Her husband John was cooking as he always did on the weekends.Wearingjust his favorite dark blue apron , chef's hat and a black jock strap.Every man s...hould cook like this on the weekends she thought to herself.at least mine does. Her husband was average height about 5'10'' dark hair , blue eyes witha lean swimmers build. His looks were average but John always had a smile on his face. " What are you looking at? " he asked as he noticed her standing in the doorway. " You. Can I help it. I can’t wait to see your beautiful face again and I have already planned my next steps with Miss Prentiss … the sooner we finish with this com mission the sooner we can be together!’ ‘Yes, I love you, too. I will do everything I can think of to reach a speedy conclusion As soon as I feel the breakthrough is imminent, I will let you know so that you can escort the client to Tanglewood.’ ‘Good-bye, Darling. I’ll talk to you again in a few days.’ As I hung up the phone, I glanced at my bookshelves. But they had a pair of builders in, working on a small extension. Julie did the best to ignore them, but I could see from my position inside our house, they weren't ignore her!They were mixing some cement in their mixer, when the one with the hosepipe, watering the mix, signaled to he's mate. He pulled out he's smart phone and aimed it at my unaware wife, hiding behind a tree, but clearly in view to me. The one with the hose suddenly flicked the hose at Julie. She didn't notice at first, so he. I had heard that women reach their sexual peak in their late thirties and early forties, well that was what this must be I figured. The strength of these emotions was compelling beyond my wildest imagination. In fact I’d never really had much imagination or experience when it came to sex. Well, no longer could I say that, for I had become more than imaginative and the astonishing thing was that I wanted to act upon my thoughts. Perhaps this was my “mid life crisis”, but it surely didn’t feel.