The job required some trips out of town and some evening work too. As the years went by I became tired of it, because she never seemed to have enough ...ime for me anymore. We had purchased a home. It was larger than we needed, but I was thinking ahead to the kids we might have. Connie dressed well so most of her salary went for her personal items. I was always proud to show her off and have a beautiful woman with me when I went out.Sex that had been hot, heavy and frequent the first few years. We live in a small block of retirement flats, almost totally surrounded by student accommodation, so it wasn’t feasible that it was any of the students, my wife is seventy three, so it was a good bet that if she was cheating on me it was with one of the other tenants of the block and there were only four single men in the block. One of which I knew she couldn’t stand, one was a druggie and one an alcoholic that left just one and he was sitting in our flat looking at my wife’s pictures.He looked. She wondered how bad the blow out had been between her father and sister. Melissa entered the lodge behind her and said ‘I’m famished. Mind if I head towards the kitchen?’ Psyche smiled at her and nodded. Swinging the bag over her shoulder which contained the fleece she climbed the stair towards her bedroom in deep thought. When was she ever going to meet Cupid? She missed him so. Aphrodite’s tasks were getting to be more difficult as time passed and she wondered how hard the next would be and. We tell them we were dancing in the back and with the heated look on my face, they know that we have been doing more than dancing. Arnie rises one status level in their eyes and that's all he cares about. It's all show and not much more.By the end of the evening, I am helping him to a cab. He reminds me that I am having dinner with his parents tomorrow night. They love the idea of Arnie dating such a nice girl. Actually, any girl would do. His mom once confided in me about their dread of him.