Jane Fox - Cheating Wife

Dawn drove home rapidly. She left Tanya’s makeup case on the seat and went into the house. The lights were still on and Jim was waiting up for her.

“You’re kidding!” Jim shouted, gazing at her with disbelief. “Larry Campbell and that waitress you work with? How did you find out about that?”

“I… I went over to her apartment after work,” Dawn explained. “She left her makeup case and I wanted to take it back to her. When she didn’t answer the doorbell, I walked around to the back of the apartment and I saw them. The bedroom drapes weren’t pulled and I, recognized Larry from the company parties.”

Jim weaved a little as he walked over to her. She hadn’t realized that he was this drunk. “Are you sure that’s how it happened?” he asked, staring at her in a very strange way.

“Y… Yes!” Dawn answered, beginning to feel a little nervous. She hadn’t even thought that Jim might not believe her. He was looking at her so strangely that she felt a chill run up and down her spine.

“Of course that’s how it happened,” she said emphatically. “Remember how all the women used to talk about Larry at parties. They said that he ran around on his wife. Don’t you remember that, honey?” "Yeah,” Jim muttered. “I remember that all right. I also remember the party we went to when you danced with him all night. I think you’re lying, Dawn. I don’t think you saw Larry Campbell and that friend of yours at all. At least I’m pretty sure you weren’t outside, peeking in the window. The way you’ve been after me to fuck you for the last week, I think you were probably in there with them!”

“Don’t… don’t be ridiculous!” Dawn retorted. She was beginning to wish that she had waited until morning to tell Larry. He was really acting funny. He’d never accused her of anything like that before.

“Jim…“ Dawn pleaded. “You’re drunk and you’re being silly I… I don’t even know Larry Campbell that well.”

“I may be drunk but I remember that company party,” Jim insisted. His face was getting red and he looked like he was mad enough to explode. “Now that I think of it, you acted kind of funny that night. You were letting him hold you pretty close when you danced.”

Suddenly Jim began to smile in a strange Sort of way. “I get it now,” he accused. “You’ve been having an affair with Larry Campbell all along. That’s probably why he laid me off. He wanted to get me out of the picture so you could go right down to the office and fuck with him.”

Dawn’s mouth dropped open. She just couldn’t believe that Jim would say anything like that to her. She certainly hadn’t had anything to do with Larry Campbell. She knew better than to mess around with Jim’s boss! “Don’t look so surprised,” Jim snapped. “You put it over on me for a while but I’m beginning to catch on now. You’re nothing but a whore!”

Dawn couldn’t control herself. She knew it would make Jim even more angry, but she burst out laughing. The whole thing was so ridiculous that it was like a huge joke. She just didn’t see how Jim could be serious about it. It was absolutely ridiculous. She didn’t see how he could suspect her of having an affair with Larry Campbell and being responsible for him getting laid off. It was the funniest thing she’d ever heard.

“Shut up!” Jim shouted. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face. “I don’t know why I didn’t realize it before,” he yelled. “I should have known.

You’re nothing but a little slut. I bet he wanted you to go back to work too.

That would give you an excuse for getting out of the house at night. You probably didn’t go to work at all. I’ll bet you went to a motel with him and now you’re giving me that other ridiculous story to throw me off the track.”

Dawn whirled around. She didn’t have to listen to this. She didn’t know where she was going, but she was going to leave. He was impossible. He was drunk and being off work had done something to his head.

Jim grabbed her shoulders and held her roughly.

“That’s why you were sitting out in the living room the other night, playing with your pussy. You were probably all by yourself so you could think about him when you came.”

Dawn turned white. She didn’t know that Jim had seen her play with her pussy.

She blushed furiously, alternating between dead white and bright red. She knew her face must look like a flashing neon sign but she was so embarrassed she wanted to sink right through the floor. How could she ever explain that? “Come here, slut!” Jim shouted, grabbing the front of her dress. “I’m gonna give you what you deserve. I’m gonna fuck you the way you’ve been asking for.”

Dawn shivered. She was afraid of the tone in his voice. He’d never acted like this before. He was holding her so hard that his fingers dug into the tender flesh of her arms.

“Don’t, Jim,” she pleaded. “You’re hurting me! Cut it out!”

Jim laughed again. He sounded like he was completely mad. “This is nothing yet,” he said in a low, menacing tone. “When I get through with you, you won’t be able to meet your lover. You’re gonna have a bruise over every inch of your body.”

Dawn shuddered. She didn’t know what to do. The more she tried to twist away, the harder he held her. She knew that there were going to be bruises on her arms. She could feel his fingers digging into her smooth, tender flesh.

Jim grabbed the neckline of her dress. Then he ripped it down until it hung in a tattered shred. He grabbed her titties and squeezed painfully, not even listening to her frightened scream.

Dawn was so shocked she couldn’t do anything. She just screamed as he tore her clothes off, piece by piece, squeezing the tender places of her body and making her head whirl in pain.

“Slut!” he shouted, slapping her face again and again. “You rotten bitchy slut!

I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t walk. That’s all you’re good for. You’re just a rotten slut!”

Dawn was crying so hard she couldn’t think. Jim was panting and she smelled liquor on his breath. All the drinking he’d done had made him crazy. If only she’d know ahead of time. She knew that he was acting strange, even before she said anything about Larry Campbell. Now she wished with all her heart, that she hadn’t told him what she’d seen last night. It had only set him off. Now nothing would stop him. It didn’t seem to make any difference to him that she was crying. He wanted to hurt her. She almost passed out as she thought of all the awful things he could do to her. Her only hope was to be passive and run the first time he relaxed his guard. If she could get into the bathroom, she could lock the door. There was a phone in there. If she had to, she’d even call the police. Jim looked mad enough to kill her for no reason at all.

“Bitch!” Jim shouted. He brought his hand down hard on her pussy. Dawn felt a blinding flash of pain and she passed out cold.

When she came to, she felt Jim on top of her. He was pushing his prick in and out of her sore pussy. She didn’t open her eyes. Maybe he would think that she was still unconscious. Then, when he was finished, she could get up and run.

Jim’s cock pounded back and forth in her pussy. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. Her asscheeks scraped against the rug and they felt so sore that she knew he’d spanked her or something.

“Rotten bitch!” Jim groaned. He drove his cock into her sore pussy just like he was trying to drive it straight through her body. Dawn felt a well of hatred rise up inside her. She hated Jim so much that she almost reached up and clawed with her hands. Her eyes snapped open and she stared at him with all the hatred in her eyes.