Happy Wife, Happy Life?

(Originally posted by Catfish)

Adam shut his eyes and imagined Jan as she'd been when he met her, in college, having just turned 20, petite, adorable, and agreeable.

He felt a throb of the power emanate from him.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Facing away from him, rinsing off dishes in the sink, stood a brunette woman, wearing the same outfit of a long-sleeve blouse and knee-length skirt that he'd seen Jan in a moment ago, but sized for her thin frame.

She shut off the water and turned around, and Adam's breath caught in his throat as he saw that it was indeed Jan, her age cut. He'd missed the sparkle in her eyes, the unlined face, the mouth that was actually smiling.

"Are you going back to bed?" this version of Jan asked, but now it sounded like concern rather than exasperation. She noticed the expression on her husband's face, and asked, "What is it?"

Adam took a couple of steps across the kitchen, grabbed Jan, and dipped her toward the floor as he leaned in for a long, sensual kiss.

The previous Jan would probably have been extremely upset, but when Adam brought this one upright, she laughed and gave him a playful punch in the chest. "You must not be that sick! Hey, if you want to just watch game shows all day, you don't need my permission."

"No, come back to bed with me," Adam said.

"I can't, silly, I have to get to work!" Jan exclaimed.

Adam made a frowny face.

Jan rolled her eyes and grinned. "Come on, I know you can keep it in your pants until the girls get home and can tide you over..." She leaned into his ear and said in a lower voice, "...and then after they go to bed, we can do something special."

She kissed him on the cheek and started to walk away. Adam was still trying to process what she'd said. "The girls -- tide me over?" he asked.

Jan had picked up her purse and car keys from where they'd been sitting on the kitchen counter. "Yeah, and I'm so happy you're finally fucking Jessica sometimes, in addition to Jamie. Our little girls are really growing up. See you tonight -- I should be home at the regular time."

She went out the side door into the garage, and Adam sat at the kitchen table, a bit stunned. It sure sounded to him like he regularly had sex with his daughters, with the knowledge and approval of his wife.