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I can't afford the tickets for the dance...
Life was great and so full of promise.
Everything changed in the space of nine hours. Linda's water broke, I rushed her to the hospital, there were complications and she lost the baby. After that Linda was a changed woman. The life seemed to have gone out of her. She withdrew into herself; the touching stopped and she didn't snuggle or cuddle anymore. Any attempt at intimacy on my part was met by actual, physical withdrawal - she would flinch and move away from me.
When the doctor cleared her to engage in sex again she surprised me by moving out of our bedroom. I came home one night to find that she had moved everything of hers, right down to the last bobby pin, into the spare bedroom. When I asked her why all she would say was that she needed her space.
She had gone back to work shortly after coming home from the hospital and that didn't help matters any. She took all the overtime they offered and I began to suspect that it was so she could stay away from me. After six months I finally made her sit down to discuss our problems. All she would say was that there was nothing wrong with her, that I didn't understand what she was going through, that I was a man and had no idea and on and on and on. I suggested she seek professional help and she told me she didn't need it. I suggested that we both go to counseling and she told me she didn't need it. Her attitude was:
"There is nothing wrong with me, just leave me alone."
We had no relationship at all when we were home alone, but when we were out in public it was different. The touching and hovering near each other was gone, but Linda acted the loving wife in front of friends and family. Once I overheard her telling a girlfriend what a marvelous husband I was, but at home she avoided me.
I loved her, God knows I did, but I'm only human. After sixteen months of not even being kissed by Linda temptation reared it's ugly head and I strayed. Jennie was a secretary who worked in the same building I did and one afternoon as we were leaving work the elevator we were in got stuck between floors. There were just the two of us and with nothing better to do we talked. We talked about our jobs, our boss's and our lives. Jennie was five foot, one hundred well packaged pounds and had hair the color of a raven's wing. I was looking at her and fantasizing having sex with her right there in the elevator when she said:
"I see that you are married" and she pointed at my left hand.
"You fool around on her?"
"Never have so far."
"What does that mean; that you might or you will?"
"I don't know." I hesitated a couple of seconds and then said, "I don't know why I worded my answer that way."
"Maybe it is because in the back of your mind you are thinking of it."
"How did we get on this subject?"
"I led us there."
"You did? Why?"
"I find you attractive and I have a thing for married men."
Just then the elevator lurched and we started moving down. As the door opened onto the lobby Jennie said:
"I don't need to be wined and dined if you take my meaning."
Ten minutes later we were in a hotel room undressing each other. I warned Jennie that I would probably be very quick the first time and all she said was:
"I don't have any place else I have to be. I can stay here as long as you want and I can promise you that the first one, quick or not, will not be the last one."
The first time didn't last long, but as soon as I came Jennie got up on her knees and looked down at me.
"Do you eat pussy?"
"Good" she said as she swung over me into a sixty-nine and then lowered her head and took my cock in her mouth. Jennie was no stranger to sucking cock and she did it extremely well. She had me standing tall in a very short time and she started to get up so she could mount me.
I liked eating pussy and I hadn't done it in quite a while so when Jennie started to move I grabbed her and held her in place while I