The Next Morning

Reader: this is the second part of the series Bisexual Affair with Married Couple. This takes place the next morning after the My First Night with Ed story. Hope you enjoy and leave feedback.

I woke up the next morning, adjusting my eyes to the filtered sunlight that filled the spacious bedroom. I rolled over, hoping to find my lover in bed with me, my hard cock looking for a warm hole to start the day in. But the bed was empty, and I needed to pee as well, so I rolled out of bed and made my way over to the ensuite bathroom.

I stopped to look at my naked body in the large mirror above the twin sinks, noticing the bottle of lube and empty condom wrapper still sitting out on the counter. After I finished, I thought about using the toothbrush on the electric charger but took a scoop of water in my hand and just rinsed my mouth with water instead.

As I emerged from the bedroom, I could hear music faintly coming from the main area down the hallway, while the aroma of coffee filled the air. I walked down the hallway, and as I entered the main living area, I could see Ed lounging at the kitchen bar in a robe, reading the Sunday Tribune. He looked up from his paper as he heard me walking towards him, entering the sun drenched kitchen area.

"Good morning," he said, folding up the newspaper in his hand and rising from the barstool to meet me, opening his arms and welcoming me into a warm embrace that I entered happily. He broke the hug and gave me a quick peck on my left cheek as he released me and returned to his seat.

"I hope you slept well, you looked so cute this morning when I woke up," he added, picking up the discarded paper. He was in a very chipper mood, and didn't seem to be wearing any of the effects of his alcohol consumption from the previous night.

"Yeah, I did," I replied, walking around the counter towards the coffee machine. There was also a plate of fruit and some croissants laid out next to an empty coffee mug. "That sun is brutal in the morning though; I can't believe you're able to sleep in there."

"Ah, yeah, that's true. The first thing my wife did when we bought this place was to have electric blinds installed. We have them throughout the place actually, we get some really bright reflections off the other buildings at certain times of the year. I was a little, um, worse for the wear last night or I would have closed them before I went to sleep."

"Yeah, you passed out on me pretty quickly," I added with a slight chuckle, holding a now filled coffee cup in my hand, but looking around for cream.

"You wore me out last night" he said from behind the pages of the Business section.

"Last night was incredible," I replied, walking around the counter behind him and placing my hands on his shoulders. I leaned in and whispered into his ear, "I was hoping you'd still be in bed when I woke up." I took my left hand off his shoulder and slid it down his open robe to find his naked, hairy chest.

"I usually wake up so horny in the morning," and brought my right hand across and squeezed his nipple slightly, Ed opening his mouth, emitting a slight moan in response.

He set the paper on the counter and turned in his chair to face me, both of his hands instantly dropping to my hardening cock, as both of his hands started to fondle my rising erection and balls.

"I love your cock, Tom," he said to me, looking me in the eyes, his hands continuing their ministrations on my cock and balls. "Mmm, and I'm definitely going to ride this big thing again before you leave," he continued before suddenly removing his hands from me. "But let's have some coffee and relax a little first, I have a couple ideas I think you'll like," and he turned back away from me, and picked up the newspaper again.

I pouted briefly, and realizing this wasn't going to have its desired effect on Ed, picked up my coffee and walked back around to the other side of the counter. "Do you have any half and half?" I asked him.

"Yeah, there's some in a bottle in the fridge. I take my coffee black, so I didn't get any out. But my wife keeps some in a bottle in there, red lid."

"Like your coffee like you like your men, huh?" I said playfully, opening the meticulously managed refrigerator and finding a small glass bottle with a red lid labeled 'cream' that I pulled out.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Nothing, just a dumb joke," I responded, adding a pinch of cream to my coffee and returning the bottle to the fridge. I walked back to the counter, so I was facing the newspaper he held to his face. "I was making an inference that since you like black coffee, you also like black men."

"Ahh," he said from behind the paper, no amusement in his tone. "Never been with a black guy. Why? Is that your thing?" he added, shuffling the paper loudly as he changed pages.

"No, me neither." I replied, letting a silence fill the space before adding, "I like older white guys I can call, 'daddy', remember?"

