Shower time

It's several minutes later as you're gently coming down from the high of orgasm that what you've agreed to slowly dawns on you. It wasn't just that Jane was going to continue her interaction with the attractive pilots, but this would commit you to taking another pill and spending another evening as 'Rose'.

While you're still recovering Rose has started up the shower.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up"

Still caught up in your post coital euphoria and your internal turmoil you follow your wife's instruction without resistance.

The shower in the bathroom was luxurious with plenty of space. Jane is waiting for you there, naked under the gentle downpour and beckoning you to join her. You do, unable to think up a reason to resist. You join her and she begins rubbing soap on your new body. It feels so intimate, her hands gliding up and down your smooth legs, over your back and tracing the outline of your curvy figure.

Her hands make it back up to your shoulders and she pulls you into a gentle, lazy kiss. There wasn't a ferocity here like there had been before, instead the feeling was playful, like a little secret that could be interrupted at any moment. Your thoughts about bringing up your concerns later were pushed to the back of your mind, contented just to enjoy the moment.

You feel like you've been on a euphoric cloud ever since returning from the bar last night and Jane keeps teasing you along. Part of you wants to object but you can't bring yourself to say no.