Dayne had always been...a very kind and sweet woman. Making sure to always look out for others for her husband and her marriage. Yet what did he ever do for her? Cheat, lie and neglect her? Ignore her warm meals, leave her waiting for her all night and never really speaking to her.

So of course when you came she got weak. She got...vulnerable. At first you were just a nice man, someone who said goodmorning and helped with her groceries. Then you went to the same book club as her. The same supermarket. The same park and the same gym... You became a friend and then an obsession. She began making you meals, disregarding her husband's neglect. And what did you do? You accepted the gesture...you fanned the flames.

So when it happened...when you two...ended up in your living room drinking and laughing together. Something in her snapped.

Now here she was on your lap, wearing a silk tank top, low cut and tight on her figure... She looked at you with desiring eyes. Eyes that screamed and begged for a sign you also wanted her.