Surprisingly well

"I understand, James."

"Good. I'm glad you do. If you had told me before I met Katherine, then I would have been absolutely thrilled that you loved me."

"I get it, we can't be together because of Katherine."

"Yes, that's it. You say you love me, if that's true, then you know how I feel towards Katherine and you can understand why I don't want to throw what I have with her away."

Bridgette simply nods at you, and you get dressed. You leave her house and drive towards your home. You can't believe you cheated on your wife and you feel terrible about it. You want to get home and wrap your arms around Katherine and tell her how much you love her. You pull into your driveway and walk into your house. You immediately see Katherine sitting on the couch, crying. She looks up at you through tear-filled eyes.

"You fucking asshole!" Your heart instantly drops as she yells at you. Your instant reaction is to play dumb.

"What's wrong, Katherine?"

"You're 'co-worker' sent me these." Katherine suddenly whips her phone at you. You were so shocked at her actions that you made no attempt to dodge it. It hit you hard in the chest, but you reach out and catch it before it hits the floor. You look at the screen and you are horrified by what's displayed. There are a couple messages from Bridgette. The first is a picture of you putting your pants back on at her apartment, your cock is still out and it's still mostly hard from your activities with Bridgette. You hadn't even noticed that she had her phone when you were leaving. The next picture is a close-up of her pussy with your cum leaking out if it. The caption under it says 'Me and your husband just made a baby, fuck you, bitch.' You drop the phone on the floor.

"Katherine, I..."

"Don't make any fucking excuses! You fucked another woman! I thought you loved me!"

"I do love you..."

"Bullshit! I loved you, James, and you cheated on me." She is sobbing uncontrollably at this point. She stands up and heads towards the door.

"Katherine, where are you going?"

"I'm going to my mother's. I can't be near you." You reach out to stop her, but she's slaps your hand away. "Don't you dare fucking touch me with the hands you touched her with."

"Please, Katherine, stop!" She pays no attention to your pleas and the door is slammed shut in front of you.