My Husband's Girlfriend Became My Closest Friend

She was in my bed, totally nude. My husband's words were background noise, I was focused on her. She hid under the covers, but I was determined to expose her. Why should he enjoy her and not me?

I stripped the bedclothes off, she lay there trying to cover herself with her arms and hands. She looked small, pitiful really. I stood over her and told her to let me see.

My husband had to give her up, but I didn't. For several years we stayed in touch. My husband's office honey became my close confidant, after all we shared something none of my other friends did.