Honeymoon Is Over

hotel. They have live music and one of those feast kind of things going on. You know, the kind
that takes a few hours to get through?"

"Oh yeah, that sounds like fun. Maybe when I get to walking around we can go there together.
Well, if you must I guess go ahead and have lots of fun. I'll be okay here. I'll order up some
room service and watch some TV. Might be a good soap opera or something on. You know,
one of those shows where wives cheat on husbands and then get caught? They can be quite
interesting."

When I said that part about the TV shows Jen tensed and I could see that she was thinking I had
found out about her little meet with Don earlier. Then she relaxed, probably thinking that I could
no way know she had been with him at all.

We visited a bit but she was so preoccupied with something in her mind, she couldn't keep up
with me in the conversation. I pressed a few times with mentions of some of the couples I had
read about in places like this and how they had ‘shared' and how some had cheated on their
spouse.

Jen was noncommittal during these little side tracks of mine and would always change the subject
as quickly as possible. I knew then that she and Don had fucked at least once and that she was
going to meet him in a bit for ‘dinner' too. I wondered how the desert was going to be.

By the time she was to leave for her ‘dinner' she was wound up tight as a drum. She changed
into a nice but very revealing dress. Black, deep cut front and back, and a very short hemline.
She looked beautiful in it and I could almost forget about what I knew had already happened once
today. Yet, she was dressing this way for him, not me. As she left, I watched her walk and
realized that she could not be possibly wearing any underwear at all. No bra because the cut of
the dress prevented that and I could not see any panty lines at all in the snug way it clung to her.

She was wearing just that black cloth over her hot, firm, and sexy body. All for that asshole ex
boyfriend of hers. I was sure by now that he had planned on being here. Whether by his own idea
to try to get into her pants or by the two of them working together. Either way, my wife of less
than four days was already a cheating spouse and I was cuckolded. A cuckolded virgin no less.

"I'll be back real late Randy. You don't have to wait up for me. Get your rest so your leg heals
quick. Love you. Bye."

"Yeah. L...see ya later."

When I didn't say ‘love you' back to her I saw her hesitate. Then she turned and walked away. I
sat down and actually cried for the first time. I was deeply hurt that she would be so faithless to
me. That she had led me on was obvious now. But why? It wasn't like I was rich or anything.

I sat there and then came up with a plan. It was going to make my leg hurt like a bastard, but in
the end it would be worth it to me. I was going to crash a party with a camera. Then I was
leaving for home and an annulment. She could have lover boy and I hoped that they would be
happy together. Rotting in hell.

I got dressed up a bit more than the boxers I had been wearing and got my camera ready. How
nice I thought...her daddy had given us this camera as we went to the airport to fly here. A
‘honeymoon' gift from her parents. How ironic that her father's honeymoon gift would be used
to prove her cheating on me on our honeymoon.

I managed to hobble with the aid of my crutch to the lobby of our hotel and then caught a cab ride
to the other hotel. Since I had lover boy's hotel room number I didn't have to deal with the front
desk at all. Nice touch of him, giving me his room number like that.

I made it to the door of his room and listened. I could hear laughter and talking going on. It
sounded like he had several guests in his room. I moved my hand to the door knob and found it
unlatched. Evidently the last person through hadn't pulled it closed all the way. I peeked in and
was relieved to see that this hotel was laid out like ours. The front door was in a separate hallway
with a closet and an overdone curtain was blocking a direct view of this door.

I slipped in and then into the closet. Looking through the crack in the door I saw Jen with Don
and two other men. They were all laughing and joking and Don had his hands all over Jen's body.
I could see that she was wondering what was going on with these other guys. They weren't
leaving and Don was getting pretty bold with where his hands were going.

"So, Don tells me that you're a pretty good fuck little lady. You ever had three men before?"

"What? I don't know what you mean."

Don grabbed Jen's hand and pulled her right in front of the closet I was hiding in. A whispered
conversation took place with Don pressing against her as he told her more or less what the night
held for her.

