Wednesday morning might have eased gently into the world offering streaks of thunder gray clouds with golden fringe on the horizon like horizontal curtains on the stage of the sun, dark gray specks of flocks with opposite destinations in the near and distance easing across the sky and the faint hum of morning understood only to those deeply sensitive to the universe fade in all of morning's glory, but I couldn't have known of such splendor.
When I woke my sense of touch assured me I was caressing tenderness and my sense of smell reminded me the tenderness was Cindy's scent. My first inclination was to politely ask the hand cupping her left breast to leave it in solitude that I might persuade it to help me position her beautiful body so my lips might freely rest against her soft buttocks before my erection entered her. Instead I asked forgiveness for both our sins as Cindy slept in my embrace. When Cindy's eyes did open I felt her sense of sight told her she was peering into mine and her sense of taste assured her, adulterer's lips were kissing for the very first time.
Cindy's soft pink nipples were erect invitations but we silently rose from the plane of our passion and we covered our bodies as sinners, but somehow we knew our lives would be divided if we allowed endurance of shame. Cindy simply departed without a word transforming that day into solitude coupled with inner searching even though I felt what we engaged was truly an act of love.
My guilt weighed heavy for coveting another man's wife, but adultery with Cindy, in my mind, was the sin I couldn't resist. I wondered that day if Cindy felt unclean for straying from the vows of marriage but thoroughly cleansed when her prayers were answered with my surrender. After all, I surmised, we were only humans driven by emotional and physical attraction and I felt all we needed was time and understanding of what drew us together with prayer to calm the clutter.
There were special times in my early life I sat Indian style on the floor of my father's home and listened to a wise old man tell tales to two little girls full of wonder and we listened to every last word. I now trust my heart and offer the teller tell the tale of my next few days with a beautiful platinum blonde lover who became the core of my being, that gentle herder and how her prayers had drawn us together and changed my life from that day I first saw her.
On Thursday the two adulterers were not secluded by any means, nor were they in each other's company. It rained hard all day nurturing the earth while granting time to decipher their emotions. By Friday's sunrise, they understood a civil resolution was needed concerning what happened on Tuesday, but they had proven to each other, neither wished to be the one making the first move allowing innocent inexperience to force both to remain in solitude praying for the release of the other.
In the early morning of the second day after his surrender, Danny became overwhelmed with emptiness and knew exactly where to begin the necessary journey. Once again Danny took control and followed yet another path, for a completely sane reason. Danny would offer Cindy something she desperately needed, the truth about him.
Danny rose from his bed then showered, shaved and did his best to ready himself to be the arbiter of truth. Since Cindy had left in silence two days before he was convinced she may have shielded her guilt as had he, and she needed to be coaxed to shed the veil then consume the world for what it was as well as what it could be.
The path to Cindy's apartment was only a part of Danny's atlas, but the journey to Cindy's heart was the center of his focus. The only door separating Danny from Cindy was indeed the unknown they had placed between them, and Danny knew they simply needed to open the door together by offering words needing to be spoken and hopefully understood.
The morning sunlight struck uncanny insight to all around him and Danny took the time to inhale the fragrances of life. He had known the beckoning power of the scent of earth's soil since childhood and as a man he discovered the power of the fragrance of a woman but when he opened Cindy's gate his nostrils were stricken by the faint aroma of the dainty white flower of a plant he knew little of before he met Cindy, but he never took the time to honor the tiny flowers offered by the plants Cindy loved.
He was unfamiliar with the air purifying abilities of the humble perennial herb, but suddenly he felt a tug then stopped walking toward Cindy's front door and looked down. One of the plants offered a single long stalk with a cluster of small white buds and a single six pedal blossom near the tip with dainty yellow anthers at the end of the each stamen. Danny took the time on his journey to announce to a woman his love through truth to kneel before the regal little plant to listen to what it had to say.
Danny couldn't have known Cindy had stood on and off in her living area gazing into the distance through the window glass facing the street for nearly two days, but he never looked into the darkness of the window to see her standing in the darkness peering into darkness waiting for Danny to appear that day.
She was relieved when Danny suddenly did appear on the stone path to her door and she stepped to the glass for a closer look at what was happening before her. Her heart began beating in her chest and as the vision sent a strong shrill through her soul she raised one arm to wrap her abdomen and grip her waist while the other she raised to palm her lips. Her breath suddenly suspended as she watched the man she had prayed to be part of her life nearly half her life, kneel before a small plant, gently lift the end of the single stalk and inhale the faint aroma of the tiny white flower of a spider plant, like a curious little boy. She was so overcome by the vision she lost her breath as she whispered in her palm, "Oh God, thank you so much."
Cindy's heart began to pound harder when Danny stood erect, while looking down at the tiny plant not bidding farewell instead, saying, 'thank you little guys,' but when his head faced forward, Cindy stepped to the shelter of the door partially to hide from Danny's vision and partially to open the door for the man she loved to enter her life again. When the door was opened she looked at Danny then dropped the hand cupping her mouth not to speak but to ensure the door remained ajar for him to enter for the first time. As she stood silently waiting for Danny to be directly in front of her she felt an internal warm fill her. When he was close enough to touch her, Danny stopped, looked into her sky blue eyes and said softy, "Cindy? ... We need to talk."
Cindy backed up slightly pulling the urge to embrace and kiss the man with her then offered Danny entrance. When he was inside, she closed the door and when it clicked shut she nearly reached out to touch his hand but hesitated and said softly, "Where?"
Danny looked at the only place to sit in Cindy's living area and it appeared as safe a place as any to say what needed to be said. He inhaled then exhaled and said softly, "Sofa is fine."
Danny's heart began to pound hard in his chest for two reasons. He was scared to death of how Cindy would react to what he was about to say, and she appeared so irresistible to him in her white panties and t-shirt he wanted to remove what little clothes she was wearing and complete what they had begun two days before, even if it meant they had to use the hard floor beneath them to fornicate until exhausted.
After Danny recaptured his purpose he sat on the edge of the cushion and Cindy quickly sat next to him anticipating purity would soon be revealed. She wanted so badly to lay her hands on him she began shivering inside, but she folded her hands on her lap, looked into his eyes and asked softly, "What is it Danny?"
Danny took a deep breath, exhaled then asked God to take a seat so he could speak from his heart, this time. "I am so in love with you, it hurts and I can't take this guilt anymore ... I'm legally separated and the divorce is not final ... you're married and, legally so am I," then he waited as his heart beat up his body and soul for any response from the preciousness before him.
