We were supposed to go out for dinner. Something nice. Fancy restaurant, nice food. It was going to be a wonderful, much needed romantic evening with my girlfriend. Or so I thought. Then I hear the doorbell ring, that's odd? We weren't expecting packages today. Moans of ecstasy follow. Did someone come over? Is she having an affair? If you consider an intimate encounter with a large meatlovers pizza an affair, then she was definitely having an affair.

I was aware of her weight gain , the number on the scale has been slowly and steadily rising since we moved in together. I didn't ... Show more