My ears are burning

As I sit here working, my ears are burning with humiliation. The two of them are out together, having fun, enjoying a glass of wine and goodness knows whatever else, and I’m stuck at my desk.

Mistress and I discussed the Tuesday coffee on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, and it wasn’t until Thursday that she ‘mentioned’ that he’d put his hand round Her waist and kissed Her on the cheek.

All I will ever know is what She chooses to tell me.

I wish I was the jock stud, wining and dining some gorgeous bimbo and putting my arms round Her, but I don’t want any other bimbo. I want Her.