"Look Jen. You and I have had some fun today. This will even be better. You won't get hurt
and we won't do anything you don't want to. Live a little here. These guys are important to my
business and you will be my gift to them. They know you are here on your honeymoon. They are
real interested in having a newly married bride. If you do everything right tonight, I won't have to
show those pictures to anyone. You'll be the good little wifey and still have the hubby fooled."

"You never said a word about other men Don. I'm not sure about this. I think I had better
leave."

"You leave now and hubby will have the pictures of you and I by lunch time tomorrow. Are you
sure you want that? This one time. Then you get the pictures and I go away. Never to bother
you again."

"Never?"

"Never."

"Well...okay then. But Randy had better never find out about us. I can't believe that I let you
talk me into fucking you again this afternoon as it is. I had forgotten how good you really were in
bed. Okay, but if I say no...no means no...right?"

"No means no. But you'll try some things first before you say no though...right?"

"What things?"

"Well, three men...need three..."

"Anal? Oh Don...I don't know...I've never managed to do that. It will hurt too much."

"I have some lube and we will be very gentle with you too. At least let us try. You may find out
you like it...who knows?"

" I guess I really don't have much choice. I may have some fun too. You are so evil, you know
that Don? How you ever talked me into this..."

"Lets go then Jen. Your party awaits."

I couldn't believe it. My wife was about to have three men, two she hadn't known at all a few
minutes earlier. It sounded like Don was blackmailing her, but it was also obvious to me that he
wasn't having to twist her arm too much either.

As I watched, these men surrounded my wife and began to kiss, caress, fondle and tease. Soon I
heard her moaning as they got her to a place I hadn't . I could see her standing there accepting
the touches of these men and wondered how and why she could do this to us.

Soon her dress was flying across the room and I saw only flashes of skin as they converged on her
nude body. Her moans were louder than before and I could hear her begging now too. I snuck
out of the closet and with the camera at ready I waited for the proper moment for the picture
taking.

One of the men laid back on the bed and my wife, of her own volition, crawled up between his
legs and then, straddling him, taking his hard cock in her hand and placing in at the entrance to her
pussy. As she lowered herself down on his shaft her head fell back, eyes closed and her moan was one of desire. Soon she was moving up and down on his cock as he played with her tits.

His lips locked on one nipple as his hands pinched and tugged on the nipple of the other breast.
This all stopped when Don moved to kneel in front of her and she bent to take his cock into her
mouth. She looked so sexy as she wantonly sucked his cock inside her, swallowing his shaft all
the way down her throat to bury her lips at the base of his cock.

Her ass was up in the air now, I could clearly see that cock ramming into her pussy, filling her.
The third man move up behind her and with the tube of lube Don had handed him, began fingering
her ass with first one, then two, and finally three fingers.

As soon as she appeared to get used to the third finger poking her back there, he moved up and
placing his cock head right on her starfish, he waited. Soon, Jen was trying to push back on his
cock. Whether it was her wanting it or Don shoving her back with his cock buried in her throat, I
don't know.

As soon as the head of his cock popped inside her tight little ass, he began to shove forward until
his whole shaft was all the way inside. Then after a little wait for her to adjust, he began to stroke
in and out of her. I chose this moment to move out and take my first picture.

The beauty of the camera her father had given us was that I could take a lot of pictures really fast
and I had set it up to do just that. I got about six pictures off before they noticed the flashing of
the camera. As they began to move to get free of my wife, I let the camera finish that roll of film.
Then I simply turned and walked...well...hobbled our of the door.

I heard Jen call out to me, but I was beyond stopping to ‘chat' now. I made it to the lobby and
the cab was just pulling up when Don cam running down to me.

"Hey...what are you going to do with those pictures? Don't do anything rash now."

"Fuck off asshole. You can just fuck off and die. You come any closer, broken leg or not I will
remove any doubt as to just what I can do with this crutch and my bare hands. You will get all
you deserve. I hope you have plans on taking care of Jen real well too. She's your's, all yours
enjoy."

