Foreword: This chapter contains some Spanish text that was included for effect and atmosphere. I however do not speak Spanish so the use of English to Spanish translator software was employed. I'm sure in some instances there was not a 'clean' translation rendered. For this I offer to any Latino readers my sincere apologies and assure you no offense was intended. ____BilyumQ
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This is chapter eleven of this look back at an affair I had with one of the most exciting women it has ever been my pleasure to know. Candy and I had been carrying on an affair for about three years at this point and everything was going well. Candy and I had long ago settled into an almost married-like relationship, although the rub was we were both married to others.
I guess this is sort of a cliché but if I could have somehow melted both my wife and Candy down and poured them into a mold and created one woman, that woman would be my ideal. The next best thing would have been for my wife to join Candy and me. But unfortunately my wife was not into swinging, at all, and not into other women, at all. So for me that left one thing, adultery. This being said, if I was forced to make a choice, I would chose my wife, even though loosing Candy would be hard on me, because I truly loved her too.
But Candy was happy in the way she fit into my life. She had a husband, of sorts, and was not looking to make changes, and frankly, neither was I. Right at the outset of our affair Candy said she knew I was married but that she didn't care, she wanted this affair to continue.
And continue it has, for three years. We've shared many sexual adventures together during this time. It's been mostly just her and I, occasionally her longtime lover, Jocelyn and sometimes others. But whomever it's included or not included, it's always been interesting and fun.
Being in related professions and attending some of the same industry seminars and meetings gave Candy and me opportunities to get together out of town. We'd attend meetings together, share breakfast, lunch and dinner, take in the sights and sounds of the city, make the rounds of hospitality suites and always end up spending the night together, but not always alone.
One of the trips we took together was to Denver where we were to attend an industry seminar/ symposium, which was being held in the convention hall of the hotel at which we were staying.
Sure there are some actual seminars and meetings going on but these things usually turn out to be a boondoggle, just a place to get together, meet people, eat, drink and party.
Candy and I flew into town together, which was unusual for us, arriving mid afternoon. And of course we shared a taxi for the ride to the hotel on Court Place in downtown Denver. We checked into separate rooms, which we always did, and both went up to hers, which we usually did.
We'd previously made plans to meet with some friends that first evening for dinner. Candy and I met them in the lobby about six-thirty, grabbed a couple of cabs, there were six of us, and went out to the Briarwood Inn in Golden, CO. After our meal we arrived back at the hotel around nine p.m. and made the rounds of a few of the hospitality suites the different vendors and companies at the seminar had set up.
We were both tired from the long day we'd put in and the trip up so shortly after midnight we headed back to her room, undressed and fell into bed. I lay my right arm out so Candy could lie against me. Candy's head rested on my shoulder, my arm around her and we quickly fell asleep snuggled tightly together, our bare skin feeling good against each other.
In the morning I awoke before Candy did. So I got out of bed and made us some coffee using the Mr. Coffee the hotel provided. Still nude, I went to the room door, looked through the peep hole and seeing no one, opened it and picked up the complimentary newspaper from the hallway floor, pushing the door closed behind me as I went back in. Candy was still asleep so I sat in the thick cushioned wing chair in front of the drapes and began to read.
A couple minutes later as the coffee brewed and the aroma filled the room Candy began to stir. Under the covers she stretched like a cat as she slowly came awake. In her 'almost awake state' Candy must have expected me to still be in bed with her. She rolled onto her side and placed her arm across where if I had still been in bed she would have laid it across my chest. Her head on her pillow she finally opened her eyes and batted them a few times as she became more awake. When she could focus Candy lifted her head, looked at the spot where I wasn't laying, then looked over at me in the chair, smiled and said sleepily, "Good morning, sweetheart."
I dropped the paper on the desk and went over and sat on the edge of the bed. Leaning over I kissed Candy and said, "Good morning, baby. Slept well?"
"Like a rock."
"Me too."
I kissed her once more then went to the table and poured two cups of coffee.
As I brought the cups back to the bed Candy sat up, piling all the pillows against the headboard. When I handed her a cup and saucer she leaned back, took a sip and said, "Hmmmm, this is what I need, you to bring me my coffee in bed every morning."
I slipped in beside her and we sat under the covers on the bed, our backs resting on the pillows stacked against the headboard drinking our coffee and reading the paper.
The sheet and comforter were only pulled up to our waists and Candy's breasts were exposed, her nipples hard not from sexual arousal but from the slight chill in the room.
After about ten minutes Candy got up and went to the bathroom as I poured us each another cup of coffee. When she returned she climbed back into bed with me and picked up the section of paper she'd been reading earlier.
After our second cup I asked if she'd like to take a shower with me.
"Every day for the rest of my life," she replied.
We padded into the bathroom and as I adjusted the water temperature in the shower Candy went to the basin and brushed her teeth. Letting the water in the shower run I shared the sink with her and brushed mine as well.
The hot water running in the shower soon caused a fog to begin to appear in the bathroom and as we finished up brushing and flossing the mirror fogged over too.
We stepped into the shower together and allowed the water to cascade down over us. Embracing each other we just stood under the spray hugging, her head resting against my chest for a minute or two.
Then I pushed the showerhead away from us to spray to one side, opened the shampoo and poured it into my palm and began to wash Candy's hair. Candy turned her back to me, but remained pressed up against my body as my fingertips moved over her head and through her hair.
After two or three minutes and satisfied I'd washed her hair thoroughly Candy pulled the shower head back around and rinsed. After she'd rinsed her hair of all the shampoo I worked in the conditioner and then set about washing the rest of her.
