David McBride, 38 years old, had been married to his wife for nearly 10 years now, and although they seemed to have great chemistry, and get along great, there were times he felt there was a lack of romance.  Certainly not because he lost his attraction to her, but he chalked it up to being busy all the time, and not having as much quality time together.  He stood about 6'5, 180 lbs, much thinner than his high school days when he was a pretty decent outfielder for his High Schools baseball team.  He had a fairly pale complexion, which freckled with too much sun, and dark brown hair to match his eyes.  He wasn't far from attractive by any means, but he had let him self go some, and started to bald on the top of his hair.  He was consumed with work, and far less concerned with his appearance as a middle aged husband.<br/><br/>He worked as an Insurance agent, having been let go from his old firm where he had 20 years tenure, this new firm required 55 hours a week or more, and it was taking a toll on David and his relationship.  He often only saw his wife for a few hours each evening, getting up well before she did for work, and usually home late after dinner.<br/>They're quality time consisted of catching up on DVR shows they enjoyed watching together, running errands together on the weekend. That was if neither one of them had plans for the gym or a golf outing.<br/><br/>David had tried to get his wife to take up the sport of Golf so they could spend more time together. The sport didn't interest her much, and the early morning tee times often conflicted with the classes she liked to take at the gym. Today happened to be one of those days.<br/><br/>"Honey, I'm meeting Greg and Adam over at the country club in a few.  Need me to pick up anything for dinner on the way home?" he called out softly into the bedroom from the hallway.  She seemed to be still asleep, so he thought best to text her later after she was up." It was 7:45 AM, early to be up, unless you enjoyed golf and wanted to get out before the hot summer sun and humidity became unbearable.<br/><br/>David grabbed his clubs from the garage and tossed them into the cherry red sports car's trunk.  As he pulled out the driveway, he noticed the house two houses down which had a "For Sale" sign on it for the past 3 months, had a moving truck backed into the driveway and several men unloading furniture.<br/><br/>(http://i.ytimg.com/vi/P3LJlwwHD-4/hqdefault.jpg)<br/><br/><