To her husband’s phone.

Jennifer sees John’s phone on the counter and checks it quickly, looking to see if Pete has been in contact, and he hasn’t. Thank God. She did notice texts from numbers without contacts assigned, but that was normal. She had time to make this somehow right.

Jennifer cleaned up, putting away the wine bottle and her glass, and sat and waited for her husband to come back out.

Soon John was back in the living room, and it was get to of close to dinner time. He noticed his wife was not acting normally, but she didn’t seem interested in talking about it.

Jennifer was almost always bubbly and positive, but everyone is allowed to have a tough day, so John let it go.

They went out for dinner, as they usually did on Jennifer’s nights off, followed by some TV or a movie at home and sex. And sex with his wife had always been fantastic. Like porno movie fantastic.

Outside of the nights she worked, Jennifer was always in the mood as well. Always. She wanted sex every day she wasn’t working, usually before she went to work, outside of when she was on her period she wanted it every day.

The two of them enjoyed dinner, and when they got home John noticed that his wife was still feeling down. They watched her favorite movie on BluRay, and he had a couple of beers and she had some wine as they watched it while snuggling.

When the movie ended John kissed his wife, but while she returned it, she was not enthusiastic about it.

When they went to bed, John was surprised when his wife turned away from him, and he decided to give her some space.

They had had plenty of conversation that night, but it was all very superficial, nothing of any depth at all. John put his hand against her shoulder and felt her recoil, she seemed to be sad. Jennifer was never ever sad.

She didn’t sleep well again, having a vivid dream of her husband divorcing her and leaving her alone. In her dream she died an old woman, never meeting anyone again.

She woke up alone, having overslept and missed John leaving for work. She had to try to get this under control before she lost everything she cared about.

She loved sex, she wanted it all the time, more than her husband could keep up with. She had always justified who she fucked outside of her marriage, but she was now full of doubt.

She had never met anyone like her husband, and she didn’t want to lose him. And if his friend told John what he knew and showed him the pictures he had, John would be crushed and she would be divorced.

She had thought that including Peter in their newfound open marriage might convince him not to say anything, perhaps he would think it was just a part of it. But it wasn’t going to happen. John had given a flat no.

She thought about it much of the morning, and decided to go to Pete’s wife. They weren’t friends, but they were friendly. Maybe she could learn something from talking to Dianna, maybe she could seduce Pete’s wife and bring her into their bed first.

She had the whole day, she had to figure something out, things could not continue as they were.

She texted Dianna and invited her to lunch, and Dianna agreed after a delay, asking for a different day, but Jenn pushed for today and she finally agreed.

Jennifer got ready and headed out to meet her friend, making herself look good, hoping that her theory that all women had a little bit of lesbian in them to be true.