Get a front room so we can watch the Bateaux Mouches. What time?" When will you arrive?" Helen gave him an estimate. "I'll be there by then. See you."...he hung up and, pulling her carry-on, walked to the corner of Cromwell Road to hail a cab to Victoria Station. At Victoria, she stopped in a Boot's and bought a box of condoms.The EuroStar delivered her at the Gare de l'Est more or less on time. Rather than manage a carry-on and briefcase through the Metro, Helen took another cab to the Quai. She looked into my eyes with a smile. The next word she uttered, I rushed her to the wall. As I rushed her to the wall all I could feel was only her straps behind her Tee, and our legs crawling over the dry smooth floor. I locked her to the wall. We were smiling, breathing heavily.Me: I never had the guts.Her: I also. Never thought I could invite you home. Yarum parkla la? (No one saw you, na?)Me: Illa (Nope.)Her: Enne da? (Look at my eyes) I kissed her. What else I could do? I kissed her,. I said OK to it and we proceeded for a drive and continued to hug and kiss but could not do it as the previous day due to the day light. At 5.30 we reached the theatre and went in as she had already booked the tickets. We had a corner seat in the box and I understood that she had arranged it well planned.We sat inside and by the time the movie started, there was nobody else in the box and I started making my moves. She was wearing a tight Salwar and I instantly moved my hands across her stomach. Neither of us wanted to be the first to speak, but both of us had a lot to say and I guess neither of us knew where to begin. Monica had somehow unwittingly become the center piece in a gangbang the previous evening and even though it should have been obvious to her from the way I had fucked her when everyone else had done with her that our marriage was not in danger, she still had cried and begged for forgiveness all the way home. She was still a little red-eyed, but I think that the fact that.