Bikini Wife Cheated on Her Young Intern
Language: en
Just before our honeymoon flight, my wife turned. "I forgot my bikini. I'll buy one. Wait here." Six hours later, I received a steamy video. It was my wife in a red bikini, making out with a male intern in our ocean-view suite. I called her. "Where exactly did you go shopping?" Her voice was flat. "Work came up. I went back to the office. We'll honeymoon later." In the background, I heard the intern's whistle. "Some arranged husbands really don't know their place. They think money makes them untouchable?" A cold laugh broke from me. Did money make me untouchable? We were about to…