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Click hereShe took a few more bites, contemplating her response.
"I don't know Jonathon. People will talk. It doesn't seem very discreet."
"It would be just like any of my other business meetings. I meet most of clients over lunch and coffee," he suggested.
"No ... I don't know ... Maybe." She was confused. The idea excited her, but she was thinking much clearer and all she could think about was getting caught.
"Can I think about it?" she asked apprehensively.
"Of course," he responded as he took a sip of his tea.
They finished their breakfasts and Jonathon cleared their plates before asking hopefully, "Can we at least exchange numbers?"
Deep in thought, she stood and walked to the couch where she found her hand bag. She pulled out her phone.
"OK. But I need to know you'll be respectful my marriage."
"I promise," he said with an ear-to-ear smile on his face.
They added each other to their contacts.
"I'm going to go throw on some clothes so I can walk you down," Jonathon informed her.
Alice gathered her clothes from the floor. She removed her towel, laying it over the back of the couch. She stepped into her sun dress, pulling it over her shoulders. Thinking she might be a little sore, she looked at her thong before rolling it up and putting it in her hand bag.
Jonathon returned wearing a pair of jeans and a form fitting tee.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Ready," she replied.
Jonathon took her by the arm and they walked out his front door and down the stairs. They discussed their plans for the day. Alice didn't tell him she had planned to tell her husband about the wonderful night they shared together. As they reached the front door of the complex, Jonathon took her by the shoulders and engaged her in a sensual kiss.
"Thank you. I had a wonderful time," he said as they rubbed noses.
"Me too," she responded, giving him one final peck on the lips.
Jonathon opened the door and Alice stepped through. As she stood in the morning sunlight, she heard the door click shut behind her. Realizing Jonathon was no longer at her side, she took in a deep breath and began the walk to her car.
Good story, liked it and have to check if there is more to come. Hope so anyway.
Its fiction because it doesn't work.
She falls in love with Jonathon, despite her great resistance (wink, wink) and she's so sorry but its not her fault she never intended for things to work out this way but at least we had some good years and if you really love me you'll be happy for me and who knows how long this might last, but don't call me, I'll call you. A good marriage is just as much about what you forgo as what you forgive.
Keep writing. Love the series. I am turned on by how sexually uninhibited Alice has become. She can't get enough strange cock now.
can't rate the story yet. i probably won't rate it until it is done. Not enough is known about jonathan, so he is a wild card. will he try to steal her? since he wants to continue this fling, will it develop into a relationship. that is one of the danger of constantly seeing the same person., you learn more and it is possible to bond. already he fulfills herphysical needs more than her husband, and if he takes over what she mostly needs emotional as well, jonathan has a chance to displace her husband. so right now jonathan is the wild card. alice already knows what it is like to be only in one relationship, is she intrigue enough to find out how much she really loves her husband. as far as i know, jonathan is more compatible with her. can't wait to find out. another idea has struck me, does the husband have another relationship going. maybe his forays aren't one night stands. this story can go in many directions yet.
Is my name. It comes from the bible. We with this name spend so much time in our youth correcting people who put an h before the first n that we finally just give up and let the idiots have their way. But the sensitivity to the spelling of our name never really leaves. Recently, a whole new group of mis-spellers has emerged, strangely changing the final a to an o. Sheeeesh.
Alice is alive and she and her husband have discussed this very event and both were good with it, as I would be !!