What my Wife Doesn't Know...

I'm sorry

 Shit shit shit. Is all that ran through my mind as I stared at the evil girl that's sitting in my kitchen, talking to my wife and the wife just so happens to want her to stay for dinner. "Come on Tasha, why dont you stay for dinner, I made enough for all of us"

"oh no Elena, Tasha has to go, she has a busy life. Right Tasha?" I spoke while eyeing Tasha, but I dont know why I thought she would agree with me.

"Oh shoot, I'm not busy and besides. I am pretty hungry" Tasha smirked toward me.

I looked at her feeling the need to choke her right now. I'm not a woman beater, but this woman right here...she's going to force me to beat her. I watched as she laughed her phony laugh. With her long chocolate hair shining down her back, and her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief.

She has on some dark blue skinny jeans with some sandals and a white top. She actually looks really cute outside of her work clothes. Although I've seen her outside her work clothes before, she seems to look a little different today, prettier. Yeah, she looks devilishly prettier, god I hate that I said that.

"Mathew?" Elena called knocking me out of my trance.

"yeah...?"

"I was just asking you why are you so quiet, you should be happy. Your best friend found you" she smiled,

"yeah Mathew, I found you" Tasha spoke while taking a sip of her wine looking up through the wine glass at me with an evil stare.

I cleared my throat, "umm yes, yes I-I'm just thrilled" I stood up looking at both the pretty women, "I'm gonna go change"

I walked into the bedroom closing the door and calling Richie.

Fuck! His fucking answering machine picked up! I dont know what to do, I'm freaking out right now. What the fuck am I gonna do!? I changed my clothes like I said I would still trying to figure out how to get Tasha out of here. Once I changed, I walked back into the kitchen seeing Elena serving dinner.

"Oh good Mathew you're back, I'm just serving dinner, come on, sit down" she smiled happily having no clue that I've been or well, was having an affair with Tasha. I sat down following her instructions as she put some baked chicken, corn and rice on to my plate.

Damn, Elena sure can cook, I almost forgot how good her cooking is. Since spring break she's been very nice to me, always home lately too. I broke out of the trance concentrating on the situation at hand, I have to get Tasha's crazy ass out of my house. "So Tasha dinner was great, Elena and I have some business to take care of. The door is just around the corner and have a great night" I rushed, trying to get her out of her seat.

"Mathew, would you sit down and eat. Gosh, you've been acting so weird ever since Tasha got here" Elena laughed, sitting down and eating her food. I walked back over to my seat while eyeing Tasha.

She narrowed her eyes at me, taking her knife and cutting through her chicken, its almost like she was imaging that the chicken was me or something. I swallowed hard finally taking a seat and playing around with my food, pretending to be eating when really I'm listening to their conversation.

"So, you say that you and Mathew met at a club?" Elena asked her,