1. Taking Chances Pt. 2


    Date: 3/23/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    wanting to go to Martin, part of her wanting to call Tom, part of her wanting to fall to the floor, her throat aching from her need to cry, the harsh burning sensation forcing her to shake her head, then swallow. She took another deep breath, trying to gather her strength. That was so hard , she thought, and suddenly started sobbing, shaking, making soft guttural sounds, almost choking on her sobs, the tears rolling down her cheeks, the salty taste on her lips. After several minutes, she decided to go to her room and pack some things to take with her to Tom’s in the morning. When she walked from the kitchen into the living room, she saw Martin facing the wall, staring. She wanted to go over to him, to touch him, comfort him, but didn’t, afraid of how he might respond. She could see how tense he was, how dark, and she didn’t have the strength to face an outburst. He turned and glared at her, then turned away. She hated how he looked at her. She didn’t want him to be angry, but what could she expect? She had stabbed him in the heart, she knew that, knew that he might never recover from the shock and grief of losing his wife to another man. She hated being the person who had done that to him, but it was inevitable, she knew. She could not continue living a lie, sneaking off to be with her lover, pretending everything was alright with her marriage when what she wanted more than anything was to be with Tom. Sometimes, the pretending hurt so much, it took all of her energy to sit ...
    with Martin at night after dinner, or go shopping with him, as if everything was normal. Being with him and thinking about Tom was excruciating. For months she had dreaded the thought of telling Martin the truth. She remembered the beginning of her affair, trying to do things to revive her marriage, bring romance back, the special dinners, the Frank Sinatra, dressing seductively, hoping she could forget Tom, but the more Martin stayed Martin, the more she knew nothing would change. Still, the thought of hurting him was more than she could bear. She knew she was hurting herself. She had to face reality and do something. Talking to Melissa earlier made her even more certain. Though she felt relieved to finally tell him the truth, she knew hurting Martin, devastating him, was the hardest thing she’d ever had to do. She knew that in most marriages when there was a break-up, the man left the house and got an apartment, leaving everything to the wife, but this was different. She didn’t want Martin to have to leave his home. She was the one who wanted to leave the marriage. It didn’t seem right for him to have to find another place. This was simpler. She could live with Tom, maybe find a bigger apartment and, she hoped, eventually, she and Martin would still be friends. She hoped time would heal the fracture, but now, the pain was far too great to know what would happen in the future. Though they slept in the same bed that night, Martin’s back to hers, and there was no response when ...
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