He sighed audibly, his arms coming around her waist, his body responding to hers. With his teeth he pulled down the cups of her bikini, two small piec...s of fabric that may as well not have been there at all for all they concealed. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked, teasing with his tongue. “Oh, I like that...” Her voice was husky, low in her throat with sexual need. He smiled around her nipple and let his hand return to that hot, damp cleft between her legs. His smile. “If it means anything, I feel very pretty.”“With some serious work we're gonna make a good woman out of you,” she said, as she picked up her purse.“Well, not too much,” I said, with a bit of concern for her words. “I mean Harry still has to work.”“Win the lottery and Harry could go away,” she laughed as she went out the door.“Do what?” I almost shouted as I hurried to catch up.“I'm driving,” she said as she pointed me to the passenger side.“Yes, ma'am.”“You better be your best Harriet tonight,”. ” “Like I said – rut!” she shot back, proud of herself. “You should fuck other people to get that spark back. I have some other friends who did just that and their marriages are better than ever.” “You can’t be serious! You know me. I had only been with one other guy before meeting Marc. I’m not that girl. Plus, the thought of him with someone else would kill me!” I told her. “Okay – I know this all sounds insane but hear me out. I know people who do swapping parties. You go together, you. Regular meetings cancelled and rearranged. Now, there's been an email announcing a staff meeting for everyone in the restaurant at 10 o'clock. Joe has been given compassionate leave to help him look after his wife, Jennifer, after her unexpected reappearance but yesterday, he took a call from Chris Parker, his immediate superior, asking him to come into the office to attend this particular meeting.Joe takes a seat with a colleague. There's a small group of people at the front of the room. Joe.