I started the car and backed out of the drive. I drove out of the street, just in case she was watching out of the bedroom window. I parked up and waited a minute or so. I knew I should wait a bit longer, but I was anxious that I may end up missing whatever may happen. I started the car up and returned to my street, and then crept along until I could clearly see my house, but far enough that I wasn’t noticeable.
Then I waited, and waited, and waited. Nobody came. I checked the clock and it said 9:30. It had been 8:00 when I left the house.
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I was just paranoid, I thought. She’s not satisfied, but she’d never go that far, she’d never…
I heard a familiar sound. It was Vicotria’s Benz starting up. Moments later I saw her car coming down the driveway. Then she turned right and was coming in my direction. I quickly ducked my head down and prayed she didn’t notice the car…
After a minute I looked back up and saw that the street was empty. She was gone.
I breathed a sigh of relief. That was it then. She wasn’t up to anything behind my back (aside from stroking herself while fantasising about other men).
I got out of the car, leaving it parked where it was, and made my way to the house. I felt like a new man, to be honest. I felt a new lease of life. Victoria was going to get back from brunch and find me waiting for her in the bedroom. I was going to take control for once, and I was going to give her the ride of her life. As soon as she walked into the bedroom I would forcefully grab her by the waist and draw her in, put my hands all over her body. Her body which was mine. I was going to give her everything she wanted.
I climbed the stairs and went into the bedroom and sat down on the bed, preparing myself and rehearsing what I was going to do and say. Everything was clear now; I just needed to be dominant and be the man Victoria deserved.
I looked around and noticed the breakfast tray I had brought in for Victoria was now empty; she’d left it on the bedside table for me to clean up. And then I waited, and then some more. The more I waited, the more anxious I felt. The shot of testosterone I had had was starting to fade, and I felt like I was starting to shrink. I looked over at her washing basket again where her dirty panties were and felt my cock stiffen again.
I could just quickly jerk off again and then leave. Pretend none of this ever happened.
I got up and started for the washing basket when I heard Victoria’s Mercedes Benz enter the driveway. I felt my stomach drop. I wasn’t ready for this, and when Victoria found out I’d lied, she’d kill me. She’d call me every name under the sun and make me sleep on the floor again.
I started to panic. I had to hide, quick.
I heard the key enter the door and turn. I darted over the Victoria’s huge wardrobe and climbed inside, trying my best to shut the door. The wardrobe was so full with Victoria’s expensive dresses, and me, that I couldn’t shut the door completely. There was a little crack that I could see through.