Archive for April, 2008
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I walked in the door after a week at corporate headquarters in New Jersey. It wasn’t my favorite place to visit, but I did enjoy the lifestyle my position provided.
“Hello, Gorgeous!” I smiled as I strolled into the kitchen, surprising my wife preparing dinner. “Did you miss me, or did you find a little something on the side?”
I had been suggesting to my wife of 17 years that she try having sex with another man. The thought always gave me an incredible erection and seemed to fuel my carnal desires. I guess I had been rather persistent about the idea for the past six months.
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Jim and Julie set out for a ride one Saturday. It was mid-May and the weather was warm and clear. They headed for the north Georgia Mountains for the weekend, as they had been busy all week and needed some time to get away and unwind.
The Aztec was fully loaded for the weekend with foods and clothing. They had their telescope, camera and other recreational items loaded for their recreation. Jim knew the perfect places for stargazing and Julie was just excited about getting out of town. As they headed north on highway 441, they had long passed through Athens and Commerce and were headed towards the Toccoa area. As they rode, they listened to the CD’s Julie had packed.
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Bill had left for work an hour earlier. His last action before shutting the door was a perfunctory kiss on her cheek as he hurried out the door, his mind already occupied on the day’s events. Again, he had missed the significance of her squeeze on his upper arm; again he missed entirely, the questioning look she gave his retreating back.
“Jay; get up, you’re going to be late.” Jean shouted at the top of her voice over the edge of the banister. Jamie was a typical angst ridden teenage young man, lazy and disinclined to venture out of bed before the last minute, or he had been forgotten about.
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Tom told me a day ago that he would be out of town for a two-day meeting. He would leave tomorrow, and if things went to schedule he could fly out Friday morning or early afternoon and be home by dinner Friday. He traveled a lot in his job as an engineer but usually only short trips like this. I didn’t mind as it gave me some time away from him.
It’s not that I didn’t love my husband. Tom was a good father, a gentle lover and a wonderful provider. He had never given me any cause to want to be away from him but our marriage didn’t seem to be enough for me after the baby was born. Our lovemaking didn’t satisfy me and Tom wasn’t able to meet my needs for companionship. I wasn’t sure what the problem was but I wasn’t happy.
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