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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Mark walked into the kitchen and placed the empty wine glass by the sink. It had been an hour since rachel had gone to bed and he began his now usual routine, of sitting in the front of the telly with a drink before going upstairs to climb in next to his already snoring wife.
He cpuldnt remeber when this routine had started, nor what the cause had been, all he knew was the sex was no longer there in their relationship. Whether it was the birth of their daughter, the change of both their jobs following his redundancy, or just the fact after 15 years together the spark simply goes, he did not know.
He looked at the clock, just coming up for 11, he didnt quite feel tired yet and tomorrow was an evening shift so no need to be up at silly o clock
He made the decision to open a second bottle of red. He poured the drink and sat down with a sigh
He picked up the remote and scrolled through the sky planner. "All these channels and nothing on" he thought to himself. He decided on a repeat of QI on dave.
A few minutes later, and bored, he picked up his phone to check Facebook, he liked a few friends funny posts, left a sarcastic comment on a post from a girl hed not seen from college going on about a cheesy 2000s band revival concert, wished his cousin a happy belated birthday and drained his glass. He went back to the kitchen for a refill, as he came back , his phone was lit up.
Hed recieved a Facebook messenger message from Ellen, the girl , well lady now I guess from his college days.
"How dare you dis s club" the message read
"Sorry, I was more a steps fan" mark replied
He sipped his wine and tried to remember Ellen. All he could really remember about her was she was his friends terrys girlfriend for a few months when they were 18 . He remembered her being cute, but quiet , a shy girl. The more he cast his mind back he remebered a night out with terry and her. "Oh my god" mark thought "I remember looking at her bum all night in that dress"
She messaged back "so hows you?"
They swapped a few messages, catching up, chatting about old friends, and how life had been, now they were approaching 40
"Ive moved to wales " ellen typed "we got a bed detached here for the price of a terraced at home"
"Great" mark replied "ive got a small semi"
"Hmmm" the message came back "id love to help you make that bigger"
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ok, black one it is then. now i just need help picking the underwear 
