Yellow streak...

As Doe towelled herself off she ran through things in her head. Should she confront him? Or quietly pretend she didn't know anything and carry on as "normal". Let's be honest they had enough problems already.

"Honey... I'm popping out to the shops we need a few things... give me a call if you think of anything...", John's voice intruded into her reverie.

"Wait", she called back but too late he had already closed the door.

She sat for a moment listening as John started his car and headed off. Doe stood up and walked naked to the mirror. She wasn't in bad shape was she?

She ran her hands over her body, she was still slightly flushed from her mild exertions in the shower and it gave her a very sexy look. Her hair pulled back off her face, she pouted her full lips, blowing herself a kiss in the mirror. She pinched her nipples and then trailed her hand hand gently down through the tiny landing strip just above her pussy. No she was in pretty good shape and it was a shame John seemed more interested in his PC. Maybe she needed to take things into her own hands...

She turned glanced at the phone.