Susan never wanted to run a pub but it was her husband's dream and she would stand by him; dutiful as ever. Sharing a life, sharing a bed but so rarely sharing intimacy. At fifty four years old, Susan has convinced herself that she is happy and content, even though she knows she will probably never feel the electric thrill of sex that used to be so important to her; the thrill she can still recall when she dreams about her first love.

Harry is down on his luck and struggling with every aspect of his life. As if her needs things to be any worse, the sex drive that once ruled his life, has deserted him too. Harry can only see a bleak, lonely future. Alone, miserable and bored, he decides to track down the love of his life.

The insane passion that ruled their teenage years is rekindled when they meet and they plunge into an all consuming, blinding affair that burns so fiercely that both are forced to re-evaluate their lives. But is it a dream come true, or a nightmare?