Chapter 4
Jack
Margo look a bit bedraggled as she come up the walkway. She looks clean. Her hair is in a pony tail and she has no makeup on. Otherwise, she looks mostly normal.
Margo kisses me on the cheek when she first comes into the house. “I have a confession to make,” she announces as she pulls an envelope out of her purse.
Margo
“I didn’t tell you the truth yesterday I say as I hand him the envelope.
“Inside you will find a thousand dollars for the three hours of modeling I did yesterday,” I lied.
“And before you get angry, the photos that I modeled for yesterday has set me up with two lingerie contracts for companies that want a pretty brunette to model their lingerie.” She informed me.
I have already been offered four grand for the shoot I did today. “Four grand for one day of work?” Jack gasped. “But…you’ll be modeling lingerie. Won’t some of that be see through?” Jack balked a bit.
“So what Jack? The ads are meant to sell products. I can’t control if some perverts use the layouts to get off. Besides. You are the only one who gets to touch my body and have sex with me,” I claim. That seems to calm Jack down.
“Now for the bad news.” I announce. I was a bit sick just after lunch today. Mostly just an upset stomach. But the real bad news is that I have somehow gotten a yeast infection. That means it will be a week or so before we can have sex,” I tell my lie so I can rest my pussy and ass.
“Oh sweetie. Let me draw you a hot bubble bath. That should sooth you some and help your body to heal,” Jack suggests. Yeah! That is exactly what my sore puss and ass needs. “That would be wonderful honey,” I answer.
Again I am filled with guilt as my wonderful husband fills the bathtub to take care of me. So far I have cheated on him twice. Or does each man constitute a single cheat? That would mean I have cheated on Jack five times if you count two days in a row with Brandon.
After Jack goes to the kitchen to put a frozen lasagna into the oven, he comes back into the bathroom and kneels by the tub. Shampooing my hair and giving me a delicious scalp massage.
There are tears flooding down my cheeks now because I have cheated on such a wonderful man. “Oh dear! Did I get shampoo in your eyes,” Jack gasped when he saw the tears. “No baby, Those are tears of joy because I have a husband who takes such good care of me.
While Jack was down in the kitchen, I took the 90 minute video out of my purse from the sex video today and put it in a shoe box at the far bottom corner of my closet with the video from yesterday.
The title of the new video is called, “The Wayward Housewife Files.” I feel a shiver since that is exactly what I am right now.
Now, to my horror, I feel the sand in my pussy that is a sure sign that I really do have a yeast infection. Karma getting even for my misdeeds. Karma for claiming I had the curse. Oh well, I will go get an antifungal medicine to treat it with tomorrow.
As I am drying off from the bath, I remember that I have some medicine left over from the last time I had the curse. It cured me in a couple of days. But I still needed a cream to kill the odor.
“Things might not be so bleak,” I announce as I come into the kitchen.
“I just remembered that I have some medicine left from the last time I had this shit,” I told my husband who was taking dinner out of the oven.
“I should be better in two or three days,” I tell him cheerily.
I feel better when I finally see a smile on Jack’s face.
Before I left Brandon today, I told him that I would only be available to him on Saturday’s from now on. I will give up my shift at the Makeover salon and let someone make that extra money. Hell, I’ll be making more on Saturdays than I make in two weeks at the salon.
Now I have to come up with an “Operation Jack.” Some way that I can do the Saturday thing without overwhelming guilt and regret. Someway to make Jack so happy that it will alleviate my guilt and worries.