I climbed into the cab and we were off. In the back window I saw Jen running after me as we
pulled out into traffic. I went back the to our hotel room and having already packed my things,
threw them into the waiting cab and then had him deliver me to the airport.

I arrived home...to my home, alone. Jen had yet to move in with me. That was our next step
when we got home from our honeymoon. Now that looked to be never. I took the film to a
trusted friend to have him develop. He was distressed when he saw the pictures the following day
and came over to have a few drinks with me.

I knew he had questions, but I was still too shocked and wound up to talk about it. He left, after
getting me to promise to talk to him and not do anything rash. I already knew what I intended to
do. I had six copies of each picture and I sat down and put together six envelopes of the pictures.

One to Jen's parents, one to Don's parents, one to Don's wife (I had done some background
work on him while waiting for the pictures to be developed. It seems that Don had gotten
married six months before. What an ass.), and then a couple of others to some friends of ours,
none with any explanations, just the pictures to do all the talking.

In most of the pictures you could see the wedding ring I had given Jen. Placed on her finger with
the hopes and dreams of having her as a lover and partner for eternity. I never knew that eternity
was only three days.

I did nothing with the envelopes, deciding to wait a bit before sending them off. Jen hadn't called
so I could only assume that she had stayed at the hotel for the entire week and some odd days we
had left. Probably partying with anyone who wanted to have her nubile young body.

I had never had any hint or idea that she would or had been unfaithful to me. I hadn't a clue
about anything now it seemed. She had pulled the wool over my eyes so well. I wondered if we
had went ahead and had sex early on in our relationship if it would have made any difference.

Had my drive to be ‘pure' for my wife on our wedding night been too much to ask of her? I had
noticed that my cock was a bit bigger than all of the men that night. The biggest had been Don
and I was about two inches longer. Evidently size didn't matter as much as using it.

Since I had the time off from work yet, I just sat around moping and wondering what I was going
to do. I finally called the minister who had married us and after a little chat, he arranged to see
me.

When I asked him during our meeting about the chances of getting our marriage annulled, he was
surprised. Then I explained, with the graphic photos in hand of what Jen had done to us. He
looked sick when he saw the first picture, and just handed them back without looking at any of
the others.

"Randy, are you sure you want to get your marriage annulled? Can't you forgive her and try to
make your marriage work yet? It's not right that she did this to you, to both of you, but she did
have a history with Don. Do you think you could at least try to work it out with her?"

"You have to be joking pastor. You're kidding right? She not only cheated on me, she cheated
on me with three men. Two of them she didn't even know before that night. Total strangers.
While it isn't something she would have done freely, she didn't fight with Don too much about it.
Matter of fact she sounded as if she was looking forward to it. How would I ever be able to trust
her again? My wife...easiest piece..."

"Randy...that is possibly true, but what about her drew you to her to begin with? There must be a
thread of love for her left. I would be remiss in my duties to my God if I didn't try to keep your
marriage intact. You need to talk to her, find out her side of this...mess."

"Reverend, with all due respect, I can't bring myself to want to be near her anymore. She cheated
on me, lied to me, and she did it with her eyes wide open too. Just before she left to go to
that...party...I mentioned cheating wives...she knew that I was getting suspicious yet she still
went. She was worried that I knew, yet she still had to go. She never tried to tell me a damned
thing. She wanted to go there and...do that."

"But what about the blackmail by Don?"

"Yeah...how did he get those first pictures to begin with? She had already cheated on me with
him once that day. Maybe even more than that. Maybe she had been f...sleeping with him all
along while dating me. How's that for a faithful girlfriend or wife? No...I'm done and I want an
annulment. If you won't do that I'll apply for a divorce. I would rather get the marriage annulled
though."

"Well, I want you to think about it for two weeks first. I will also require both of you to attend a
counseling session together. You need to talk to her Randy. That is the minimum I will do for
you to get the annulment."

"Dammit...I just want this over and done with, she cheated on me and as far as I'm concerned its
over between us. Period."

