Tespack In Pocket Pants My Husband

A Wife's Premonition

Since that night, I've been stopping by Lisa's apartment every time I go home from work. Even sometimes I just come home at one in the morning sometimes all night I do not go home because I choose to stay at Lisa's apartment. She's a great woman, she can always make me crazy about her, even though I'm never satisfied to keep having sex with her.

Moreover, Lisa is so good on the bed makes me have to take strong medicine so that I can compensate for the game. When I was tired, he seemed to know what he was doing to rekindle my passion.

I fell in love with her, she seemed to know what I needed. Ever since I did it with Lisa, I've never touched Lidya at all. Because she's stiff and can't make me satisfied, unlike Lisa who can make me feel weak helpless.

What will Lisa, I always follow even I reduce the shopping ration for Lidya. If normally, I give half my salary now only 10%, I don't care if the money is not enough. The important thing is I still give him money every month even with a small nominal.

I also stopped sending money to my mom and dad. Because now, I just want to obey the wishes of Lisa who almost every day wants to buy goods that are quite luxurious.

I'm kind of crazy about Lisa, I really can't get away from her. Even I was willing to take time off and chose to spend my time in Lisa's apartment. She's a fun, beautiful woman, ***, smart in bed too. Even when I was in his apartment, he only used CDs and BHs without any interest in wearing clothes. It makes me not get far from him.

"Honey ..." call her in her sexy voice.

"Yes baby?" I answered while looking at him.

"You again," he whined. I knew what he was saying, and I agreed.

After a month of being in a relationship with her, I knew she was a hypersexual. But I don't mind it.

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In a different place, a woman rests in a third of the night, begging for directions because she feels that her husband is changing and is no longer what he used to be. She felt that if her husband betrayed her because every time she went home, she always smelled a woman's perfume on her shirt. Moreover, she also saw red marks on her husband's neck and chest, while she had not had a relationship with her husband for a long time.

She also did not dare to ask, because now her husband is often angry and abusive, so that he can only shut up and pour out his heart to the creator

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The more days, Mas Daswan's attitude is changing the same as mine. I don't know what he's doing out there. Every time I go home, I smell perfume on his shirt. There was even a lipstick note on his shirt.

Not only that, every day I always see a red color on the neck and on the chest. I don't know if my husband betrayed outside, I really don't know.

I tried to find her at work, but I got the facts, Mas Daswan was on leave a lot. He often went home early. Much of his work was also neglected. I don't know why Mas Daswan turned out like this.

Pain, certainly. Which wife is not hurt to get a reality that is so painful. But I can't possibly accuse him if I haven't proof myself.

But if Mas Daswan is cheating, then I swear. I'll leave it at that moment and ask papa to take care of my divorce.

Because as a woman, the thing she hated the most was betrayal.

I can still survive even though Mas Daswan was unemployed until I finally starved, and thankfully, my mom was willing to give me money to help my new family's economy, and my dad was also instrumental in finding work for Mas Daswan.

But I won't be able to bear it, if Mas Daswan plays the woman behind me.

Right now I'm just standing face to face with the Creator. I begged for His guidance, so that I could get proof that Mas Daswan was indeed cheating behind my back.

I won't stay still either, I'm not a stupid woman who will just shut up. Tomorrow morning, I'll follow wherever my husband goes.

I'm sure my hunch is not wrong, that Mas Daswan has desecrated this marriage. I don't know which woman would ruin my marriage.

And what if Mas Daswan knew the truth, that I had not been pregnant until now, it was because Mas Daswan was the one who was in trouble, not me.

If only I had been honest from the beginning. Maybe it won't be like this. I don't know who to blame, me or Mas Daswan. Or the third man who had seduced Mas Daswan until Mas Daswan turned away from me.