
A seven-year itch alighted on Candy Montgomery's marriage in 1978, and the north Texas housewife couldn't help but scratch it. She craved a love affair — a bodice-ripping, chest-heaving romance with a man who would stimulate her in ways that her computer engineer husband, Pat, had never been able.
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Candace Wheeler, an Army brat, and Pat Montgomery, a nerdy rising star at Texas Instruments, had met in El Paso on a date arranged by Pat's mother. Over their years together, they had forged a comfortable partnership with two children, but Candy yearned for more. "I want fireworks," she told a friend. But with whom?
Candy was attractive enough — petite, blonde and not yet 30. But she didn't seem the swinger type, with her church lady's wardrobe and bookish eyeglasses.
One evening during a church volleyball game, Candy nearly collided with a teammate named Allan Gore, a computer software engineer. She got close enough to get a good whiff of him, and she perceived what she thought was a sexy odor. It may have been muskiness, not manliness; like Candy, Gore was a plain man — small of stature, neither fit nor fat, and balding. No one would have mistaken him for Fabio.
Yet a few weeks later, Candy pulled Gore aside after church choir practice and said, "Would you be interested in having an affair with me?" If she was hoping for a spontaneous love clinch and a Harlequin Romance moment, she didn't get it. Instead, Gore replied as though someone had made an offer to buy a used toaster or television set from him. "Well, thank you for your interest," he said. "Let me think about it and get back to you."