"One couples session Randy. At least to hear her side of everything."

"If that's the best you'll do...okay. One, repeat, only one session. Then the annulment. Right?"

"If that is still what you want at that point, then the annulment."

"I don't think I'll be changing my mind reverend."

I went home and thanked the Gods that my leg was getting a bit better. I could walk on it now,
the cast supporting me pretty well. I still had to watch overdoing it and I had a long ways to go
until getting that cast off. As I checked my messages on the phone I found three in a row from
Jen. Tears and begging.

I was upset all over again. Did she really think that crying because I had caught her with three
men was going to soften me up now? Did she think I would take her back now that she had
cheated on me on our honeymoon? I had saved myself...all for what? To be left behind while my
new wife had fun with three other men at once.

Deep inside I knew that I had screwed up a bit in my insistence of remaining pure for my wife.
That had been a mistake for sure. Perhaps if I had been sexually active with Jen before hand she
would have never had a reason to cheat on me. Water under the bridge...already gone down
stream and no coming back.

A while later, just after supper, a knock on my door got me on my feet. Opening it I found
my...estranged wife standing there, red eyed and still crying.

"C-C-Can we talk Ra-Randy? P-P-P-Please?"

"What's to talk about Jen? I'm sure you're going to say that you love me. Well, I still love you
as much as that pains me to say. What else is there to talk about? You want me to understand or
accept an apology? Maybe you can undo the sex with those guys then? Or better yet, maybe you
can undo the sex you had with Don before that time? How many times would you have to undo
all that sex while you were dating me Jen? How many times did you fuck around on me? You
couldn't wait one little bit more? On our honeymoon for Christ's sake. There is nothing to talk
about. I'm asking for an annulment. We will have to have a session with the minister of yours
that married us first, but then it's over with. Good night."

I never gave her a chance to talk and slammed the door in her face on my last words. Locking it I
hobbled to the phone and unhooked it too. Then I went to bed. I slept the sleep of the
condemned that night. Tossing and turning. My dreams were all of Jen. Sometimes of dates we
had and the fun times, but always Don showing up in them and taking her...again and again.

In the morning I showered and made to go to the doctors for a follow-up on my leg. I opened the
door to find Jen curled up sleeping on my front doorstep. She had slept there all night and I
hadn't known it. I felt a bit sorry for her, then the memories came back. I ended up stepping
over her quietly and going on my way.

Arriving home she was sitting on my front steps waiting.

"What? Haven't you got it yet? We are through Jen. It's over. You made your choice and it
wasn't to be with me. That's it. Have a nice life but, get out of here and live it now. We're
done."

"I need you to listen to me Randy. I. .."

"Listen to some more lies? Listen to how you cheated on me after only being married for one
day? Listen to try to explain how this was all somehow my fault then? No. We will have our
session with the pastor then it's all over. The fat lady will have sung then. I can't even recognize
who you are anymore. You threw it all away for some ‘right now' gratification. You don't really
expect me to forgive and forget and go blindly on with you now do you? Go home to daddy and
when he asks you why you're at his home instead of with your new husband, tell him how Don
and his buddies were so much more fun than I was. See if he will be understanding of you too."

"Randy...please. I know I chose...poorly..."

"POORLY! Damn, twisting things up already...go away Jen. We are no more."

"Okay Randy, I was stupid for even talking to Don. I should have known that he had planned
that whole business trip thing. I should have paid attention to you and just chased him off. Then
we had that fight over the breakfast...and you broke your leg. H-H-H-he was the one that found
me. He took me to you. He made me feel safe in a country far from home."

"Did you know that he is married now? Did you know that he planned to be where ever we went
to honeymoon in order to get you one last time? Probably hoped that you would get caught
having it off with those guys in order to break us up too. Wouldn't put it past him. But the real
point Jen is this, you allowed it to happen to begin with. Even newly married as we were you
allowed him to talk you into bed with him. Why? How could you? I think that if not him,
someone else would have or eventually will have talked you into cheating on me. I think it is