Chapter Four
An Evening Out
December 2011
I lay there, in post-coital bliss, enjoying the aftermath of the best s*x I’d ever experienced.
With a man, anyway.
Tiny orgasmic eruptions continued to explode throughout my body but I put this down to my own head and its unwillingness for the sensations he had just provoked in me to end.
The “he,” you understand not being my husband.
In common with Dennis though, if in an entirely different and more positive way, this had not been love making.
Nor was it the ineffectual and self-loving efforts I had grown used to from my husband over the years.
This had been f*****g.
Pure and simple.
Hard, long, deep and seemingly inexhaustible.
Fucking such as I had never known in my life to that point.
And I had my own boss and female lover to than
