1. Taking Chances Pt. 2


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

    fireplace and he chased her through the woods, both of them naked, and they made passionate love on a grassy hill. Though he was sixty-seven and she had just turned fifty-six in February, they were like teenagers and she was living in a way she’d always imagined and dreamed of. She knew she was madly in love with Tom, wanting to spend more and more time with him. When she was home with Martin, their evenings were pleasant and comfortable and she knew she loved him, cared about him, but now understood on a visceral level the difference between loving someone and being in love. Martin was a dear man, still, in many ways, her best friend. They shared so much history and even returned to the Avalon Bistro for their thirty-fifth anniversary and laughed as they reminisced and clicked glasses with the owners, who treated them, as usual, to a glass of the Muscatti, their favorite wine. But still, when she looked at Martin, she didn’t feel the way she felt when she looked at Tom, never felt the thrill when they greeted each other. She loved laying her head on Tom’s shoulder after they made love, talking, laughing, cuddling and feeling close. She loved hearing what he was writing and how he read to her, the warmth of his voice, and even when they were quiet in the same room, her heart melted and a warm tingle swelled in her, the same warmth she’d felt when they first met. It came like a warm wave washing over her. Increasingly, it got harder and harder for her to go home to Martin. ...
    Though she was able to maintain the tranquility of her marriage and knew that Martin had no idea she was having an affair, it was something that actually bothered Catherine. She wished he wasn’t so blind or indifferent to how she now dressed for work, or how she spent more time away, or how she avoided him in bed, though they still made love occasionally. She knew it wasn’t the same and that Martin didn’t realize it. Again, she wished he was more tuned into her. She also wanted to spend more and more time with Tom, and ever since that first afternoon in his apartment, she’d felt she was living a lie and knew she was betraying her vows to Martin. She was an adulterer and hated feeling guilty and selfish for wanting to be with Tom every chance she got. More and more she felt trapped and frightened of hurting Martin, but the tangled emotions she was feeling were growing tighter, hurting her, strangling her. She felt tense, her mind filled with confused thoughts and she would stare out the window, or up at the ceiling wondering what she should do. She knew she could not continue living this lie, and that she was inevitably heading towards a confrontation that would be the hardest thing she would ever have to do—tell Martin she was in love with another man and had been having an affair for well over a year. Many times, she discussed her dilemma with Tom and he listened to her, nodding, but would not give her advice. He would ask, wisely, what did she want to do and she would say she ...
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