What I lost.
_Once again the world of cheating I enter. This is one about a simple fox and what he does when he finds out the love of his life cheats and what he does with said information. This a short one and straight to the point. Also this is a darker one than my normal cheating ones.If you do not like death or cheating. Please leave if not please continue
I had help from my friend devilmaycry_
Witman was just your average fox. Rusty colored fur with black hands and feet. His belly and tail tip being white fur and silky smooth to the touch. He was married to the love of his life, Sheena, the red panda with reddish-brown moss and white fur. She was a bit shorter than her mate, but she had such a gorgeous body he fell in love as she had curves all in the right places.
They married as soon as he was out of college. Sheena had another year left before she finished her business degree.
Witman, always being a good mate, took the role of being the main bread maker. He took up a decent job that paid well. Even if he hated the job in general cause it was simple office work. Just inputting data for company's records. Still it was good pay. Yet the signs of strain of their love life were showing. Over the last year she had become more distant with him.
He had some side projects apps he was creating to bring more money in. Not that he told her about it. Despite him doing everything to spice up their life, going on a nice trip or taking her out to more places then regular, she seems not to care or her mind was elsewhere. It upset him more than anything. What was worse, was when she stopped wanting to have sex with him. Her excuse was the same old ones he had heard before from friends who warned him this was the signs of something more going on.
I have a headache. I'm not in the mood. I'm tired from a long day dear.
What frigging long day would she have to neglect him? She worked out of their home to maintain a website. She wasn't doing anything strenuous. Also, she seemed to have a scent he never notices before coming from between her legs. It wasn't her heat as he knew that scent very well. It was something off. Different than he ever smelled before. He wishes he had never smelled it. Sometimes being oblivious is better than the truth.
Coming home from work early hoping to surprise Sheena, he found the front door open which was weird. It was always locked as she would work with her headset on so she would always have her cell near her to see if someone was calling.
As soon as he entered his home, he saw a pile of clothes tossed around as if they were in a rush to undress. While looking around in a blur, trying to understand whose clothes these were, it was then he saw her robe he bought her. It was a sexy see through robe he had bought her for their fifth wedding anniversary. She had loved it and wore it a lot till she stopped last year saying it was tacky.
His ears twitched as he tried to listen, the sounds of a bed creaking was almost decetable if he held his breath. Witman makes his way upstairs slowly, trying not to make any noise. Though he doubts anyone would hear him as the noises began to become clearer the closer he got. It was moaning and the sound of something slapping together with the bed creaking.
He knew what he was hearing but he kept trying to deny it. As he slowly reaches for the door, he pushed it open just a tad so he could see into the room without being noticed. But the way the bed was creaking and the loud moaning that accompanied it, he doubted the noise would be heard. He could feel his heart race as he began to sweat more feeling his fur dampening. Now he was starting to regret taking the day off. He wished he would've stayed at work and kept his nose buried in files.
There, on their bed they had, was her Shanna being plowed by a brown and white painted stallion. Huffing and puffing caught his perked ears as his large cock, which looked to be as thick as his arm, was pushing deeper into his wife, his love of his life.
She was screaming out his name, Tyson. The frigging horse's name was Tyson. Yet Witman was even more angrier hearing his wife screaming for more, to be fucked like a two-dollar whore. He watches as her luscious body is rocked back and forth. Her breasts swing back and forth with each thrust from the large horse as he plows her, huffing and grunting loudly. He also came down on her ass hard as it jiggles from the violent thrusting and smacks.
She would never allow him to treat her like. The last time he smacked her ass, she stopped having sex for a week saying it hurt. Yet here she was, crying out like a brazen whore asking for more from this stranger. He was feeling sick by seeing this lewd act from his mate.
Yet he stood there watching this erotic scene play out before him. Something compelled him to stay to the end. He didn't know what it was. That is until his train of thought was broken as the bastard of a horse slammed once more into her, balls jumping as he came hard, neighing loudly. He saw the stallion's look of satisfaction as he pulled out that large spear from his wife, wondering how the hell he stuffed that frigging log in her. With the final act done, he turned and left, heading out the way he came. He didn't bother looking back, simply getting into his car and left, not caring if she had known he was there or not. He just drove for a long time, not caring where he went.
