My name is Abigail and I was relaxing by the pool when I got a call from my husband.
A co-worker of his was coming over to work late.
"What exactly does 'look wifey' mean?" I asked.
"You know..wear...something. You can't go around nekked in front of him."
"I guess he's right..but'look wifey!?', I'll show him." I muttered.
I got into my 'disguise' of baggy sweatpants and sweatshirt with a padded belt
that made me look fat.
I found a red polka dot skirt with a tight low-cut top that would show
alot of cleavage....for normal people.
But for me..not all that much.
A quick trip to my Grandma's for the 1950's hairstyle and I was set.
When the front door opened and my husband walked in...I thrust my chest out in greeting.
"Welcome home Dear." I tried to say sweetly.
"Hello wifey!" My husband said as he bent over to kiss my forehead.
I knew immediately what was going on. It was my husband’s co-worker that used the term 'wifey'.
"Sam..this is Abigale."
When I extended my hand to him, he d