Not only because of our constant talks but due to my flirting with 2 other girls in that class. I used to attend the class as a formality now. I used ...o give my attendance in the morning and then go out on a drive with one of the girl from the class, used to come back during lunch again give attendance for the second half and then leave with another girl. She used to watch it and used to envy me. She began harboring feelings for me and after the classes asked me to drop her home as she was not. " What did you tell your parents, anyway? I'm not in trouble, am I?" "Geez, quit worrying... I, like, told Mom and Dad that I was going to a concert in Chicago with Melissa. Melissa really is at a concert this weekend, and I'm sure that, like, her parents wouldn't think it's weird if I went along." Oh, OK, I guess. Just one more thing... what do you use for birth control? Should I have..."POUNDPOunDThuD "Open the fucking door, Sammy! I wanna meet your new babe!" It was Paul."Yeah. Me too. And I. Life was good, and things were moving along nicely when about five years after we were married things changed.That October her boss retired and the company replaced him in November with a much younger man. It was as if a light switch had been turned off on our sex life. For the next six weeks after she was assigned to him I could have been a wart on her hand. There was no caring, no hugs, no kisses, and definitely no sex.Then one night I brought Caren home some roses and a box of the chocolates. All thoughts of a coffee nightcap have flown from my mind. I’m acutely aware how warm the room has grown. My heart’s thudding. My breathing is ragged. I’m so excited I can hardly breathe. He’s so sexy. So alluring. It’s almost all too much to bear.As I draw near in a dreamlike state, he opens his arms wide, encouraging me closer. There’s an undeniable rising attraction between us; a kind of animal magnetism fills the air. It surrounds us like a hunger feeding off our very souls -- a developing.