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Paranoia was taking over. I had just fucked my wife’s sister, and now they’re alone together at home while I’m on the road.
Would Kristine tell Nat what happened? Should I tell her?
Natalie was going to kill me. My marriage was definitely over. Every time I spoke to Natalie on the phone she was short and it was killing me. The guilt was eating me alive.
Three days and two sleepless nights had painfully and slowly drudged by, and now I was standing, frozen at the door about to greet my wife. I was trying to compose myself so the guilt wouldn’t be so obvious on my face. Then the door opened.
“Why are you just standing out here? Are you ok?”