She was married with two kids, her husband worked at a warehouse as a supervisor on the night shift most times, he didn’t get home till 9 or 10 am t...is played havoc with her sex life. Many times, she would go for months without sex, she was always in a foul mood.Several of her girlfriends whose husbands also worked at the plant seem to be in the same mood as her except for one. Oliva or Liv to her friends she always seemed cheery.One rainy afternoon as she was leaving the grocery store, she saw. Jim was agreeing, they were hot, but couldn't stand talking to them so we took off. After we left, Steve invited us to come over to the suite and just drink. We all got to his place and were soon drinking and screwing around. After a few hours, he put some porn in the DVD player. "All right!" Jim yelped as he ran past me and slapped my ass. As more beer flowed, we were watching a muscular dude screwing some hot chick. "Man, I can't believe Linda took off like that. I have been so freaking. “Hello you are the roofer?” I asked the man she had pointed out.“Yes I am. What can I do for you,” he replied.“My name is Raymond Selfridge, I bought the old lock and key shop downtown. With this constant rain, I found out I have a leak. I was wondering if you could check it out for me,” I asked.“Sure, I can have one of my men stop by this morning,” he said.“I rode my bike, so it will be over an hour before I arrive home. Make it after nine if you would,” I suggested.He just nodded his. There's a cafe next to the railway station. It's a nice place; very friendly. We can meet up, have a chat and just see how things go from there. Play it by ear. No commitment, no promises. However, I will expect you to buy me a coffee."I had liked the closing line. It was always good to break the tension, had there been any but as it happened, there was none. I mean; here was an offer to meet, so that could only be seen as a positive start. Neither of us were making any promises. It was merely.