The second time she heard it. The first time she wasn't sure but thought it could be the sound of the front door bell ringing.<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fmedia.stardary.com%2Fsource%2Ffb%2F33836%2F2017-10%2F31%2F33836_e9b37d26119a7ab1e89452d614692e94.jpg&amp;hash=571e6b614bb26a8f290a541c5b7541eb" href="https://media.stardary.com/source/fb/33836/2017-10/31/33836_e9b37d26119a7ab1e89452d614692e94.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Antonia Aikman</a>was doing her daily workout in the basement gym of where she lived . It was a Saturday morning and she curious who it could be other than possibly a delivery man though she wasn't expecting anything. She knew she didn't have any clients booked herself for the therapy clinic that she ran from home. There was an outside chance that it may be one of her husband's student but he was away at a conference for the weekend.<br/><br/>Reluctantly turning off the treadmill she was, the 27 year old honey blonde trundled up the stone staircase in her sweats to check.  She was visibly perspiring. Her brow felt clammy and her clothes were sticking to her body. On he way, she grabbed a towel to absorb some of the excess.  Before opening the door, Toni as she was known spied throw the security peephole but did not recognise the short buxom girl waiting outside. Was this one of the floozies she suspected her husband was taking with him but she wasn't sure where to go.<br/><br/>"Sorry, you've missed him. He went nearly an hour ago but you may be able to catch him still at the airport." Toni told the dark haired girl as soon as she opened the door.