Eileen Craven is a typical suburban housewife with all the problems of looking after a home, taking care of the children, washing, ironing and no time whatsoever for herself.nnEileen's husband, Duncan, is a wonderful husband and they and the children are very happy.nnLouise, the first born is 10 and Melanie only 7, both are at school which at least allows Eileen some space for herself these days.nnNevertheless, there are many days when she feels absolutely stressed out and could do desperately to "chill out" as she would puts it. The chances to actually chill out are few and far between.nnThe love life between Eileen and Duncan was . well OK. They had sex fairly regular but seemed to have lost something along away, they knew each other well and Eileen often thought that Duncan had lost the drive, especially the drive to be inventive, create surprises, be romantic.nnBetrayal never crossed her mind though, Duncan is a lovely man, and she loves him dearly and she has had 10 very happy years married to him.nnLike any one she has her fantasies, she knows an attractive man when she sees and she knew her type. He was tall, dark hair, clean cut, very fit. He would typically have brown eyes, long eyelashes, gleaming white teeth as he flashed a lovely smile. He would be cultured, nice personality, good sense of humour etc. etc.nnWell, that didn't describe Duncan, furthermore it didn't describe anyone she had ever seen. Eileen's dream man was an illusion.nnSpeaking to her sister Beverley as they compared the types they found attractive Eileen said, "I can see him in my mind's eye but I have never actually seen anyone that good."nn"You are definitely aiming high there gal" Beverley said laughing; "if he does exist he's probably a film star by now with a string of women on his arm."nn"Well even if I did see him I wouldn't be tempted, Duncan's my man." Eileen said firmly, "Fantasies are one thing, but my man is the real thing.