She Just Fills My Need Me Of A Sister

My husband went out with coworkers and wasn't home when I woke up at 1 a.m. I got worried and used the find my phone to see where he was. He was at the apartment of his number one girl at work. I felt like calling him but decided I wouldn't scare her at 1 in the morning. At 6 a.m. he was still there. He showed up at 8 to shower and change. He told me where he was and that she was in need of support. I didn't have to ask him, he volunteered they had a a few drinks and at her place they got carried away in bed. She was traumatized about him leaving so he stayed the night. His phone was there, the rest seemed far fetched.

A week later he brought her home, her roommate had walked out and she wasn't able to keep the apartment. I talked to her and she confirmed they had had sex. I put her in the spare bedroom upstairs but I told her it was short term, she needed to find a roommate. They had sex again while I was working nights, I found her panties in my bed. She apologized so I told her not to leave her panties in my bed.

I never had a second of jealousy, I was more worried about her than him. I looked and found a garage apartment in our neighborhood but after looking at it I told her to just stay put where she was. When I work nights she slips in bed with him, sometimes on weekends she crawls in bed with me and we sleep in late. I thought it best for her to change jobs, close to the house, I don't want her commuting alone.

I admit I always liked her, from when he hired her. Her and me are like the sister I never had being an only child. When I saw he was with her I was glad it was her, I still feel that way. He has always catted around, now he stays home.