Burt decides to have a drink.

“I'm going downstairs for a drink.” Burt eventually said.

Typical, thought Abby as she watched him leave the room.

She just stood there. Going over what had just happened. She could hardly believe the things she had said. But she had been so mad with him. She had wanted to shock him. To make him realise how stupid he was being. To get him angry. To fight back. To grab her by the wrists and tell her not to be so fucking stupid. That he loved her and that he wanted to forget the whole thing.

No. All he said is that he wanted a drink.

She wondered if he really did love her.

Oh of course he does, Abby. She corrected herself. So why act like this?

Gaaahhhh!!!! She could almost scream out her frustration. She needed to get out the house.

Taking her phone from her pocket, Abby rung her sister.

“Cathy? Hi, me…. No, I’m alright…… Just got a few things on my mind. Fancy going out for a drink tonight?...... You do? Great! I’ll meet you at our bar in twenty minutes…… Love you too. Seeya!”

Putting the phone back in her pocket, Abby went to leave when the computer screen caught her attention. Going over, she re-read the advert that Burt had shown her.

"Hi. I'm Steve. I'm 25 and 6 foot 5. I run my own business which pretty much kills any social life I may want to have and I'm looking for someone to love and have fun with. For the potential lover out there, I do need to warn you that I'm pretty big 'downstairs' and have known to scare off the odd potential lover. However, for those who have taken the 'plunge', it has been an experience they will never forget.

If you wish to contact me, send an email to my address below.

PS Photos are available on request."

Oh, Burt. You really want me to actually have sex with this guy?

Next to the ad, she saw a print icon. Moving the mouse, she clicked on it.

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Half an hour later, she and her sister were sitting in a bar downtown.

“I can’t believe it, Abby. You think Burt really wants you to do this?” Cathy asked, as she looked at the ad that Abby had printed out.

“I don’t know. He thinks he does. Oh, Cathy. I just don’t know what has gotten into him lately. Ever since he lost out on promotion at work, he’s been different.”

“Maybe.” Replied Cathy. “But most guys don’t react by wanting their wives to fuck a younger man. Even if he is as hot as this Steve.”

“Cathy!” For the first time that night, Abby chuckled.

“Well honestly, Abby. Do you believe this ad? ’I do need to warn you that I'm pretty big 'downstairs' and have known to scare off the odd potential lover. However, for those who have taken the 'plunge', it has been an experience they will never forget.’ Talk about an ego. Do you believe him?”

“Well Burt does obviously.”

“And I can’t believe that you told him that you would come off the Pill and risk pregnancy with this guy.”

“I know.” Abby sighed. “But I got so mad with him.”

“Maybe it’s the mid life crisis?” Cathy suggested.

“Whose? His or mine?”

“Maybe both?”

They both laughed.

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The two sisters spent another hour at the bar before they decided to call it a day and go home.

Abby hoped that by now that Burt had a chance to think about it and had come to his senses.

Once home, Abby went looking for her husband and found him in the study upstairs, back in front of the computer.

“Oh you are back.” He said. She could tell he had a few drinks though he was not drunk.

“Yes.” She said curtly. “Do you want any dinner?”

“No.” He said. “I made myself something.”

“Okay.”

Abby just stood in the doorway for a few minutes until Burt noticed.

“Well?” He asked.

“Did you think over what I said? Have you come to your senses?” She asked.

“Yes.” He said.

“Yes?” Abby asked, after a pause.

“In fact I have already messaged Steve.” He continued.

“Steve?” Abby asked stupidly.

“The guy from the ad that I showed you earlier and yes I asked him about sexual diseases and he says he’s clean. Anyway, guess what? He wants to meet.”

Oh God! Thought Abby.

"And..." continued her husband and could she detect a hint of a smirk? "He has sent us another photo of himself."

Pulling his chair, Burt invited Abby to look at the screen.

Unable to help herself, Abby did just that.

"OH MY GOD!" She gasped when she saw Steve's new photograph.