My name is Jacob Lennox. I am married to Julie and had been for five years. I am a database engineer. The owner of the company I work for is Brad Reaver, and Julie is his secretary. He started TechFlow years ago with his wife, Skye. Brad is a typical boss, arrogant and self-centered, though he makes sure his staff is paid well. Skye and I never really see eye to eye and I assumed it was because she was married to the boss.It did not affect my work nor did she interfere with my work though she knew my job very well. She was also a database engineer, though she now spends her time marketing the company which meant I rarely saw her in the office. I finished the adjustment to a database we are getting ready to implement when my inbox beeped. It was a message from Julie. I saw it was a video. I opened it as it had no name.I watched in shock. It was Julie being fucked from behind by Brad. He had three inches on me and she was exclaiming how good he was. I heard her make noises I have never heard. Brad fucked her with full strokes, and her pussy lips followed his thick cock as he plunged into her. He mashed her tits, something she hated with me. He slapped her ass, also something I was never allowed to do, not that I wanted. I was a gentle lover and I watched as Brad manhandled my wife, completely dominating her. The video lasted about five minutes, and I was gobsmacked as Brad shoved all of himself into her. Julie screamed in ecstasy as he came inside her.“You went in my womb,” she wheezed.“I hope you get pregnant.”“God, yes. I hope so too. I want your children, Brad. That is how I want it all the time until you get me pregnant.”“And the wimp?”“I have not let him near my pussy for weeks. He will see how much of a disappointment he is when I do. I just cannot hide the disgust anymore. Pathetic seven-inch noodle.”“Will you leave him?”“Nah, I like being in control. Maybe I will read the situation right and cuckold him. I swear I will scream for days when that happens and you fuck me as he sits crying.”“If he finds out?”“He is weak.”That was where the video ended. She had become distant and glued to her phone. Sex was reduced to once a month if I was lucky. Now I knew why. Her possibly cheating was a scenario I never wanted to imagine, but there it was.I was still looking at my inbox when the email vanished. Someone had deleted it. I realized it was mistakenly sent to me, and I tried to find it again. Then I remembered to check the temporary folders and I found the downloaded copy there. Within minutes I knew that this ship will not sail. I will divorce her. I made a copy of the video onto two thumb drives as well as my personal cloud storage.Julie came to my office and I saw that she was worried.“I see you sent me a mail, but I was busy. It vanished before I could read it,” I said and the relief on her face was evident.“I meant to send it to Jacob at NeoDyne. Sorry.”“Okay.”“I am working late, Jake. I will be home around nine.”“Okay. Why tell me? You have not bothered telling me anything before, just snap at me when I ask you.”“That is not true, I tell you.”“Whatever, I will not wait up.”“Jake, I will tell you more. I have realized I am shutting you out.”“Yep. I am used to it now so it does not matter.”“I am sorry, my love.”“No problem. I will put your dinner in the microwave.”“Thanks.”She walked around my desk and hugged me where I was sitting down. I was not used to this affection. I wondered if she had some form of an epiphany regarding the fact that she could potentially lose me if I had seen the video. I liked feeling her hug. She was such a beauty with her curvy figure. Her long brown hair and soft brown eyes always blew me away. I loved her tight ass as well as her C-cup breasts that had no sag. Too bad it covered a deceitful lying cheater.I called Brad after she left and took the rest of the day off, telling him that my update is on the main server, ready for implementation. He was thankful to a certain extent but I heard the disrespect in his voice. I had thought it was because he was the boss, but now I know it is because he owned my wife. He can have her.I swung past my lawyer and started the paperwork. He said that the video only works for the prenup and that I would still have to pay out half the equity of the house. Julie did contribute, but in my mind, it was worth it just so I was rid of her. Our finances were separate to a large extent. I went home and sat in the afternoon sun, drinking a few beers. I was tempted to call her and tell her I knew but decided it was the beer talking.I made dinner, my favorite. Pork schnitzel with mash and beans. Julie did not like it so I never made it. After I put hers in the microwave I showered, then decided to go to a local watering hole. I had a few more drinks, pacing myself. I did respond to the two separate women that did hit on me, though I was not keen on either. They were good-looking and definitely available, but I was hurting.I went home and Julie was in bed already, though she was awake.