It had been a super long day for Eric. He was a corporate accountant and it didn't help that the corporation he was working for was laying people off left and right, and that meant A LOT of adjustments to their financial portfolio.

He walked into his apartment that he shared with his wife Lucy. Lucy was an amazing woman. She didn't have to work because he made more than enough so he just showered her with gifts and made sure that she was happy. They both of a close age, Eric at 28 and Lucy at 26. They met at a bar (of all places to find your true love lol) but they hit it off very fast. 

Eric walked in, he loved surprising her from time to time. It was still about 6 pm so the sun spilled through the closed blinds and onto the steps as he ascended. When he got to the top of the stairs he heard what sounded like moaning coming from their bedroom. Grinning from ear to ear he slowly approached the cracked door. He expected to find her in the throes of an amazing self induced orgasm. She was good at that. But instead he stopped in his tracks when he heard a male grunt and growl and then she screamed a little. Eric peaked through the cracked door just in time to see a young man climbing off of Lucy. She laid there spread eagle, blonde hair all over the place, her plentiful breasts heaving as she caught her breath. The young man leaned over to kiss her and that's when Eric kicked open the door and drew his pistol he always carried with him.

The young man jumped and screamed. Lucy sat up and yelled "Oh god! Eric!!!"

Eric just stood there for a minute. They both started talking at once but Eric bade them to silence with a swish of his free hand and a wave of his pistol. There were so many emotions running through him right now. He looked from him, to her, then back to him.

"You. Go stand in that corner over there." Eric said an motioned across the room. "Sir please I didn't know. I'm so sorry!"

"Shut up kid! Right now you've got a chance to continue breathing. I suggest you take it and shut up!"

The young man ran to the corner. At this point Lucy was crying on the sheets but couldn't take her eyes off of Eric. He felt for her at that moment. He wondered to himself 'What would make her do this?'

"Baby. What are you doing?" He asked in a voice on the verge of cracking with tears and emotion.

She begged his forgiveness and at that moment he knew why it happened. He placed the palm of his hand on her soft moist cheek and looked into her eyes. "Go shower darling. It's going to be okay. And do t worry about your friend, he'll still be here when you come out, I won't hurt him. I promise."

She looked at him as if he told her that the earth was made of cheese and he was Jesus Christ himself.

After some coaxing she finally went to the shower. As she walked away, as always, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was the luckiest man in the world and he knew it, and he was going to keep her no matter what.

He looked to the young man. He must have been about 19. Short brown hair, athletic build, slightly larger than average package (not bigger than his though thank god, he thought to himself)

"Go wash off at the sink. I've got your clothes here. If you try to run I'll break your legs and play soccer with your head til my lady gets out of the shower."

The young mans mouth dropped open and he slowly walked to the sink in the hallway bathroom.