Sometimes it felt to her as if the time had stopped – only to leap forward again in the next moment. Her thoughts gathering dust in the stillness of the moment, her spirit wild as the wind that blew across the deserted streets. “How do you want to spend your time?” she asked, looking him deep in his eyes. Somewhere down the street, a car alarm went off. The test pattern on the television flickered. Another moment had passed. “We can make the time disappear”, the man replied, much to her amusement. Words lost their meaning and gradually ceased to exist. Everything had been said before. Yet not with their voices.
Ever since she had gotten up that morning, she had had that specific tingly feeling inside her. Anxious for her husband to come back home from work, she hadn’t even been able to cook a proper meal. “Dining in and eating out… that gives me an idea…” she thought to herself and went to her lingerie chest. After rummaging through her selection of lacy little things, most of them being gifts from her husband, she set her mind on a white number that was one of her new favourites. “Today he’ll get to enjoy something rich and creamy. This will go perfectly with the pearl necklace he gave me”, she giggled to herself. When she heard the front door open and close, she tiptoed to the dining room and positioned herself on the table. “Hi, honey, I got us Chinese on the way home…” her husband started to say but then dropped the paper bag and just stared at her. “Let me remind you in case you don’t already know… dining out can happen down below”, she said with a wink.