One day a man came home from work. It was a long day, and all he wanted to do was eat, lay down, and sleep for the rest of the night until the next morning when he had to return to the dreadful place called "work".

Upon entering the house, he noticed something was different. The house was dark, and the television was loud. That was nothing like his wife. So, he decided she must be sick, and headed down the hall to their bedroom.

The door was closed, another strange sign.

The man cautiously held his ear to the door, and - hearing nothing - decided he was being too cautious, and opened the door. His gasp echoed through the house.

His wife, the beautiful creature he'd married fifteen years before straight out of high school, was completely nude, her lean, smooth body crouched over the prone figure of a coworker. His coworker - John.

John was a tall man, in his early twenties, and had an even tan. Seeing them in bed together, nude, and in the frozen picture of love-making, set something off inside of him, and he uttered the only words that came to mind:

"Can I join?"