Amazingly, you never quite expect an attraction that grabs and instantly reaches your raw sexual urges directly.
But it was that way with Joan right from the start.
There I was, in the heat of the summer, lugging the possessions of myself, my wife, and our 1 year old son into a hotel room in southern Ohio. We were fresh off a 7 hour journey from our old home to look for a new one in Ohio. I was hoping to take a shower and change into decent clothes before we met with the "real estate lady".
But when I opened the door to the room- there she was, casually lying across the bed, showing my wife brochures and real estate listings. Tall, dark, gorgeous- in a sun dress, her high heels on the floor, her bare feet... and our eyes locked for (realistically) a couple seconds, but (seemingly) forever. We clearly connected.
And that's how it started. Our relationship was never really defined, it was the little things that made our knowing each other tenuous and exciting- take for example the following:
-Once while we were driving (wife and son in the back- Joan was sitting in the passenger/navigator side to give directions), I don't know what was said, but she reached across and put her hand through and played with my hair...
-While in the basement of a prospective house (my wife was resting in the car while Joan and I walked through the basement), Joan stopped and reached down to take off her shoe for some reason. As she did, she leaned on me: "Do you like my shoes?" she asked. "VERY nice" I stammered, and she gave me a kiss on the cheek. A perfect opportunity lost...
-I had asked her to come by the hotel where we were staying because I was designing our next home and wanted her opinion. When she had to go she gave me a quick kiss. She was SO hot- she probably didn't notice how amazingly excited I was...
Each instance got my mind thinking about what it would be like to spend some serious "adult time" with Joan.
And so we kept in touch.
Mostly me calling to hear her voice and tease her, never letting her think that my interest had waned- that I would always be available to talk. I would pepper our conversations with subtle and not-so subtle sexual innuendo. In the beginning it was always like that, very casual, very comfortable, but yet (for me at least), very sexual.
Then I didn't hear from her for awhile, and thought that I should call- something was wrong- I felt it, and I was right. She had found out her husband had an ongoing affair and was devastated. We talked alot about it, and although I tried to offer as much un-biased advice as possible, I think she saw right through me to my desire to be with her.
To seemingly tempt fate- after a particularly revealing conversation, where she admitted (as did I) that even a kiss between us would be an intense event (and would cause an amazing amount of chaos and destruction in our lives), we decided to make plans for lunch.
I had just gotten a new (used) car, and along with it being a nice day, planned to enjoy her company and catch up. But when I showed up at her office, I realized that I hadn't seen her in almost 2 years. It's funny how panicky I remembered feeling, tempered with the realization that it was too late to worry about that then.
I approached the receptionist and told her I was there for Joan. After awhile, Joan entered the lobby- delicious as ever, tall, wearing heels and smelling absolutely delicious.
"Hey there!" she smiled and gave me a nice hug. "Come on back to my office" and so she led me through the hallways back to her workspace.
I remember how acute the attraction was. Everything about our being in the same place near each other was palpable. How she looked, from her hair and skin down to her fingernails was crystal-clear. I could tell she was a bit more than "Hey there friend" as her body/body language was reacting to me being there even if she never consciously admitted it out loud.
"I have to finish one more thing- can you wait a couple minutes here?" she asked. Of course, being the clown that I am, I quipped, "No, I'm leaving"- "Yea- right- I'll be right back I promise" she pleaded as she laughed. "It's okay- we'll leave when you are ready" I said.
And then she was gone.
Now I was alone in her office- surrounded by her life, and pictures of her- and him. I remember thinking- "what am I doing"- "why am I here?" then I remember, seeing her in her sun dress on the bed, the hair thing, the shoe thing, the visit thing... Then I remembered:
I want this woman- I need this woman.
Followed closely by "So what to do, what to d..
"Hey I'm ready" she said from around the corner of the door- I got up and followed her out to my car.
We drove for awhile talking about almost everything (the way we normally do) until we got to the restaurant. We talked and ate- I was so excited in her presence, that I only ate about a third of my salad and considering the wait for the food and our talking, we left with a couple doggie bags for her to take to work.
We got to the car and after putting on our seatbelts, I put the car in reverse, and while putting my arm around her seat and looking back to watch while I backed out, I came within inches of her ear, and smelling her hair, my lips brushed against the outer part of her ear. She turned, partially startled, and partially to look at me, and I took that as the perfect opening. I pulled her in for a kiss. At first it was sweet and friendly, then the heat was undeniable and our kiss became extremely passionate exploring each other- tongues and lips intertwined. I don't think we stopped for at least 5 minutes.
We both pulled apart at the same moment- catching our collective breath.
"Wow- that was.." she whispered.
"...Necessary" I responded in the same breath.
"I told you how much I wanted to kiss you- it was everything I hoped it would be and more" I said staring right into her eyes.
She blushed: "I've wanted to too"
"You're silly- you know that?" I chided.
"Why?" she asked, sounding a bit defensive.
"Because you tempt yourself to madness- why do you deprive yourself so?" I ask.
"Because we're both married- isn't that enough?" she challenges.