“Where were you?” she asked.“At a bar. I wanted to get out of the house for a bit.”“Oh, okay. Was it nice?”“Okay-ish. I was hit on by two women, but I suspect one was married,” I added, loving the frown that appeared on her face.“Oh,” she answered and I saw her trying to figure out her next question.“I was nice to them, but there was no way I would get with a cheater. She was the better-looking one though.”“Were you tempted?”“No, I am still married.”“What does that mean?” she asked a little irritable.“Just that I barely see you and even then, we seem to be strangers.”“I know I have been busy. I hope it will calm down after this next trip.”“Trip?” I asked.“Yes, next week. Brad and I are going to the West Coast to see some clients.”“Isn’t that Skye’s job?”“She also has a trip planned.”“Okay. I need a shower,” I answered with a tone that said I was done talking.I undressed in the bathroom and stood under the shower, letting it wash my tears away. It was painful to see how little Ankara escort concern she showed for our marriage, all for a fat cock. My mind roamed to my future, and I realized I would resign when she was served. I will have some cash so I could start my own thing. Freelance database engineers do get quite a bit of business. I did not go to bed after the shower, even when Julie asked me to. I spent some time applying for contracts. I would be able to fly around the country once I am divorced, and there is affordable accommodation available everywhere.Julie was asleep when I finally went to bed. Normally I would spoon her, but that was not something I was keen on anymore. I woke before her and started coffee. The release I felt seemed out of place. I struggled to believe that the fact that I found my first love cheating on me should not cause me to feel free. I spent time on some forums, specifically the infidelity subs. I read about a thing called grey rock. It seemed that you reduce your interaction to one-word answers without emotion, and stop doing favors for the wayward spouse. That seemed like a good idea. I heard her move, and I poured myself a travel mug then poured the leftover coffee down the drain, deciding that she can make her own. I left the house without seeing her and went to work.Julie came to my office when she arrived, her eyes searching my face.“Good morning, Jacob,”“Morning,” I answered, not looking at her.“Is something wrong?”“Why?”“You normally say good morning to me, with coffee.”“Nothing is wrong. I just needed to tweak a few things.”“Where were you yesterday afternoon?”“Out.”“Where?”“Here and there. I was tired of the office.”“Are you upset with me?”“Nope.”“Jacob, what the hell is going on?”“Nothing, Julie.”“You are lying, and not talking to me.”“If you were around, or intimate I would. Now I deal with it on my own.”“I am fucking busy, Jacob. I do not have time for your sniveling,” She snapped.“Yep, sounds about right. Brad is waiting, have a good day.”“Fuck you, Jacob.”“Hasn’t happened in more than a month, so I am not holding my breath.”I watched with satisfaction as my words hit true, and she swore again as she stormed out. I drafted my letter of resignation and then read forums as I was not in the mood to work. I saw some responses to infidelity and gleaned some basic information, most of which I had covered through my lawyer. I wondered why Julie did not just leave me. Why go about it this way? Skye came to my office, and she spoke about my updates. I got a rare compliment from her. She was quite beautiful, with a trim and fit body. She had smaller breasts than Julie, and I really liked their shape. Julie had blue eyes that could freeze over your soul, under almost white hair. Had she not been such a bitch she would have been absolutely beautiful. I wondered how Brad could cheat on her.“Jacob, I am thinking of taking you on some of my trips. I like the way you approach issues, and I have heard good things from our clients when you work on their sites.”“Thanks, Skye. I do consider that a compliment. I am up for traveling. When were you considering the first trip?”“Next week. Talk with Julie.”“No need, I will go if you ask me to.”“Is there trouble in the bedroom?” she asked, her tone suddenly gentle.“You could say that. I would like the time away.”“Sorry, Jacob. I do understand what you are saying.”“She is also going away next week with Brad.”“Yep, I know. I will send you the itinerary of our trip as well as the scope of the presentations I would be working on. Feel free to add your two cents.”“I will. Thanks for the expression of faith, Skye.”