As time grew by, Jessica was secretly pining for him and he was began seeing other women. He openly talked about them over the phone not realizing how...she felt about him. Jessica swallowed the huge lump in the throat. Her eyes misted with unshed tears at the moment. She could not digest the idea of him naked with another woman when she adored him in ways she could not understand. She secretly desired to be other the woman Jacob was seeing. She wished that she made that stupid wish on that. “Oh, I found her interesting to chat with, that’s all.” I frowned at the reply she gave me. “And what is so interesting you can’t tell me?” Elise looked at me and shrugged. “Nothing. I’m only getting to know some of your colleagues, that’s all.” She stared at me and that made me look away. “I hope it’s not a problem is it?” she asked. “Oh, no.” I smiled, even though I hated the idea of seeing my wife making friends with the woman I so much desired to fuck. But that was it. My hopes of coming. “Actually, I wanted to thank you for what you did for Lauren. When she got in last night, she was ... Well, she wasn’t exactly walking on air, but she wasn’t crying, which is a hell of a lot better than when she went out.”“All I did was get them in the same room. They worked it out themselves.”“But I don’t think anyone else could have gotten them in the same room. So, thanks. On her behalf. And mine. I don’t think I could have coped with her being depressed for weeks. Or months.” She paused and. Before she could respond the phone went dead. She got home and was furious that he would talk to her that way but at the same time the wet feeling was still there and she was actually contemplating what to wear. Saturday she was dressed by 5 pm she had fixed herself up to look stunning, the leggings looked great but she felt a bit embarrassed as there was absolutely nothing to the imagination in this outfit. She was in the bar at 6:15, she saw him enter and walk to her table and take a seat..