*A pretty little flower, hidden from most, raised to follow after, always an afterthought*.
A lady of character one would think at first sight. One from a bygone era of stay at home housewives and decorum. A spouse that is the envy of husbands and inspires petty jealousies among the wives. But… You have a secret, don’t you?
It starts with mild flirting, perhaps caught behind a long checkout line while you were doing your daily grocery shopping. Perhaps it was a clothing store where you bumped into him buying something for your spouse. Something small, something that was special to you two. And so you repeated it. It was after all pure flirtation, nothing more. You were a devoted wife and nothing would make you stray from your marriage…
He was handsome and a mystery, you were lonely and long past the days where you encountered mysteries. Unlike most other men who had hit on you post marriage he was different, for the simple fact, he didn’t. He treated you like a human, not a video game character whose heart he could win with a few code words. So you let your guard down.