Filed under: What to do...What to do...
And that’s why we make a good you and me.
What comes out of his mouth is always a surprise. You know how some people are predictably funny? Before they even say a word you know what track their mind is on. You know, that one track. He’s not like that, he’s diversely funny. He can be gross-funny, goofy-funny, sarcastic-funny, discretly funny; You never know where his head is.
The big surprise came when he asked me to go to Dallas with him for a training group hosted by one of our clients. I was shocked, but quickly and calmly agreed to attend. He said it would be just the two of us for seven days. I was beyond ecstatic. I couldn’t stop thinking of how to finally “seal the deal” on this trip. I bought new clothes and lingerie, new make-up and perfume. This was my chance to hook ‘em and reel ‘em in. I was literally going crazy. I called my best friend, two days prior to leaving, and hashed out a plan with her. She thought I was insane and called me a homewrecker countless times, but I just kept thinking of how I was going to finally make him mine. I was dillusional and starting to freak myself out.
When it finally came down to it, I couldn’t do it. We were alone for an entire week, but didn’t have the guts to make a move even one time. I think that in the back of my mind I was the shame I knew I would feel if I actually succeeded and tore his family apart to get what I wanted. It wasn’t even what I wanted anymore, it was what I needed so very badly.
Filed under: Random Thought
Is it too late to remind you of how we were? I should have stopped you from walking out that door.
Dilemma: I can’t stop, it feels too right. I know he wants it too, but his wife might have something to say about how we make our memories together.
I’m breaking my own rules: Do what you want, when you want and how you want, as long as you don’t hurt anyone. I’m definitely hurting his wife, she just doesn’t know yet.
The way it all started is a he-said-she-said matrix of truth and lies that even Keanu Reeves can’t figure out. One thing’s true though, IT HAPPENED. I’ll deny it to save face. He’ll deny it to save me. And she’ll deny it to save Max. Max will deny it when he’s sixteen and doesn’t understand why everyone else’s mom doesn’t have their own bedroom.
