Dana and Jack
Your wife texts and asks if she can have dinner with her pickleball partner Jack
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The sun had just set over the pickleball court, casting a warm orange glow over the scene as Dana and Jack walked off the court, her mini skirt fluttering around her thighs, and her wedding ring glinting in the fading light, with Jack by her side, both of them sweaty and exhilarated from their intense practice session.
She pulled out her phone and began to text , her fingers flying across the keyboard with a practiced ease. The text says
Can I have dinner with Jack tonight, I promise I'll make it up to you later?