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About three weeks ago, my lovely husband informed me that he had invited his friend Mark and his wife for dinner that upcoming Saturday. Of course, he made all these plans without telling me. I wasn't extremely excited that I only had two days to figure out what to do for dinner, but just shrugged it off and went with it. I figured he would do most of the work anyway since he had invited them. Naturally as luck would have it, the day before, my husband arrived home from work and told me that he had taken an extra job for that Saturday to make some extra cash. I couldn't believe that he had done it. He knew that he had invited his friends over and was now going to leave me here by myself to do everything on my own. He knew that I really didn't like hosting people, especially when it was his friends. I became pretty enraged and let him know about it. It wasn't the first time that he had left me hanging to go make money. I knew the extra cash was always useful, but he did this a lot and I was getting tired of it. I knew it was a loss cause to sit and argue about it and just ended up going to bed.

The following morning, I got up and decided to play nice. I headed to the supermarket early in the morning and picked up everything that was needed for dinner. Once I was back home, I set everything up and proceeded to prepare the meal. I decided to make a roast, being that all I had to do was stick it in the oven for a couple of hours. I prepped everything and once I was done I headed into the bathroom to take a shower. After showering, I threw on a pair of yoga shorts along with a tank top with nothing underneath it. I had plenty of time before ...

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