It was his little Playgirl Bunny outfit. They all laughed as he pulled them from the box and continued to remind him of the Christmas tradition. So,...he went into the bathroom and changed into them. Eric was not embarrassed by the way he looked in them. He went to the gym three times a week and his six-foot frame looked good enough to grace any underwear ad. However, wearing this in front of her parents was a bit too much and silently, he vowed revenge. Eric sensed that Shelly knew. When Joan left, Eric walked over to Clara’s house in the snow covered yard. He knocked on the front door. When she opened it, he asked, ‘Pretty lady, do you need your yard mowed today?.’ She laughed and invited him in. Joan had gone to the mall, but she was getting bored and decided she would like to go see the older man she used to have an affair with. She drove to his office just before lunch. He got up to greet her and said he was so glad to see her again. He suggested he would take her to. The steam escaped the room and poured out into the hallway fallowing her as she moved to her room. Entering her room she looked around for a moment. Her bed was made up the light of the moon seeping through the open balcony doors. The curtains fluttered with a soft cool breeze. Shadows dance about the room from the flam in the fireplace. In front of the fire was a chair awaiting her. The bed had gone unused as of late, most nights she would sit in front of the fire with a book, dreaming of. It may be hard for you to understand or accept but I can tell you it saved my marriage and I won’t have it any other way.” Tom said.After Tom left what he was saying did not make sense to me. It seemed like he let his wife sleep with black men and he was happy about it. But he was right about some of the signals my wife was giving off and maybe I should go talk to him.I called up my wife telling her I had to talk to a coworker after work. We were to meet at the Twin Stop bar. I won’t be long I.