Fourth date,

First time I met him after work, in a hidden nook of West London where we mortified the rest of the customers at a little family restaurant by making out the entire night (and provided much needed gossip for the waiters!) This was the one spent discussing the logistics of spending a night together, of how we would be able to sort it out so we could finally have sex. Of the excuses we could make to respective partners, of the most suitable and discreet hotels (we had a list, oh yes, like boy scouts, people who have affairs are always prepared) we could go to… of whether we should spend a whole night together or be happy with a few hours.