I replied as I slowly made my way over to Wendy, pretending to be interested in the models on display. Step by step, I moved closer until I was standing right beside her.
Then, I raised my voice. "I'm just looking for something that'll make it easy for my cheating wife and her student to have some fun."
I heard the sound of a chair scraping the floor behind me. Turning around, I saw Wendy, her face streaked with tears, staring at me in shock.
"Landon...what are you doing here?" she stammered.
"Isn't this my dear wife, Ms. Soap, the youngest professor at Sunrise University? What's the matter? Why are you crying?"
I asked, feigning surprise as I reached out, pretending to wipe away her tears.
I had to admit. Wendy's beauty was unparalleled. Her soft curls were tied up in a youthful ponytail, and even in a simple white dress, her skin looked smooth and radiant, almost glowing. Her beautiful face made her age impossible to guess.
But despite her sweet, innocent appearance, her body was undeniably seductive. Her dress clung tightly in all the right places, accentuating her curves.
Before I could touch Wendy, Aron slapped my hand away.
"Don't touch her!" he shouted.
"You're Aron, right? I remember you. You've had dinner at my house before."
"You're the one making Ms. Soap cry! How dare you come here!"
Aron's face twisted with anger as he pointed at me, shouting, while Wendy tried to hold him back.
"Landon, what...what are you talking about? Cheating? A student?"
Wendy was much quicker on her feet than Aron, immediately seizing on the critical point.
"Oh, that. My boss's wife is a teacher too, and it turns out she's been caught cheating with one of her students. So my boss asked me to help him find a new apartment for her."
Wendy's face went pale, and people around us started to whisper and exchange curious glances.
"Is the boss into something kinky?"
"Seems like a decent guy, though."
"Poor guy, he's got it rough..."
Wendy, unsure whether I was telling the truth or hinting at her situation, decided to play dumb.
"So, Wendy, why are you here? And with a student, no less? Could it be... that you've got something going on too?"
Four
"Ms. Soap has been saving her money for years, and you just blew it on a motorcycle, then handed over forty thousand dollars as a tip to the saleswoman."
Aron suddenly chimed in before Wendy could respond.