He tucked the corner of the page so I could see his face, "Yes, I remember," and flipped the page fully open again. "It hasn't come up, as such, for me just yet. But who knows, maybe in the future?" He folded up the paper and put it on the counter in front of him. "This is relatively new for me, at least playing with guys one-on-one is new. My wife and I attended a couple sex parties in the past where I played with some of the men there, but these were mainly guys my age or so. I've only had a few one-one-one experiences, and you're the youngest guy I've been with by quite a margin. Only guy I've spent the night with, too."

"Wow, I feel really honored," I replied, not sure exactly what to say. "I enjoyed last night a lot; I hope this isn't a one-night thing. I live alone, you could come over to my place if you think your wife is going to be an iss..."

"No, no," he chuckled a little, "my wife is fully aware that I brought you home and you spent the night last night. That won't be an issue at all. She's the one who has been encouraging me to explore my bi side more, she wants me to find someone I can be with like this and not go out to parties or a string of random guys I find online, there's a lot of risk in that given my profession and our social friends."

"Yeah, I get that, must be a little scary you'll pick-up somebody from work or something?"

"Exactly," he responded. "I've got to be a little careful with who I solicit, I don't need the partners in my firm or my family finding out about this."

"And your wife's just cool with you fucking other guys?" I asked rather abruptly.

"This isn't a 'new' thing for me, it's something she's been aware of since we were first married. I used to sneak off to an adult bookstore and meet men there. But as I rose professionally, and attention drew to places like that, I couldn't use those anymore. She was the first person to fuck my ass," he continued. "She has a strap-on and a series of dildos she uses on me. And then she found these sex parties for us: discreet affairs, everyone's wearing an eye mask. A lot of those parties are set-up for the guys who like guys -- and the women who like women -- to play, so I got more experience with men through those parties. But over the last year or two is the first time we've talked about me finding a partner I could see regularly."

"Wow, that's really cool," I replied. I did think it was a very progressive outlook on a relationship. I hadn't talked with anyone deeply with this type of relationship dynamic before.

"So is your wife into other women, then?" I asked.

"No, not really... oh, because of what I said about the parties?" he added, the light-bell going off as to why I asked the question. "No, that's not her thing."

"Soo... what is her thing?" I asked.

"She likes watching. mostly. She went to those parties to watch other people have sex." he continued. "Sometimes she'll join in, mainly because she's really horny and needs to get fucked. But most times she just watches. And directs, she likes to be in charge"

"Directs?" I asked inquisitively, "That's pretty hot. Does she watch you with other men?"

"Sometimes, but not always. That's who I took that video for last night. She told me this morning she watched it last night and masturbated along to it. She had a 'date' last night but they didn't show up, so she needed the release."

"That sucks," I said, setting my coffee down onto the counter. "Is she coming back today?"

"Yeah, eventually," he replied, returning to his newspaper. "She's going to do some shopping first before coming back."

"So you want me out of here I guess before she gets back?" I asked.

"There's no rush," he said, letting the conversation stop and returning his focus to the paper. I stared at him from across the counter for a moment, then riffled through the available sections of the paper, not finding anything that really interested me, so I grabbed my coffee cup and started walking through the house, taking in the view and examining the furniture and items throughout the condo.

On a table in the formal sitting room, I found a series of family photos with Ed, his wife, and three kids: a boy who looked the eldest and two daughters. The photos spanned the kids' childhood, one taken on a beach vacation, one on a ski slope, one on a boat with the Chicago skyline in the background. Ed is wearing a big smile in each photo, the kids' interest varying based on the location and their age.

As I suspected, the cropped woman in the photo Ed sent me was his wife, a very attractive blond woman who was a couple inches taller than Ed; as the kids aged, it seemed like Ed might be the shortest of the whole group. His wife dressed well in every photo, a beautiful smile on her face usually matched with a pair of sunglasses. There was one photo of just the two of them, obviously more recent because Ed looked about the same. He was wearing a tux, her in a formal dress, seated at a table, the two of them smiling broadly, very clearly happy and in love. She looked the same age as Ed, although her skin was much better looked after than Ed's: softer and with less visible lines. She had blond hair down about shoulder length and blue eyes, the first time seeing her eyes. I picked up the photo and stared at it, trying to make out each detail of it.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Ed asked me, coming up behind me and placing his hands on my hips.

"Yes, she is. Your whole family is beautiful, Ed," I replied.