Yet he finally stops at a gas station out of habit hearing the low tank alarm go off. He just realized the whole time he had got off early from work was wasted and it was late as the sun was setting.
Funny as he looked at the sun setting, thinking how it reflected what their marriage was like now. It was in the twilight. Ending for all intent purposes. He looks at the ring on his finger as he remembers getting it along with hers. She was so happy that day as she got one with a diamond. His was a simple band of gold but it was more then enough for him. They were content with their lives for a while. Yet it seems to have fallen apart and he was clueless about how and why it happened. Their so-called happy life was a lie.
How long has she been doing this? How many other males has she been allowing to fuck her? Was he just a means to an end? Did she even do anything anymore to help with the household? He checked their account. Well, soon to be his as he was going to start hiding money for now on. He did have a savings account he kept from her but for surprise gifts and vacations.
Now he was going to move on. Yet was he? He still cared for her. Shouldn't he fight for her? Shouldn't he give her a chance? Did she give him a chance to get back together? Was there even a chance for that as she seemed to enjoy being a cum dumpster for this horse? No, he had to think clearly about this. He had to do this right. He wanted to give her a chance. He wanted it to work out. He still loved her....right?
That question will haunt him for days to come.
As he finally parks for gas, he pays on his card when his cell goes off. It was a text saying could he pick up the take out she had ordered for them. She said she was too busy to cook. Yeah to busy getting fucked. Being a cheating bitch. He tries to calm down feeling his tail stiffen up in anger. It has been a while since he felt anger like this. He sighs and thinks how he can try to salvage this marriage. Despite it all he still loves her.
He keeps telling himself that over and over like a spell hoping it will make it all better, yet the words feel flat.
As he pulls up, he notices her through the window in some loose clothing. A stark contrast to how he saw her earlier. He thinks of what to say to her. Not to tip his hand but at the same time he thinks he should be forward and try to nip this problem in the butt.
Problem?
What a joke that is. He really is underselling this as it was falling apart. She was fucking behind his back. And apparently, loving every moment of it by the sounds of her screams.
He grabs the take out from the front seat and brings it inside. As he enters the house, he watches her as she sets the paper plates and some drinks. Sheena gives him a smile which feels forced. As he tries to move to give her a kiss on her cheek, she pulls away shaking her head.
"Not now dear. I am hungry," she says, grabbing the food and began to serve herself. She didn't even bother to fix him a plate as she started to dig into her own.
As he serves himself some of the takeout, he thinks of how to out her. Or better yet, to make sure it was worth staying together.
"So.....how was the site maintenance going? I heard the site has been loading slowly."
She looks a bit surprised by this as she stumbles a bit. "W..well, it has been slow recently. We had to go through the main site and do a bit of maintenance work. I had a friend come by and help me with it," she smiles weakly.
A friend my ass he almost snarls out, biting back the words he wanted to say and just nods. He just listens to her words, but not really as he thinks back to the day he walked in on her little fling. There was a Lexus, black and custom made from what he could see. Yet it seemed to be the new line that has been the talk on the tech sites. How it has all the bells and whistles in it. Bluetooth, an on board mini computer that you can access though your phone starting up your car with an authorized app. Who wouldn't want something like that. But you probably had to be a millionaire to get one.
With that thought in his mind, he smiled a bit when he noticed his wife eating some of his food saying she was hungry. He let her as he wasn't that hungry. It was a bit strange as she never ate this much before.
~a week later~
He did it! He had finished the app! He looks at the burner phone he had. It was a normal Samsung 10 yet it had only one purpose. Yet was it something he was sure he could do? He had made this out of anger and hurt. He found out why his wife of many years was always snacking and hungry. She was pregnant with that assholes child.
He had seen her laptop on and opened it. She usually had it under lock and key. Yet she had ran out to the store for some food. It was there he saw the email she had sent which she had received a response. It was from that Tyson asshole. He told her to stay with her mate so he could take care of the foal. His mate said he wouldn't mind since he still loved her to death and would do anything for her.
Like hell he would! Never in his right mind would he raise someone else's child and be ok with it. She must be insane thinking he was docile or clueless to what is happening. Yet his options were limited. He could confront her, call her out on her lies to this point. Yet he felt that she would turn it on him making it look like he was a negligent mate or worse, saying he pushed her to it. Yet how could he. He has and was loyal from the day he said I do. Yet maybe that was the main problem. He was blindly loyal to her. He just did what he thought was right. Could it be he wasn't being a stronger male maybe?
