"Shhh!"She immediately stopped wiping the plate dry."What?" she whispered.He brought his mouth down close to her right ear. Close enough that she coul... feel his breath caress the lobe. "Do you hear that?" WHAT?" she whispered. Her ear was tingling pleasantly, but what was this about a strange sound?He moved his head so that his mouth was now hovering next to her left ear. His breath teased her ear to a tingle. "That's the sound of two consenting adults alone in an empty house."She relaxed in. The last straw was when she gently kicked off her sandals and put her bare feet on my dash board. She rubbed her feet against each other and arched her heals pointing her toes to rub her toes along the bottom of her opposite heel.I pulled off the street and into a small vacant parking lot behind an empty store. I came to a stop and as soon as I slid it into park I slid my hand off the wheel and onto her inner thigh. “mmm, finally.” She moaned without opening her eyes as she reached for my. ” “I will, always do,” I said. “And good luck this afternoon, beat the bastards.” “I’ll try. Bye, love you.” And he broke the connection. I sat in the middle of the bed, legs crossed at the ankles, elbows resting on my knees and stared aimlessly down at the phone held in my hands. Tony sounded so cheerful, so upbeat. And why not? There was the possibility of a very welcome car hire deal and he was in contention for the golf club’s championship. And I would be home with him in a few hours. . There would be no admission; paradise was lost.As time passed his focus altered to an appropriate means of noting the approaching birthday of his most able and agreeable secretary. Casting about for a reasonable means of suggesting her value without embarrassing her, he stumbled onto an old recipe for a most elaborate German chocolate cake. Known to be bereft of culinary skill, that is to say, totally incompetent within yards of a kitchen, he nevertheless undertook that means of.