HE WAS in ecstasy with a huge smile on his face as his wife moved forwards, then backwards, forward, then backwards again, back and forth, back and forth, in and out, in and out. Her heart was pounding, her face was flushed, then she moaned, softly at first, then began to groan louder.
Finally, totally exhausted, she let out an almighty scream and shouted, “Okay, okay! I can’t park the bloody car! You do it, you smug bastard!”