They were still quick simple little pecks, but my imagination made them into something more than they might have been.There was my birthday gift. Jack...e gave me a mirror with butterflies on it. It was a little girl's toy, a music box, and the butterflies moved when the music was playing. But the song it played was "You Light Up My Life." I wanted to believe Jackie was giving me a subtle hint with this gift.Were these signals real or imagined? I did not have the perception to know, and I lacked. "As time went by there was a real strain on our marriage. It finally got to the point that I started thinking about what he wanted me to do. I started to think that maybe if I had sex with another man that would be the end of it and we could get things back the way they were before. I knew I was going to have to do something or I would lose him. So the next night I put on my sexiest negligee and went into Bob's study were he was reading. I dropped down in his lap letting my little teddy ride up. I discussed with my loving husband and he agreed we could afford everything we could want counting only with his salary; but after some time I started to get bored home alone during all day…Finally one day some friends told me about a job in a lawyer’s firm.I came to the interview room, finding two handsome men there. One of them was black and the other had a Latin type. Both men looked me up and down smiling as we introduced ourselves.They interviewed me and finally they asked me if I had. " he glanced around the bus as it stopped again and more people got on, " ... How old are you?" Old enough," I said softly. "Do you think I'm pretty?" Oh yes," he nodded, taking the excuse to look me all over. "You're very pretty." Thanks," I smiled, pushing the tip of my little pink tongue between my teeth."Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked, but he knew I had someone because I still had the fading hickeys Stacy had given me on my neck."Yeah," I sighed. "But he knows about me anyway.".