Now that the wife caught us, I could feel her breathing down my back. She was still waiting for my response to her sarcastic question if i should follow taylor down. I simply responded, “huh I don’t know what your talking about?” I ended up falling asleep thinking things will never be the same.
In the morning when I wake up, the wife is just sitting in bed awake and furious. She says “I gotta make sure you don’t sneak off to go fuck Taylor”. I acted stupid and kinda shrugged it off and told her I was going downstairs to eat.
To my surprise Taylor stayed the night (slept on the loft). I’m thinking my wife is about to go ham on taylor, but as weird as it got. The wife tells us to eat breakfast all together at the kitchen table. The tension was high, Taylor apologized and denied that she ever told me to follow her into the spare room to fuck. That she had actually said “I can’t sleep, imma go sleep in the spare room”. Somehow the wife seems to buy it.