"Now I just watch porn and try to remember all the times my wife and I had amazing sex. Those days are gone, unfortunately. My wife hurt her back and ...he had hired some teenage girl from the local high school to help out with things. She’s a real looker and when she comes she barely wears anything. The good thing is, she just turned eighteen. So I don’t feel bad getting all hot and horny around her. She’s more than legal now. I always make sure that when she’s here, I'm in the same vicinity of. After all it was only two days earlier I had received the anonymous invitation. I was shown to my room , well our room to be honest as there was two large beds in the room, one already had an expensive set of luggage , what was more intriguing was the beautiful black lace basque neatly placed next to the cases. I glanced around the room and noticed the small printed card placed carefully upon what was obviously now my pillow. I picked the card up, "You are cordially invited to a dinner party. “Yes?” he said cheerfully.“Stop pretending as if everything is okay,” The steel in her voice surprised her, and by the way he jumped, her husband was quite surprised too.“Dear,” she said again.“Look at me.”He refused.“Honey, look at me.”He remained silent.“Manish. Look. At. Me,”He turned around slowly. What was that look on his face? Shame? Regret? Pity? Fear? She clenched her fists as she could barely contain her anger. All of this, everything that had happened so far, was his fault. HIS. I could realize that I missed her in my life as my wife but I would never leave her as my friend and lover. My love for her increased many folds and I started the feeling of love for the first time in my life. You know the kind of gut feeling one experiences when he is love. In that particular visit nothing special happened. I only got introduced to her husband and child. We spent some time together and shared a lot of feelings for each other. They are actually well educated and respectably.