They had to be very careful where and when they met.  He was well known for miles around, owing to his job as a school teacher in the village primary school, and even she had a certain notoriety – but I’ll come back to that.

As usual, it all started as a casual flirtation, an odd comment with double meaning when they saw each other – she was usually roped in to help out at swimming classes and on school trips and it was more a flirtation that they both took part in, than anything of substance.  For one thing, there was always somebody else around, they were never alone until one day she called back at the school after hours to collect a coat her child had left on a hook, their fingers brushed as he handed her the coat and she was surprised to feel a shock of something which started in her fingers and finished in her stomach.  She looked at him in surprise and saw that he had felt it too.  She left, telling herself not to be so ridiculous, middle aged women weren’t entitled to school girl crushes, but all the same, part of her wanted to see where this would lead.