"Thanks," he added, before returning his focus to his wife. "She's a perfect woman: very prim and proper, head of the PTA at the kids' school; private school, not sure why they need a PTA given how much money I spent there over the years. But always involved in activities, always willing to attend a work dinner on my behalf..."

"And a tiger in the sack," I interrupted him, laughing as I put the picture back down on the table and turned to face Ed.

"Oh, you have no idea," he added in laughter as well, his hand returning to my hips as he brought me in closer to him, leaning up for a kiss that I returned happily.

We stood there in embrace for a few minutes, our tongues swirling together as his hands ran down my back, cupping my naked ass cheeks and squeezing each hard. After a few moments, he asked me to spin around and lean over, resting my hands on the table on which the series of family photos resides.

"Thwap," the sound of his hand meeting my ass check made. "Thwap, thwap," each one a little harder than the previous one. A fourth, then a fifth even stronger smack made me flinch a bit, before he pulled me back into place and began rubbing my now sensitive ass checks, his hand sliding down and grasping my ball sack tightly, causing me to jump in surprise and moan slightly.

"Do you like it when daddy smacks your ass?" he asked me, squeezing my balls tighter.

"Yes, daddy," I moaned back in response.

"Good," he replied before releasing my balls and smacking my ass again, and again, and one last time before he felt satisfied.

"Am I being punished for something?" I asked him, when it seemed like he was done.

"No," he stated matter of factly as he started walking back towards the kitchen. "That was for me," he added.

I followed him back into the kitchen where he had resumed his spot at the bar. My ass was too sensitive to sit down immediately so I topped off my coffee and stood on the counter opposite him. He didn't pick up the newspaper again, instead staring at me with a bit of lust in his eyes.

"Jerk off for me," he commanded, and I quickly grabbed my cock with my right hand and started pumping it to full hardness, then slowed down and teasingly stroked my cock for him, not taking my eyes off him as his focus shifted completely to my stroking.

I took a step back from the counter so he could see me more clearly, he could see the glisten of the first droplets of precome releasing from my cock head. I squeezed the top of my cock head, releasing a bit more precome that I scooped onto my finger and offered to Ed across the counter, which he took into his mouth in a seductive manner, bobbing his mouth on my finger like it was a little cock.

After he released my finger, he stood up off the stool and came around the counter to join me, his hands finding my cock with the same speed his lips found mine, me pulling him in closer as his robe fell open completely, no longer able to conceal his hardness. I pushed the sash of the robe open and cupped his hard cock in my two hands, slowly stroking him as we continued our impassioned kiss.

He broke the kiss, and without a word, led me by the hand back towards the bedroom. On the way, I removed his robe and left it on the hallway floor, both of us naked as we resumed our kiss on the king-size bed.

"I want to ride you so badly," he said to me mid-kiss, both of his hands cupping my hard cock and pumping me. "I love your cock" he added before starting to kiss my chest, stopping to take my right nipple in his mouth and biting on it aggressively, his kisses going lower on my torso, stopping to nibble on my pubic area before placing dry kisses on the topside of my cock, picking it up and licking the sensitive bit under my cock head, more kisses down the underside until he snaked his tongue around and worked his way back up, finally plunging his warm mouth onto my aching cockhead.

I moaned loudly in encouragement, my right hand running through his hair as he worked his mouth and tongue on my hard cock, himself moaning in enjoyment as he stroked his own cock with his one free hand, the other gripped tightly around the base of my cock.

He took me out of his mouth with a loud popping sound, before staring at my thick cock in amazement and then plunging down on it again, this time taking long up-and-down motions where he'd take everything by the very top of my head out of his mouth, going down again in one full motion before restarting the act again, slowly trying to work my entire cock into his mouth.

"Don't come in my mouth," he said to me, my eyes closed and head resting on the bed, enjoying the blowjob that Ed was giving me.

"Oooo, ok," I was barely able to stammer out, "go easy on me then," I added.

Ed returned to my cock, this time taking a much slower and sensual pace on my cock. I was horny from the attention, feeling my orgasm start to build up from within me.

"You might want to stop if you don't want me to come," I said, trying to push his head away with my hand.

He didn't respond verbally, but took my cock out of his mouth and looked up at me and smiled. Resting on his knees, I reached out for his cock but could only grasp the head which I teased with my fingertips, extending my reach to try and grasp him more fully in my hand.

