A meal interrupted

Morgan had been preparing dinner when Nelson had returned from work. She was chopping up some peppers when she heard his car pull in. A twinge of excitement rumbled her belly as she hadn't heard word one from him all day. Jack was the only one who had responded and it had put a bit of a bounce in her step.

"So what was this all about?" Nelson asked the moment he stepped through the door waving his phone around for emphasis.

"Oh, hi honey, how was your day? Mine was great. Really? Yes. I love you too." Morgan turned away from the pot as she dropped her peppers in to fix her husband with a steely glare. "Are you seriously upset about that?"

"..." Nelson looked about to say something but all he did was close his mouth, his brow furrowed as paused mid-stride, his thunder stolen.

"Well? You don't like it when your wife sends you naughty videos? Because I certainly don't have to fucking send you anything."

"W-hy are you so mad about this?" Nelson dared, though he remained absolutely still.

"You left me on fucking read dipshit. That's why. My own fucking husband. Do you not find me attractive?" Morgan challenged.

"W-oh my, no. I mean, I do! I love you! You're gorgeous!" He pleaded.

"So why the fucking attitude?" Morgan turned to fully face him, her hands on her hips.

"It was a long day. I guess I just got frustrated, partly because of work and partly because I couldn't be here to play with you." He held his hands up. "Dinner smells great." He added with a weak smile.

"Don't ever do that to me again. If I send you something naughty, go to the bathroom and respond. Let me know what you think. I know we don't always spend a whole lot of time together but this shouldn't be a problem." Morgan warned.

"I get it, I understand what you mean." Nelson sighed. "Can I have a kiss maybe?"

Morgan narrowed her eyes and regarded him momentarily before embracing her husband and mashing her lips against his own. Nelson moaned into the kiss as her body leaned against his. It had been some time since they had engaged in such passionate contact. When she finally broke the kiss, Nelson was pitching a tent and wearing quite the smile.

"Go get cleaned up. Dinner's almost ready." She smiled and swatted him on the ass causing him to jump.

Nelson laughed and trotted up the stairs to do as requested while Morgan turned her attention back to the fried rice. Her phone vibrated with a message but she chose to ignore it as she was attempting to toss the rice up. The second and third notifications would pull her away though.

"What the hell is going on now?" She asked herself as she snatched her phone off the counter.

"Hey baby." Jack's first message read. "What're you wearing? Care to take it off and get a little nasty with me?" Morgan smiled as she read his final message.

"Can't about to eat dinner with Nelson." She texted back.

"Boo." Came Jack's immediate response. "Tell him you have to pick up a friend."

"What? No. You can wait." Morgan asserted.

"No I can't and I thought you wanted this." Jack sent.

"That's not the point." Morgan returned.

"It kind of is. Come by. We'll be waiting." Jack's message read.

"We? We who?" Morgan asked but didn't receive a response.

Sighing she looked back at her dinner and pulled it off the heat. It was ready, but Nelson wasn't going to be happy. She heard the shower kick on up stairs and made her way to the bathroom.

"Hey, babe?" Morgan called.

"Yeah?!" Nelson shouted through the shower.

"I have to go pick up Imani. Her car broke down." Morgan lied as Jack had told her to.

"Oh? Shit okay. Tell her I said hi, and uh, sorry!" Nelson offered.

"I will. Dinner's on the stove. I don't know how long I'll be." Morgan said.

"Oh okay. Well drive careful and I love you." He called out.

"I love you too." Morgan returned before quietly shutting the bathroom door.

With a knot of excitement resting in her stomach Morgan charged down the stairs and out to her car. She had tried to resist Jack, but she didn't have that in her. Jack however could be in her and that was something she actually wanted.