It was clear from the decorations on the outside and from the garden that the house had a woman's touch. Richard came out and ushered me in rather abr...ptly. "Nosey neighbors" he said. I understood. I asked him to get my suitcase out of the trunk. I knew it was heavy and would have him wondering what was in it. I told him that I needed a room to get ready in. He was surprised that what I had on was not what I planned on wearing for the evening. "No, Richard, this is just an appetizer." We kissed. The nearly exquisite exterior that covered up the slowly decaying innards, cloyingly sweet perfume that nearly covered the reek of moldering life and hope, she was rotting from the inside out.She might have been different, perhaps the softly rounded mother with a slightly frazzled air of disarray to hair, clothing, life. Or the crisp sharp business woman, with the staccato click of unforgiving heels beneath prim suit as she wandered down corporate marbled floors. Who is to blame really when you. ‘Hi Lynne.’ I said. ‘You’re looking incredible.’ ‘Thanks.’ She replied, but her spirit looked deflated. ‘But I’m not sure the effort was worth it.’ ‘Why? You look great!’ I tried to get her enthusiastic. ‘Wayne still hasn’t noticed anything and was ignoring me.’ Lynne explained. ‘I tried wearing sex clothes, walking around naked, playing around with him in our bedroom and in public but still nothing. And I ‘m pretty sure he’s having an affair.’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that.’ I said. ‘He’s an idiot. You smile at her. “Hmmm, that does look good.” She walks around the sofa with her sultry high heeled gait and makes her way beside you. She kneels down and puts a hand on his cock, touching yours. Then she leans forward and licks him, mimicking your previous move. Then she kisses you. You are stunned briefly. Then the warm softness of her lips press and force yours apart. Her moist tongue flicks in and around your mouth. You close your eyes and kiss her back, deeply. After a moment, you both.