Confessions of a Cheating Wife (9)

A second chance doesn't mean anything if you did not learn from your first.

I sat across the table from Osas a few hours later at our favorite spot.

When we were dating, we came here every weekend. Ace & Spades was a nice restaurant and lounge. It was located in the downtown area of the city. It was a four-star restaurant that served delicious food and was known for its excellent cocktail. We enjoyed Hip Hop Thursday, R & B Friday, and Saturday Dancehall. The city shut Ace & Spades down about two years ago after a deadly shooting outside the restaurant. It killed a woman who was celebrating her bridal shower. It took a while for the business to recover from the scandal. When it reopened, the crowd changed and leaned towards college kids. The grown and sexy had taken their business to a different spot called The Underground.
He dressed casually and looked dapper in a white long-sleeved shirt and a pair of navy-blue jeans. I ordered a Long Island and slowly sipped on it.
I was wearing a red, lacy corset inside my black leather jacket and black jeans. I knew he liked what he saw. Red was my favorite color. I had a flower tattoo on my left breast. It was visible as my C cup bosom heaved through the red corset giving him a good view.