He had always had a penchant for her. He found her hugely sexy and for years they had flirted, both thinking, but not confiding in the other that in o...her circumstance after Hugo, her husband had been killed in a railroad accident that something might happen. The circumstances that might have made it possible had not however happened. ‘Until now’ Adam was thinking to himself. ‘So Adam, what, pray, brings you to Boston?’ ‘Oh this and that, a little business, some old friends and some new ones’. ’ ‘It’s still sharp, Elle,’ Sumie called out to her as the spinster skirted to the three story shack. ‘It’s just that your brain is hazed by that fantasy man’s wood!’ At that moment, Theresa walked from the stone path with a thick panda towel covering her body and her green hair in a loose bun. ‘Sumie? What’s all this about wood?’ ‘Oh! Theresa!’ The middle aged woman greeted the divorcee with a friendly wave. ‘I was just teasing Elle for dreaming of the new guy. You know him, the guy that. Of course it was good he was getting the work.Others noticed a change in him too. Andrew and Bridget noticed the reduced ... perhaps that should read changed ... tension between him and their younger daughter and were glad.Peter and Dulcie noticed the change; it was particularly noticeable that Paul was less tense when with Dulcie. In many churches there is a practice during Communion services, called 'The Peace' during which members of the congregation greet one another, perhaps with a. Earlier, I would have claimed the foundations of my marriage were solid. Now, everything had changed. I was aching for the taste of another woman. Her ex, no less. What the hell was wrong with me?I could blame stupidity. Or the endorphins. They flooded every crevice, intensifying when Sarah slithered down my body, leaving a trail of syrupy juices. She smudged my nipples, fucking herself with each sensitive peak before coasting south to mark my belly. Then further to rock her hips against.