"Who was who?" She asked rather secretively.
"The person that you were just talking on the phone with, of course."
She took off the garters and stockings and put on her night shirt that barely covers her ass and lay down next to me, ignoring my question.
"Well, are you going to answer me?"
"It was," she took a brief moment, as if to think of the answer, "Linda, yeah Linda, she wanted to talk about us going out again tomorrow."
"Oh, well how about the two of us go out with.."
"No!" She quickly interrupts me to say.
"Why can't I go with you and her?" I ask, feeling a little hurt and paranoid that she is doing something behind my back.
"Because, we planned for just us girls to go out and have as little fun." She says, as she turns over to end the conversation. I sat there wondering what she could be doing that she wouldn't let me come with her.
The next morning went by fast. Cathy told me that Linda wanted to be picked up at five p.m. and that she doesn’t know when they will be home, again. What she didn’t know is that I will be following her this time, to find out where she is going and what, or who she is doing. Cathy took a shower and got dried off. When she was done, she looked through the closet, trying to figure out what to wear. She picked out a nice skirt that went down to mid thigh, a halter top, and a green thong, all of which I bought her for Christmas and she never wore except for the thong, which she wore on occasion. When four came around, Cathy said her good bye and went to pick up Linda. I got into our other car and made sure to not lose her, but also not to get caught by her. |