Devious Wife
Devious Wife Gill and I had been married for less than a year when we moved into our first house. Our new neighbours asked us round for a drink and we hit it off immediately, even though they were some seven years older than us at thirty two. Within a few months Gill and Sally had become firm friends. Mike and myself got on well, but he played a lot of sport in his spare time, whereas I was a keen amateur painter. Our wives did most of the arrangements for supper parties and...