An Affair Between Two Old Lovers – The Onset
Timothy and I had known each other since college. He was always in love with me.
I think he will always be in love with me to some degree. Here's the story.
Timothy and I were both popular in college. We had the same friends, we were involved in sports and we were both high achievers. We knew what we wanted in life, careers and the future.
At the time I met Timothy, I had this mad crush on a guy named Charlie. When I quit dating Charlie, Timothy was waiting next in line. I think Timothy was in love with me from the onset.
On the other hand, I had never really noticed Timothy until he asked me out. I started dating him on the rebound so to speak. It took me a long time to come to terms about how I felt about him. My admiration for Timothy was fickle in the beginning.
However, as the months went on, I grew to love Timothy deeply.
In fact, we fell in love with each other. Later I found out that we both wanted to marry each other but we never spoke about it.
As time went on, we both wanted to play the field. We quit dating each other after about a year.
Timothy was always heartbroken. For the next ten years, both of us still single, he continued to pursue me.
I always knew Timothy would have liked to rekindle our relationship but I wasn't interested. He was a friend.
That was all I wanted was a friendship with Timothy.
As the years went by, we kept in touch with each other, meeting for lunch or such.
Ultimately, years later, Timothy wound up marrying. He married a woman who had the closest resemblance to me that he possibly could have found in another woman in the entire world it seemed.
Sara and I were the same nationality (not typical for our area), had the same major in college, owned the same cars, birthdays were only a day apart, family histories similar, appearance and weight very similar.
It was uncanny when I discovered these traits in his wife. It was like he married my sister.
Timothy was happily married ... so I thought.
I liked my independence. I had several serious relationships over the years but never got married. I never intended to marry and having children was ruled out in my early thirties.
I had traveled the world over the years. I loved being single and I enjoyed having my freedom.
Timothy was also childless, basically content as a CEO and living as a homebody in the area we grew up in Kansas.
We Meet Again
As life spirals around us, choices can become difficult. We don't always make the best decisions especially in the romance department. Sometimes, we make choices that are necessary for our survival in spite of morals, conscience or practicality.
Justification and reasons such as these are why I got involved with Timothy again. It wasn't a quick decision. It wasn't a hasty or thoughtless choice. It was the result of love and need. We maintained a friendship bound by two forlorn lovers.
Affairs happen for different reasons – boredom, loneliness, unfaithfulness of a spouse, indiscretion, selfishness, circumstances but rarely begin because of love.
Now, over thirty years later, Timothy was in a loveless marriage. He was alone most of the time; he did most everything by himself; he seldom participated in activities with his spouse; and, for the most part (except for holidays or special occasions), carried on a separate life from his spouse who lived and worked outside the area.
Was their sex between the two of them? Seldom. What kept them together? It was more of a bonding built by years and kinship. Finances, insecurity and freight.
You tell me? You know what I mean, don't you? You've been there haven't you? You've thought about having an affair before, right?
We have all felt at times throughout relationships that we are in it and it is only part of a rut. Life can go by fast and sometimes life can go by slowly.
Timothy and I had always shared a deep sealed love, fondness and understanding for each other. Timothy and I were intelligent, caring, virtuous and withstanding adults. We were both in need of each other.
Our affair
would begin out of a love that surpassed decades.
Struggling with the randomness of deceit overcome by a true and lasting love that began years ago, basically as teenagers, we began our new romance. Our affair started out of love and respect.
However, both of us had been stressed with the reasons of why or why we shouldn't become involved with each other. We had built a friendship for over a year now and for months wavered back and forth discussing and considering an affair. But, it was time to have an affair. We both needed each other physically and emotionally.
We Finally Meet
Timothy and I communicated nearly every day on the computer via emails or Instant Messenger.
Yes, strange this computer life we lead these days. Sometimes it's more interesting than real life.
So much for romance in the year 2006 – for better or for worse. One can learn a lot about a person through the written language kind of like letters were years ago.
Also, men seem to be able to communicate better on the computer than in person. If the online conversation involves sex, the discussion of sex, the possibility of having sex, pictures of sex or having cybersex, a man can go on for hours. Get him to talk in person about personal issues – FORGET it. One would turn gray waiting.
One afternoon, Timothy was 'going to be in the area' and asked me to meet him. He was shy and I knew this request was difficult for him. I hadn't seen him in person for about eight months.
Instead of meeting Timothy at his meeting, he suggested picking me up and going out to dinner. Hmmm, I thought. He's finally making his move.
I didn't want Timothy to come to my house as it was in need of some major housecleaning. I suggested meeting him out front but when he called, he talked me into letting him inside. Luckily, I had cleaned up enough.
I had just hopped out of the shower. It was an early date. I was going to let him come in with my robe on but then I decided to get dressed so it wouldn't be awkward or suggestive moment seeing me getting ready.
I put on a sheer lined aqua and lime summer flowered dress with spaghetti straps. It had worked for me before in the art of seduction. I was hoping it might work tonight. I wore a pair of sexy underwear and just a shelf bra for support. I put on a pair of sexy aqua sandals and no hose.
When Timothy arrived, I could tell by his eyes that he was aroused.
We sat down and conversed as my hair dried.
Every time, I switched positions, I knew Tim was trying a get a glimpse up my crotch and see my smooth, full legs. I knew he was getting a hard-on just looking at me.
Timothy innocently kept looking away when I caught him glancing at me.
It was cute to see a grown man so shy and a bit awkward. Men, I thought, they never grow up and I was glad of that fact.
I decided that I was going to let Timothy control the evening and not push him in one direction or another. I thought that it might be a grave mistake to advance towards an affair too quickly if he wasn't ready. I really didn't know what he had in mind for the night or what he was ready for.
