On the Anniversary, I Saw My Husband with His Mistress

On our wedding anniversary, I ran into my husband, Adam Walker, at a lingerie store. He was helping Laura Timber, who was already someone else's wife, pick out lingerie.

I tried to make a quick exit, but Laura grabbed my arm and waved a pair of couple’s underwear in front of me. "Hey, Jennifer Anderson, perfect timing. I used to buy Adam's underwear. He's bulked up quite a bit. Think this size will still fit him?"

I forced a gracious smile, picked up a skimpy piece of black lace, and tossed it at her face. "He likes this kind better."