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A new spark

Date: 9/20/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: RobertMcCullum, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

very intelligent and well-read, which makes having a conversation easy and effortless. It was all very enjoyable, we even send each other a new selfie while making a funny face. Just before we signed off I got a little bold. “I hope I’m not too forward but there is a hotel next to the park…..” This was the same hotel I was in three nights ago. But, nothing. What felt like 10 minutes of nothing. My mind was racing. “You fucked it up! So close, you dumb motherfucker!” Then even worst, she signs off. My heart sinks into my shoes. Just before I throw my computer across the room in frustration, I’m stopped by the site’s message chime. Someone has shared a photo with me. I click and there she is. A wicked little smile on her face and winking at me. I immediately reserve the very same room in the hotel. So one week after I failed to rekindle the flame with Veronica and found out about her affair, I would be back in the same place with a new woman. Whom I just realize, is nameless to me. I had used Dillon in my screen name, she is still Ms. Boredwife329. The next night I complement her on her extremely funny, winky face prank, which she also finds ever so amusing. I apologize for not asking her name before now. “Sandra.” “And you’re Dillon, I’m assuming.” “Yes I am. Nice to meet you.” “You as well.” I hear Veronica’s car pulling in the driveway. Much earlier than expected. “I have to go. I’ll be on-line tomorrow.” “I can’t tomorrow. Other plans.” “Then we’ll see each other Friday.” ... “Looking forward to it.” “Me too.” Just before Veronica enters the bedroom I’m signed off. “Doing work in bed?” “Yep. Did they burn down the country club?” “Huh?” “You’re home early.” “Oh,.. haha very funny.” Then something odd happens. She gets into bed, snuggles up to me and in a sultry voice asks how my day was. All the while stroking a finger across my chest. My mind goes to the worst possible explanation for this. Mister Brad wasn’t available tonight, so I’ll have to do. I think not! No more disappointing sex. “My day was long and trying. I’ve got a scull splitting headache and am dog tired.” That, or a form of that, have been my marching orders for the last 2 years. Clearly recognizing her own line, she wishes me a good night and starts reading a book. The next evening I tell Veronica that I’ll be working late again, same as last Friday and that I’ll stay in a hotel. For a second, I think I see a glint of excitement in her eyes. I wonder what that means. It could be her thinking, that she might be able to spend a night with Brad. It could also be nothing. I haven’t seen excitement in her eyes for so long I probably wouldn’t be able to recognize it anymore. In either event I’m ambivalent towards the whole thing. I hope she has fun, I honestly do. When she’s left the driveway I grab a backpack and start packing for tomorrow. Clean shirt, underwear, socks. The usual stuff. When I’m done I stare at the pack wondering if I’ve got everything. With a chuckle I realize I don’t. ...