Who Is The Cuckold?
She thinks i don't know.
I reverse out the driveway holding back my grin till she can't see me. Standing in the window in nothing but a night gown she waves while holding the coffee I made her. Turning the corner, I laugh as I see an out of place European car parked with the driver clearly trying to duck and hide from my eyes. The brake lights turn off as I reach the next corner. My suspicions were correct it seems. Knowing how much she loves bei...