Scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far

Sunday, October 26, 2008

i felt alive again, as if i was having an affair. it was funny, we touched maybe three times total... but every nerve ending in my body was awake, craving this delicious man's attention... and soon i would receive it in the oddest way...

a day i'll never forget

so it was one beautiful summer day that ad man stepped into our lives. it was quite by accident, a chance meeting at a bar... hubby and i were out together, and when ad man entered the room my eyes locked on him. there was something there, his confidence, an animal attraction, something that made me very curious. after introductions and small talk, the men talked sports and work. he floated in and out of our lives over the next few months, opportunities here and there. more often he was a fixture in my mind, my fantasies... he solely reignited a sex drive that had been in a coma for years, lit such a fire in me i began to think i was losing my mind. i never met him without my husband, had no such reason to be alone... at some point in one of our meetings there was mention of his wife, an offhanded comment... odd that we never met her, and i wondered if there was a wife, or if this was a marketing technique... maybe she was a made up creature to make us feel as if he had more in common with us.

Last but not least...

there is myself and my husband... we are mid 30's, without children and probably too much time on our hands... like ad man, we are fairly successful and self-involved... we also have a dysfunctional relationship.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

the sexy entrepreneur

another member of our cast is a highly successful marketing/ad man. he is as gorgeous as he is charming, and his voice could make a woman melt. he belonged to a couple of sports teams, and coaching others, working out most days of the week. in a pair of khaki shorts and a summer shirt, he looked amazing, and it was clear to me through his easy confidence that he was very well endowed.

the exotic beauty

a few years ago my husband and i had broadened our social circle somewhat, and a few new people crossed our paths, forever changing the course of our lives. the first was a young woman, 18 years of age... she was lovely and had a beautiful body, a petite dark haired beauty. she was a hot teen with an amazing body, but she was broken, having been abused, and i saw someone i thought i could help. being neighbors, we hired her for odd jobs and spent the occasional neighborhood party with their family. she had a "daddy" crush on my husband, and he was ok with it, so it didn't bother me. I liked the girl.

Start at the beginning

now that its over, i think i will reflect on the past few years and tell it slowly. honestly, without revealing identities, but still brutally honest where neccessary. maybe i can learn from it... maybe everyone will judge me.. but i want to tell it. I'll start with the cast of characters...

Fini

today was the day... i copied over all the numbers from the phone that i needed, leaving his... then took out the SIM card and burned it, threw it into a fire. all the messages that meant so much, the numbers... gone. he doesn't control me anymore, my emotions will not control me any longer.