Stolen Moments

A truly funny story about who I am and what I’ve done to my life.
Most women hate me because of who I am. You can call me a lot of things except, ordinary. See I’m no one’s mother and no man’s wife. I’m what everyone wants to be and that’s free. Being tied down to a relationship isn’t ever going to happen in my lifetime or so that's how the plan was supposed to go. Then he happened.
Stéphane Biggs. A sigh here and a moan there has quickly become the highlight of my month. Something about the man makes me dream wet and wish for something more. But we agreed from the start it’d be a little fun and nothing more. I need more.
Can a few stolen moments be turned into a lifetime of happiness or am I better off leaving the suburban life to the soccer moms? Am I willing to let go of everything I have worked so hard to gain to be a wife, maybe a mother or can I have it all?
*Erotic Elements