Time to lay it on thick.
“Baby, I don’t remember much, but I’m ashamed of myself for coming home like that and then making you feel bad.” I dropped my head and tried to conjure up some tears. “You know that I love you more than anything, and the idea of hurting you is devastating to me.” I looked up and felt a slight tingle of success forming in my eyes.
Perfect.
I watched as her features softened, and she reached out to put a hand on my cheek. She leaned forward and brushed her lips against mine.
“Get up.” She said softly.
She bought it... hook, line, and sinker.
I stood up slowly and tried to make myself appear contrite.
“I don’t want last night to ruin our weekend.”
“I don’t either.” She sighed and gave me a small smile.
“How about we finish breakfast and then I take you out for the day?” I offered.
“That sounds nice.”
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While my wife showered, I finally responded to the text Angela had sent me after she spoke to my wife.
Peter-Work: You’re welcome.
Me: Smart, sexy, and sneaky… my kind of woman.
Peter-Work: Did she buy it?
I glanced at the stairs and could still hear the water running.
My wife was expecting me to give Angela a call after all...
She answered on the third ring.
“Hello?” Her voice was tentative.
“Hello, Angela,” I smirked.
“Benji…” she purred. “How are you this morning?”
“I’m better now.” I flirted.
“That’s good… is there something I can do for you?” she teased.
“I just wanted to call and thank you for last night.”
“It was my pleasure.” She sounded breathless.
“I think that there’s far more pleasure than that in both our futures.” I pulled the phone away from my ear as I heard the shower shut off. “I’ll see you at work on Monday. Thanks again, Miss Reed.” I said quickly and ended the call before she could reply.
Since my wife knew I planned on getting Angela’s number today, I changed the contact toA. Reedand cleared the callhistory. I then changed the contact information for the office toPeter-Work, just in case my wife ever decided to look through my phone.
I sighed with relief.
This was why I kept things simple; one-night stands didn’t need a contact name in my phone or talk to my wife in the middle of the night.
