5:00 AM
Cindy was lying in bed next to me. Man does she have an amazing body. It's a shame that she's totally shy and doesn't really appreciate what she has. Once we got married, I talked her into getting breast implants. She had pretty nice tits, but B cup is just too small for me. I like my women with large, full breasts. She still hates me for having her do that. Not only did I have her get implants, not too long after I had her go down and get laser hair removal. She sometimes wouldn't be on top of her upkeep which annoyed me, so I had her get it done. All at her expense, of course. You see, I just work for the bank and I don't make nearly enough to have my wife get these things done. Cindy is a trust fund baby and when her grandfather passes she inherited nearly thirty million. I probably wouldn't have stuck around and married her if I knew she wasn't completely loaded.
I jolt up out of bed as my cell rings in the living room. Cindy doesn't move a muscle. I answer the phone; it's Sarah on the other line. "Hey, I told you not to ever call me, I'll call you!" I whisper in an angry tone. "No, she's still asleep, I'll be right over." I snap my phone shut and begin getting dressed quietly to be sure not to wake up Cindy. I check on Cindy one last time to make sure she's asleep before I sneak out of the house. I don't need her catching me. This happens a lot during the weekdays. I never thought Cindy would catch me, but boy was I wrong.
Nearly a week later I stroll into the house after a typical meeting with Sarah. When I walk into the house Cindy is waiting for me at the kitchen table. "Come join me." She beckons me in a very serious tone. I toss my keys down and sit down beside her and put my hand on her leg as I always would, but this time, she grabs my hand and throws it off her.
"What the hell is your problem?" I scold her.
"This is my problem Jake!" she says as she flings a plain folder in my face. "Take a look at these."
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