Revenge

"What the fuck are you wearing?" He asked with a frown face.

I bit my lips to stop myself from laughing in front of him. His face was so red and I couldn't figure out if it was because he was embarrassed or he was mad.

I was wearing a white see-through nightgown, paired with a lace g-string and with no bra underneath.

"What's the matter? This is what I always wear every night. You always liked it." I said, trying to sound serious.

He took a deep breath, putting his palm to his face.

"That guy liked it but I'm not him. Wear something decent. Cover yourself!" He demanded.

"No. I'm comfortable wearing this. You are my husband. You're acting like you haven't seen my body."

He didn't say a word but his face was so flushed. I was surprised when I realized why he was acting like that.

"Seriously? I thought you were always with me."

He scratched his head and wasn't looking at me.