I am no creep so told her exactly how old I was and she said she really wanted a mature man that knew how to treat a woman.One meeting led to this dat...e and she blew me off my feet when she asked if we could go back to my place. As we entered my small apartment she looked around and said, “nice and tidy, not a college dorm room with jock straps and dirty socks everywhere,” and grinned. She turned to me and without hesitation we kissed, and not a polite little hello type kiss. I parted my lips. He saw more at the pool than under those stairs. And a lot more on the net. He let his mind drift over things he had seen on the net, as he kicked off his shoes and flopped on his bed. He was tempted to get on and look at a few of his favorites, but he knew that if his mom caught him he would be in a whole lot more trouble. On the other hand, he did have to get that history paper finished. And for that, he needed some more online research. If she walked in and found him doing homework, it might. After our wedding she was no longer going to accept the periods of being apart and I was happy to take a lesser job near our home town so that we were always together however over the next few years I became more and more restless and began blaming Amanda for my frustrations at work and our relationship began to become strained, by the time of Amanda’s 30th birthday we were often arguing and not speaking for days our sex life had ground to a halt and she had taken to sleeping in the spare. She'd given him the key at 9. If she had any sort of self respect, she'd put the deadbolt on. But she didn't. Not when it came to him. The irony was that she knew he'd be strangely impressed if she did lock him out. But she couldn't do it. He was still messing with the key, as one was likely to do after being out drinking for five hours. She stood on the other side of the door keeping him on ice for a few more minutes, smiling to herself. Then she opened the door. "Hi," he said. He was smiling..