A Good Day

The rest of the day, Sarah felt like her old self. She'd found a way to manage the glory hole without compromising herself too much. She was finally able to focus on her work again, and managed to make some progress on her book. It was like old times.

At dinner that evening, Sarah said, "Al, I've been thinking. I really appreciate how supportive you've been lately. And I feel like I owe you one because you were so embarrassed at work. If you wanted to stop by the glory hole during my shift, I wouldn't mind." She smiled at him.

"I... uh... ok, that sounds nice," he said. He looked down at his plate.

At once Sarah knew. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "You already did, didn't you?"

He looked at her. "Yes, I did," he confessed. "And you know what? I think it's totally fine! You're my wife, if you're going to suck anybody's dick, it should be mine!"

Sarah blushed. "I still think you should have asked first," she said. "You know how terrible this made me feel."

"Me too," he said. He got up and took his plate to the kitchen.

They didn't talk the rest of the night. They were both too angry.