Katherine gets jealous

You pull into your driveway and see Katherine's car is already there. This isn't too surprising, she usually gets out of work before you. When you open the front door, you are greeted by the wonderful aroma of whatever your wife is cooking. Walking into the kitchen, you see Katherine standing at the oven with her back to you. You walk up to her and wrap your arms around her pulling her back into you.

"Hey, beautiful," you greet her as you kiss her on the cheek.

"Hey, handsome. How was your first day back?"

"It was kinda boring. Yours?"

"Not much more exciting, but it feels good to get back into the routine again."

"Hey, listen. I hope it's not a problem, but I invited Bridgette to join us for dinner." For the first time since you got home, your wife turns to face you. You can tell by the look on her face that she's not too thrilled by your news.

"Bridgette? Your beautiful partner, Bridgette? I thought you were in a strictly professional relationship with her."

"She's also my friend. She's in a bad place right now, and I was just trying to help her. Why are you so mad about this?"

"Why am I mad? This is our first dinner in our home as a married couple, and you're bringing a date!"

"This isn't a date, Katherine. I'm just helping a friend. I thought you could maybe just set her up on a date with one of your coworkers."

"You're right, James, I'm sorry. It's just that you spend every workday with this incredibly attractive woman, and you two are so close. I just keep getting the image of you with her in my head."

"Bridgette is my friend, but you are the person that I love. I have no interest in anybody else because I already have the perfect woman. Ever since I met you, all I can think at work is getting to see you afterwards. You have nothing to worry about with me and Bridgette, I would never want to ruin what you and I have."

"Thanks, honey. I trust you, I just don't know her well enough I guess."

"She's not like that, believe me." You've done your best to convince her, but you can tell she's still uneasy about the whole thing. Several minutes later, your doorbell rings. You open the door and see Bridgette standing on your porch. She is dressed casually, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. The jeans are skin tight, however, and the t-shirt is very low cut, showing off ample cleavage. She is also holding a bottle of wine.

"Hey, Bridgette. Come in."

"Thanks, James. I brought wine!" You take the bottle from her and thank her for the gift. Leading her into the house, you take her to the kitchen to greet your wife.

"Hi, Katherine. It's so nice to see you again."