He shifted his position and came to kneel next to me on my left side, enabling me to roll over and take his cock into my mouth, his hands immediately finding the back of my head and pushing me down to take in more of him into my mouth, him moaning and grunting loudly as I started to work my mouth in quick strokes along his cock. He gripped my head tighter, and started meeting my mouth with his own pelvic thrusts, beginning to pick up his tempo and fuck my face.

I didn't realize how close to coming he was, but I felt him harden and thicken in my mouth as I continued to bob and suck on his cock.

Aggressively he pulled away from me, gripping his cock at the base to pull out of my mouth before releasing his orgasm onto my face, the first spurts surprising me as they hit my cheek and nose, instinctively opening my mouth as he spent another couple of spurts towards my face, none of it ending up in my mouth.

He sat there on his knees squeezing the last droplets of come onto my face, me rolling over onto my back so he could finish by rubbing the remains of his erection across my face and lips, slipping into my mouth again so I could clean him off.

He left the bed and walked into the bathroom, me picking up my head to see where he was going before returning to my spread-eagle position on the bed. He returned with a warm washcloth that he used to wipe his come off my face before apologizing for the unexpected ending.

"No need to apologize," I said as he returned to the bed next to me, having returned the washcloth to the bathroom. "Just give me a warning next time, you know? I thought the scene was pretty hot though."

"Fair enough," he replied, laughing a little bit. "And I'm glad you liked it, it was pretty spontaneous for me but felt right in the moment."

"Agree," I said as his left hand started rubbing my chest and stomach. "I am a, "get caught up in the moment" kind of guy, so I get it. And like I said, it was pretty hot."

We laid there for a while, Ed resting on his elbow, his other hand lighting running along my body as I writhed along the bed under his touch, my senses heightened from my horniness. He left my cock alone, never returning his hand to it despite my aching need to feel his touch.

He rolled off the bed without notice, and returned from the bathroom with the bottle of lube, walking to the side of the bed and bringing out a box of condoms he sat on the top of the table. He asked me to come sit on the side of the bed, and dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth again, instantly bringing me back to full hardness. Once there, he tore open the condom wrapper and put one on my hard cock.

He joined me on the bed, resting on all fours next to me.

"Can you prepare my ass a little bit," he asked me, turning to face me.

"Sure," I replied eagerly, excited for what was to come next.

"Here's a little vibrator to use," he said, handing me a small black bullet-style vibrator as I stood up off the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube in my other hand. He laid his head on the bed, leaving his ass up in the air waiting for me. I applied a generous amount of lube to the vibrator, then dropped a glob onto his open ass hole before slowly sliding the vibe into his awaiting hole.

Ed moaned as the small vibrator started to penetrate his ass, and his vocal appreciation continued to grow louder as I began to slide the slim black toy into and out of his ass. I changed my pace from time to time, sometimes leaving it completely in his ass for a few moments before sliding it back out again. On one pass, with the vibrator fully in his ass, I reached down and grasped his ball sack from behind, him oohing and grunting in reply, before sliding my hand up and feeling his cock had hardened again.

"Oh, does it make you hard when I fuck you ass?" I asked him, rubbing my flat hand against his cock.

"Yes, yes," he replied, "Oh god does it feel good," he added as I slowly pulled the vibrator out of his ass.

"Do you think you want to try something a little bigger?" I asked him, his hole now gaping a bit from the removed vibrator.

"Yes," he said, rolling over onto the bed before sitting up. "I want to ride you," he added in clarity as I joined him on the bed, Ed pushing me down onto my back and grasping my hard, condom covered cock. He applied a generous amount of lube to my cock, before putting some more on his own hole and preparing to mount me in a reverse cowgirl position. I helped him align my cock to his hole, and put my hands on his hips to help gently guide him onto my cock, until he was fully buried to the hilt, his body spasming in a mini orgasm as he wriggled the last bits of my thick cock into his ass.

Slowly, he started to rise up and down on my hard cock, each pass allowing a little more of it to exit him before coming back down again, each time working a little faster as his ass became more comfortable with my penetration.

As his pace quickened, so too did Ed's moans of pleasure and encouragement. He was vocal about how good my cock felt in his ass, describing for me the sensations he felt as he rose and fell on it, my hands rubbing his back in encouragement.

