Chapter 8
Jane
Shit! Not only have I cheated on Jack several times, now I have deeply hurt his feelings. Not the way I intended the evening to go. I just wanted to clean up and make love to my husband and show him how much I love him. Instead, I said the meanest thing I have ever said to him.
I have called his number a half dozen times this evening to say I’m sorry but my calls have been sent directly to voice mail. He has his phone shut off and I have no idea where he is or what he is doing.
As I crawl into bed, I figure it’s unlikely he will come home tonight now. I am worried because I don’t know here he is. But if he were hurt and in a hospital, I would have been contacted. Right?
Jack
I have been hit on by several married women looking for some action and one hooker over the last three hours.
Finally, I am shitfaced and make my way up to my hotel room on the third floor.
Part of me thinks that maybe I should have fucked one of those horny married women.
But really, the only woman I want in my bed right now would be Abigale.
Tuesday 9am
Jane
Damn it! I was hoping Jack would be home before I came to work. But he did not come home yet and his phone is off. I must have really pissed him off this time. His phone still goes right to voice mail. I sent him a text message so it will pop up when he turns his phone on.
I have a bad feeling in my gut. The way he was questioning me seems like he suspects something is going on with me.
This is the first time ever that he has left the house and didn’t return.
I have never seen him as mad as he was last night.
I think there may be more going on with him than just the shitty thing I said to him last night.
When I called Ronald this morning to see if anything seemed off between him and Abby, he told me that she seemed very happy when he got home but was not interested in sex with him. He said that she slept in this morning instead of getting up to make breakfast for him.
Before we got off the phone, he made a plan for us to hook up at lunch time for a quickie. He said he knew of a place where we could park and do it in the back seat of his huge Suburban.
I am nervous about the possibility of fucking somewhere in public, But I revel in the feeling of desire I feel coming from Ronald. I think it is the desire and attention that Ron gives me that is making this affair so addictive for me. Just knowing that he wants me makes my pussy wet for him.
I know that Jack loves me and desires me. But that is different. He is married to me so he is supposed to have those feelings for me. But to have another man desire me, a man who has fantasized about me, is just immeasurably more thrilling for me.
It makes me feel like I am in college again. And those were some pretty wild days for me. I did things in college that I have never told Jack about. Crazy sexual things that I thought would change Jack’s mind about me if he ever knew what a slut I was in high school and college.
Being with Ronald brings back that feeling of wildness. That feeling of danger, of getting away with something, of doing something taboo. Like the time I was gang fucked at a frat party.
No, I’m not that girl anymore. But at 32 and after 7 years pf marriage, I just want some extra excitement in my life. No, I don’t intend to leave Jack for Ron, but I can’t help but enjoy the sex and excitement that Ronald gives me.