That morning he’d got the kids up, made them breakfast and walked with them to school. Now he’s home from work, at his front door and he knows the...house will be empty. It is. Halfway across the front room he slumps to his knees, hugs the sofa and his mind shuts down… ************** At the belay ledge, he’s suddenly bone-tired. He wants to close his eyes and just drift off – Is he dying? Duncan is talking about untying and going for help. He knows this is a bad idea, but he just wants to lie. With you, well, you are so lovely, so vital and, well, I knew what my father liked so I imagined all sorts of things. I’m sorry,’ he suddenly said thinking he had gone too far. ‘I shouldn’t talk like that.’ I reached up and turned his head towards mine. ‘Kiss me,’ I said and he did. Not a chaste kiss but not really sexy either, that would come later. ‘I don’t mind what you imagined,’ I smiled, ‘I think you ought to tell me later. Do you want to sleep with me?’ He took a deep breath, ‘Oh yes but. She turned off her lights and sent me a pic of her standing topless in front of the same window. I asked why did she turn the lights off. For that, she replied that it was not part of the dare I said.I was locked out of the argument. Maybe I should be careful in choosing the words next time. She was having a sarcastic smile and it was my turn. OMG. She was typing for a very long time and I was literally shivering. After nearly 5 minutes I got a text.“Strip down everything you are wearing now. “As I kiss your neck, look to him and rub your hand on your leg, really close to your pussy. Let him see you rub my cock then put your hand back and rub your panties.”“How can I get him more interested in me without actually going over to him?”“Stand to dance, offering me your hand and I’ll turn you down, then you look to him.”She did as asked, and her stranger returned her long look. Susan began to sit when he came over. “I noticed you like to dance a lot but your husband would prefer to sit.