"Look at you two in here," I heard a woman's voice say, startling me and causing me to raise my head and look around the room, Ed not stopping his movements on my cock, "I could hear you when I opened the door," I heard her say more loudly as she walked closer to the bed.

"Oh baby," Ed said in a passionate grunt.

"Don't 'oh baby' me," she said in an authoritative tone. "I want to hear how his big cock feels inside you," she demanded as Ed moaned back loudly, and started to vocally describe how his body felt each time it raised and lowered on my hard cock.

The woman came around the bed into my line of sight for the first time, confirming for me that it was indeed Ed's wife. She looked amazing: a tall blonde, her hair and makeup done immaculately, wearing a green floral dress as she leaned over the bed and kissed me on the lips as a way of introduction.

"Hi Tom, I'm Jen," she said after the small kiss. "Is my husband fucking you good?" she asked.

"Yes," I confirmed for her in between grunts, Ed still detailing things from his end.

"Good. I want him to be happy, and it seemed like you made him very happy last night," she continued.

"There's more to the story than even what you saw," I replied, referencing our post-video shoot in the shower.

"Oh, he told me allllll about the shower this morning," she said, stressing the word, 'all.' "We don't keep secrets from each other."

"Good. You should know that I really like fucking your husband."

She didn't reply to that, just gave me a warm smile and walked back in front of her husband who was riding my cock vigorously at this point. His grunting changed tone suddenly, almost turning into a squeak.

"Should I keep rubbing your cock while you ride that big cock in your ass?" she asked him, his squealing the only response she was able to generate from him. "Are you going to shoot a big load for me with that big cock fucking you?"

"Uh, he's fucking me," I called out to her from behind.

She returned to the side so I could see her, "Yes, you are correct. Do you want to get behind and fuck him then?" she asked me.

"No, please, this feels so good," Ed responded to her, "I'm going to come very soon."

"Ok, then come for me," she demanded as she returned to the front and began stroking his cock again, his grunting returning to a high-pitched level as he bounced more aggressively on my thick cock.

"Does my baby like a nice thick cock in his ass? Yeah?" she teased him. "You like bringing a hot young guy home and taking his big cock in your ass while I stroke you off, huh?" she continued.

"Yes, yes," he replied in between quick breaths.

"Then show me, come for me!" she demanded again. "Come for me, Ed!"

And with that, his ass clenched against my cock, his fucking momentarily stopping as he cried out loudly he was coming, starting to shake as the orgasm came through him before returning to fuck my cock as the final strains of his orgasm completed. Worn out, he needed a little help from me and Jen to get off my cock, collapsing on the bed next to me.

I was a little confused now, and stood up from the bed as Jen sat down next to Ed, rubbing his back and comforting him after his release.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked me, catching me off guard and unable to respond quickly enough for her.

"You haven't come yet, it appears," nodding towards my hard cock. "Take that condom off and when Ed's ready, he'll finish you off with his mouth," she confirmed as he moaned at completion of her sentence.

"You have a really nice cock, you know" she said as I removed the condom and stood naked, and hard, before her. "The pictures and videos don't do that thing justice, it's so thick and veiny. Incredible." She trailed off.

I sat next to her on the bed and she reached over to stroke me lightly, just using the tips of her fingers.

"I understand why my husband likes you so much," she said as she continued her fingertip stroking. "I could have a lot of fun with you, too," she added before tapping Ed on the shoulder.

"You need to come over and finish off your boyfriend," she said to him, giving him a little room to readjust his body.

"Tom, come and sit on the end of the bed. Ed, get between his legs and let him finish in your mouth," she directed as we began to shift into place. Jen left the bed and dragged a chair across the room to sit and face us, before removing her dress over her head, exposing her naked breasts to me, leaving just a pair of panties on her as she sat down in the chair, Ed already taking my hard, thick cock into his mouth.

"Wow, you are, uh, beautiful," I said to her, stopping to momentarily enjoy the blowjob Ed was giving me.

"Thank you," she replied. She kept in great shape, just a little bit of extra weight in her hips, but nearly a completely flat stomach. Her breasts weren't very large, probably b to a small c cup, which had maintained fullness and shape despite her age.

"You're so beautiful" I repeated to her, staring in her eyes as Ed worked his mouth and tongue along my cock, moaning into the blowjob as he worked feverishly to bring me to orgasm.

