CHAPTER TWO.
The first problem was convincing Caleb to f**k Elaine. I had to talk to him and find out first, if he was willing to have s*x with Elaine, and second, why he hadn’t wanted to come over and f**k me the previous day. That I couldn’t understand. We had been banging almost every other day for three weeks. Had I exhausted him? Had he lost interest? Was something else going on?
I waited until Friday when Caleb was supposed to mow the lawn. Instead of dressing up like a sexy housewife, I went the other route. I wore old, baggy jeans, a sweatshirt that hid everything, and put my hair back in a tight, boring ponytail. Unsexy.
I looked like I was going outside to do some gardening. Which I was.
The sound of the lawnmower starting up was my signal. Caleb had snuck into the garage and