“You deserve it, Jacob.”I watched her near-perfect ass as she turned and walked out. This week is just becoming bizarre right now. I received the emails from Skye’s secretary and immediately started looking at the scope of work. I sent my preliminary thoughts and Skye called me, asking me to do lunch with her. It was quite normal for her to do this, and we spent it discussing ideas. Julie saw us come back to the office together, and the worried look on her face made me happy. She found me later.“Did you have lunch with Skye?”“Yes, new project.”“Which one? I do not know of any new projects.”“Personal. I am starting to travel with her.”“When?”“Next week. The itinerary says ten days.”“Did you say yes?”“Yep.”“Why did you not talk to me first? We agreed to discuss this type of thing.”“Oh, and when did you discuss the fact that you started to travel with me? You just told me the first time, and made sure I did not try to talk about it.”She bit her lip, thinking about it. She never even attempted to include me in her decision.“Does it bother you?” she countered and I smirked.“Not anymore. The way you have pulled away from me had caused me to detach in some ways. I just don’t care anymore.”“Jesus, Jacob! You don’t care about our marriage?”“Do you? Your actions do not tell me that you do. Look, let’s take the time away as a trial separation. After that, we can decide if it is worth it.”“Fucksakes Jacob, are you considering leaving me?”“Yes. Sorry. If you did not work late every night and actually gave me some time I would have spoken to you earlier.”“Can we talk tonight?”“I will see. I am not in the mood actually.”“Why the fuck not? I am fucking pissed, Jacob.”“Whatever. Look, you are the one who is leaving actually. I have been home almost every night, taking care of the home.”“I am not, but I have a fucking career.”“Yeah, and mine does not matter. Please go back to work, Julie. We are at work and this is not the place for this discussion.”She swore at me and stomped off. I noticed a few heads pop up in the bullpen outside. I called my lawyer and he said it would take two weeks. I grinned, knowing it will be perfect. I did not care for Julie’s tantrum at all. As expected Julie let me know she was working late again but begged me to wait for dinner. I blew her off. I went home after work, showered, and then went for Ankara escort bayan dinner at another pub with a good menu. I started to feel indifference to Julie as I watched people running pickup lines. I wondered if I would date again after the divorce.The weekend was cold with regard to Julie, and I did nothing to warm it up. She was punishing me for not having dinner with her when she asked. I wondered how she felt about her chances to dominate me now. I did not want to do anything to fix her anger and stuck with my one-word responses. She wanted to come with me when I went for dinner Saturday night and I let her. I had resorted to my preferred dress, a black polo neck with black cargo pants and black trooper combat boots from Converse. I was comfortable with this. Julie remarked that I looked good, especially with my shoulder-length hair down. I was slimly built with green eyes and a dark mane.She got very nervous when I received a few looks from women at the bar we ate at. I pointed out the woman I thought was married that had hit on me. At the same time, the woman gave me a smile and raised her glass at me. That evening Julie tried to initiate sex, but I feigned tiredness from a hard week having to prepare for the trip with Skye. I stayed up later and read my emails. There were three replies from companies that were interested. They would cover my salary with the fees, but I still fell short on the other expenses I would incur as none of them were local. I hoped for more as I knew I would not be able to work with Julie, knowing she was fucking Brad.Monday morning, I booked an Uber to work, and Skye went through the final preparations with me. I sent Julie a message that we were leaving and Skye had a company car take us to the airport. Julie sent me a text, lamenting the fact that I did not say goodbye properly. I apologized but Skye saw my grin. She left it alone.I was shocked at how different Skye was on the trip. She was a prankster and laughed a lot more. We had booked a double suite, so we each had our own bedroom. At one meeting we worked on a problem. I had coffee and Skye declined. I was showing her what I thought would be a solution on a big screen, then reached for my coffee. It was gone. Skye stood next to me, sipping on my coffee.“Asshole,” I muttered and her blue eyes glinted mischievously. She took another sip and handed my coffee back.“Thanks, Jakey,” she teased.The last evening we went for dinner.“Skye, I am resigning tomorrow.”“Oh, fuck Jacob. That is unexpected.”“Not done. I am also filing for divorce. That is why I am resigning.”