Grim

He knows he can't touch her himself. He may be in a crumbling, loveless marriage, but it's a marriage none the less. But what's a little controling sex toys between best friends?

When he brings it up to Mel, she's hesitant, but once Frank explains everything she agrees, it makes sense, and it's not really cheating.

Frank buys her the toy, it's a gift afterall. They pick a night when Becca is staying at her facility for them to try.

Frank has been sleeping in the spare room in his basement for months at this point, so there's no one to disturb when he calls Mel to walk her through it. To hear her moan his name into his headphones, to control her pleasure until she falls apart with a long moan, not turning the toy off until she begins to squeak with overstimulation.

It's not cheating if Frank doesn't touch himself until after the call is over, the memory of her moans pushing him to his peak faster than he thought possible at his age.

It's not cheating if Mel calls every night she can. It's not cheating when she facetimes him one day, in nothing but an oversized Pittsburgh Penguins shirt that Frank recognises as his own from his locker that had gone missing.

It's not cheating when Mel cries about how desperately she needs Langdon.