The Vengeful wife

“Hey, Professor…” The door pushed her onto the floor as she realized a much bigger woman was there and very pissed.

“So you’re the cunt that’s been fucking my husband behind my back,” she says with a mocking grin. “Guess my husband just likes little sluts.” She steps as she steps into the apartment and says snidely, “Glad to see how my dumbass husband is spending our savings.”

Jenny stands up, covers herself with her hands and stupidly says, “Excuse me, bitch…where the fuck is the professor? You need to get off my property.”

His wife quickly grabbed her chin and mouth and said, “Language, you little whore, and you don’t need to know. He’s alive and well but he learned quickly how to beg for forgiveness.”

Jenny in her stupidity asked, “What the fuck did you do to him, you bitch?”

Anger shot through his wife as she overpowered Jenny and pushed her into the wall as she spoke with rage, “WHAT DID I DO? Bitch, what did you do? My husband loved his family and he does deserve some of this blame. However, you deserve even more knowing he was married and not stopping this from destroying both of your lives. I know you tried to use your body on other professors so your punishment fits the crime.”

Jenny was fuming to be blamed for any of this and was trying to fight free of the larger woman. She said something she would come to regret, “Sounds like it’s bit your fault too, bitch. Maybe if you actually were a decent lover he wouldn’t have to have his world rocked by me when we fucked.”

A hand on the back of her head grabbed her hair as she cried out in pain. She laughed and said, “Ok skank! Here’s the plan: you get out of my apartment and I don’t call the cops.”

“What the fuck!? I live here, bitch,” she screamed as she was being dragged into the hallway. Her neighbors were coming out to see the commotion and saw her naked body on display as she fought off the wife’s iron grip.

“Actually, you never have. My husband’s name is on the lease since you didn’t pay for anything,” she said with a victorious smile. “I suggest you find your way back home now, skank.”

Jenny now realized she was in a lot of trouble as she saw a lot of different phones and got her knees and begged, “Ma’am, I’m sorry… I truly am…Can I at least get my clothes?”

She burst out laughing and said, “Oh look who is so subservient now!? Let me think about it…Fuck no! You should have learned to keep your legs closed, you dirty slut.”

Jenny groaned as she covered her body and meekly asked, “Can you at least give me my phone…please?” She was trembling at this point as the woman went back inside as the neighbors grabbed the phone. She was gonna hand it to her but decided to throw it down on the concrete floor and even stepped on it.

Jenny screamed and bent down to see if her phone was even usable and saw that it wasn’t lighting up. “Whoops! Looks like you should have been more careful,” was all Jenny heard before the door slammed. Jenny grabbed her smashed phone and quickly ran away from the laughing crowd of neighbors with their phones recording every moment of her humiliation.