Chapter 3 - The Note

CHAPTER 3: THE NOTE

I left Bokang's farm later than expected. Bokang had begged me to stay, citing all the ways he wanted to take me — including the barn loft, the wooden kitchen table and the jacuzzi out back — but I begged off, knowing Tumelo would be home super soon. Bokang kissed me goodbye before I got in my car, sticking his fingers in my pussy and leaving me breathless, "so I'd know what I was missing."

By the time I walked in the door I was cutting it close. I smelled like sex because of all the ways Bokang had fucked me. Coming home, I looked like a woman who had been thoroughly, comprehensively fucked.

So I did what any normal cheating bitch of a wife would do. I ordered takeaways and took a shower before my husband made it home.

Tumelo was not impressed with my Chinese takeaway surprise and made this known with a, "I expect a hot, home-cooked meal on the table when I get home from work, dear, not this takeaway shit that comes in little boxes. Remember that please, Nqobile, the next time you feel like doing nothing around the house all day."

As I sat at the table eating a spring roll, I rolled my eyes when Tumelo wasn't looking. This was the first time in all the years we'd been married that I had failed to make dinner. His reaction was a bit overboard, all things considered.