They met for lunch at a vegan restaurant

It was not of Mr Bakers choosing

He was more of a meat and potatoes man

He nearly choked on the quinoa and mushroom salad

Are you enjoying the vegan food she asked

Absolutely delicious he replied

She could tell he was lying

He tried to imagine the beetroot was roast beef

She kissed him on the cheek upon leaving

Lingering more than a friendly peck

He was surprised but enjoyed the attention

Her perfume was alluring

They took the same train morning and evening

Engaging constant small talk

Much to the annoyance of all the silent commuters

Who hung on every word

His wife was visiting her sick mother that weekend

He invited Miss Walters to dinner and the theatre

At the steakhouse she ordered salad

Less risk of choking on a ribeye he thought

She held his hand tightly during the play

At the end she whispered take me home

He pulled up outside her house

You must come in for a nightcap she insisted

Her house was immaculate 

She poured drinks and suggested a tour

He admired her expensive artwork

Unfortunately for Mr. Baker the stay in the bedroom was brief 

The house tour finished in the garage 

His eyes lit up as he saw a bright red Ferrari

That belonged to my late husband she said

I keep him in the freezer over there

.…..To be continued………