(Continued from last issue)
David and Diane have been married for years; then there is Julie, the young secretary whose axis collides with the couple’s in ways none of them saw coming.
JULIE
It is often said that relationships are a constant learning experience, and this is especially true for new ones; I had been so worried that my drama with David might negatively affect Kenneth’s enthusiasm for our relationship, but quickly realized that if anything, it only heightened it.
It was as though he felt he and David were competing for position of ‘man in my life’, and it was a title that he was determined to claim. Of course, in my mind there was no competition as David had first lost that post when he hit me, and then completely obliterated any chance of reclaiming it when he had the DNA test done on Junior.
However, Kenneth did not seem to realize this, and the fact that David was still calling and lurking about, only fuelled his determination to stamp and mark his territory.
Junior had fallen asleep during the drive back, and although he woke up when we arrived, he only stayed awake long enough for his bath before dozing off again, leaving Kenneth and I by ourselves, and that is when Kenneth really began to turn on the charm.
He was always very touchy-feely around me, but this evening, it seemed like his hands were constantly touching one part of my body or another, and when after dinner we sat down to watch a movie, he showed absolutely no interest in the movie and instead focused solely on me, quickly progressing from just touching, to kissing me, and before long, our clothes were coming off.
I made no move to stop him, and having received the green light, he charged full speed ahead, and we never made it to the bedroom, making love for the first time right there on his couch.
Like David, he was a skilled and passionate lover, but that’s where the similarities ended; while David liked to take control, Kenneth preferred to let me set the pace, never taking more than I gave, pausing every now and then to make sure we were still in perfect sync.
The result was a beautiful and seemingly endless journey of exploration and discovery, a meeting of not just our bodies, but our souls, and an awakening of feelings and sensations I could not remember ever having felt before.
DAVID
I woke up with a hangover for the first time in years and cursed myself first for having lost control and drinking that much, and then, as the memories of the previous night began to come back to me, for not only just letting Diane see me in such a state, but also for having expressed my thoughts and feelings to her so candidly.
Her side of the bed had not been slept in, which after how loving and dedicated she had been of late, was a loud and clear demonstration of just how angry and disappointed she was in my shenanigans of the previous night.
The only consolation I had was that unlike Julie, whose forgiveness was far from guaranteed, I knew that Diane’s pardon could be bought at the right price; it would undoubtedly cost me a pretty penny, but at least I was sure it was attainable.
The house was unnaturally quiet for a weekday morning, which meant I had overslept and the children had already left for school, which was both a blessing and a curse.
A blessing, as it meant I did not have to deal with them while hung over, and a curse as I was definitely going to be late for work, and on top of my increasingly pounding headache, would have to navigate through the nightmare of the morning traffic.
Just the thought of it almost made me call in sick to the office, but then I heard the shower running in the guest bedroom and realized Diane was still around, and when compared to dealing with an irate Diane, morning traffic, even when compounded by a hangover, was the preferable option; so, I got up and headed for the bathroom.
By the time I was done showering and getting dressed, I could still hear Diane in the guest bathroom; so, I grabbed the opportunity to beat a hasty retreat down the stairs, forfeited my usual morning cup of coffee and literally snuck out of the house. I would pass by the mall after work, buy her a fancy and expensive gift, and my sins from last night would be forgiven.
DIANE
David had left for work by the time I got out of the guest room the next morning which was particularly irritating as it meant I was unable to vent my frustration at his behaviour from the previous night, but at the same time, probably just as well considering how upset I was.
I had of course gotten up much earlier to pack the children off to school – with great resentment at the fact that he was no doubt still sleeping off his drunkenness instead of helping me with the morning routine – but once they were gone, I had gone back to the room to get myself ready for the day, and by the time I was done with that, I found he had already left.
For a while I considered calling him to let him know what I thought of his behaviour, if for no other reason than to get it off my chest; on second thought, I realized how counter-productive that would be.
First of all, because I knew that he hated receiving calls at work that were not of a professional nature, unless it was practically an emergency. He would turn the tables on me and get mad about me calling him in the first place.
Secondly, since it was not a subject he would be willing to engage in, he would probably simply hang up on me once he realized what I was calling to discuss, and that would only leave me feeling even more frustrated.
No, far better to save it till tonight when he had nowhere to run to and go vent to Tracy at the boutique in the meantime. She was probably tired of hearing me whining about David, but at least, she would not get mad or refuse to hear what I had to say.
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Source: The Observer
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