This was ridiculous.

When his wife had come home unexpectedly, he’d bundled me out onto the balcony with my clothes and left me out there to get dressed, closing the curtains to hide me. As I pulled my knickers back on and straightened my dress, I decided that enough was enough.

The wife wasn’t stupid. The room would stink of sex and my perfume. She must know what was going on.

I breezily walked through the room.

Husband and wife paused mid-argument.

“Forgot my fucking keys, didn’t I.”

I could hear something smash as I closed the door behind me.