They avoid each other

"I'm... going to go take a shower." Brian said. "Let's just... let's just never talk about this again."

Jessie nodded, and the pair left the bed. Mrs. Goodman peeked out into the hall. "The coast is clear." she whispered, and he crept out, and ducked into the bathroom. A few seconds later, she heard the shower begin to run.

Brian leaned against the door of the shower. He wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry, he could have ruined his marriage with one stupid mistake.

Forget it, he had to get rid of his stupid hard on. He grabbed his penis and began stroking it, trying not to imagine Jessie in front of him. It was an accident, he reminded himself, she wasn't attracted to him, she just couldn't see that he wasn't her husband. This just made him imagine her blindfolded. He tried to dispel the image, but eventually gave up, and jacked off, imagining his new neighbor, a married woman, having sex with him blindfolded. He shot his load on the wall, great big sticky globs of cum that he imagined shooting off onto Jessie's belly and chest.

Meanwhile, Jessie herself had caught up with her husband. Nick had started a pot of coffee brewing, and she walked over to him.

"Hey baby," he said, "Did you sleep well?"

"Oh, yes, of course!" It was a weird reply, but he didn't notice.

"Me too. I'm horny as fuck though."

"Nick!" she said, shocked.

"Come on, aren't you?"

"Well... yes." she admitted, not saying what her own arousal came from.

"See?" he said, and kissed her. His hand was on her ass, but all she could think about was how guilty she felt about the sex she had the night before. The wonderful sex, with a very attractive man with a great body and wonderful cock.

There was a noise behind her, and she broke off the kiss and turned to see Phoebe. She was looking at them, and Jessie was acutely aware that their kiss had been more than half way to a hot and heavy make out. Still, at least she probably wouldn't suspect her of cheating after seeing that, no matter how embarrassing it was.

"Would you like some coffee?" Nick asked.

Phoebe started a bit, she had been staring a little. "Yes please." she said, and he quickly poured her a cup, and handed it over. Phoebe took her coffee with a little milk, and poured it herself.