“Divorce? You and Julie?”“She has been cheating for what could be eight months. That was when her behavior changed.“I am so sorry Jacob,” she said softly, taking my hand.“It is what it is. Her coldness has had me detach for a while, but finding out she was cheating did hurt me a lot.”“And here I thought I was just getting a new friend.”“We are friends, Skye. I will still travel with you in my last month.”“Even if you are resigning?”“Yes. I am still earning a salary so I will deliver to honor it. I will go freelance after I leave. Before the trip, I had three bites, which did not fully cover it, but now I have seven contracts, so I will be okay.”“That sounds like fun, being free,” she mused.She told me of two more trips, and I committed to them. Skye was nothing like the woman I got to know initially and wondered if she knew Brad was cheating. I decided to see how I feel about the friendship before I tell her what I know. The first morning back I made a detour to my lawyer, and he told me the paperwork was ready.“Serve her at work, she is the AP’s personal assistant,” I asked. I also asked him to alert me when the process server would arrive.I received the notification that afternoon that the server was on his way, and walked to Brad’s office. Julie frowned at me, but I walked past her.“He is busy,” she said.“This will only take a minute.”I walked in and Brad looked up. He frowned and asked me to make an appointment, telling me to leave. I handed him my resignation.“No need for an appointment, Brad,” I said and walked out.He caught me at Julie’s desk.“Jacob, explain,” he demanded.“Not much to explain about it. I just resigned.”“YOU RESIGNED!” Julie shrieked.“Yes. Is that so hard to understand?”Julie looked at me in shock, and then at Brad.“Why?” she asked.“Hostile work environment, Jules.”“It has not been hostile,” she replied. I saw the worry lines on her face as she looked at Brad again.“The day is not done yet, Jules.”“What does that mean?” Brad snapped.“Wait and see, my friend. Boundaries have been crossed in my personal life, right Jules?”“What do you mean?”“You were supposed to be an assistant, but it turned into twelve-hour days. When last have we had dinner at home together. You claimed you had to work, and never made an effort. Brad, your inability to stick to working hours has broken my marriage. I am done with you.”“Bud, please. I will scale it back. I thought you were okay with it?”“I wasn’t but Julie never cared to convey the message or did she and you just did not care?”“She did, but we were busy.”“Yeah. Look, Brad, I will always blame you. ““Please Jacob, I will come home earlier. We are in a good place financially,” Julie said softly, glancing at Brad.“But we are in hell romantically. It is done, Jules. I will go freelance and will actually be traveling a lot more.”“Can we talk tonight?”“Maybe, but know that it will not be a situation where you tell me what I will do, are we clear?”I saw Julie blink at my calm assertiveness, and she glanced at Brad again.“What happened, Jacob?” she asked softly.“As I said, I am done with the fact that you have no boundaries for our marriage because of this job. I have to go and prepare for the next trip, next week. Brad, you will not see my work falter, but now you know how I feel about you personally.”“I will give you a portfolio and promotion, same as Skye’s,” he tried.“No Escort Ankara thanks. I want out.”I turned to walk away, and Julie made to follow me. I told her to leave me alone for the rest of the day. I definitely did not want to be present when she got served. The top floor bullpen was now actively spectating this juicy gossip story. I walked away and saw the server on the stairs, heading up. I looked back and saw Brad and Julie in a heated conversation, and the rest of the people standing closer. I closed my office door on the ground floor and waited. The buzz outside shot up and I knew she had been served.Julie came to my office, weeping desperately. I closed the door as she sat down on the couch.“Please Jacob, not this. Please. I cannot lose you. Not over this.”“You lost me with your attitude toward me. I will move out over the weekend.”“I would do anything, Jacob. Anything at all,”“Why not do it before? We are here because of you,”“You did nothing,” she accused“You turned it on me every time I tried speaking to you. Now I am done. It took eight months for me to reach this point. Jules, we will divorce.”I picked up my laptop bag and walked out, deciding I was done for the day. She stayed on my couch, crying as she begged me. I was sure she never saw this possibility. I drove to a pub, and Skye called me.“What the hell did you do?” she asked.“I filed for divorce, and I resigned.”“Oh, fuck. Julie is falling apart, saying she should never have done it. Does she know that you have found out she was cheating?”