The heady aroma worked its magic on the animal and triggered an involuntary flood of saliva. The excess juices overflowed its snout, drooled out the c...rners of its muzzle, trailed through its filthy pelt and hung in dirty rivulets from its jowls. Unable to restrain its hunger a moment longer, the predator-turned-scavenger rose to all four feet and lifted a hesitant paw to take a step forward. It paused when a deep growl sounded from the surviving member of the danse macabre. The hair on the. She looked beautiful in her skirt and heels. Max arrived at the door and my wife invited him in. They both sat on the love seat together and was on a chair in front of them. We made some small talk and I got know little about Max. I was getting a little jealous of Max, I mean he was a good looking dude. Be for I could get to my wife and tell her to call the hole thing off she stepped up and said “Hon can you run out and get us all a bottle of white wine, it would great, Max and I will talk. .. soon I'm sobbing but the blows don't stop until.. she looks up atthe clock, half of lunch is gone already, and I'm not there yet.. andneither is Candy."Aww.. guess you were right sissy, you couldn't make it!" The supervisorsays with mock disappointment. "Ah well you can make your own way back tothe desk right?" And with a laugh she saunters off...Angry and humiliated I make my way back, watching as the other 'girls' walkpast me, now pointing and sniggering at me. I wipe the tears from my. It’s time for sleep. Night-night.”I kissed her mouth, this time, before letting my fatigue take over. The storm had ended, and now only soft rain hit the window.“You’ve never had a hot dog?”She squealed with laugher. “No! I’m a picky eater. They just look weird.”Things were thankfully not awkward in the morning. We woke up around 5 AM and had sex again. Any guilt I had was assuaged by the mysterious feeling that this was all right somehow. She was perfect, funny, beautiful, and she was.