Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Lonely Housewife Succumbs: 12

I smiled, turned and walked out of the room. Wow that was interesting I thought. I didn't really lie I just didn't tell the entire truth. Either way my issue with Ginny is taken care of. Now to address my dear friend Emma. Somehow I don't think this will be quite as easy. As I showered I couldn't help reflect how somehow, I'm now seeing everything for what it is! It was like before Friday night I was sleep walking through my life. Thank you Scottie! Yes Scottie has impacted me and my family in ways that he is unaware. I wonder when I'll be able to see him again? It would be nice to just go out to dinner and talk. I want to get to know him better. Hmmm! I wonder when my husband will be out of town?

I finally decided it was better to talk to Emma in a public place, face to face, than a phone call. I texted her and asked if she could meet me for a late lunch at La Tour? She replied immediately and asked what time. We agreed to meet at 3:00 for an early dinner.

As I arrived at La Tour I couldn't help but notice that the place was empty! I guess 3:00 lunches or dinners aren't in Vogue! As I waited for Emma I sent Scottie a text, "I miss you Scottie." Damn I'm being so weak. As I put my phone away I saw Emma striding towards me. I smiled inwardly because she looked like she was on a discovery mission and would not be stopped!

"Hi Emma. How are you?" I asked.

Emma quickly sat down and asked, "What the hell happened to you Friday night?"

I smiled and said, "That's funny, I was thinking the same thing about you? Let's order and we can talk. It's okay Emma! Take a deep breath."

quickly ordered drinks and food. Hmmm.

my glass, "To Emma! For taking me to a wonderful event at Crickets. Thank you Emma!" We clinked glasses as I stared at her. I could tell

bar and then you were gone. I'm

old time and you forgot about me. Being that I was feeling no pain thanks to you, I started to panic. Luckily my neighbor's

took a swig of my wine after my Oscar winning performance and stared at Emma waiting for her response. She

up, "Lucky Emma? I'm fucking married! Why would I want to

confused. She took a sip of her wine and looked at me. Her eyes misting she said,

her hand, "It's okay Emma. Everything worked out for the

a big hug and told her she was a good friend. I got home dreading the fact that my husband was returning tonight. I took my time around the house knowing full well that I didn't want to have a confrontation with him tonight. Eventually I tired of waiting for him and went to bed. Morning rolled around quickly. I looked over to find my husband sound asleep. I must have been tired as I didn't even hear him come in. Just as well. I put on my robe and headed downstairs to make some coffee. I didn't want to

with disgust. I growled, "What's for breakfast? What the fuck John! How about, Hi Andrea, I missed you, I'm glad to be home. Really John?" I got up and stomped out of the kitchen shouting, "Get

had I done that I heard him racing upstairs and

and you don't even give me a hug or a kiss? You walk in like I'm your fucking employee demanding breakfast! Fuck you John.