The Boss's Wife Called Me a Homewrecker

On our first day back from the holiday break, my boss’s wife stopped by the office with gifts.

She held a lipstick up to my lips, sizing it up.

"Cute shade," she said. "It’s the exact same color as the lipstick smudge on Henry’s collar."

The second she said that, the entire office went dead silent. Everyone stared at us.

"You can have this tube. Consider it a gift from me. After all—"

"Being a homewrecker is hard work."

As the target of her little speech, I was completely baffled.

Sure, I had gone to business dinners with my boss, but since when did that make me a mistress?