Chapter 6
Jack
After I’m dressed and thank Angel for a fantastic night, I find the key bowl where I left my keys last night. I am still fully aware of the game that Anna played on me last night and it does not sit well with me.
“She can find her own damn way home,” I mutter as I make my way to my SUV. If she wants to just do whatever the hell she pleases, then fuck her. So will I.
Jack: Hey, you…would you consider having breakfast with me?
Willow: Me? Where’s your wife?
Jack: She spent the night at a swinger party last night. She’s still there now.
Willow: Can you give me a half an hour? I need to take a quick shower and get dressed. I usually sleep in on most Saturdays.
Jack: Oh shoot. I didn’t mean to get you out of bed on your day off.
Willow: Don’t worry about it Jack. I will be happy to spend some time with you away from the office and have breakfast with you.
Jack: Okay…I’ll see you in half an hour
After I hung up, Willow sent me the address of her condo and the unit number. I had to laugh when I saw that it was only two blocks from the coffee shop I am at. My phone rang again. When I saw it was Anna on the line. I shut off my phone.
Anna
I fully expected to find Jack in room number 12 after I got up and got dressed just before 9am this morning. When I did not find him there, I went to the kitchen to see if he were there.
Roxy’s daughter Angel was there eating an English muffin and sipping on coffee. But Jack was nowhere to be seen.
“Did you spend last night with my Jack?” I asked angel softly. “Yes I did and it was the most wonderful experience I have ever had,” she answered with a huge smile and sparkles in her eyes. “Your husband is quite the stud,” she added.
“Do you know where he might be? I can’t seem to find him,” I inquired. “Yeah, he left a little more than an hour ago. He said something about you could find your own damn way home,” Angel told me. That sent a chill up my spine. Uh-Oh, did this little party cause a schism between us?
When I try to call Jack’s number, it rings twice and then goes dead. When I call back, I get the message that my call has been forwarded to a message service. Shit. That means he has turned off his phone for some reason. Again I get that chill.
When Bob and Roxy come into the kitchen, they ask me what’s wrong. Evidently they can see the concern all over my face.
“I think that the way I sprang this swinging thing on him last night may have backfired a bit,” I told my best friend.
“Well, did he go home last night?” Roxy asked warily. “No, according to Angel, he had the night of his life with her last night,” I answered. “Well, if he fucked my daughter all last night…what’s his problem?” Bob asked.
“I don’t know. I think he’s pissed about how I just dropped this in his lap without any warning,” a told him my best guess. He barely said a word on the drive over and then said nothing at all when I told him we were at a swingers party,” I added.
“I though you said you warmed him up for this,” Roxy said with surprise in her tone. “Well, I played a game with him where I pretended to be his gorgeous redhead secretary. I thought that it would be a good warm up for the party,” I confided.
“Geezus Anna. You didn’t tell him anything about swinging?
” Roxy gasped. “Well, last night after I dressed up like his secretary and fucked his brains out, I suggested that maybe we should take the next step. See others and check out swinging,” I told her defensively.
“Geezus, Anna…no wonder he’s pissed off at you.
Hell, I’m pissed off at you,” Roxy said.
“Damn Anna. You may have chased him off from the lifestyle for good,” Bob said softly. “How can that be? He spent the night fucking Angel…didn’t he?” I asked.
“Yeah, with him knowing you were upstairs getting fucked senseless, he probably told himself why not when he found Angel almost naked on his bed,” Roxy answered this time.
“Fuck,” I gasp as I see their point and see how bad I fucked up last night. “You best go home and find some way to iron this out with him or you may lose him forever,” Bob told me.
When I pointed out that Jack took the SUV and left me on my own, Roxy told me that she would drive me home after she showers and gets dressed. I wait nervously for her in the kitchen sipping coffee.
I am hoping that the fact that he had the time of his life with Angel last night might soften his anger enough that we can work this out. When I try his number again, it is still turned off.