***LAST PHOTO IS OF THE WIFE*** || This whore worked at the gas station down the road from my home and we went there daily. At the time of the incident my husband and I had been || married 9 years and together for 11. As with all couples my husband and I hit a rough patch. The stress of our chaotic life was getting to us and we began to fight. After one of our fights I decided to leave so we could cool down. I left our children at home with him and sat at a friendís house. After a few hours I text my husband and tell him this is silly and Iím coming home…he does not respond to the text. So I have my friend drop me off at the end of the driveway so as not to get the dogs barking and wake my babies up. As Iím walking down the driveway (its kind of long) I see a strange car parked in it. I donít think much about it…just figure itís one of his friends. I walk into garage and first thing I notice is that my dogs are in crates. Kind of weird but I thought maybe he wasnít home. I walk through the house, no lights no tvs on. Nothing. So I walk to my bedroom door. Its open a crack and the light is on. I hear talking and my heart stops. Itís my husband and a woman. I hear my husband say”why are the dogs barking” at this point my heart is attempting to beat right out of my chest. I fling open the door and Iím absolutely shocked, no floored to see my husband and Stephanie Mack cuddling in my bed, fully clothed (thank God!) || I ask if he is fucking kidding me. Neither of them said a word. My husbandís face is priceless. He was so surprised to see me standing there I donít remember a lot after this point. I do remember telling her she just fucked up and yep I sure did beat her ass and I sure did punch my husband repeatedly in the face when he opened his mouth. She didnít have time to do anything but try to cover her head (Iím betting she wonít be forgetting that ass beating anytime soon). My husband finally manages to get me off her and she bolts out the door. We argue and he said he was lonely and drunk. I packed my shit and picked my kids up from his motherís where he had dumped them and I leave. The next day I go to her home and inform her husband of two months what had happened the previous evening. He was devastated but stayed with her anyways. I proceeded to go to her work and loudly tell her she was a whore and a homewrecker. I asked if she enjoyed my bed (which I burnt btw and all the bedding as well.) She either quit or was fired, not sure which. Ah, the satisfaction. || My husband was mortified when he sobered up and realized what he had almost done. He thanks me every day for walking in when I did. They didnít sleep together but had every intention of doing so. It took a long time for me to forgive him. He went out of his way to make it to up to me and continues to everyday. We have no secrets. We share everything and we have never been stronger. My advice to dirty homewrecking whores, stay away from me and whatís mine. I will fuck you up. I will make your life miserable just ask Stephanie Mack lol. Iím including a pic of myself just so you all can see what a down grade she is. Iím the cute one with piercings. Thanks for reading my story.