The ride home from the party was done in complete silence, Serena staring out of the passenger window into the night. She was wondering if their move to D.C. had been the right thing to do. Should they have been content with their lot? Was Christine being too ambitious and being led astray by his new colleges?<br/><br/>Christine’s constant attempts to apologize were making him sound increasingly guilty in  Serena’s mind. “How could he say he wasn’t looking at the tits. Hell, he almost had his head buried in her cleavage!” she thought. Then Christian delivered the final insult, suggesting they should go and have ‘a little naughty fun’. Serena gave a snort of derision and snatched her hand away from her husband’s caress.  She jumped out of the car and stormed into the house, slamming the front door behind her.<br/><br/>By the time Christian walked through the front door Serena was upstairs in the shower. She didn’t spend much time washing and was already in bed when Christian entered the room. As soon as she saw him she lay down and rolled onto her side, her back facing her husband’s side of the bed. The physical and mental stress of Serena’s anger was sufficiently fatiguing that she soon drifted off to sleep.<br/><br/>Serena slept soundly, and when she woke she felt much calmer and relaxed than she did when she went to bed. She then noticed Christian was not there. She sat up and could smell freshly brewed coffee wafting up from downstairs. “He must be making me breakfast…” Serena thought and sat waiting for its imminent arrival. She was starting to feel guilty about the way she acted last night. Maybe she had over-reacted? She continued to wait, but after ten minutes there was no sign of her husband.<br/><br/>Climbing out of bed and slipping into her robe, Serena made her way down to the kitchen. As she walked through the door she saw Christian sat at the table, dressed for work and typing on his laptop. Serena felt a rush of disappointment. She was sure her husband would stay home today, especially considering what had happened between them. Christian didn’t seem to notice his wife’s arrival. Serena went over to the coffee jug and poured herself a mug and turned to her husband. “Are you going in today?... I thought you would be home today… We could do something together…”.<br/><br/>