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Life on Eden Trails (Part II)

Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

glass. I settled back on to the couch. Betty sat on an ottoman across from me. I patted the empty space on the couch beside me. “I don’t bite,” I commented. “But I might,” Betty replied. “I can take it,” I responded. Betty didn’t take me up on the relocation offer, so I took this as a bad sign. Betty leaned back and spread her long legs out in front of herself, bouncing her bare up and down on the floor. She was nervous. “Beth is a lucky woman,” Betty remarked. Beth was my wife. “And Tom is a lucky man,” I responded. “Maybe we should introduce them to each other,” Betty joked. “You’re funny,” I said. Betty smiled. “Nah, I think it’s just the wine,” Betty replied. “How long have you guys been married?” I asked. “Fifteen years,” Betty responded. “Fifteen happy years,” I echoed back. “Fifteen years,” Betty corrected me. “And you guys?” she asked. “Fourteen years,” I responded. “Fourteen happy years?” Betty asked. It was as if Betty was trying to gauge the state of our marital bliss, just like I had done to her. “Fourteen years,” I responded. “I guess happiness is relative,” Betty remarked. “No marriage is perfect,” I remarked. “Tom and I do our best to make it work,” Betty responded, “But sometimes, it seems like we are both from distant worlds.” I could relate exactly to what Betty was saying. “I love my wife,” I responded. “But she has no self esteem and she doesn’t take care of herself.” “Tom is the same way,” Said Betty. “ I work my ass off at the gym to stay in shape ... and he can’t even do a pull up- and won’t do a pull up. He won’t even try or go to the gym with me.” I couldn’t say a lot, because at forty, I was not in the best of shape. “Well, I try to stay in shape, but with Beth’s cooking, it is hard,” I remarked. “At least you’re weight to height proportionate,” Betty commented. “Tom is a like the Pillsbury Doh-Boy.” The conversation was light, but insightful . “How tall are you?” Betty inquired. “Six four,” I replied. “No way!” Betty shot back, standing up. "Stand up,” Betty commanded. I stood up and Betty took a step over next to me. She looked up at me. “Damn, you really are tall. I didn’t realize it until now,” Betty commented. I settled back down on to the couch. Betty started to step away, but I hooked one of my feet around her ankle. She looked back at me. I patted the empty space on the couch. This time, Betty sat down next to me, but on the edge of the couch. I gently inserted a forefinger into the waistband of Beet’s jeans. She turned and looked at me. Her eyes were sparkling blue. “You are so damn sexy,” I remarked. Betty was quiet for a second. I could tell the awkwardness of the moment was not one wither of us were prepared for. “I have never cheated on Tom,” Betty remarked, staring down at the floor. “I’m not asking you to,” I remarked. “It was only a compliment.” Betty was quiet. I could sense that she was confused and unsure of next steps. She stared straight ahead as she mulled over her thoughts. “This tough one,” she ...