Please go read part 1 through 18 before reading this...
Masturbation compilation.
The morning after Ashley asked me to marry her, we went to meet Ron at the Country Club. We asked to be seated off in the corner away from other people, so we could all talk. I was nervous as could be and felt like a little kid being dragged to an uncomfortable meeting with my parents. We ordered some coffee and our entrees and Ashley started the conversation.
"Ron, I have something to tell you. I probably should have talked to you about this first, but emotions and desires got the best of me and I couldn't control myself."
"Okay." He replied.
"Last night, as I'm sure you know, Samantha and I made love and I wanted to be with her all night, so when I called you to tell you I had too much to drink. That was a lie. I didn't think you'd be thrilled about me sleeping over there at my leisure or without talking to you about it first, so I made it up. And for that I'm sorry. But I have been in love with her since the first time I have saw her. And over the past few months, I have fallen even more in love with her."
Ashley took a deep breath, gulped some water down and blurted out; "I asked Samantha to marry me last night."
Ron about spit out his coffee, chocking on his breath spewing out, "What?"
"Are you leaving me for a woman?" He asked.
"No." Ashley replied. "I love you more than life and I would never want our marriage to end. But I have fallen in love with Samantha... and... I figured since the kids are almost grown and gone and we have such a big house, maybe her and I could get married and we could all live together."
"Are you fucking Crazy?" He asked her.
"No Ron, I'm not. Just hear me out. Samantha could move in with us and I could have the woman I love along with having the man I love all in one house. In one place. No more nights away. No more hiding feelings or sexual desires. Just all three of us together whenever we want. Happy, healthy, complete.
"You're kidding me, right? How are you going to explain her to the kids?" He asked.
"Well, we can tell them she's an old friend. Or a fellow teacher who's down on her luck. She can have the guest bedroom and when the kids are gone or out at their friend's house, she could ... Maybe... sleep in our room with us. Or us in hers."
"This is all about sex, isn't it? He asked. "Just like always, Ashely getting what she wants when she wants it."
This conversation went on for about 20 more minutes and I felt very awkward, very small and very insignificant at that moment. When the food arrived at the table, we all sat and ate, but there was dead silence during the meal. I could tell Ron was pissed off. Not necessarily at me or even whole heartedly at Ashley. But just mad at the situation and at what Ashley had done. As I was eating the stress and tension in the air, made my stomach take a turn for the worst, so I stood up from the table. I slid the ring Ashley gave me off of my finger, setting it down on the table next to her.
"I am sorry I caused all of this. I feel the tension and anger towards each other is because of me. I am going to take a cab home and I hope you both realize how important your marriage is and how little I mean to you both. Please forget about me and move on with your lives." I spoke.
My eyes teared up as Ashley tried to reach her hand out to me. "No," I said and just walked away from the table. My heart was breaking and I suspected I would never hear from her again. I stood outside waiting for the cab just twirling my thumb around the base of my finger where the ring used to be. I thought about my life's decisions and if I had made the right choices. Maybe I should have stayed with Jennifer. Maybe I should have moved up north and tried to develop something with Anna. Maybe I should have just kept dating men until I found the one for me.
Just as I was getting into the cab, I saw Ashley come running out of the restaurant. She yelled out for me to stop, but I closed the cab door and told the driver to pull away. She texted me throughout that day apologizing for Ron's anger and attitude. She related he wasn't mad at me, but at her for what she had done. I didn't reply, I just wanted to be alone and try to figure out where I was heading too next.
I spent most of that night down on the beach, drinking beer and crying. I was so lost and so afraid of what was next. In my mind I could imagine being with her forever, even being with both of them forever, even as odd as the situation was.
I tried calling Anna to talk to her but she didn't answer. I wanted to call my co-worker Leslie, but I just didn't want to bombard her with this bullshit. I wanted to call my parents, but since my mom and dad were already upset and uneasy about me being in a lesbian relationship, I knew they wouldn't want to hear it. I was all alone and the one person I wanted to talk to, I needed to help me and who would be there for me, was putting her marriage at risk. I was alone.
Over the next few weeks Ashley kept trying to call and talk to me anyway she could. I received cards and letters in the mail. E-Mails from her and flowers arrived almost weekly. But I wasn't giving in. I wasn't going to let her ruin her marriage for me and I surely wasn't going to be a homewrecker.
One Saturday night I was home alone moping around my house when my doorbell rang. Caught off guard at who would be stopping by I opened the door to find Ashley standing there. "Hi." She said to me. "I've been trying to talk to you for weeks. You going to keep giving me the silent treatment?"
I hung my head down and said, "Ashley, this situation is not beneficial for you or Ron and surely isn't going to do me any good. So maybe it's better we don't see each other anymore."
"Sam, you don't understand Ron like I do." She said. "He isn't mad at you, or even me. He's just insecure and doesn't like change. And considering I didn't talk to him first and surprised him with something this big, I just blew his mind. He'll come around. Can I please come in and talk to you?"