Reclaimed In Full Chapter 2
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I stormed out of the pub while Joel followed me. “Simon! If you do something stupid, you will lose her and ruin your marriage.”
I got in the car, switched on the ignition and the car roared to life. “No, Jo! It’s not me. It’s her! She has lost me!”
Shifting the gear, I pressed the accelerator and the car was in motion. The patience for which I was often praised was lost, and rage had taken control of my thinking. The cognitive part of my brain had come to a halt and was taken over by anger, which was heating up like a pressure cooker, ready to burst at the very sight of my wife.
I had lost my sense of time, as I had no idea how long it took me to reach home. My cell phone had been ringing ever since I left the pub. I assumed it to be Joel as he was after me to rethink the consequences of my actions, which would affect my marriage. Upon reaching home, I saw a familiar car, which only added fuel to my rage. Aaron, fuck you!
I didn’t care to ring the doorbell or knock on the door to announce my arrival. Twisting the doorknob, I opened the door and upon entering, closed it with a bang. I halted and began thinking for a moment. The words of Jenivee were resounding in my mind: For once! Man up!
Carol had been away the entire week on the pretext of attending a seminar. She had missed her daughter’s birthday to spend time with Aaron. When I told her how sad Sandra was, she promised that she would take a break from work to spend time with us. But looking at Aaron’s car, it was evident that she enjoyed his company more than that of her daughter and her husband.
I scanned the room and found Carol’s top on the sofa and Aaron’s shirt, scattered on the floor. It seemed that they had begun their play of pleasure in the living room itself. My phone rang again and the ringing echoed in the entire room. As I cut the call, I became aware of a faint moan coming from upstairs. With my fist clenched, I climbed the stairs.
This had been the third time that Aaron had made it into our bedroom. I had been annoyed at Carol for taking Aaron into our bedroom, and when I had questioned her, she promised me that she would not repeat the mistake. Yet again, she had broken her promise. Our marriage was a mess and I saw no cure for it. My wife was in love with someone who was manipulating her, and I had no patience to win her back.
I twisted the doorknob only to find it locked from within. The giggles ceased and footsteps were heard approaching the door. It was Aaron who opened the door. I peeped in and saw Carol pulling the bedcovers around her shoulder to form a protective shroud around her, to cover her chest. She was concealing her nakedness from me - her own husband!
Pushing aside Aaron, I entered the room. The phone rang again, and yet again, I ignored the call.
“Carol? What…?”
My sentence was interrupted by Aaron, who placed his hand on my shoulder and said, “Satisfying your lady. She just loved the way I fuck.” He was mocking me.
As I took turned around to look at Aaron, Carol spoke. “Babe, sorry if I didn't inform you about Aaron's arrival, but I missed his cock. So, I took the liberty of calling him over to spend the night with us. I hope you don’t mind.”
I was still trying to make sense of what was happening around me. I wanted to talk to Carol alone but was caught off-guard with this new development, and all that was making me angry. Just when I thought that things couldn’t get any worse, Aaron spoke, “Mind if you give us some privacy? We want to continue our little session.” The grin on his face made me want to punch him in the face.
As if to support Aaron's request, Carol spoke up, “Babe, I know that you love seeing me and Aaron together in bed, but can you please give us some time alone?”
Without looking back at Carol, I moved out of the room and made my way to the bathroom. My breathing had accelerated and I had developed an excruciating headache. I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror. My mind raced back to the audio recording Jenivee had shared. They were doing this on purpose, to gain control over me, to make me a cuck. I knew I had to ignore the consequences and fight this head-on. Carol was playing right into Aaron’s hand and she was dragging me into it.
I made it to the bedroom door and began to listen to the moans and groans of my wife and her lover. I took out my phone and checked the notification. There were five missed calls from Carol’s mom and a voice message from an unknown user.
The text read: Use it at your discretion. Instantly, I knew that It was Jenivee.
I opened the voice recorder and began to record the moans and the noises coming in from within. I needed sufficient evidence if things turned out to be bad or the ball, in their favour.
“So, tell me. Whose cock is better?” It was Aaron.
“Yours, Aaron. You fuck me so good. Oh yes… Fuck me harder.”
As I listened to the moans, my already injured male ego was stabbed again. Even though I knew it was all a part of their plan, listening to them didn’t make me feel any better. The moans sounded so genuine that it was impossible to say that they were faking it. After a while, there was a long silence, and I knew that the time had come to take the bull by its horns.
Putting the phone back in the pocket, I twisted the knob and entered the room. This time, the door had not been locked. I saw Carol snuggling in Aaron’s arm with a smile lit on her face.
“She is exhausted. Let her rest,” Aaron said as he ran his fingers through her hair.
Without uttering a word, I sat on the recliner and fixed my eyes on Aaron.
With her eyes closed, Carol began teasing me. “Honey, I don’t think I'll be able to do anything tonight. I have had multiple orgasms and Aaron fucked me good. Aren’t you happy that your wife is satisfied? You like it, don't you? This was your fantasy, right?”
After a brief pause, I finally spoke, “So you two love each other?”
Aaron wasted no time in answering, “Yes. We love each other.”
Carol opened her eyes and with Aaron’s hand still wrapped around her said, “Babe, we do love to fuck, but what you and I share is different.”
