I was sipping my beer watching the end of the west coast game when my phone rang with my wife's ringtone. "Hi honey. How's the girl's night out going?" Wherever they were, it was very loud.
"Hi Baby! I wanted to ask you something." Mandy was speaking loudly and sounded happy like she was a little tipsy. "Would you be okay if I came home a little later than normal tonight? I've got...well...I've got an opportunity here that a middle age wife and mother of two rarely gets and I'd like to take advantage of it. Do you know what I'm saying, Honey? We've never really talked about it and this is the first time that I've been inclined to actually pursue this type of opportunity..."
"Are you asking me for a 'hall pass', Mandy? Is that what you're asking?" I was in a state if shock. The idea had never even been joked about in our twenty years of marriage and here my wife and life partner was asking me if she could give herself to another man.
"Well, yes..I guess I am. I've been dancing with Aaron here most of the night and, well, Jimmy at my age I don't think I'll ever get another chance to be with a twenty-something young man again and I'd like to take advantage of it. Would that be okay? Could you wait up for me a little later than normal?"
"Well, I wouldn't want you to miss a once in a lifetime chance, Mandy. I guess I'll see you later then."
"Oh, Jimmy, thank you. I love you, Honey, I'll be home before you know it."
She hung up. What had I just agreed to? Why didn't I tell her no? Maybe because she made it sound like she was asking permission to buy an expensive pair of shoes. I've tried to make her happy our whole marriage, I rarely say no to things but this...she...this is too far.
I quickly dialed her number back. No answer, straight to voicemail. She can't...I'll not tolerate it. I dialed again, voicemail again. "Mandy, please call me back. I can't, please call me back."
That sounded pathetic but I had already mistakenly given her permission to...oh god what have I done? What has she done?! She wants some young stud? I know I've aged and don't have a strong young body anymore but neither does she. We're supposed to grow old together, not go out looking for some young stud who probably has a big thick cock to use on my lovely wife, the mother of my children.
I need to get ahold of myself quit this crying. She'll be no different when she gets home. Maybe it'll even be better since she'll feel guilty and want to make it up to me. Did I want her to make it up to me? Did I want HER anymore after she did this?
Suddenly I heard the garage door go up and Mandy's car pull in. Maybe lover boy wasn't such a stud after all. Its only been twenty minutes since she called.
"Jimmy!?" Mandy yelled coming in the house almost sounding desperate.
"In here." I answered, deadpan, which was not the way I was feeling.
"Oh, Honey." She was crying and slung her body into mine, sobbing into my chest. "I'm so sorry, Jimmy."
I pushed her off me, not forcefully but she knew I wasn't happy. "You're home awfully early. Lover boy not last very long?"
She looked broken and sat down on the couch looking up at me, so sad. "I didn't, we didn't do anything. I acted like a stupid school girl but after I hung up with you I realized something.."
"That you're married?" I sarcastically said still pissed about the whole hall pass thing.