For him…

She draws him into her apartment, never breaking eye contact. As soon as he’s inside and the door is closed, she stands close enough to him where she can feel his breath on her cheek. Her hands start on his shoulders, slowly falling down his chest,

The Divorce, chapter 2

The search for a new apartment took less time than I thought it would. I spent the weekend recovering from Friday night when I found my wife fucking another man and then fucking a bar maids brains out a few hours later. I took the weekend to collec