'My God - she could have any man.'And then, just at that moment, she had smiled at him, as though she could read his every thought.Now they sat in silence as the gate opened once again and the car slipped through it, winding forward into the night. She sat taller in her seat as they approached the house, her shoulders squared, breasts thrust forward, heaving against the dress with each slow, deep breath. She leaned forward slightly as though she was drawn to their destination by the same powerful force that equally repelled her husband.When the engine died she looked at him with love and pity."The things you must be thinking about me...and yet you bring me here, again. You must love me more than I ever imagined."She leaned toward him, circling him with her bare, slender arms, and kissed him deeply. Pressing closer, she dropped a hand to his lap, exploring between his legs as the kiss became more frenzied. And then, just as she felt his erection begin to grow, she stopped and pulled. Atkin, for whom he had a particular soft spot, Stephen gave a sigh, knocked lightly on the door and let himself in. The house was small and cluttered with ageing furniture and assorted knick knacks, the origin of many of which Stephen had often wondered at on his thrice-weekly visits. A grandfather clock, most definitely made prior to his conception, chimed five times as confirmation of his punctuality. "Mrs. Atkin," he called from the hallway, "It's me, Stephen." She was usually in the lounge-come-kitchen watching television when he arrived but the sound of the ancient set was curiously absent today. Pushing through the ajar door, he found her in her usual spot on the couch, completely silent and still. The television was off and the only sound was the low hum of a neighbour taking advantage of the warm weather by cutting his grass. Stephen found it a terribly strange scene. "You alright there, Mrs. A?" No answer. He raised his voice and stepped further into the room. "Mrs. Atkin?".
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