James finds himself caught between a rock and a hard place

“James, I think my wife is having an affair.” Bran said so suddenly that I almost dropped my coffee.

“what..? what…what made you say that?”

“you look at this.”

Bran pushed across a ripped section of a condom wrapper.

“what the fuck is this?”

“Can’t you tell? It’s for a condom.”

I looked at my best friend, unsure of what to say.

“I found this under the bed. James. How? What should I do?”

“Are…are you sure you didn’t make a mistake or something? Is it yours?”

“I’m sure James. I only use Durex condoms, this one, see, read here, the trademark initial, It’s for another brand.”

Bran went on to say that he didn’t want to think much of Paige’s change in behaviour recently but things are starting to get out of hand.

She started to avoid his calls especially when he is travelling.

“Last time, I will call her from the airport, let her know I reached the hotel and all and she will eagerly wait for my call. Now she ask me not to call her at all. That’s it’s ok she don’t know where I am or what I’m doing.”

“Bro, last time you all still honeymoon stage, now you’re married for a couple of years….these things happen.” I said.

“No James, I’m serious. My wife is cheating on me. This is not the only evidence I found.”

Bran showed me some pictures on his phone. Pictures of Paige’s worn undies, some of them have stains on them.

“Dude… come on…why are you showing me these..!”

“They are semen stains bro. Semen stains on her panty.”

“Don’t be ridiculous la.” I said. ”are those yours hahah.?”

“we haven’t fucked in ages.”

Bran shared that Paige’s dressing has also changed recently, her wardrobe is started to get more revealing. Dresses and tops with plunging necklines started to make an appearance again.

“She bought new heels, new lingerie. Lingerie which she has never put on for me. When I ask her to have sex, she looked really reluctant, keeps saying she’s tired.” Bran said as he clenched his fist.

“Bro, this is marriage life man. After you get married, after you sign on the contract, your wife is going to stop fucking you. This is the unspoken golden rule. It’s game over. That’s the end game for them.”

I tried to reassure Bran he is over thinking about the whole situation when I saw him pull out a large knife from a paper bag.

“What the FUCK! Put that away!” I whispered harshly as I looked around the quiet café. “What are you trying to do?”

Bran touched edge of the knife with his thumb, adding that he has spent the whole morning trying to sharpen the blade.

“I’m made sure it’s really sharp, it can slice through meat easily. I tested it on a steak.” Bran said but not to me, it’s like he is talking to himself.

“Bro look at me.” I said and Bran’s bloodshot eyes levelled with mine.

He looked like he hasn’t slept in a while.

“Keep the knife. Put it away…just calm down.”

“Calm down? My wife is sleeping behind my back and you want me to calm down.?” Bran chuckled and he smiled in an eerie manner.

“Don’t do anything that you are going to regret Bran. It’s not worth it.” I said while nudging his hand that held the knife.

Thankfully, I managed to get it back into the bag.

“I’m going to kill him James.”


“I’m going to kill him.”

“Dude come on…let’s not blow the matter out of proportion…maybe you should have a talk with…”

Bran started laughing.

“Actually bro, I already laid a trap.”

I gave him a raised eyebrow, unsure of what he is saying.

“That guy is already a dead man. He just doesn’t know it yet. Hahahah.” Bran drained his coffee and he told me to keep my phone on. “I’m going to get him tonight…and I want you to be there. Ok? I want you to be there when I get him. Promise you will be there…”

“I am going to fucking park myself at the entrance of your house after this to make sure you don’t do anything stupid!”

“You can’t James, you can’t. I told my wife I’m travelling tonight. She’s going to ask him over. Then we’ll catch him in the act together. Then I’m going to kill him.”

“Bro come on…you…”

Bran held up a hand for me to stop talking. His phone is ringing. It’s his wife, Paige.

“Hi dear…yes… I’m at the airport now.” Bran said with a wistful smile. “ok… remember to eat.. text you when I land.”

Bran shook his phone at me and grinned.

“He’s going to come. He’s going to show up. Then I’m going to kill him. Come over tonight. You can call the cops after I kill him.”

Bran finished his drink and walked out of the café without a word, leaving me to settle the bill.

I felt the vibration in my pocket. Taking my phone out, I looked at the message from Paige.

‘Bran is at the airport. Come over tonight.’

I did not reply Paige as I racked my brains for a reply.

‘I need you James. I must have you tonight.’

I paid up for the café and went back to the seat, massaging my forehead.

The affair was an accident. I was drunk at a pub. Paige happened to be there for a company event. I started touching her inappropriately and the next thing I knew, I was on her bed with her moaning beneath me.

I woke up expecting a slap, a scolding, perhaps even a beating but there were none of it. Paige wanted more. I refused because Bran is my best friend. This is a mistake.

I fucked the wife of my best friend, this is something that will get me struck my lightning.

I never expected Paige to blackmail me instead.

She blackmailed me.

She wanted me to fuck her again, and again, and agin.

Because if I don’t, she say she is going to spill the beans and both of us will die together.

My phone started ringing.

It’s Paige.


“Why are you not returning my messages?” She said.

“Paige, I err…”

“I bought some nice lingerie…I’m going to cook dinner…we can watch a movie in the room…” She said with slut like tone as I could feel the rise in my dick. “My menses is over, we can fuck raw James… I want to feel you cum inside me.”

Paige giggled before hanging up. I ran my fingers through my hair as I come to terms with the shit I got myself into.

I’m fucked.

I need to figure this out one way or the other.

There’s no way I’m going to get killed by my best friend.

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