Chapter 4
I felt a knot in my stomach for the rest of the day. Should I confess? Should I tell Patti what happened with me and Dez. As the hours passed by, I felt more and more anxious inside.
“Shhhhhorry…We has’d a liddle gethtogeter after work,” Patti slurred with a drunken grin on her face. “I called you half a dozen times tonight,” I growled. “You didn’t have the courtesy to call me and tell me you would be late,” I added.
“Shhhorry. I didn’t think of that,” Patti told me as if it were a bother to think about that. “Just like always anymore! You never think about me anymore. You never include me in anything you do anymore. You have treated me like some sort of bothersome roommate for quite some time now,” I hissed.
“Shhhooorrrry baby. I’m really exhausted. I need to go to shhhhleep,” Patti told me as she pulled her heels off her feet. I went back to the bedroom to watch her undress. I was relieved to find that she still had her bra and panties on under her business clothes.
“Probably not having an affair,” raced through my brain. Part of me wished that that was what she was doing. It would explain her indifference towards me over the last many months. It would explain why she has been so cold about sex over the last 8 or 9 months.
I turned off the light for Pattie who went to bed naked and retired to my den to do some writing on the story I am presently working on. I was nearly through the steamy sex scene I was writing when I realized that I was describing what I did with Dez this afternoon.
A smile washes across my face when I remember her telling me to call her Dez with my cock in her mouth.
There is no guilt anymore. If anything, I find myself hoping we could do it again.
Maybe even go further. How wonderful would it be to slide up between those silky soft thighs of hers and slip my cock into her young sweet pussy?
It was midnight when I pulled out the bed from my couch pit to sleep on for the night. I was sure as hell not going to sleep next to a woman who is reeking of alcohol. A woman who treats me like I have cooties or something.
I am still so mad at her for her continued indifference towards me and her outright neglect of our marriage. I find myself wondering why we stay married. I intend to keep my condo near the lake in the Ogden canyon. Other than that, I just want to be done with this torturous marriage.
As I am drifting off to sleep, I clearly remember Destiny’s tits that were exposed to me this afternoon.
I remember her sweet pink pussy that tasted so sweet when I ate her out.
I recall her eyes locked on mine when she sucked me off.
I went to sleep with a huge boner and a smile on my face.
I dream about her sexy nubile body all night long.