A Housewife Scorned

Aubrey’s on the phone with her husband, sounding bored as hell. “Clients were a pain, but I’m ready to see you,” she says. Winston drops the bomb—he’s stuck in another late meeting. She curses and hangs up. Seconds later her colleague rings. She’s spotted Winston out with another woman. Aubrey’s hands shake as she searches the web and finds the homewrecker: Mia, some perky mommy blogger who stays home with her tits on display. Aubrey watches clips, reads posts, and the anger boils over. She storms out, wrenching the front door so hard it rattles. TITLE She pulls up at Mia’s place, spots an open toolbox, and grabs a wrench. The door swings open and there’s Mia—dark hair, full natural tits pushing at her tank top—thinking Aubrey’s the plumber she called. “Come on in,” Mia says, all smiles. Aubrey steps inside, every curve tight with rage, ready to tear the bitch’s perfect life apart.