It was a late spring morning in April. Just a few clouds in the sky, the slightly-stronger-than-normal breeze making the air a little more crisp and cooler than usual. Zack was finishing up his meeting, which was approaching lunch. He checked the time on his phone, noticing he had a notification from Snapchat. He decided to wait on opening it, as he headed down the hall to his office.
Inside, he closed the door, checking the time again (since, in his excitement he forgot to actually *check* the time). 11:34am. If he left at 11:40, he’d be home in time… His wife would be gone, since she typically stays at work all day. And that’d give him enough time —
His phone dinged again, another Snap.
“Oh?” He grinned, heart racing, he opened it up. His heart hadn’t raced like this in about a year, since his last mistress broke things off to work things out with her own husband. Zack had decided he’d try the same, but, after about six months decided he’d try his luck again. And it paid off, meeting his new mistress, Amy.
The snap opened up.
>On my way!