I closed my eyes and sighed. “Can you please explain to your sissy husband what love means?”
Carol’s eyes widened for a bit and then relaxed. Ignoring my elevated tone, she replied, “Honey, is everything all right? Well, the love which you and I share is eternal. It is just not limited to sex. I do enjoy having sex with Aaron, but at the end of the day, I belong to you and you belong to me.”
“But, you find Aaron better in bed than me,” I replied, trying to hold back my anger.
“Babe, please, understand! There are some things you are not good at and I accept that. I still love you. This may hurt you, but you must have already realized that by now. Aaron is better in bed, but what we have is also not bad.”
I knew Carol was teasing me, but her teasing was not getting me aroused. On the contrary, it pissed me off. I lost my cool. “Carol, I have not seen you for a week! And when I come home, I find you and Aaron making love in bed. In our marital bed! You had promised me that you won’t do it again. If you love to fuck with him, why do you even come home?”
Carol appeared a little irritated. “Simon! Was it not your fantasy to see Aaron and me together? It was your suggestion. Now when we are enjoying ourselves, you have a problem with that? Act a little mature!”
At this point, I lost control of myself and shouted, “Mature, Carol? Don’t! Don’t you dare tell me to act mature.”
Aaron, who was on the bed woke up with a start, and Carol appeared to be stunned. This was the third time in our entire marriage that I had raised my voice at Carol.
“Simon! You have no right to raise your voice against me.”
“After all that you have done to me, how can I not be mad at you?” I paused, closed my eyes, took a deep breath and sighed. “Get dressed and meet me in the living room. I have had enough of all this.”
I stormed out of the room and shut the door with a bang. I heard Aaron speak to Carol, and from the little that I could gather, he was talking about taking a stand. I had enough and more evidence that he was filling my wife’s mind with venom which would destroy our marriage.
I sat on the sofa, fuming with rage, trying to frame sentences to form an argument in my mind. After a couple of minutes, Carol and Aaron joined me in the living room.
“What the fuck was that, Simon? If you can’t bear to see me having fun with someone, then why the fuck did you tell me that it was your fantasy?” Carol shouted.
I looked at Aaron and said, “You can leave us. This is between me and my wife.”
“No! He is staying right here,” Carol protested.
“Carol! Please. Can we talk as husband and wife?”
“If you want to speak, speak now! You owe me an explanation.”
With my fist clenched, I said, “If anyone owes an explanation, it’s you! You have been cheating on me even before all this began.”
Carol’s eyes widened and Aaron looked worried. “What are you talking about? You don't have the right to accuse me. I am doing this because this was all your fantasy. You are responsible for this!” Carol replied.
I took out the phone from my pocket and paused the recording. I played the recording Jenivee had forwarded to me.
“Carol, all this is fun, but I think I am falling in love with you."
“Aaron. Don’t say that.”
Carol looked into my eyes. She appeared to be shocked. Just when she was about to say something, I moved my head from side to side and she stopped.
“Carol! Tell me! Look in my eyes and tell me if you don’t enjoy spending time with me.”
“Aaron. I do like spending time with you. The entire week has been great, but I need to spend time with my family too. I don’t want Simon to get doubts about our affair.”
“So, do you love spending time with your sissy husband? He can’t even satisfy you.”
“Aaron, he is good at other things. He looks after Sandra and cares for the family.”
“Babe, I can do better than him if only you give me a chance to prove it. I am sure it will be a win-win situation.”
“Aaron! I don’t want anything to affect my marriage…”
“Oh, your sissy hubby won’t do a thing. He can’t. He can’t possibly leave you. We have to train him. We can train him to be a cuck.”
“A cuck?”
“Yes. He enjoys watching us have sex and doesn’t say a thing. I think he enjoys himself more by watching than by actually having sex with you. First of all, he confesses that it was his fantasy to watch you with another guy. You denied him sex and he didn’t say a word. We made love in the bedroom and he had no problem with it. Do you see where this is going?”
I paused the recording and put the phone back in my pocket. I looked at Aaron, whose eyes were widened. It was obvious that he was scared.
“I had hoped that by having an open marriage, I would win you back. I had hoped that by allowing you to sleep with Aaron with my approval, you would stop cheating on me. I tried to have an open mind, but I was a fool. What hurt me, even more, was the fact that you skipped your own daughter's birthday to spend time with Aaron. And you call this love?”
By now, Carol's eyes were moist. “That's not true…”
“Carol, please! You have broken my heart. You have not just cheated on me, but on your daughter too! I have tried my level best, but I can’t. I can’t take it any longer. I have shed enough and more tears for you but it has all been in vain. I can no longer see you as my wife. You have mistaken my patience for weakness and my silence as approval. You have broken my trust and I am disappointed.”
She sat down on the sofa and stared at the floor. “I can’t believe this is happening.”
Carol’s phone, which was on the table, rang. Instinctively she gazed at the screen but didn’t move. The phone rang again. “Pick it up,” I said.
With tears flowing down her cheeks, Carol answered the call. Her eyes widened. “What? No! No, Mom... When did this happen?”
The look on Carol’s face got me worried. “What happened?” I asked.
“Dad… Dad! He is in the hospital,” she said as she broke down and cried.
(To be continued...)
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