1. Taking Chances


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    Martin. I would be creating a problem that could become a disaster. I can’t take a chance.” Tom picked up the bottle and filled Catherine’s glass and then his. He set the bottle down and looked at her, not responding to her words. There was an awkward silence. Tom picked up his glass of wine and took a sip and looked at Catherine. She looked away from his gaze, closed her eyes then took a deep breath and tried to quash what she was feeling. She didn’t want the sudden drama that had entered her life, but also she was feeling the urge to go with him. She looked at Tom and she could feel he was reading her mind. She took a big sip of her wine and was feeling the effects. She was slightly woozy, not drunk but a little tipsy while the words “take a chance” were ricocheting in her mind. “I think you should come back to my apartment,” he said, taking her hand again. “I want you to.” “I can’t.” “Yes you can. You will regret it if you don’t.” “I might regret it if I do,” she said, but suddenly she was intrigued by the thought of doing something dangerous, something she’d only imagined but never thought would be real and now, the opportunity was on the table. She was in turmoil. “Come with me.” He squeezed her hand. “Take a chance. Find out more about who you are.” “I know who I am.” “I said, ‘find out more.’ I know you know who you are, but there’s more that you don’t know. I can see that.” She knew he was right and it thrilled her to feel seen in a way that only she saw herself and ...
    no one else had a clue about. She remembered wanting to be an actress, how exciting it felt to be on the stage and dream about being on Broadway, or in the movies, but she put that dream aside when she married Martin, then gave birth to Melissa and kept up with the responsibilities of keeping a home, a husband, a child, a challenging job. Here she was, almost fifty-five, married for thirty four years to a good man, her best friend, but now she was sitting across from a man she just met that afternoon, a stranger, contemplating having an affair. It was an outrageous thought, something out of one of her romance novels, something she’d thought could never happen to her in real life, but one she now knew she wanted—and the thought frightened her. “I can’t,” she repeated, struggling with her desire. “I can’t go with you.” “But you want to, don’t you? I know you do. I will ask you one more time and then that will be it. Come with me. Don’t be afraid to live. Take a chance. I won’t ask you again.” Catherine finished her glass of wine and looked at Tom, his words bombarding her brain, but she suddenly found the courage. “Lead the way,” she said, biting her lower lip, unable to believe she had said those words, her whole body trembling. Was she really going to do this ? Tom smiled, nodded, took out his wallet and put twenty-five dollars on the table, not waiting for the bill, and stood up. He reached for her hand. “Let’s go.” He held her hand and led her out the front door onto the ...
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