What had really happened to a joyful and passionate Marie? It's true she was considered a gorgeous young woman and a really lovely person when she was at university. So many people sought her out because her personality endeared her to almost everyone she met.
Mathew was such a handsome man that so many young gay men were interested in. That combination of his sexual charisma and Marie's charm had attracted Mathew to her; and her to him. They had both sparked as an attractive young and dynamically intelligent couple.
Before they married each other, they had been chased as individuals by many other attractive individuals. In the end, their aspiration for a certain life, and perhaps their attraction for each other, had won out.
Now some 15 years later the spark had dissipated and what was a flame had been smothered and resembled nothing more than a smoking ember. Marie had tried as hard as she could to reignite her lust for Mathew but everything she tried seemed destined to be 'dead batted' back to her.
So although it filled her heart with sadness that they had ended up like this, her own frustratingly suppressed libido had recently started to drag her towards fulfilling her desire for a replacement partner. She needed a fling that would not undermine her marraige.
In the end she found herself 'looking' for what was missing in her life. Her children had always created a level of intimacy that bolstered her recognition that she was really a very sensual person. Mathew, on-the-other-hand was more inclined to aloofness, and quite content to perhaps indulge in loving play every month of so.
Marie knew that some men just seem to have a certain animal magnetism; it means they're able to attract almost all women. From what her sister had told her, Steve is one of those men. Now it might seem that he contrived to get lots of women (including married women like Marie) to enjoy a sexually frenzied interlude with him.
To those who knew him well, it honestly appeared that he never actually tried to seduce and entice any women to indulge in a sexual passionate pastime with him. It just seemed to happen, but he never thought about why or what to do. To make it happen with them was totally natural. For him it just seemed that certain women would spontaneously ignited with passion.
Why is it that some men are born that way? Marie wanted to find out if it was true and was she still a beautiful women likely to create the kindling to fuel a man's fire. She didn't believe there were men like that around, and if there were it seemed unbelievable that she would create that type of sensual ardor between them.
She knew that she was so irrepressibly horny, and that feeling like that was not something that felt good. It created such tension within herself, and the repressed sexual eagerness was even starting to spiral into frustration with Mathew.
It was like she had cobwebs in her pussy that needed to be cleaned out. A faucet had been capped and needed to be re-tapped so that it could opened and thus spurt to life again.
And so it was, like all blockages, the cleaning process must start somewhere. That it did, so it all started last Friday when Marie was laughing as she walked into the store in Castlemaine (a man does know that a smiling woman full of joyous humor is without doubt irresistibly attractive).
Marie was walking into the store because her sister had suggested she buy a ninja costume for the party she was planning to hold next week. To bolster life's boredom Marie had talked Mathew into agreeing that they hold a costume party for their selected friends.
Being in Central Victoria; and given that it was the middle of July, it was very cold this time of year in Castlemaine. Many of you will not realize that it does not get as cold as places in North America or Europe might, but it is cold enough for those poor suffering souls who live in southern Australia through its winter.
That is how Marie ended up walking into the shop on that particular cool day. She ended the call with her sister, Betty, as she approached the good looking male shop owner; who smiled at her as she approached. The store was so nice and warm, almost hot. Why would the store be so hot?
Betty had warned her about how warm the store would be.
"Once you get inside his store", she'd said, "it's so warm you won't want to leave."
And, Betty's warning hadn't stopped there, she's warned her, "his eyes, once his eyes lock on yours you'll forget about the warmth anyway and just go weak kneed."
When she reached the counter the owner asked her, "hi, what can I help you with today gorgeous?"
Oh that was a bit forward and politically incorrect but still Marie explained, "I'm having a costume party for my friends next week and of course I need a special costume for me; something that will help me stand-out in the crowd."
Steve smiled seductively at Marie and asked her, "and just how do you want to stand out? And what kind of costume party is it?"
With the glint in his eyes Marie could tell her was teasing her. Steve was renowned for being a teaser.
"Just exactly what do you mean by that", asked Marie in an inquisitive but provocative tone.
"Well is it an adults only sexy kinda costume party or is it a more conservative friendly party for people who are not all that wild?" asked Steve in such a teasing manner.
Marie looked at Steve quizzically and was staring at him in a way which she often did when she was trying to get a handle on just what a person was attempting to discover from her. It seemed obvious that Marie wanted to get behind the reason why he was really asking her these teasing types of questions.
As he watched her, he couldn't help himself, Steve laughed at her and said, "look my names Steve, and if we can sort out what kinda party you are planning on holding, I can help you chose the best costume for your party. Then if your friends come in, I can help them pick a costume for your party too."
"Thanks ... my names Marie, and I guess I hadn't thought too much about just what my guests might wear", said Marie, "and to be honest I had just thought I'd go as a ninja."
'That's way too boring for a gorgeous woman like Marie,' thought Steve.
"Really, if I was going to your party", stressed Steve, "I'd be dressed as Austin Powers. I'd have my special mo-jo with me and dedicate it to pleasing you."
"With easy access to my sausage roll when I needed it for you," mumbled Steve (more as an affirmation of his lust for her rather than to explain himself).
Nevertheless Marie heard his mumbled aside and thought to herself, 'what a strange guy'. But he did have a certain je ne sais quoi that was unexpectedly enticing and seductive, and she felt drawn to him like a moth to an outside light at night.
