The clock on the wall ticked past 02:13. Soo tossed and turned, unable to rest. Lionel would be asleep, so she sent a SMS message instead of calling. She reached out over her sister, picked up her phone and keyed in — “HUBBY - LOVE U”.
She hit the send button, and smiled. Now she could relax and share his dreams.
Only known Lionel a couple of months but with his wife visiting her sister in Bangkok, Esme had him all to herself – an overnight stay at their love-nest.
She fingered her pendant and shivered in anticipation. She knew it was wrong to cheat, but at thirty-seven, she needed his naked body next to hers. Needed to feel him inside her. Needed to hear him shudder and moan. Needed him…
Her fingertips lingered on his arm, floated downwards.
‘You tired, honey?’
Lionel Block glanced across. It wasn’t Soo his wife, but lazing languidly in the passenger seat of his Honda Accord was his latest squeeze. Esme.
Libidinous. Insatiable. Exciting.
Both had firm breasts, but Esme had long legs, and Lionel was thinking about putting his hand between them. In fact, he was thinking about doing a lot more than that.
He grinned, took one hand off the steering wheel. Brushed the sweat from his brow. Watched her hand stroke him.
His voice cracked. ‘I’m horny, sweetheart.’
Right then, Lionel was fast approaching the Oriental Hotel — their discrete liaison. The clock display on the illuminated dashboard registered 02:14 when his phone warbled, the accident happened - and their world collapsed.
A butterfly beating its wings in Bolivia activates an earthquake in Indonesia — cause and effect.
And so the lie began.