
My Boss’s Husband Was Convinced I Was His Mistress — I Played Along and Lost It When He Showed Me Proof
The sizzling sound of burgers on the grill and the rich smell of barbecue sauce filled the air as I stepped through Jill’s front gate. It was my first company barbecue, just three months after I started my new job. Honestly, I was impressed by Jill’s hosting skills—she knew how to throw a great party. The late summer sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows across her perfectly trimmed lawn. I saw coworkers lounging in camp chairs, balancing paper plates on their laps, chatting and laughing. “Liz! You