You just couldn’t believe that i am a bus driver

When you look at my Wife, you just couldn’t believe that i am a bus driver. It wasn’t always this way of course - although I have been a driver for all of my working life, Doreen was my faithful little Missus and was happy with the wages i brought in, that is until she took that little job up in the West End of London working for Darrien.

What she and i didn’t know was that Darrien, who is a big Black record producer, had just finished with his Girlfriend who had just gone back to her husband to bring up the baby. So that was the situation until one morning he told my Doreen that he could make something of her if she just let him smarten up the way she dressed.

That was the start. Within two days she was dressed like a model, talked like a model and moved in a wide circle of wealthy friends. Three days later she didn’t come home from work and made an excuse that the trains had stopped working - which was a lie. When i asked her if Darrien was ‘bedding’ her at least she was honest and told me that he had - and would be regularly in the future.

So that’s where we are at the moment. My Wife Doreen is the Mistress of a powerful Black Stud. She comes home to me once a week to check if i am holding up okay but most nights she is with her Lover with her legs wide open. I had better go now however; Doreen has just arrived at the house in the car Darrien has bought her and she seems to have something on her mind. Could it be anything to do with the fact that she left her pills in the bathroom cabinet i wonder?