She withdrew her hand and looked down. “Way to make a complete fool of yourself, Sarah Lynn Blevins,” she mumbled.
“No, wait,” I quickly said. “You didn’t make a fool of yourself. You’re a beautiful woman. I’d be thrilled to have you in my bed. I’m just a little surprised. Won’t guilt rear its ugly head in the morning? Is this you talking, or is it the drinks?”
She sighed. “Sure, there will be some guilt. I think there would have to be something wrong with me if I didn’t feel just a little bit guilty. But no, I’m not drunk. Just unappreciated. Besides, it’s not like Tim will find out. He thinks I’m planning to sleep in my office. I’ve done that before. Pretty much the only way he’d find out would be if I got pregnant, and that’s not going to happen.”
“You don’t think you’ll find yourself needing to tell him?”
“And risk losing my kids? Not likely,” she answered.
“Aren’t you afraid of taking this step? Of looking outside your marriage to find physical love?”
“Of course! But after all these years, I think the only way I’m going to find physical love is to do exactly that – look outside the marriage. I feel like an old woman at home. This may be my last chance to break out of my shell”
“I don’t want this to change things between us, Sarah,” I said, taking her hand in mine again.
“I’m sure it will change things, and I don’t care. I need to feel wanted and special. I need to know I’m normal. I need to find out if I can have an orgasm with a man. Don’t worry. I’m not going to fall in love with you. I just want to make love with you.”
“Okay,” I said.
We finished our drinks and left the lounge. In the elevator, I pulled her to me and kissed her lightly on the lips. It was a gentle kiss, not a passionate one, but still, she gasped.
I put the key card in the lock and heard it open. Sarah was clinging to my free hand with both of hers. We walked into the room, and I turned on the light on the desk.
“Two queen sized beds?” she asked.
“That’s what they had available.”
She looked at the beds, clearly visible in the glow from the desk. “Do you want to have the light on?”
“Not if you don’t,” I said, turning back to the desk to switch off the lamp.
“No, leave it on. I don’t mind, I guess. It’s just that Tim always insists on having the lights off.”
“Whatever you want. I can turn it off if that would be better.”
“No, it’s fine. It’s just one more thing that’s different from what I’ve done in the past. Maybe that’s a good thing,” she said as she took her jacket off.
“May I do that?” I asked.
“What?”
“Undress you.”
“Do you want to?”
“Yes, unless that would make you uncomfortable.”
“I’ve never had someone else undress me,” she said.
“Have you ever undressed Tim?”
“No. We just get in bed in our night clothes and then take them off ourselves. We change in the bathroom separately. Tim thinks the naked human body is something others shouldn’t see. He wouldn’t even come into the delivery room when our kids were born.”
I pulled her to me and kissed her. She seemed timid at first, but soon, we were kissing passionately, teasing each other with our tongues. My hands, which at first had been on her back, soon moved down to her high, firm buttocks. She moaned when I first began massaging them and pressed her crotch against mine.
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