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"I'd just assumed you would." I said.
"Let me get my pajamas." She said, smiling. Julie walked to the door that separated the two rooms.
"Won't that be locked?" I asked her. The door hid a second door, as each room has a door and a lock that leads into the other one. Both people need to unlock the door from their side for the entrance to open.
"No." She said. "I unlocked it last night." Julie entered her room, a towel wrapped around her. I took the opportunity to check my phone. Three messages from my wife. The first one checking in, the next bugged I hadn't written back and a third passive-aggressively wishing me a good night. I quickly shot off an apology text and said I drank too much, I loved her and said my goodnights. Julie returned in pajama bottoms and a Spongebob Squarepants tank top. She looked adorable.
She plugged her phone charger into the wall and set her alarm for the next morning. She took several pills, which I didn't ask about, and then cuddled up beside me. I turned out the lights and wrapped my arm around her.
"We have to be up so early." She whined. "This isn't enough time together."
"No." I said solemnly. "It isn't. So why'd you unlock the door between our rooms?"
"When you asked me last night if I wanted to talk, I wanted to say yes. I was so upset and you were being so sweet. I wanted to see you. I unlocked the door and even put a bra on. I had the text written. I just got nervous." She said.
"I would have come over. I wanted to." I said.
"I know. That's why I was nervous." She said lightheartedly. "I wish you had though. We could have had two nights together."
"If only. This was perfect though." I said, rubbing her arms.
"Yea it was, wasn't it?" She turned around to face me in the dark. "I love you. No matter what happens, I don't regret tonight."
"I love you too." I said, her lips finding mine in the dark. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The trip back was uneventful. Gerald sat in front with me, leaving Julie and I only able to exchange smiles in the rear view mirror. If Cecilia was suspicious about how we spent our night together, she didn't say anything.
I had a long time to think about things during the 6-hour trip. I love my wife and I love Julie. Both things are true. I can picture myself much happier with Julie than I am with Debbie, but I have no way of knowing if that would be true. Julie is much more than my obsession now. She's a flesh and blood person, and people have flaws. There's no way of knowing if I left Debbie if I wouldn't be in this exact same position with Julie years down the line, if we even made it that far. I'd have to consider that. I don't want to throw away what Debbie and I have just to chase a fantasy.
Julie isn't a fantasy any longer though. We had a beautiful night together. What consequences will come from that I don't yet know, but I'm hoping I have time to figure everything out.
The only thing I know for sure is that I can't end things with Julie yet. Not as they're just getting started.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoInteresting premise.
But the sex, when it happens, starts too abruptly and zooms ahead too fast.
Needs more in the way of preliminaries/sexy talk/foreplay before going full bore.
Needs some reluctance that has to be overcome.
Needs more in the way of dialog, especially flirting dialog. And discussing how they're attracted to each other physically. And what they like about the other's body. And why.
Needs touching over their underwear before the bra and the rest of it comes off.
Needs dialog about what her breasts look like to him. And what he/she would like to do/have done to them. And then do it.
Needs something preliminary with her other body parts: her ass, and her pussy.
Needs her putting her hand on his cock and enjoying its feel. And how it feels to him.
Three stars.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoBy not giving up Julie he’s ultimately made his decision whether to stay with his wife or divorce an be with Julie. Someone once said if there’s 2 men or 2 women an ure trying to decide which u would be happier with choose the 2nd as if u were perfectly happy with the 1st the 2nd would never of happened
Anonymousover 3 years ago...of an obsession.
And, not only an obsession, but -- so much better -- also the (partial) living out of his obsession.
In other words, as the title expessess it, "An Obsession REALIZED."
It made me wonder if the author is taking off on an obsession that is in his past -- elaborated into a fictional tale.
This is verisimilitude -- the quality of seeming to be real.
As someone said, the difference between fiction and
news reporting is that fiction needs to seem real.
While this sense pervaded his introspective feelings and cogitations throughout, for me it was most prominent at the end, where he self-questions whether this obsession would eventually devolve into the less satisfying situation that his original obsession with his wife has now come to.
Another interesting facet is that he now loves two women, with the quandry that involves.
Two more traits I liked.
No one wants to intentionally hurt another, nor run roughshod over their wishes [although hurt could be the outcome, if discovered].
Well-written. Good use of language. Ability to express ideas, feelings, events.
Obviously ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Paul in Oklahoma
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoReally fantastic. Super patient, but never dull. Very psychological and physical. Felt super real, and did not force a rushed ending.
My advice to Joel is let her decide what they should ultimately do, and then go forward without apology.
Great story.
Anonymousover 7 years agoYour personality and sense of humor comes through your characters and is real. I enjoyed reading your stories, but have one more to go. Thanks for writing!
