The fire was lit and a blanket had been placed by the fireside, with a picnic basket and two glasses of wine on top. Gentle, soothing music was floating through the house, the kids were at their aunts and the dog was locked in the back room. Everything was ready and waiting for her arrival. She would be leaving work soon and then the most romantic birthday of her life would begin. He had planned everything perfectly.
The door was closed and jammed with a chair so no one could disturb them. Moaning and heavy breathing was coming from within the manager’s office, were the contents of the desk was all over the floor and the wife of a loving husband was earning her promotion in the easiest way she could think of. She had never been one for hard work.
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