He wasn't a man to turn down such an offer though and immediately nodded his head enthusiastically, "love one Jeannette, fuel me up for the ride home," thinking wickedly to himself that hopefully he wouldn't be going back out in the cold again, not that night anyway!

Jeannette knew she was playing with fire, but she didn't care, she had a right to do whatever she wanted, she justified in her mind as she poured Jules a larger snifter of brandy, watching admiringly as he lit a fire in the hearth, and anyway he's my friend, why shouldn't he come into the house for a nightcap!

The two teachers sat quietly by the fire, drinking their brandy, both very aware of each other's presence, both thinking how nice it would be to be in each other's arms, yet neither of them daring to make the move. Suddenly, Jules realized that it was now or never and leaning over he placed a warmly loving kiss on his fellow teacher's lips.

Jeannette felt Jules' hot moist lips on hers and felt a little tingle of excitement run up and down her thigh, realizing that it was beginning again, would she be as frigid with Jules as she was with her husband. Suddenly the thought of her husband made her start and she pushed Jules away from her, her face registering the look of a frightened deer.

"What is it Jeannette," Jules asked quietly, "I want you, you know that and whoever hurt you before wasn't me, remember I'm someone else."

The frightened young teacher looked at Jules now and realized that she was being silly, he wasn't going to hurt her like her husband, he was a gentle, kind man. She rose now, taking Jules by the hand and with a womanly quality she had never known herself to have before she led him into the bedroom.