He watched her standing under the tree, trying to pull her coat tighter around her, as the snow was falling down on her. Winter had truly arrived and it was a cold night. She looked like an angel standing in the snow waiting for him. A perfect angel, his perfect angel.

She had seemed off the last two weeks when they texted and he had a feeling it might have something to do with the same thoughts constantly on his mind. He needed to tell her what he felt, that this was more than an affair to him, that he wanted to be with her. He wanted to leave his wife and start a new life with her. He couldn't keep lying like this. His kids didn't deserve it, his wife didn't deserve it, and May sure as hell didn't deserve it. She deserved stability and love, things that he was ready to give her.

She seemed different, a bit more angry perhaps, as she threw herself at him in his hotel room, tearing his clothes off fast, her own clothes following shortly after. He bit his lip and just watched her, perfect as always, as she walked over to the bed and placed herself on her hands and knees, looking back at him with begging eyes.

Who was he do deny her? He couldn't. He never would be able to. He knew that now. He hurried towards her, placed himself behind her and pushed his dick inside. She thrust back towards him, silently begging him to fuck the living daylights out of her, so he grabbed her hips and did as she wanted.

He went crazy on her, thrusting in fast and hard, drawing out screams and cries from her as he made her cum twice before he couldn't hold back any longer himself and came too. He collapsed down next to her with a stupid grin on his face. She snuggled up on his arm and in that moment he felt more happy than he could ever remember being.

She was already dressed when he woke up the next day. She stood in the middle of the floor, just watching him as if she had waited for him to wake up. Even through sleepy eyes she looked perfect. He had to tell her and he had to tell her now. He sat up and looked at her.

"I wanna talk to you about something," he said.
"Me too. This... you and me... we can't go on. This was the last time," she said.

His heart dropped. Not what he had expected to hear.

"Why?" The word came out as a whisper.
"My husband has been offered a higher position in the company. They're expanding to China and wants him to go there to be the boss," she answered.
"So you're moving to China?" He asked shocked.
"Yeah, it's for the better. We need to be a family, him and I and our daughters. I'm tearing our family apart by seeing you," she said.
"But you'll be so alone there," he tried.
"Maybe, maybe not. I have to give it a try," she said.

He just nodded. He couldn't get another word out as he felt his heart break. She walked over to him, bowed down, took his hands and gave him a quick kiss.

"Thank you for this year. It's something I'll always treasure," she said.
"You're welcome," he said dumbfounded.

She let go off his hands, stood back up, gave him one last look and then turned around and walked out of the room. He watched her leave. He didn't try to stop her even though he wanted nothing more than to run after her, pull her into his arms and refuse to let go. He realized there was something about the old saying. Perfection has its price.