He had it coming. I
walked into the building where my husband worked and pressed the button to call
the elevator. I waited with a shorter woman and wondered if she was the one my
husband had been cheating with. That dirty bastard was probably fucking every
woman in his office. I glared at the short bitch standing next to me. When she
saw my murderous look, she clutched her purse tighter to her breasts and raised
her eyebrows. I could see this whore on top of my husband. I could see her
riding his fucking cock. I could see her small little tits bouncing up and
down. I could see her face scrunched up in feigned pleasure, faking it for my
husband. I wanted to pull my gun out and shoot her in the lobby right then and
there. I wanted to shoot her right between her fucking beady little eyes.
“Are you alright?” the
little short shit asked me with a tinge of fear in her wavering voice.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” I
attempted to feign surprise and kindness with a bit of measured laughter. “I
lost my glasses this morning and I’ve been squinting all day long. Gives you a
real nasty headache, ya know?”
She continued to raise
her eyebrows at me, but slowly turned from me and faced the elevator once more.
Like I gave a fat rat’s ass what this little slut thought.
The elevator finally
arrived.
We both got inside. Dumb
bitch should have taken the stairs.
I pressed the button for
floor 27, my husband’s floor. The little short bitch stood still. So she was
getting off at floor 27 too, eh? This squat little troll probably was fucking
my Chester.
As we climbed each
floor, I could feel my rage boiling. I imaged numerous ways to kill the short
little slut next to me, but my husband would get it first. I just knew where my
first bullet would go, right in his fucking little pecker. That fucking tool
would never use his tool again.
Ding!
The elevator stopped and
opened at the floor directly below my destination.
There stood my husband
laughing and linking arms with some young brunette.
That was when I fired
every round.
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