Men are naturally, irredeemably unfaithful creatures. It was a frequent boast of Paddis to her friends and colleagues, and one never challenged.
Until Emma. Thats hardly fair.
Its not meant to be fair. Steam from the prior users had beaded the pink-tiled walls and floors of the ladies showers and changing alcove, but Paddi and Emma had the place to themselves. Or do you think your Wills different?
Her tone suggested the answer; Emmas reply confirmed it. Of course. We have a special relationship.
Paddi snorted. Will wants me, too.
Emma tied up her chestnut hair after removing her T-shirt. You two may have been an item once, but weve been married for two years now.
That makes it harder for him, then. Paddi grinned cheekily at her own innuendo as she removed her own T-shirt; like her friend, shed stopped wearing bras on her holidays. We never shagged when we were dating, and no man can know any woman without wondering, at least once, what the sex would be like. And after two years with the same woman...
Her voice trailed off, practically begging for a response from Emma. And she wasnt disappointed, either, watching the other woman as she hung up her remaining clothes and grabbed her gel and shower token. Are you implying Im a boring lover? She padded off into the shower room without waiting for an answer.
Of course not, Paddi called after her, casting aside the last of her own clothing. She paused to admire her reflection in the half-fogged mirror opposite: burr of honey-blonde hair over bright blue eyes, firm breasts, smooth thighs. She lifted her own token and took the place beside Emma; the water splashing off of her friends body felt lovely and warm. But even sirloin tastes dull if a man eats it every night.
Really. Emma sounded unconvinced.
Believe it. Paddi inserted her own token into the shower machine, immediately jumping back with a squeal at the icy blast which struck her body.
Emma looked suitably innocent. Sorry; I should ... Læs hele novellen
