Ian walked into the kitchen, where his wife Kelly was preparing lunch. He embraced her from behind and kissed the side of her face. “Hiya sweetie,” he said.She turned in his arms and kissed him open-mouthed, thrusting her tongue against his. “Well that was a bit unexpected,” he said, once they'd eventually stopped seemingly trying to eat each other.“Sorry. Well, not sorry, but you know what I mean.”Ian noticed her flushed...