”“We love you, baby,” I said.We watched the approaching storm with interest. Ben turned on the boat’s radar. It shows us in the middle and it ...learly shows the banks of the channel on either side of us and it shows the approaching rain.“Bathing suits!” Mandy says.“Huh?”“Bathing suits. Rain shower.”“Okay.”We go below, change, grab a couple of towels, and are back up in the pilothouse.“Won’t be long,” Ben stated.The water took on a dark gray cast, the sun was gone out of the sky, and the waves. " Come on. Just for a few minutes. It won't take long." I don't know..." Oh, come on. It'll just be a few minutes." Okay, but just for a few minutes then." Good. Good. Come on now," he said leading me in the house and closing the front door behind us.He led me into the living room."Have a seat," he said. "I'll go get something for you to drink. What would you like? A soda? Milk? Coffee?" Soda's fine, thanks."I sat on the couch."Cherry or root beer?" Cherry I guess."He nodded and left the room.A. After he got dressed we chatted for a while and he said he hadn’t had a fuck like that for years, things had died down between him and Janice and he definitely still loved her but sex was pretty much slow at that stage. I thanked him and said how much I had really needed that, I felt so much more contented I told him, he left and I rang him that night and thanked him again saying this is our little secret, he agreed.The next day I rang him at work, I said I was feeling a little depressed again. Combined with that, in a few words, it was breathtaking. Stylish and sophisticated. What more could I have asked for than to accompany my gorgeous companion on such an evening and to partake of an elegant dining experience; intimate location, rich, warm decor overlooking glittering Sydney Harbour and a beautiful person to share it with. A win, win, win situation. To our delight, Michelle and I were ushered, not just to any Quayside seat, but into a secluded Quayside seat. The restaurant took on.