At first it was a joke that Mr Wilson openly showed his feelings towards my wife in front of other work colleagues and even my wife laughed when she told me about him, he is about the same age or just a few years older than my wife Jessica and unmarried and lived with his mother. I never took any notice, in fact I didn’t even notice that my wife had began to change the way she dressed, wearing skirts instead of trousers, it’s only now looking back that I can see it. We seemed to be irritating each other, no matter what I did it was never right and she was never at home, always out either at work or a friends house and I was feeling unhappy and at times I know it sounds awful but I had started to dislike the way she was and beginning to wonder if I in fact ever really new my wife. It all came to light when we had gone to the usual boring type meeting at Mr Wilson’s mothers house, it was a large house surrounded by beautiful gardens. All the big wigs patted each other on the back for a job well done, even though it was the workers who had really done the work, anyway I had become bored and decided to leave for home and looked for Jessica but couldn’t find her anywhere, then Mary suggested I go to the veranda, I went to the veranda only to find there wasn’t any one there, I looked about and then I saw two people sat on the garden bench near the roses, I was sure it was Jessica and it very much looked like Mr Wilson, they seemed to be laughing and playing about, I thought I saw Jessica pushing Mr Wilson away and then laughing. I looked about to find away in to the garden and then just jumped over the railings and down in to the garden, it was higher than I had first thought and on hitting the lawn my knees came up and rammed in to my jaw, gosh it hurt and I lay there until the pain had subsided, I rubbed and moved my jaw it was ok, just bruised how silly I felt but at least no-one saw me. I looked through the flowerbeds across to the seat but could not see Jessica so I walked across the lawn directly towards the garden seat where they had been. As I got nearer I saw them they were still on the seat but had been lying down, I was instantly suspicious on first seeing them but now I new something was going on and dived to my left across the little bit of open lawn and in behind a large bushy plant and watched them I could here Jessica laughing and when she sat up, all her blouse was open and I could see the exposed white flesh of her tits. I looked about and didn’t see anyone, so I walked quietly around the large bush and then over to a tree I was a little further away but I had a better view. I was sure Mr Wilson was feeling her tits, however someone shouted and screamed near the house which made them and me jump, I saw Jessica quickly pull her blouse together and they both looked towards the house, they must have thought it ok as Mr Wilson now pulled open Jessica’s blouse and pulled her tits out. She had large tits so it wasn’t hard to see them, I felt sick inside and wanted to shout out but I didn’t, instead I froze. I just stood there watching with my stomach turning over and my hands shaking. Jessica sat in front of Mr Wilson and he stood facing Jess and looking over her head towards the house, I could see his trousers and underpants were down around his ankles and watched as Jess, put his penis in her mouth and was giving him a blow job, in only a few minutes I saw him hold her head and I guess he must have been ejaculating, I could just here him moaning with pleasure and then I lost it and ran as fast as I could towards them, even before he could remove his penis, I was there next to them and called out to Jessica, “you slut” “You fucking cow” “and you, you bastard” as I hit him in the face. Mr Wilson, tried to run but fell over, tripping on his own trousers and Jess, was fumbling and grabbing for her clothes as I turned and walked away towards the house, I was trebling, my legs felt like jelly. Jess followed crying and asking me to stop and the next thing I heard was Wilson’s mother, she shouted to me, “what’s going on” and I shouted back “ask your son” as I walked away I heard his mother say “oh Greg, not again” “You haven’t been causing trouble between Peter and his wife have you” The following morning, I found a note from Wilson’s mother asking if there was any way we could but this behind us, after all Jessica also played a large part in this. Greg is going away on a long holiday and he doesn’t bare you any malice for punching him in the face and he is genuinely sorry for what has happened, Peter, he’s a single man and when your wife Jessica flirted with him and made it clear to him that sex was on offer, he found it impossible to say no. He now regrets this and like me hopes we can come to some sort of arrangement and put it all behind us, Peter give yourself a few weeks before making any decisions and before you do, come and visit me, lets talk.