Brenda was a student in one of the college courses I teach for a little extra spending cash. I do not have to work yet it received me out of the house & put some cash in my pocket for a drink here, a rum soaked cigar there, or any little incidental my heart might desire.
She entered my class that first day like any other student. She caught my eye with her smile & soft movements of hair, lips, arms & hands; almost as if orchestrated by a mature conductor balancing & shifting notes to form sounds that are perfect to any ear.
The semester went on with the occasional talk or response to her assignments or questions; nothing out of the ordinary. I few weeks after the grades were released she e-mailed me approximately the possibility of lunch to discuss a project she wanted my assistance with.
We met at a sports club inside a major league baseball stadium. It was astonishing as she was seated there with her dark hair with a conservatively wild, wind shaped style. Her lips with a soft pink lip gloss & lashes sculpted to draw a man’s eyes to them. We talked & ate & talked & shared & thought & enjoyed the sensual tension that dances between & older gentleman & a younger woman.
We began to meet weekly exploring the various cuisines in the city of this size; never returning to the same place more than once. Our talks were like a drink of cold milk on a hot day for me as the attention from her was intoxicatingly rejuvenating.
Eventually that first kiss arrived & I was so deep in love by this time that falling seemed like flying. She shared intimacies that I had never felt or experienced. The way her tongue darting in between my lips stealing my desires before I could quench them was surreal.
When she hinted at moving in together I jumped much like a kid would at cotton candy teasingly surrounding the senses of the body. We moved in & things were wonderful for that next month. I slowly began to adjust to her special uniqueness. I was deep in the well by this time & not a brain cell was wasted on thinking of climbing out.
Then one Friday evening Brenda called from work that she was going to pleased hour with some of the girls from work. I felt odd yet when she came home I was relieved. She had come home to alter & her friend Connie was picking her up so she did not have to drive after of few glasses of wine. I received Connie a glass of wine when she arrived as Brenda was still preparing for her first evening out without me since we moved in together.
I had a pizza delivered & watched a basketball game & then some old movies. 10:00pm….12:00pm….2:00am? I hear a car pull into the drive & two car doors open & close. I was so pleased she was home. I did not know what to do; should I wait up or go to the bedroom? I was frozen so I stayed still watching the old black & white movie. I could hear laughing outside the front door yet it was not Connie. It was a man’s voice; laughing, whispering, I could not move. It seemed like eternity until it was silent & then the door opening & she was inside.
“Oh, you’re still up?” she announced in a louder than usual voice. I shared with her that I did not wait up & that I just received interested in the movie. She giggled & went off to bed. Nothing else was said.
Two weeks after the phone rang & it was Connie. She told me she would bring Brenda home later. I thanked her as I placed the phone down & repeated the Friday evening from two weeks ago, the last payday Friday. 10, 12 & 2 when the same car doors opened & closed. This time I heard her keys jingling the front door & in stepped her & a man. I was frozen still with eyes as wide as coffee cup saucers. “Oh, this is Todd” she blurted out as he closed & locked the front door. “Sweetie, he is pretty drunk & I do not want him to drive home. He is going to sleep on the sofa.” “You head off to bed & I will be there in a few”, she whispered.
I went to bed & laid there waiting for her, hearing that same laughter as before & the whispering. My heart was pounding & aching inside as wild thoughts filled my brain, bouncing off the walls of my intelligence. A little more than an hour & Brenda came to bed & was sound asleep in minutes. I laid there smelling the mixture of fragrances; wine, cigarette smoke, & a man’s cologne. I finally fell asleep fighting back my suspicions & petty thoughts of jealousy. Was I being silly or sound of mind?
In the morning I made them my famous omelets with all the fixings that I had been guided to prepare for my lovely Brenda. Todd showered in the guest bath while Brenda showered in our shower. He gave her a hug & shook my hand. I glanced to see Brenda smiling like the Cheshire cat. I was too afraid to make some silly & unfounded words approximately her two evenings out. I let it go; somehow knowing that was the best thing to do. I was beginning to question everything. I shook it off & forgot approximately it all the best I could.
Saturday morning came & I took her out for a very special breakfast as if I had been the one to come home late. The next two weeks were as wonderful as when we first met. I was nervous that next payday Friday as I relaxed & waited for the phone call. But no call? Around 10:00pm I called her cell phone & it rang – in our bedroom. She had not even taken her phone. I was incapacitated as the wild thoughts from weeks ago returned like a flash flood. It was 12:00pm when I heard her keys jingling at the front door lock. I was so pleased until Todd walked through first & then she locked the front door & dead bolted. Something else was different, no cigarette or alcohol smells? Brenda spoke, “Here Todd let me put that in the frig while I make us a snack.
Not knowing what to think or do I just sat there quietly. It was as if I were not even there. Brenda & him were talking & whispering & laughing in the kitchen, then the hall, then the kitchen again. Brenda came over to my chair, placing her arms on the armrests her gorgeous face inches from mine, “You do not want to stay up while we watch this movie, do you sweetie?” as her eyes enlarged. I received up & slowly headed for the bedroom & she followed. I was excited for a moment thinking she was coming to bed. I turned to sit on the bed as she closed the door to her head at the opening, “I do not think it would be a satisfactory idea for you to come out for the rest of the evening sweetie.” Her look scared me. I laid there straining to hear the sounds if any.
In the morning I showered & dressed yet did not leave the bedroom. I waited patiently as I heard him leave at approximately noon. Brenda finally came to the bedroom & walked around as if nothing had happened. She kissed me & hugged me, “I love you so much sweetie. I waited for so many years for a man like you to be in my life.” She softly whispered to me.
History repeating itself; the next two weeks were heaven sent after that last Friday evening. Nothing was spoken of the evening or night. I was anxious as the next payday Friday arrived yet was elated when at 3:00pm Brenda walked through the front door. I lost twenty pounds when I saw her eyes meet mine. She was moving quickly & seemed nervous or upset somehow? “Is everything okay my love?” I asked unaware.
“No Todd is coming over & he is very upset, those idiots passed him over again for the Principal position he wanted in his district”, she stated angrily. He arrived a half hour later. I started toward the front door when she approximately mowed me down, passing me in the red nightgown I gave her for Christmas. I was terrified as she met him at the door. Hanging on his arm & comforting him. She was wearing just red lace panties, matching bra, white thigh highs with rose lace elastic tops & the silk outer cover of the red silk robe. I disappeared into the walls as she comforted him & walked him to our bedroom. She returned & hugged me. “He is very upset & he needs me baby”, she stated excitedly. I started to follow her when she turned abruptly. “We are not going to do this now. You need to disappear until tomorrow, do you understand? She closed the double doors to our bedroom & locked them tightly. I crossed the hall & lay on the bed listening to the sounds of passion & heated love coming from behind the closed doors. Fighting back the tears as erotic thoughts swirled in my minds eye. Imagining my erotic woman comforting Todd in the same way she comforts me. My masculine muscle tightening with each nasty thought. Tearing my mind into a thousand issues & sides. My love challenged, my manhood challenged, the love of her to be pleased & fulfilled, imagining her atop his younger muscular body using him by pleasuring him using him; or is it me that is being used. Oh assist me know what to do.
It’s a caveman, evolutionary thing to feel horny at a loved partner (or even family in few cases) being ravished. You love her. If it hurts you, talk to her. Don’t get mental damage from this, that affects your life. If you want to enjoy it, do. If you don’t, make like the majority of folk and be very unhappy, and sort it out normally.