Yet where was her fault in all this? Was she blame less in all this? It also seems she was keen on recording their sexual activities. That alone could let him win in a court case showing how unfaithful she was. Yet he still cared for her more than he should. It upset him as he was unsure how it would affect her if he went through with his plan. It was a bit flawless. It was based on an app that was created for fools who lost their keys to their car. The app would allow them to access their car in case of emergencies. His app was a clone of the manufacturer's copy. Which in turn, gave them full control of the car. So in essence, he could make the car shut off while the stallion drove it.
Yet just stopping the car was not on his mind. It was a darker deed. He had control to most of the car's functions, especially the brakes. He could make them not work. He knew the stallion drove fast as the tire marks near his house proved that.
He was so unsure about doing this. He would be committing murder. Yet how far would he go to save what he believed was his?
He sits on the hill overlooking the street that leads towards his home. He was already angry from the last video he saw. He had to get out of the house thinking how she was treating him. He knew his course was set as he had the app ready to use. He was in range to use it as the green light on the app came to life. Surprising how strong the signal was coming from the car.
His finger was on the program to do what he was going to do. He was shaking with fear. If he did this, would it all be better? He knew his mate was with the stallion as they left together earlier today. This was the main thing stopping him. If the stallion was alone he would have already pressed the button.
Yet he still loved her. He wanted it to work. He wanted her back to how it was in the beginning. He had tried to make her come out about the affair. He wanted her to be honest about it all. Yet she kept lying and using him. What sealed it all, was the last video he saw which was the most recent. It was her telling her lover that she would like him to watch a real male take a female. And once the deed was done, maybe let him clean her up after it all. He still loves her and maybe it would be nice to let him eat her out.
Both were laughing after saying that.
That sealed the deal for what he was going to do.
It was time. He figures it would be harder to do this. But as he pushed the button on the cell, the wheels started to turn. It happened as soon as the car turned the corner. He could only imagine what the stallion was doing as the brakes gave out as he did take the turn fast as he always did going to his house. Somehow he could hear them both scream as the car lost control and began to turn over and over as it lost control. He had no smile. There was no jumping for joy or anything. He felt nothing as the car finally slammed into a tree with a sickening crunch. He decided to go for a walk as he was off from work at the time since he did tell his wife he was going for a long walk.And during that time, she used it to cheat on him again with the stallion.
It was a blur after that. The investigation into how it happened. Some saying it was a defect. The cpu of the car had given faulty signals and that caused the accident. Many theories were thrown around as he grieved.
At least it was what he showed as he was told how his wife, the sexy red panda, had died. The thing was, she was actually alive. The stallion was the one who had died in the accident. Yet she had died also. But not from the crash sadly. It seemed that she was giving the stallion a blowjob when the accident happened. She was pinned onto the large cock and he had just came. She had basically drowned in the stallions cum.
He made no moves for the insurance money on his mate. No need to make the police look at the grieving mate. Also the money was going nowhere as he had one or two in the case since his wife was carrying. The cell phone with the app was formatted then promptly destroyed, taking a hammer to each of the pieces then tossed it out in the garbage.
No one was the wiser.
He was told she was pregnant with the stallion's child. This is where the two families broke apart as his family called his mate a slut and whore and her family tried to find out why this had happened.
He refused to talk to anyone as he was broken up by all this.
At least he had given the impression to all around him he was depressed. In all reality, he was dead to it all. He was free from the lying bitch. Was he though? Even after it all he still loved her. He wanted to give her a chance. Yet hearing the videos and seeing the email she had sent to the stallion, he wondered if she would even bother giving him a chance at love, or trick him into being a cuckhold.
He would never know as she had made her bed. And now, he had also.
He stands before her grave looking sad, thinking where he had gone wrong. What did he do wrong? Did he do anything wrong to begin with?
He wanted to start dating as he stood there. A cute artic vixen had been trying to console him and had like him when he was still with his wife.
He would give it a shot. Maybe it will turn out better this time. He would make sure he was more aware of her moods and anything she might be doing. One thing he was not sorry about, was that he was not going to be some bitch his wife had tried to make him out to be.