Adultery HONEY, WE NEED TO TALK by Just_Words(+19 copied)

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Of course in the all the hustle and bustle of the wedding, reception, the honeymoon, and starting their life out together, they never did talk about it again.

Twenty one years later...........

Nevada Smith was a contented man as he lay on the outdoor patio bed they had purchased a few years ago. He was trying to grasp how so much time had passed so quickly. All three of his kids were now teenagers and his oldest; Suzanne was set to attend college in the fall.

He and Pilar were reasonably successful and at the height of their careers. They had even started planning in earnest their retirements which they both hoped would come within fifteen years. They had actually been 'planning' their retirement from the day they were married, but with kids, a mortgage, and other incidentals along the way; there was always something else to spend money on. But now they were confident that they could meet their retirement goals. Yes, his was a good life and he thought the best was yet to come.

The only fly in the ointment as it were, was Pilar's absolute terror at turning 40. Her birthday was less than two months away and he knew it was bothering her immensely.

Nevada understood because frankly, turning forty several years ago was traumatic for him too. Getting older was a strange concept for him. After surviving turning forty he never really thought about it much anymore. He was beginning to understand and appreciate the perspective that aging gave him. He was comfortable with his life choices and looking forward to the future.

He saw Pilar coming out of the house towards him carrying their wine glasses she had promised to refill. They both loved the patio bed and when the kids weren't home they had spent many of the warm Southern California nights making love then falling asleep wrapped around each others nude bodies on this very bed.

As Pilar sat on the canopied bed she gently handed Nevada his glass. She sat quietly staring into the garnet colored liquid in her glass.

"You're thinking about it again sweetheart, aren't you?"

"Yes Nevada, it seems it's all I can think about these days." She sighed heavily and he could see a small tear forming in the corner of her deep chocolate brown eyes that he loved so much. It was those eyes that made him fall in love with her the first time he looked into them.

Nevada compassionately spoke. "I hate to see you like this honey. Please tell me what I can do to help? Like I've said before, I will plan the biggest party of your life or ignore your birthday completely, whichever you want. Just please tell me what you want?"

Pilar lay back in a half sitting position against one of the many large multi colored pillows at the head of the bed and spoke earnestly while looking directly into his eyes. "Actually, I think I do know what I want for my birthday Nevada. I've been thinking about it a lot lately....I want to use my hall pass."

He didn't respond for what seemed like hours but in reality was probably only a minute. But it was a minute that time stood still for Nevada. His first cogent thought was to profess ignorance as to what a 'hall pass' was, then follow that up unawareness as to ever having granted her one, but he new better.

"Pilar, you aren't really serious? You have to be joking."

She gently placed her glass into the cup holder built into the wrap around headboard and spoke. "I'm absolutely serious Thomas. I am going to use the 'hall pass' you promised me on our wedding day. Are you going to renege on your promise to me?"

"Shit, shit, shit." He thought silently. "Pilar, I remember my promise, but I also remember the context in which I made it. Haven't I earned your fidelity over the past 21 years? Haven't I proven my love and devotion to you and our family?"

"You are a very devoted husband and father and I am lucky to have you love me, but this isn't about you in any way shape or form. It is about me. It's about what I need to feel that I am still an attractive and desirable woman."

"But you are very attractive and desirable to me. You always have been. How many other couples married over twenty years do you know that are still making love three to four times a week? And please don't insult me by saying I'm only saying your attractive because I have to. And it's for damn sure I'm not making love with you because I have to.

STAY TUNED................