The tears streamed down Kate's face now, her chest rising and falling in ragged, uneven breaths. Her voice was raw, broken. "Jack trusts you. He loves you. And you're here, flaunting this… this mockery of him like it's some kind of joke!"
Jennifer's guilt was written all over her face. She hesitated, her usual confidence replaced by a vulnerability I rarely saw. "It's… It's not really what you think, Kate," she stammered, her voice soft, almost pleading. "I would never betray Jack. Never."
Before she could say more, I decided it was time to end the charade. With a slow, deliberate motion, I pushed the blanket off me, revealing myself fully.
Kate's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the sight of me—no dildo, no trick, just me.
"Jack…?" Her voice was barely a whisper, her tears still glistening on her cheeks.
