Her eyes widened in disbelief at the scene in front of her: two figures in the bed, her bed. She gasped incredulously, “Stephen?” One was her husband, the other she did not know.
“What, what are you doing?” she floundered. Later the thought struck her that was a particularly stupid thing to ask. It was quite obvious what they were doing.
What she meant more accurately was: What are you doing to us? To our marriage? To our trust? To my trust? And why would you do it in our bed?
The nausea that had sent her home welled up.
Another Velvet Verbosity 100 word challenge. Brought to you this week by the prompt: widened.