And if she and Bradley got divorced she would get shedloads of money and keep the house. She had lied about being on the pill, so clearly she wanted m... to get her pregnant.With one week of the holiday lef,t I was at home alone one morning when a car pulled up outside.It was her, my older woman. My mistress.She knocked on the back door and grunted, “You alone?”I tried to smile but failed and she barged into the house.“Where is your room?”I took her upstairs and I didn’t know if I was going to be. He must have had eighty or more people there. He shook my hand and said it was nice to meet me but no one was to exchange names.There was a band playing and an open bar. I got us each a drink and Sheila started to mingle with the people. To be honest I was quite uncomfortable. I stood back and sat on a bar stool and just watched the people. They seemed to know each other even though they all wore masks.Sheila came back to me and we started dancing. A man cut in and I went back to my seat. I. I acted as though I was scared.I realized this was the last chance if I lose it, I can’t make it again, So, I bluffed that I recorded her sessions with the maid and she was silent. She asked what to do? I said “lets fuck! Baby”To that she replied what? What the fuck are you speaking? I am a decade older to you. Shut up and get lost to your house, I said aunty I know that uncle doesn’t satisfy you. I know the sessions with the maid. And I said her you are hot and sexy, did u know I was the one. He was taking it all in and investigating me before I even said a word. There’s no way this is going to work!“Veronica… Ron, thank you so much for having me over to your beautiful home. Robby has told me so much about you and it’s a joy to meet the family who raised my amazing guy.” Damn, I should’ve won an Oscar. “Well aren’t you the sweetest thing. Get on in here, dinner is almost ready!”The house was pretty much as I remembered it. We walked into a large foyer plastered with family photos..