Step on a Crack [antikvár]

OneTHE BACK OF THE TABLE captain's cream-colored evening jacket had just turned away when Stephen Hopkins leaned across the secluded corner booth and kissed his wife. Caroline closed her eyes, tasting the cold champagne he'd just sipped, then felt a tug as Stephen's hand caught one of the silk spaghetti straps of her Chanel gown."These puppies aren't exactly secured in this frock, if you haven't noticed," she said as she came up for air. "Keep playing around and we're going to have a serious wardrobe malfunction. How's my lipstick?""Delicious," Stephen said, smiling like a bleeping movie star. Then he touched her thigh."You're past fifty," Caroline said. "Not fifteen."Having this much fun with your husband, Caroline thought, playfully twisting Stephen's hand away, had to be3