He was fed up with coming home from the volunteer activities to find the washing still sitting in the basket, not hung out and it had been sitting for... a number of hours, or to find the breakfast dishes still sitting on the sink, or an overturn pot plant that hadn't been picked up or his clothes taken out of the wardrobe so that there was more room for new items that she had recently bought. It wasn't that his wife was busy, she hadn't gone out but was either reading the paper or her book on the. "I'm glad you liked my bikini, even if I may never wear it again!"I protested, "Oh no, you really should make it in cloth. You could make the bottom fit better than that tape, I know you could! Just make it like a thong. And with the ties the top would need, you wouldn't feel quite so completely naked!"Glancing down at herself, Anna nodded thoughtfully, thinking of the professional challenge of converting the duct tape and the web page designs into fabric."And use very thin fabric," I. "She laughed this time and spilled some of her drink as she did. She was quite tipsy."How about you? How is your boyfriend treating you?" I asked.She finished the rest of her drink and said "Oh he is good but no one is perfect." And what do you mean by that?"Slurring her words, "Well let's just say when it comes to the bedroom he falls shorts" and she made a gesture with her hand that reminded me of a miniature hotdog. "Yeah I guess no one is perfect. You are still with him though." She started. Without really thinking about what he was doing, Brett turned his head to Kim and gently guided her chin so she faced him. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding of what was next was clear in her light green eyes. His insides celebrated as he slowly brought his lips to hers. The kiss was spectacular, better than any ten sunsets. He pulled her closer as the kiss deepened and her soft hands found the back of his head. They held each other tighter and tighter as it seemed neither wanted to.