The plan was in motion. There was nothing to stop it now. It had been three days since I saw the video of Jeremy jerking off to my picture… — The plan was in motion. There was nothing to stop it now. It had been three days since I saw the video of Jeremy jerking off to my picture. He usually had Saturday and Sunday off. I had bought new bras on Saturday. It was Sunday morning, and I knew…

Two whole weeks went by in a blink of an eye. I barely saw Jeremy as he worked late-night shifts, and I had early mornings. It was a Sunday; I was washing clothes as usual when Jeremy came into the laundry room. “Hi stranger,” he said as he came in. …

“So, when does he get here?” I asked, folding my arms. My husband sat in his chair with a beer in his hand, watching the television. — “So, when does he get here?” I asked, folding my arms. My husband sat in his chair with a beer in his hand, watching the television. “When he gets here,” he shrugged. He did not even look at me. “He called earlier and said he had to do a few…