My expression of utter defeat hadn't changed. He uncuffed my right hand, and I let it drop as he undid the cuff from my left hand. The rage built in me again, and from some previously unknown reserve of that primal, primeval, animal, caveman fury, I found my strength returning. Smug satisfaction in the twitch of his lip as he couldn't hide the fact that he'd just fucked my wife. The look on Roger's face was one of concern and even a bit of fear, but I could detect something else. I blinked a few times, the tears streaming down my face. Was this another sick joke of theirs before the end? Were they going to make me think they would let me live, just to execute me for the crime of trusting my wife? I nearly laughed at that, if I hadn't been so bone tired. I never thought he'd take it this hard.' Flo seemed genuinely concerned. Hurry up Roger, unlock the cuffs so we can get his wrists bandaged. 'Oh, shit! Look at his wrists! They're all bloody!' Roger said with a hint of fear in his voice. How would they do it? A single gunshot to the head, execution style? Would they torture me first? Fuck, I would rather be waterboarded than have to listen to them fucking and ruining two marriages! I was broken from my self-destructive reverie by Roger's voice. I was openly sobbing when I heard their footsteps on the stairs coming down to the basement. She would divorce Roger, and take him to the cleaners. They had to know that I would tell Alice everything. Flo had to know that our marriage was over, and I would never forgive them. I'm not sure where the thoughts came from, but I just KNEW that they couldn't let me live after this. Flo, the love of my life, the woman I had wanted to grow old with, had just betrayed me in one of the worst ways possible. Their cavalier attitude about the whole thing drove the point home for me all the harder.Īll of a sudden, a sadness came over me as I realized that there was no going back from this. I heard them talking about Alice coming back soon, and that it wouldn't be good for her to catch them in bed together. I heard them moving around and whispering to each other. I'd just had to listen to another man fuck my wife, for God's sake! Now, there might be some guys who get off on that bullshit, but I'm not one of them. I growled low in my throat as the primal fury that comes from deep within our primitive animal 'caveman' psyche that's inside all of us came forward. 'Can't believe I thought of that word in this situation!' 'Unadulterated.' I muttered to myself with a bitter laugh. Now, I've always had a bit of a temper, but nothing had ever filled me with this much pure, primal, unadulterated rage and fury! My wife's pleas to Roger to 'fuck me harder' and 'make me come' had enraged me beyond what I thought possible. I'd been struggling to get out of the damned handcuffs that he'd locked me to the pipe with, and was having no luck, other than to rub my wrists raw and bleeding. There I was, trapped and handcuffed in Roger Berman's basement. If you read it, then complain about the content, that makes your complaint NMP If that offends you, stop now and move on to something else. It also explores the consequences of the Revenge itself. It explores the ramifications of not just cheating, but of the trust lost even if the cheating never really happened. I take over this one as the 'sex session' between Roger and Flo is wrapping up.įAIR WARNING: This is going to be kind of dark and violent. READ 'A Joke' first, if you haven't already. However, I just felt my teeth itching to take Agena up on his invitation to write my own. I understand where he's coming from, and both his Ending and Epilogue are 5 star reads. Even Triple T's 'Texas Ending' and 'Texas Epilogue' just didn't sit right with me. Stories Hub / Loving Wives / A Joke: Surviving Armageddon A Joke: Surviving ArmageddonĪfter reading Agena's 'A Joke', then reading all of the endings, I wasn't ever really satisfied with any of them.

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