The middle-aged man...

Chapter 2.1 by MaxiMaxi

Surprised, Lorena saw the middle-aged man who had embarrassedly stared at her feet greet a woman who was obviously his wife. "Just wait, you lying asshole," Lorena thought, angry about her friend’s text and now knowing who she would take her anger out on.

Grinning in anticipation, she lit a cigarette, and at the next opportunity when the man looked in her direction, Lorena let her high heel dangle loosely from her nylon-clad toes and provocatively looked him in the face.

The guy could barely keep his mouth closed; Lorena had completely thrown him off balance. And that’s exactly what she wanted. She felt like being naughty. She wanted to destroy this jerk’s marriage in the next half hour.