"I want you to finish in his mouth, ok, Tom?"

"He keeps doing this, I'm going to come pretty soon," I clarified for her, my comment spurring Ed on as he more aggressively attacked my cock with his mouth.

"Did you hear that, baby?" she asked Ed, "You're going to get your reward soon" she added, smiling at me.

We maintained eye contact as Ed brought me to the brink of orgasm. She sat in the chair watching us, her legs opening and closing at times, but never touching herself directly, only watching the scene before her and squirming on the chair in arousal.

"Oh here it comes, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come," I said in way of preparation, Ed focusing on the job as one hand worked spirals on the lower half of my cock, his second hand cupping and squeezing my balls as my orgasm hit, sending me off the bed momentarily but right back down as Ed never took his mouth off my cock, sucking and swallowing in time with the wave after wave of orgasm I deposited into his mouth.

He took his hand off my cock and brought it to my chest as he sucked the remaining droplets coming from my cock, and let me go with a loud and satisfying pop, licking the top quarter of my cock and cock head to get the remaining globs of spit and come from my cock.

"Good boy," Jen said to Ed. "Now come over here and show me," she commanded as he stood and walked over to her, opening his mouth and showing her the remnants of my ejaculation.

"VERY good boy," she said to him. "And Tom, how was it for you?" she asked as I struggled to return to normal breathing.

"Fucking great," I responded between breaths.

"Fucking great," she confirmed. "Well, go and get yourself cleaned up while I have a quick conversation with Tom here," she said to him.

"Yes, of course" he replied before stepping around her and into the bathroom, never turning to look at me.

We sat in silence for a minute as we heard the shower start, and Ed closed the bathroom room.

"So what now?" she asked me, staring into my eyes.

"I don't know," I said, realizing I had no idea what was next. "You tell me."

"Ok," she said, shifting in the chair. "Come over and kneel in front of me," which I did without hesitation.

"Oh, good boy," she complimented me. "But a really good boy knows what to do once he's in this place, doesn't he?" she said, looking down at me. A look of confusion on my face, she parted her legs open for me, reaching down and sliding a bit of her panties to the side and exposing her wet pussy to me.

"You know what to do," she said confidently, as I instinctively leaned in and kissed her wet vagina, before starting to open up her labia with my tongue, starting a large lick from her wet opening to her clitoris, sending excitement throughout her body. She moaned and reached for the back of my head to bring me in closer, and on cue I began to concentrate my efforts on her clitoris, thinking the faster I got her off, the happier she would be with me.

"Oh, that feels amazing," she said to me, her head leaning back and her breathing becoming more labored. "Keep going," she encouraged me, which I didn't need, given how turned on I was at this point. I was rock hard again, and stroked myself a couple times as I kept focus on bringing her to orgasm.

"Focus on me right now," she said, obviously noting my personal stroking which I stopped, bringing that hand to her vagina and opening her labia more so I could fully concentrate on her clitoris, running figure eights over it with my tongue and sucking it into my mouth.

"I'm coming," she gave me as warning before raising her hips and thrashing against my face violently, me unable to move as she kept my face lodged against her vagina as her orgasm overtook her, the shift in position now enabling me to insert two of my fingers into her vaginal opening and quickly begin to fuck her, her orgasm stretching out as I changed my fingering technique to now press against her g-spot, my tongue never leaving her orgasm as the first quickly rolled into a second, her finally pushing my head away with her hands and asking me to stop.

"Stop, stop, stop," she said as she tried to climb out of the chair to get away from me.

"She gets really sensitive after she comes," Ed said to me watching us from the bathroom door, one towel wrapped around his waist as he dried his hair with a second. "She'll be good again in a few minutes."

"Yeah, yeah," she said in between short, labored breaths. "You were amazing though," she clarified for me as she took in one large breath, let it out and worked to steady her breathing.

"Well that was amazing for me," I confirmed for them both, standing up and showing off my erection to both of them, grabbing it at the base. "But now I'm all hard again," I said, looking at both of them. Jen smiled back, as Ed turned around and walked towards the large master closet.

"Why don't you go take a shower and freshen up, and we'll see what we can do with that big thing when you're done," Jen said, standing up from the chair and giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before following her husband into the closet.