When I heard the key in the door, I knew it was the start of the weekend we’d carved out for ourselves — no work, no kids, just us!

Walter’s smile had a hint of mischief. I went to greet him, and in his kiss I felt all the pent-up desire and love.

“Did you get Cathy off to her sleepover all right?” he asked as he put his keys down and slipped his jacket off. I put my index finger over his mouth and said, “Uh-uh, no daddy talk. The girls’ll be up all night talking and laughing and carrying on. Let’s us just think about us being up all night talking and laughing and carrying on.”

He knew I’d been working out, and noticed the TV was on, with a DVD on pause. He hit PLAY, and when it resumed said, “Ah, I see what you’ve been up to, you... Read More