WHEN all our children are out playing on the garden trampoline, I’m bouncing around with my neighbour in his bed.
He is 32 and a single dad to a girl of nine. I am a married woman of 45 with three girls.
We moved between lockdowns to a new estate. I was exhausted, working full time and sorting out the house and childcare. My husband is 48 and works shifts.
So when I saw an ad for a better-paid job working from home, I went for it.
I was invited to an interview but on the day, my car wouldn’t start. My neighbour was outside and seeing I was in a flap, offered to give me a lift.
Telling my husband I’d got the job was such a let down — he was less than interested and just played on his phone.
But my neighbour was really excited for me. Messaging me through Instagram, he insisted, “We should celebrate”.
The next day, my phone pinged with a message saying, “How about that drink?” The kids were in school so I thought, why not?
Prosecco led to flirting and him telling me he fancied me. I couldn’t believe it.
I hadn’t had any attention for so long and he is in great shape. We went upstairs and he kissed me, all over. It was incredible.
Our liaison has gone on for a year now. Over the summer we even managed quickies while the girls played in the garden.
Now I can’t wait for the girls to all go to school, so me and my neighbour can get straight back on it.
I’m now working from home three days a week, as does he. We both log on, each do a bit of work and then get down to real business.
Am I being a fool?
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