It's not over, but Jack is winning.

Morgan was so relaxed and satisfied that she had forgotten to be mad at Nelson. She greeted him with a warm smile and hug, even planted a tender kiss on his cheek leaving him more than a little confused with a quizzical expressing marring his face. Nelson had been fully expecting her to rip him a new one, but Morgan didn't have it in her. She felt too goo and wasn't about to ruin that by starting an argument with her husband.

Nelson was still sitting in the kitchen

"How's your hangover?" She asked pleasantly as the fresh smell of coffee lured her over to the pot so she could make herself a cup.

"It, uh, it's going away?" He asked still lost for words as to her lack of anger. "Uh..." He began, but Morgan continued.

"Good." Morgan finished stirring her coffee before turning around and leaning against the counter to face him. "I'm going to get changed and have a shower, then I'm going for a run okay?" She took a sip.

"Oh, uh, okay." Nelson nodded. "Sure."

Morgan smiled and bounced away. Nelson watched her curiously and nervously. Shaking his head he returned to his own coffee.

"I thought for sure she was going to lay into me." He whispered to himself. "Somehow this feels worse. Like she didn't even care." Nelson sipped his coffee before deciding to follow after her.

By the time Nelson caught up with Morgan she was already in the shower. He lightly knocked on the slightly opened door.

"Morgan?" Nelson called out.

"Yeah? What is it, Sweetie?" Morgan returned.

"Mind if I come in?" He asked.

"Sure? What's up?" She called back.

Nelson pushed the door open and slowly entered, still unsure of how to proceed. He had more than a few questions he wanted to ask about why she wasn't laying into him so he paused and leaned against the door frame for support. Morgan showered and remained with her back towards the door.

"You don't seem mad." Nelson eventually sputtered.

"Why would I be? I still have a job." Morgan scoffed and while it did bother her, she could freely admit she wasn't mad. People make mistakes, even willingly and repeatedly. She smiled to herself recalling one such event with a stranger at Nelson's company Christmas party. "A shame I won't see them any more." She muttered to herself. "Besides, Nelson, you're a grown ass man. I'm sure you'll figure it out." She added encouragingly.

Nelson's eyes widened. It wasn't that Morgan never praised him or ever truly disrespected him directly, it was the way she said it. She didn't sound unconcerned necessarily, but she didn't really sound all that worried about it at all.

"Things could get tight, but I can cover us until then too." She continued unabated. "So while I don't really care for your performance last night, it's not like you do this all the time." She wasn't lying, of the two of them Morgan was the drinker. "I can forgive that. You lost your job, me berating you about that and how you behaved certainly won't help." She shrugged. "Take a day and recover."

"Oh-okay." Nelson smiled. "Thank you, honey. I mean that." He added.

"Close the door please." She called out.

"Sure thing." Nelson returned, shutting the door as he left his wife to her shower.

Nelson couldn't believe how well that had gone. He felt a sense of relief as he wandered back down stairs. His mind had been awash with a myriad of scenarios of how that conversation was going to go and 'good' was not one of them.

Morgan waited for the door to close before turning to look back to ensure Nelson had actually left. Biting her lip she turned her attention back to what she wanted to do. Sliding her hands down over her breasts as she faced her phone with a wide grin and a wink.

"Missing it. ;) " Morgan had texted the video to Jack.

Once her phone confirmed it had been sent Morgan resumed touching herself. Pressing her palms into her massive pillows, she closed her eyes as she returned her thoughts to the bathroom floor and the stranger who had wanted her so bad. Morgan's slender tips pinched and tugged on her thick nipples. Her phone's screen flashed with a new message from Jack.

"My girlfriend Rachel wanted to say hi" the text read as the video played.

Morgan's face flushed a deep crimson as she watched Jack's girlfriend do what she was supposed to be doing. Now she was mad, not because he was obviously with another women, but because she was being deprived of his dick and he was metaphorically rubbing it in her face. However, her anger evaporated against her growing arousal. She wanted to join them.

"She said you could join us." Another message and another video but now he was fucking her.

Morgan's fingers quickly plunged into her drooling folds as she watched her husband's friend fucking his girlfriend, one hand braced itself against the bar to hold her up.

"Fuck." She gasped softly as she finger-fucked herself, but it was clear what was actually driving her over the edge. "Oh god yes!" She whined as her hips bucked against her palm, her fingers hooked as they slid in and out of her delicate folds.

Morgan felt cheated on and the thrill of that jealousy exploded over the dark tiles beneath her, the water quickly washing away her spurting juices.

"Sorry for the delay. Was relieving myself. I'm in." Morgan sent a new video back once her composure returned.

"Great. She says you're staying over and so make up some dumb shit for Nelson." Jack returned.

"Ok." Morgan texted as she began to assemble a viable lie. "Hm... ...I'll keep this simple..." She said to herself as she stepped from the shower.

"So all the girls are throwing Rachel a bit of surprise sleep-over party for her birthday." Morgan had just finished weaving her little lie.
"Oh, ah... ...uh do you have to go?" Nelson winced unsure if he should even dare to ask, then shook his head once he saw her brow rise above the other. "Never mind that. I just wish I had known about this." He shrugged.

"I knew you'd forget. You never take an interest in my work at all and it shows." She admonished him.

"I-I'm sorry, you're right I don't. Go, have fun. Text me when you get there okay?" Nelson caved.

"I will. You rest and try to get your strength back." Morgan was all smiles now as she slung her overnight bag onto her shoulder. "I love you, honey." She leaned over him and placed a kiss on his lips.

Nelson closed his eyes and nodded softly as he felt those soft warm lips press against his own he was reminded of who he had married and at least partly why. Her lips drew him in every time.

"Take care." She offered before quickly ducking out.

Nelson could hear the side door slam and then only a moment later he heard a car door shut. He could tell she was definitely rushing and when he glanced at the clock it was almost four.

"She probably doesn't have much time to get there." He wondered aloud as he heard her pull away, his internal reverie having blocked out the sound of her starting the car.

Sighing, Nelson closed his eyes and attempted to get comfortable on the couch. His body still ached, but his head had stopped pounding. He wished he had asked Morgan to stay, but sleep claimed him before he could wonder any more about it.