Jenny slammed the bedroom door behind her, tears of rage and betrayal burning her eyes. The hurtful things she and Joe had screamed at each other kept playing in her head. Why did he have to sleep with Diane too, the one person she thought she could count on outside their marriage?
She threw herself on the bed, conflicting emotions churning within her. Part of her knew she was being unreasonable--after all, she had cheated on Joe first and repeatedly. If she could have her fun with Jason, why couldn't Joe pursue his own happiness too? But a deeper part craved the simplicity of when she was the sole focus of Joe's desire and couldn't bear this turn onto shaky new ground. Her jealousy was irrational, emanating from deep within making her lash out before she could process her emotions. There seemed no one she could speak to openly about the tangle she felt caught in. No one but the person at the heart of it...
Jenny wiped her eyes and grabbed her phone, tapping Jason's number before she could reconsider. He answered on the second ring.
"Jen? Everything okay?" At the concern in his voice, fresh tears sprang to her eyes.
"Not really," she said, hating the tremor she couldn't keep out of her tone. "Jason, I...I need to talk to someone and I didn't know who else to call."
"I'm here to listen," he said quietly. "Is it about Joe?"
The gentleness of the question undid her. Haltingly at first, then in a rush of words, she told him about the blowup with Joe and the hurt left in its wake. "I don't know how we got so messed up," she confessed. "I thought opening our marriage could fix the problems, but it's only made more. I miss how simple things were, but I'm afraid we can't get that back now."
Jason was silent for a moment. "The situation got more complicated than you planned," he said at last. "But the only way to know if you and Joe can work through it is by really talking it all out honestly. Apologize for your part in the hurt, listen to how he feels, and decide together if the relationship is something you both want to commit to improving."
His steady advice eased the turmoil churning within her. Jason was right--the only way forward was to face what had happened with open eyes and open hearts. She needed to apologize and be honest with Joe about how she felt.
"Thank you," she said softly. "I needed to hear that."
"You're welcome," Jason said. "I hope you're able to work things out, whatever is the right answer for you both. Take care, Jenny."
Jenny ended the call with gratitude for Jason's support and a readiness to do what she had to for her marriage. She hoped her talk with Joe would go as smoothly, but the way she acted, maybe this time he would not forgive her. Maybe she had gone too far.
She wiped her eyes and went looking for Joe, but the house was silent. A sense of dread filled her as she walked through the empty rooms. Joe's car was gone from the driveway, and when she checked her phone, there was a text from him:
Staying at a friend's for a couple days. We both need some space.
Jenny sank onto the couch, fresh tears escaping. She couldn't blame Joe for needing a break from the hurt and anger between them, but his absence left an ache in her chest. If only she could go back and undo her mistakes.
For now though, sleep was what she needed after an emotionally and physically grueling shift. Jenny dragged herself upstairs and collapsed into bed, too drained to dream. She only hoped that when she and Joe came back together, it would be to start mending the rifts and rebuilding what they once had. If he still wanted that too...there was so much riding on the conversation ahead.
The days after the blowout with Joe dragged for Jenny, leaving her in a crap mood. Work at the hospital was the only distraction from replaying their vicious fight and the hurt that came after. She didn't need Diane or Jason up in her business so she kept her head down and stayed out of their way, buried herself in her work and took extra shifts.
It was after her shift when she was alone in the shower that she felt the worst. Memories of how they got into this mess in the first place kept coming back, making her feel guilty and dirty.
The sex had been crazy hot, she could not deny it, but was it worth the cost? She closed her eyes, the warm water sluiced over Jenny's chubby curves as she stood under the shower spray, trying to wash away the lingering guilt. Joe cooking for her, making her laugh, picking her up from work. Joe's sweet eyes filling up with lust as she recounted her sex escapades with Jason... How his veiny brown cock twitched and jumped when she told him she loved a big white cock. She loved that feeling of having his complete attention like a little puppy begging her for more. She had felt so powerful, sharing openly her lust for Jason's fat dick and painfully handsome face...Her dark nipples pebbled, her hairy pussy grew slick with arousal. Before she realized what she was doing, she had grabbed the shower head, aiming the powerful jet at her swollen clit.
The intense pleasure weakened her gymnast-thick legs, but she kept the stream centered on her exposed flesh. Her free hand slid between her legs, filling her hairy sodden cunt.
She went to the highest setting, running the powerful jet side to side right over her clit. Each time the jet went over her pussy, a jolt of pleasure made her weak in the knees and forced a gasp and moan out her mouth, "hmm, oh, baby" she cooed. Soon she was furiously shoving most of her left hand in her wet hole as her right moved left to right in a blur, flicking her swollen exposed clit with the strong stream of water. It didn't take long for her pussy to clamp down on her hand, her short thick legs giving out on her. Her vision went a bit dark as she fell on her ass, her orgasm making her incapable of staying standing. She lowered the setting and slowly washed off her hairy pussy and her fingers while sitting down.
She needed to get Joe back, but at the moment she couldn't get a read on where his head was at, and damn if that didn't kill her. He had always been so patient and kind, she didn't know how to react to his full blown anger.
***
Jason could see plain as day something was up with Jenny, but she wasn't talking to him or anyone else from the looks of things. While the drama between Jenny and her husband wasn't any of his business, not really, him being part of how things went sour in the first place didn't sit right. Maybe if he and Joe talked straight up, got everything out in the open, it might at least help Jenny get over whatever she was struggling with. So with Jenny pulling extra shifts to keep busy, Jason decided to swing by their house, hoping he and Joe could have a talk, man to man. Luck was with him--Joe's car was in the driveway and the house showed signs of someone home. But Jason felt nerves twist his stomach heading to the door, not sure what kind of welcome he'd get.
