While Jane and Veronica were having a good time, John dined with a few bottles of Jane's milk, and read a book.
While he was doing that, Chang Lequ and Svetlana Ljapunova knocked at the door.
"Hi, Lequ; hi, Svetlana. What's the matter?"
"Hi John. Where is Jane?"
"She must be spending the night with Veronica, the lingerie saleswoman."
"Oh! John, are you among the developers of this accounting application?" asked Lequ while showing him a laptop running it.
"Yes, I am. What's the problem?"
"It apparently classifies the transactions wrongly. Next week we have to file the tax return, and this mistake may cost us a lot of money."
"The issue has already been raised by other customers, and a patch has been issued a few hours ago. Let me download, install and test it." John did that, and the problem was solved.
Svetlana kissed John in the cheeks (while rubbing her 36F bust over his bosom) to thank him; Lequ simply shook his hands, and told Svetlana, "Bring the computer back to the studio, backup all accounting data and FTP them to our accountant β so he will be able to file the tax return tomorrow morning."
"Are you going to stay alone in John's house?" Svetlana replied, and Lequ rejoined, "I have to tell him something important, but I can do that in the garden, where all nuns may see us."
So John and Lequ sat in the garden, in their birthday suit, not caring about covering their genitalia, and Lequ whispered John, "John, your marriage is in danger."
"Why? I approved Jane's actions."
"The problem is not having sex with somebody else β the problem is that Jane chose to sleep with her lover and not with you.
The 'consortium' is going to crumble."
"Why sleeping with Veronica should be different from sleeping with you or other nuns?"
"John, please, don't be so blunt. Even if Jane wore a chastity belt, the very fact that she is willingly spending the whole night elsewhere and not with you should set off an atomic bomb, not just ring an alarm bell."