We only drove around half an hour away, to an area I knew well, up a large hill that provided a great view of the city below us. Getting out, we broke open a bottle of champagne I'd kept chilled in an esky, pouring us a glass each before we just enjoyed a cuddle and kiss in silence.

"Sure you don't want to just go home and fuck your wife?" she asked quietly, both of us immediately chuckling, "I'm going to love hearing that word, you know."

"Waited a while to hear it, that's for both of us."

"Still think I'm dreaming sometimes."

"You do look absolutely fucking stunning, Cindy....