Talking is the only answer...

She picked up the phone and started to dial John but half-way through she stopped, "What was she going to say?".

Pulling the towel up over her boobs she dialled Louise, her neighbour and best friend.

20 minutes later she was sat next door at the kitchen counter with a coffee and pouring out the story to Louise who stood there with her mouth open as she described the pictures she had seen on John's computer.

"Oh, I'm sorry honey", whispered her friend putting her arms around Doe and hugging her. "you told me that you guys were struggling but..."

"The thing is...", interrupted Doe, "a bit of me was actually turned on by the whole thing. I don't know what to do.."

Louise stepped back and looked at her friend. "You know you are a beautiful and smart woman, most men would be falling over themselves to be with you..."

She smiled enigmatically, "I do have one idea that might help..."