Chapter 6 - The Window

I avoided thinking about it. At least, that's what I tried to do. I focused on Nolwazi and added a few extra days at the gym just to keep her fresh in my mind. Nothing helped. I'd given Sindiswa permission to sleep with Given and now every day she went to work I held my breath, afraid that today would be the day.

Five days later the pressure had built to boiling point. My wife was feeling it too, reaching for me every night before sleep. At least she'd been right about our sex life improving.

Tonight, after Sindiswa got home from work, we had supper and talked for a while and then she said she'd walk down the road and visit Amahle. They hadn't spoken in a while.

My wife had been gone about half an hour when I noticed she'd left her phone at home again. I quickly drew her pattern and opened her photo gallery. I staggered backwards. I'd assumed she would tell me when she and Given happened, but she hadn't, because I was looking at a brand-new picture of his hard cock. I flipped to the next one and saw him, wrapped in a thin condom, buried almost fully inside her. She'd done it. My wife had slept with Given tonight and then rushed down to Amahle to gloat.