She heard the car start and drifted over to the kitchen window.

Fred was driving past the house and Morgan Davis, their next-door neighbor, was just coming out of his own house.

Jennifer wondered if Carol Davis was as frustrated as she was. Fred and Morgan worked together and alternated driving into town. Carol couldn't have any more time with Morgan than Jennifer did with Fred, but Jennifer had never figured that frustration was one of the miseries that benefited from company. And maybe her friend Carol did not have such a powerful sex drive, either, although she certainly looked sexy enough.

Jennifer decided that she would ask her neighbor about her sex life. They were good friends and could speak openly of such matters.

She watched Morgan get in the car. The car moved off down the street. The next house in line was the Harrisons', and as she watched her husband drive past there Jennifer thought that Colleen Harrison must be lucky. At least she would be lucky for a while, because Colleen and her husband Bob were newlyweds who had just moved into the suburbs.

They must screw plenty, thought Jennifer, with envy.

What a difference a few years and a promotion could make to one's sex life, she thought wistfully.

Jennifer had always enjoyed plenty of sex before she was married. She had not exactly been a tramp, but she had been sexually liberated and gone to bed with a number of boyfriends and the odd one-night stand before meeting Fred. But she had fallen in love with Fred and been faithful to him during their courtship as well as after they were wed.

Nor did she want to cheat on him, but still… a woman needed dick and that was the truth. And if her husband couldn't supply it in abundance…

She wondered once again if she should have a love affair. The idea was exciting, certainly, but she was in two minds about it. She wanted to get fucked but she didn't want to start a love affair that would endanger her marriage. She wanted physical satiation without emotional ties.