Everything seemed fine with my boyfriend Sal and me. Of course we had the occasional argument, but in general I was happy and content — until the day I found a pair of black silk panties that did not belong to me, stuffed behind the couch cushions at his house.

I didn’t confront him with them right away; I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. But after doing some research and a little spying, I came to the conclusion that my Sal had been a busy boy, pleasing two women at the same time. He thought his game had gone unnoticed, but as far as I was concerned it was about to come to an end.

One night about two weeks ago I went over to his place to confront my man and gain back my dignity. The lights were low in his house as I approached, and I could hear loud music coming from the living room. I... Leer Más