But that is it, just talking, no sex.” On the other end, Derek chuckled. “If it makes you feel better you tell yourself that, but you and I both k...ow what the outcome will be.” For the rest of the weekend, my husband Bryan noticed that I was in an odd mood. He kept asking me if I was okay. He was being so nice to me and I snapped and yelled at him, told him to stop asking me how I was and if I was okay. Poor, nice, considerate Bryan who was just trying to make sure that everything was okay with. He was, I would say, late thirties, with longish, but thinning blond hair and brown eyes. He was a couple of inches shorter than me, with what looked like, under his tropical suits, a well-toned body. He was good company, intelligent and witty, and we hit it off. So I wasn’t surprised one Thursday evening, as I was packing my briefcase to leave for the day, when he invited me to his home for dinner the following evening.‘I’ve been telling my wife about you, and she insisted I invite you,’ he. More

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