By the next day,I had made up my mind on what to do.I took a fresh shower,washed my hair and put on a particular lingerie he'd complimented once.I covered myself in a robe and waited for him.I was not sure if he was going to come home or not,and I was not going to call his office phone to find out.But I made up my mind that if he didn't get home by nightfall,I'd go to his office with hopes to find him there.
I was feeling unusually nervous,so I picked up a book and started to flip through it.Seconds turned to minutes,minutes to hours,and frustration started to kick in.I lost the courage I had mustered and put the book away.There was no point,maybe I should just give up this ridiculous act.I'd just started to untie my robe when I started to feel his presence.Shortly after,I heard the front door open and my heart pounded loudly in my chest.