawer and turn on the recorder. I got up and went into the laundry room to change into my hunting clothes. The coffee was done and I filled my thermos. I unlocked the backyard sliding window and grabbed my lunch out of the fridge. I loaded everything into the truck and left the house at 5:30 am.

I stopped at Tim Horton's and got some donuts to eat while I drank my coffee. I hope these fucking donuts don't give me heart burn. I know I'll have a broken heart when I see what she will be doing. Some would say why don't I just go in there and stop her. But who would stop her the next time when I wasn't around. It doesn't sound like she plans to stop willingly. I suppose that I could have drop some hints, but fuck it, I need to know just what the fuck was going on.

I drove back to my house to wait. I waited down by the river, where I had a good view of my driveway and garage. I pulled out my binocular and got them focused in on my garage, now it was a waiting game.

At 6:30 am, the garage door opened. Ten minutes later a Ford Escape drove by me and turned on my street and right up my driveway, into my garage. I watched him walk through the garage up to the entryway door. He pushed the button to close the garage and walked into my house.

I knew I couldn't beat the shit out of him, because my wife invited him into my house and he had a right to be there, even if he is fucking my wife. There is no fucking way that I am going to spend any time in jail over him fucking my traitorous wife.

I left my truck and walked the short distance to my house. I opened the gate and walked toward my bedroom window. It was still dark out, but the moon was giving off some light. I hope there is enough light for my film to capture them in the act. I had about half hour before sunrise. It was a clear and cool morning, as I focused my camera around the yard. Then I got a break. She turned on her reading light by the bed.