Emma - Six years on - An always present flame lights back up (Part 1)
Reconnecting with Emma would have it's risks and rewards as our lives had grown in different directions. But the one thing never changed, in whatever way we could get time together, we were as close to perfect when it came to sexual compatibility.
For those interested in our early days, I hope you enjoy "Emma - The Early Days". Everything I've shared is true, some names changed.
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"Ding" went the ringer on my iPhone. These days I'd hardly bothered to check and rush to my phone, it seemed that the next message was always work related about something far less urgent to me then whoever messaged me, especially on a Friday afternoon - but a few minutes later I glanced down at my phone and saw a Portland number on my screen I didn't recognize, curiosity got the better of me.
As I unlocked my phone to the message, it didn't take much guess work to realize who it was from, however it definitely came as a surprise! "Hi stranger, guess who? I was with Claire for lunch last week and we got talking, I know it's been a years but I just wanted to touch base and say 'hello' - is this even still your number? E xx". It had literally been six years since I'd heard from Emma, but rarely was it more than a few months that I hadn't had Emma in my dreams or fantasies when I got myself off.
There's a certain feeling that would come over me when I thought of Emma, by chance all these years back we had stumbled upon a lust that became unambiguously the most enjoyable sex of my lifetime. Since then, I had girlfriends - short and long term, Emma had her boyfriends too - and whilst Emma and I always considered the idea of giving "us" a try - we'd let distance get in the way - and at every opportunity to reconnect, one of us would be in a half serious relationship. Candidly, at the last contact from Emma, it was me taking the plunge to get married.
"Hey there E... Yes, this is Dave, how are you? How's life treating you? What are you up to? x" I replied. Over the course of an hour or so, we exchanged dozens of messages - Emma was not only in a serious relationship, but was now also married herself - and as the afternoon went on, she shared that her and husband had welcomed their first little one. "I'm absolutely thrilled for you, what an exciting time it must be, I hope you're enjoying it amongst all the challenges that come with parenthood" I replied.
I shared with Emma my own updates and she said she'd love me to give her a call and talk more. As the day and week was coming to an end, I decided that I wasn't breaking any laws by picking up the phone, I left the office early and called Emma from the car on my drive home. Over the course of our conversation, Emma shared how she had settled with her husband in a small coastal area just outside Portland and evolved her own career as a elementary school teacher which she loved. She had just returned to work after a bit of mom time with her now one year old.
I was not one for any moral high ground, but I had settled down with a wife and child of my own - as I talked with Emma on my drive home, I chose to stay fairly neutral and not lead the witness with when it came to the obvious topic of our lust and lovemaking past.
We talked and talked and talked, for so long, the connection was obvious, the conversation extended so long I ended up parking near the lake on my drive home for fear of our chat would outlast my commute. As Emma spoke, her voice and laugh took me back to our most intimate times together. I found myself wanting her to say something more, but for now I respected our circumstances and waited in the direction she took our chat.
She didn't, beyond the occasional reference to times gone by, it was all above board. And whilst all I wanted was her to open up and relive the past, as we said our goodbyes I was left wondering whether this might have been some form of closure from Emma on a somewhat memorable, but very much past chapter in her life.
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Life went on, it was a Friday night and the weekend came and went in the usual fun but hectic family way - I hadn't given my conversation with Emma much thought until a quiet Tuesday afternoon, right on 3.30pm a message from that same and now familiar Portland number flashed up on my screen.
"Hi Dave How was your weekend? E xx", I actually felt a little churn in my stomach - in a good way. I was now sure that Emma wanted to reconnect in some way beyond a one off chat, any pang of disappointment her seeking closure was likely not the case. "Hey E... It was a good one thanks, how about you? What did you get up to? x" I replied. "It was pretty good Dave. Btw, I really enjoyed catching up, fancy a chat and some company on your drive home again?". I let Emma know I'd need a few minutes to sort some things out in the office and that normally I'd be at work till much later. I was more than curious to talk more with Emma, so once I'd got a few things tidied up, I made tracks to the car and called her as soon as I was in the car.
Emma was driving home herself after a hectic day of teaching, her au pair was on duty with her little one and her husband worked til later in the evenings. Our conversation started like it ended on Friday, all very nice and proper, however as we talked I shared with Emma that I'd parked in same spot as Friday at the lake to continue our conversation - Emma said she too had pulled into a little beach carpark herself on her way home - I sensed she started to relax in conversation.
She opened up a little; "Dave, I really love where I'm at in life, but a few very important things have changed that I miss greatly...". She shared how becoming a mom changed her relationship and how busy her household was. I suggested to her that she wasn't alone on that front, we joked about how we thought we were busy before we had serious jobs and families to take care of. "...and Dave, I miss the fun.....our fun". There was a 2-3 second silence before she followed up "don't you miss it too?". "I understand Emma, I do too, I really do".
