EXCERPT
Coulda
But Didn't Want To
Too much of a good thing
Looking around the familar room brought mixed feelings. She knew it felt good to be here because of all the passion that has occured in this room. He lay next to her sleeping with his back to her. That was his natural position after lovemaking. The curve of his back and the contour of his hands were all too familiar to her. She scooted over to avoid that spot on the bed that held the nectar of their lovemaking. She positioned herself in the spoon posistionand gently caressed his strong thigh. He did not stir. She mover her hand higher as she searched for his member. It lay limp and still wet with her essence. She stroked it slowly, but there was no response. She smiled and conceded the fact that he was done for today. She would have to leave soon. She closed her eyes and tried to recall the details before her. She knew his body well. She knew also where the tracks of his heart led. The sad part was that the tracks of her heart had a different destination.
She tried not to arouse him as she moved out of bed. If she could make it to the bathroom without disturbing him, then the rest was easy. She would leave a note with an apology for her disappearance but he would understand. He always understood.
* * * *
Where is she, Edwin thought as he changed out of his work clothes? It was getting late. She always seemed to get in later and later. His stomach growled. He decided to venture down to the kitchen and fend for himself. Just as he opened the door to the fridge, the front door opened.
"I'm home" she called, more to the house than to him.
"I'm in here," He responded.
She breezed into the kitchen with a bag of Boston Market. He knew the contents before they were unpacked. It was their "running late but must eat" meal. They lightly passed lips in a gueture that could be mistaken for a kiss.
"So, hey you! Where you been?" he asked.
"Stopped to chat with the girls and work out at the gym." She added the gym part to cover the new smell of the shower she just took at Brian's house. "How was your day?"
Inside her head, she thought of how automatic it was becoming to lie. She had even covered being tired later that night with the excuse of the workout.
As he told her about his day, her mind drifted down the tracks to Brian and the lies she upheld on a regular basis. She asked herself what she was doing and why. She really did love her husband. She threw in a "Yeah" or "I know" to fringe attention. Edwin Doublas Trufant was a good man in every way. He was a devoted husband and she loved his company. He worked out regularly and his body was cut like a statue. Truth be told, the brother was FOINE. He was her partner, her friend and yet.
She brought herself back into the conversation and the talked easily as they ate dinner.
It was their favorite TV night and they were curled up on the couch, watching back-to-back Law and Orders. As their toes touched, Edwin started to caress her breast. He reached for her and she repositioned herself to the point she was layin in his lap. They settled in to watch the show. Lenny Briscoe had found his suspect. Edwin's hands roamed the familiar contours of his wife's body. She responded automatically. Their lips met in a passionate kiss and his hands started to undress her.
"Behave and watch the show" She said in a light voice.
His response was to ignore her and continue. The funny thing was she enjoyed his touch. The events of this afternoon came to mind and she felt like a HEEL. Maybe the correct term is an ASS. Either way there was no way she was denying the feeling that was running though her as he caressed and suckled her breast. By the time District Attorney Jack McCoy drilled his first witness, the show was even more intense at Sunset Blvd. As Edwin slowly entered his wife, she smiled a wicked smile which he mistook for pleasure.
lifestyle. She is married to a successful, loving husband but somehow she requires more attention than this foine upstanding man can offer. She plays hard; in fact she is a playa in her own right. But Grace forgets that Game recognizes Game when she runs into Sonia, her husband’s best friend. This is the tale of Grace’s extra-marital love affair, love and support of good friends, and lessons learned along the way.