I went up the drive and to the front door of a massive two story brick home, a far cry from the 3 & 2 I lived in with mom, dad and my 16 year old brot...er. It had room enough but it was nothing like this. I knocked and expected a butler or servant of some sort to open the door, instead I got …silence. Oh! Absolutely not! I didn’t walk all this was to find no one was home! This time I rang the doorbell but still got nothing. Damn! I tried once more but was unsatisfied again. I turned to enjoy the. She was beautiful. Her hazel danced with excitement. Her caramel skin glistened in low light of the apartment. I thought she might be a little too glamorous for our affair tonight. Her red lip stick made her full lips juicer than normal. I noticed eyeliner. I remember her only were her extra diva paint twice: the Christmas party and her daughter kindergarten graduation. Her braids were pulled back in to a ponytail that d****d the back of her pretty black dress. She placed her bag on the floor. Sumi had always been faithful to me and I was positive that never in our marriage of seven or eight years; even a hint of thought went across her mind about cheating or even flirting with another male. Of course, there never was any opportunity either. I began to wonder where all this could lead.I was curious imagining the expressions on the Brigadier‘s face, when, if ever, he would be exposed to my beautiful and sexy wife’s intimate secrets; of which I was the only beneficiary until. Tyler had his music station on, so I reached for my earphones, but before I could insert them into my ears he slapped them away. “What the fuck, Ty?” angered flared into my voice. “Hey, watch your language young lady,” He laughed and I rolled my eyes. “No earphones: you’re not going to ignore me, and you’ll learn to love my music.” “But your taste in music is shit,” I whined, “I’d rather claw my ears off!” “Oh well, that’s your issue now, isn’t it? Just don’t get any blood on my car, okay?” We.