Chapter 4: The Perils of Paradise
I went home that night, relieved that I had finally drawn a line in the sand. Sandy was sweet, charming, and undeniably sexy, but the constant flirting had brought a level of stress to my life that I simply could not deal with. There was always the risk that she would take things too far, or even catch me in a moment of temporary idiocy. Nothing, not even Sandy’s spectacular t**s, would make me jeopardize my marriage. Hopefully now she would realize that there were lines she shouldn’t cross, and we could reach a happy medium.
Unfortunately, that failed to be the case. Over the next few weeks, our home on Paradise Place ceased to be a happy refuge, but instead became a tower under siege. Oh, I didn’t have to worry about Sandy flirting anymore. After that
