The Next Day, 07:58 am.
Jennifer was already dressed in a beige pencil skirt that had a split with some black pantyhose and with a black long sleeve bottle neck tugged perfectly within. Her hair was tied up into a bun.
Jerald walked into the room and stopped for a minute to admire his wife’s outfit, who wouldn’t? It exposed her curvy body.
“Good morning, Sir.” She said bringing himback to his senses. He looked at her and he noticed that he will never get used to be called ‘Sir’ by his own wife.
“Are you ready?” He asked and she nodded. “You look okay, I guess.”
“Thank you… I guess.” He wanted to laugh at her words but just smiled.
“Whatever you say, don’t mention that you are married to Jerald Carter.” Jerald said as if he is not the same Jerald Carter. She was confused
