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An hour and a half later, a lot drunker than before, Sharon got up to leave. She waved goodbye and wished everyone a happy Christmas and such. Dave stood up. He knew this was the only time he would have a chance with the happily married office flirt. He had heard a few stories and gossip of too much drink and Sharon, and he intended finding out for himself. “I’ll walk with you!” He held his hand out to Sharon and she quickly grabbed it to help steady herself.

Out in the open air, he pulled her closer as they walked and put his arm around her waist. “So Shaz, how are you getting home?”

“I’m getting a train and phoning my husband to meet me at the station” She started to search in her bag for her phone. Dave could feel its weight inside his coat.

“Whats up?” he asked innocently.

“My fucking phone?” She mumbled “My husband is out at his friends and I’m supposed to ring him on his mobile.”