One story and four endings

I got out and could feel the breeze of London. It was about 3 months after which I had returned and it felt good. But I had some thing else in my mind, I kept on watching behind and I could not see her. I continued to walk more slowly to get a glimpse of her but all in vain. I got out of the airport and could see my wife standing, she looked uninteresting like always. I looked back again and there was Rachael. She got into her car, six hours with her were fantastic.

7 hours ago when I was into my connecting fight my eyes were red, I still managed to have a great time with the girl from Brazil. At this moment I felt bad, bad that the trip was over and worse that I had a wife. I had managed to see her mobile number while she filled the visa forms. Now all that seemed like a dream, I was back in London now.

My wife hugged me and suddenly I was brought out of my thoughts. I saw Rachael go and also manged to get a glimpse of a man sitting next to her. By that time my wife had pushed my bag into the car. I followed pushing myself into the car. Then Suzzane drive the car to our home. I got home and quickly slept thanks to the jet lag. The next day when I got to office I discussed my business trip to the rest of the mates. New Zealand was just a very cold country with great beer I tried to explain everyone. After a restless day in office I did send couple of sms to Rachael, one of good morning, and then one for wishing good afternoon.

However at around 4 pm, I felt very sleepy jet lag again, I sent a very bold sms to Rachael, this was my desperation to get a reply of her. After another 2 hours in the office I returned home. Just before getting my car into the garage, I saw another car parked. I read its number and it seemed familiar. Suddenly I remembered it was the same car in which Rachael had got in at the airport. I opened the door and was surprise to see...............................

1. Good End

It was Rachael, she was dressed in a most beautiful gown, back naked and a very low cut front side. She looked the most desirable thing then. I asked her "How did you get in?" My question was answered by Maltha the cleaning woman who came from inside. She smiled at me, I frowned back and Maltha was out of the house. After watching Maltha go I turned around and I saw Rachael very close to me, close enough that I could hear her breathe. I asked Rachael how did she manage to find where I live and she explained me that she saw it on my passport. After two hours when she left, we both were satisfied with the outcome. I sat back and relaxed on the couch. Rachael left in the same car she had got here and I slept happily owing to my jet lag.

2. Bad End

It was Rachael, but what shocked me was my wife standing in front of her. I went one step towards them, and my wife took the rest towards me. Next thing was her five fingers imprinting a red color mark on my cheek. She showed me the sms I sent Rachael and I had no answer. There cannot be an explanation for any married man to sent another woman an sms to meet alone and.........if I read the rest, one might think why my wife did not divorced me. That day although my eyes were heavy with jet lag, I slept late. Perhaps the garden mosquitoes were part responsible for that. Wife made me sleep in the gardens.

3. Ugly End

It was the man who had accompanied Rachael from the airport. I was surprised to see him here. Maltha our cleaning woman who let him in had now left. He explained me that his wife had given him my address as she had seen it on my pass port. His wife being Rachael. Before I could say another word, he was looking at me with red eyes. I looked towards him with a guilty face. He handed me over a cell phone on which I read the same sms that I had sent his wife some time back. After reading the sms as I looked up, I saw the a big fist hitting my nose. I was knocked out, next when I woke up, the car had left. My wife asked me and I lied to her that I picked up a fight on the road.

4. Wild End

It was the man who had accompanied Rachael from the airport. I was surprised to see him here. My wife just then came out from our bedroom. This is what shocked me the most, since I saw her buttoning her shirt. I did not want to imagine what might have happen but then my mind could not stop. She came close to me and frowned and almost had tears in her eyes. "Sorry John, but then he can give me.........what you cannot" that were the lines she uttered in a very squeaky voice. I looked at my wife's lover standing embarrassed by the whole situation. I had long forgotten that this same guy was with Rachael, I had bigger problems to worry about.