“It's okay. I'm not busy now." Since Chantel was pregnant, she didn't want to do anything too strenuous. Like practicing dance, for example.

She was afraid it would hurt the baby.

When Chantel was about to cut the vegetables, Blair grabbed her hand and said, "I mean it. Out! out!"

Finally, Blair drove her out of the kitchen. Having been shooed out,

Yvette was sorting the things they bought at the supermarket. Seeing

Chantel, she smiled and said, "You should know the drill by now. Mom doesn't want help in the kitchen."

Chantel nodded helplessly and had to help Yvette with groceries.

The first thing Erica did after reaching her room was to tear open the drawer in the nightstand.

She took a look inside and her suspicions were immediately confirmed.

There was a box of condoms laying quietly in the corner of the drawer.

How did that get there? It must be Matthew's doing, but when? She didn't know.

She never used them before she got married. She knew nothing about them. Her friends around her were the same as her, knowing Little about sex and unwilling to discuss what they did know. No one described how a girl might feel when her partner used a condom.

So if Matthew used them secretly, she'd probably never know.

Erica wanted to cry. Resisting the urge to go straight to Matthew and confront him, she closed the drawer.

Matthew was nobody's fool. He knew something was bugging his wife, but he couldn't say precisely what. They were at dinner when he asked her, but she just said she was fine.

Matthew asked her a few more times, but all that did was annoy her. So he had to give up. He decided to leave it alone till everyone had retired for the night.

It was already eleven o'clock by the time Matthew strolled in to their bedroom.

Erica was playing with her phone on the bed. She'd turned up the thermostat, and only wore a black slip. It showed off her arms, legs, and curves quite nicely.

Seeing Matthew come in, she put down her phone and stretched out her arms to him.

"Hi honey, give me a hug."

She was pretty sure she knew, but she had to be sure. She had to seduce

Matthew, and then she'd have her answer as to whether he used condoms with her.

Matthew, confident, horny, and none-the-wiser, rose to the bait. He took her in his arms, and kissed her red lips.

That was exactly what Erica wanted. He was playing right into her hands. She kissed him back passionately.

He had planned on showering first but she seemed hot to trot. With it being offered to him, of course he took advantage of it. He folded his fingers in hers as he lay on top, pressing her into the bed.