. maybe ever. Unfortunately, although I had no clue, the bubble was going to burst in the morning.After the kids all left for school, Jackie and I sta...ed for one more cup of coffee before heading off to work. I actually had the thought that we might do it again. Or maybe I would just get a quick blowjob, if Jackie was so inclined. When she ran upstairs to get her shoes, I thought she might come down wearing nothing but. No such luck playing in my favor this time."Oh, Frank!" Jackie said,. "You got a place?" She murmured playfully, clearly a little drunk with her flushed cheeks and glimmering eyes."Wife's there.." I respond hesitantly, figuring I might as well say the truth.Without a pause, she smiles and says. "You got a ride?"I nod mutely, and her smiles grows bigger, the haziness of my own intoxication overriding any protests I might've had as she coquettishly sways toward the exit. A cool breeze hits us as the door swings open, and before I can say anything, she has me. " Only the ones that I think are beautiful, honey."The blond Adonis glanced down at his expensive looking goldwatch and said. "The train is going to be late, do you fancy acoffee?"Susan looked at the gorgeous hunk of a man and even though shehad a deep dark secret, she could not refuse. It was a matter ofmoments before she found herself sitting opposite her dreamboat."I'm Brett, by the way." My name's, um, Susan."He took her hands over the steaming plastic cups and leftovercardboard sandwiches.. " I took her elbow and escorted her through the French doors and out onto the empty veranda replete with a beautiful view of downtown Kiev. I lit her cigarette and asked, "And where are you from Marissa?" Actually I'm from Paris..."I cut her off. "Ah yes, the City of Lights. I was there once - in the spring, very lovely." She smiled at me but didn't reply. I was thinking about a line, any one that would get this beauty into my bed but nothing came to my mind. My brother had always told me when.