In the days and weeks that followed, my relationship with Denrique flowered, then fruited into a full-blown affair, all carried out in full view of my husband. Denrique and I made our weekend plans on speakerphone right in front of Jayden while I drank a glass of wine and Jayden made dinner.
Denrique’s Porsche became a familiar sight in our neighborhood, revving up to our house followed by me skipping out in heels and a dishy outfit. What I wore depended on the date: micro dresses for cocktails, low slung vacuum tight jeans for concerts and for the pool parties a Brazilian style two-piece with a revealing cover-up.
The neighbors never made any comments, at least not to us directly. I had to think they were wondering. Or talking behind our backs. But if Jayden didn’t complain then Denriqu
