My name is Paul and my wife is called Janet. I am 54 and Janet is 53. We have been married for twenty-five years and in this time we have enjoyed a loving relationship. I’m not sure if everyone agrees, but during a long term relationship it’s easy to slip into a comfortable and some would say, boring routine.This happened to Janet and me. We both knew it was happening, but we didn’t let it push us apart. Over the years we...

This is the second episode of a story I wrote. I suggest you read “Walking Home” to make any sense of this. It had been nearly a week since Sharon and I had watched Jill with her two friends. We had mentioned it casually to one another but Sharon had always smiled and said it was just a wild evening caused by too much wine. By the time we had gotten home after our park bench fun, it was getting dark. We both showered and...

It had been a long, hard week. I had finished work early that Friday and I was on my way home. It was a warm July afternoon and finishing work early had put me in a very good mood. I rang Sharon, my wife. “Hey, how’s it going?” “Not bad,” she replied. “I’ve dropped Ben off at your mother's. He’s staying overnight.” I smiled. Ben, our fourteen-year-old son, enjoyed being spoiled by his Gran. “So it’s just us two tonight?”...