John's Friends

[Note to readers. The story slows down again from here. The plot will thicken from chapter 15]

The doorbell rung again.

I exited the master bedroom to a surprise. Rob was nowhere to be seen and Rachel was dressed more appropriately. She donned a white button-up shirt and jeans. Her shirt's top button was undone to reveal the faintest hint of cleavage. Whilst this was a departure from her usual conservative self, it was a welcome change from the slutty, barely-there outfits that Rob would've wanted her to wear.

Rachel smiled at me, "I felt like you were feeling a bit down so I invited your friends over for a gathering."

My heart melted. Finally this woman had shown some level of intelligence.

"Thanks babe!" I gave her a kiss on the cheek, hurrying to the door.