Young Man And Wife

It's 730pm, dark, no one out, freezing cold and gusty wind. I'm downstair working outs, wife is under dressed in sexy jammies thinking she wont see anyone. At least I thought so.

Doorbell rings. Young mans voice, wife can I help you? Hi Mrs X remember me, T? Oh hi T come on in. (T is one of my sons old friends that used to live in our neighborhood). How's R (my son) doing...

T is a nice looking young man, well built mid 20s.

small talk chit chat

Wow Mrs X you are looking great, you look so young, you havent changed a bit. (wife eats comments like that up, in fact she just had a facial and chest procedure done at the doctor a week ago.)

blah blah blah, T proceeds to schmooze my wife, tell her how great she looks more, chatting her up, neither one of them know I'm standing downstairs listening.

T says he's trying to make some money doing extra jobs. Wondering if the Mrs has any extra chores she needs done around the house. She arranges for T to come back at a time she knows I will be away from the house for an extended period.

More small talk, really great to see you. T I'll be here next week I'm looking forward to it, cant wait.

I see a hug in the window reflection.

I go upstairs, wife looks flushed, giddy, excited.

Sounds like an interesting November. Time to fire up and arrange the Nanny cams.