Visitation

In a weak moment I went out with my boss. He came home with me. We had sex. In the morning he wanted me to serve him breakfast in the nude. He wanted to enjoy me like that.

From then on I was his girlfriend and office wife. One day, any day, his wife came by the office and stopped in to speak with me. She didn't mind me being his office wife, and she had to go out of town to take care of her mother. Several weeks, maybe more. So, she said I needed be a 'good wife' while she was gone. Take care of the house, keep him fed, make the bed.

It's not my fault I'm in love. My visitation days are every other weekend, and Thursdays. Unless I'm invited over, those days are extra, don't count as visitation.

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