Sharon needed to blow off steam after another week of her charm not working on Ethan. She told her husband she was going out with “the girls from work” for drinks. It was believable and harmless.
Instead, she went alone downtown to a club she had never been to before. The lights were low, bass thumping at a corner, bodies packed tight on the dance floor. It was so lousy and unusual.
She wore a dress she saved for nights she wanted to look like a seductress. It was black, backless, the hem of it barely above mid thigh, the neckline so deep that any move she made revealed her luscious boobs. She didn't wear a bra. Red lipstick on and her long hair loose and wild.
She felt someone watching her, she turned and locked eyes with her Boss Ethan. He was seated at a bar, in dark jeans and a blac
