He had chosen a nondescript sweater and grey trousers, but was aware that he looked different, somehow. Something about him would seem wrong, his hair... maybe, or just the way he walked and held himself. He ordered a pint and carried it away to the fireplace."Will you be dining, sir?" The girl was smiling nervously, a menu card in one hand. "You were miles away, sir. Will you be dining in tonight. It looks like snow out." Oh. Oh, thanks. Give me five minutes, would you?"The door opened and a. I lost count, how many times that occurred during that position.After we were done, I walked Bobby to the door and kissed him goodnight, checked to see that the k**s had not been awakened by our loud lovemaking. I looked at the clock and almost fainted. It was 1:45 am. We had been fucking for almost 4 hours and Ron would be home soon.I quickly checked around the house for any loose items of clothes. I went into the bedroom to straighten out the bed before I retired to my daughters bed. My heart. I also come home late from office some days but he’s always late. By the time he comes, it’ll be too late and we’ll just sleep.Me- that’s bad. So you people won’t have sex?Sushma- very rarely. He works on weekends also sometimes. Initially, after marriage, we used to do it. Now since both are tired, we’ll just sleep.Me- so how long it has been?Sushma- don’t laugh, but it has been a year.Me- what? You’ve been married for 2 and half years. In that, you are sex starved for a year? That’s really. . As if the mere thought of her had summoned her into existence, Nightwatch caught a glimpse of a shadow shifting. Nightwatch grimaced to himself. She must have gotten in through a window somehow, even though they were normally unopenable without a special code and would sound an alarm if the window was broken. He’d have to find out how she got past those. It would be his next project to fix the hole in the security.If he ended up capturing her, that is. If she got away, he’d be forced to try.