Miss Clarabelle

I took my wife for granted. I was working a lot, traveling for that work, and yes, I slept with quite a few secretaries. I only did it when I was out of town, at actual meetings. I figured no one would catch me if I did that. I wasn't counting on that last secretary. She kept receipts. Even filmed us. I was so careful with everyone else. All of a sudden my world came crashing down. Or I thought it did. My wife didn't leave me. She didn't scream or shout. She was quiet and disappointed, but I was allowed to sleep in bed next to her. Allowed to take her on dates, kiss her, even have sex with her. It was nice. Beyond nice. It was like it made us stronger. I never slept with another person. I should have kept my guard up. She said I deserved a day at home alone. She made me breakfast, ran a bath, put a suit bag on the door but told me not to open it until I got out of the bath. I was more than happy to follow orders. Then she left the house. I slid into the bath and I don't...