“Not yet.”“Brad is also in a state, and I am not sure why.”I felt the guilt, Skye maybe did not know and I was deceiving her by not telling her the whole truth. I will soon, I decided.“I might have blamed him for keeping her in the office until ungodly hours on the break-up.”“Was that it?”“Skye, she worked late every single day of the week. I have had more dinners with you in ten days than with my wife in six months.”“Is Brad the one she is cheating with?”I stayed silent, hating that she will hurt.“Your silence is my answer, Jacob. He has been unfaithful before, and I did suspect him.”“Sorry for not telling you.”“Our trips? Are you still fine with me?”“Yes, nothing has changed. If you are fine with it we will also stay friends.”“Good. I need a friend. Most of my friends are his.”“Then find a therapist as well. I might not be able to cover all the bases.”“I will, but knowing I have a friend for myself helps a lot. Are you really done with her?”“Yes. She will soon start the negative narrative, painting me as pathetic and weak and abusive and whatever other shit she can come up with.”“Brad did start it, saying you are a terrible employee, and that he fired you.”“It does not matter, I have seven contracts.”“People like you cannot get blackballed. You are just too valuable.”“My work is.”“No, Jacob. You are.”“Maybe I will believe you one day,” I answered softly and sobbed once.She asked where I was and joined me twenty minutes later. For the first time, I showed how hurt I actually was and she listened to me. I could see that she was also hurting and I asked her to talk to me. She unloaded as well. We picked at our food as we spoke and Skye needed to talk as well. We hugged goodnight and I went home. It was after eleven and I found a different Julie waiting for me. She was angry and tore into me. I quietly listened as I fetched a file with all our bills.“Jules, use the combined savings account to pay the bills next month. The account numbers are on the bills. I will give you half of the equity from the sale of the house, so you would need to find a place to stay or buy me out,” I said during a lull in her tirade.“Why not talk to me,” she asked me, the anger subdued.“If it was just the break in the relationship it would have been fine. But I know about your infidelity. I know you have left me for a larger cock.”“I did not cheat on you, Jesus”“I did see that email, Julie. I know what you had planned for me. I will not go for the infidelity clause in our prenup because it will just extend the process. I want out as fast as possible.”“You saw? Jacob. That was sex talk. I was going to end it because I saw what damage I was doing to you. Fuck, I love you so deeply.”“You don’t, because people who love do not do this to their loved ones.”“I will do anything. I will resign if that helps.”“Why did you think you had to cheat? Why step outside our marriage? Don’t answer me, answer yourself. All I know is that you did not see me as enough. Now I will never be enough in my mind.”I remained calm as she tried every single trick to get me to reconsider. But I knew, that once a cheater always a cheater. I was not going to submit myself to a life of mistrust or as a jailkeeper for her. That was the next guy’s issue. I slept in the spare bedroom that night and woke with her sleeping next to me. She had been crying a lot, and I did feel sorry for her. But I knew she chose the path to get her here. She might love me, but her own need for whatever was larger than her care for me.I went to the office via a coffee shop and had breakfast. Then I bought two coffees and dropped one on Skye’s desk. I was in first and heard the murmurs as the rest of the staff filed in.“We knew something was up,” some said as they greeted me, commiserating.I ignored the comments, as they did nothing to help when my wife was betraying me. They just wanted the juicy gossip. Skye appeared in my office.“It is much more fun stealing yours,” she smiled as she showed me her coffee.“Yeah, well,” I answered with a smile.“Thanks, Jacob. It tastes nice. Brad is not happy at all and wants to boot you immediately. I told him I still need you, and that you will be watched carefully. I just did not tell him in what context.”“Thanks. What are your plans?”“Prepare for divorce. This one hit very close to home for me, and I am done.”“Good. She wants me to stay and work on it.”I gave Skye all the reasons why I will not stay and she agreed, as she had lived through the uncertainty. She would need to untangle herself to a greater extent than I needed to because they did not have a prenup in place. I suggested we use the trips for her to prepare herself. She decided to add another trip, meaning we will only spend six days of the next month in the office.