I am seated in one of the Hiltons' best restaurants across from Elizabeth, my 30 year old wife of 7 years. There is a significant degree of tension between us at this moment, but not as much as there will be in a short time. Elizabeth is dressed to the nines in a black cocktail dress that is bordering on slutty. Bare backed low waist and although floor length is slit up the right thigh nearly to her crotch. One of the reasons for the tension is that dress. I had found it in our closet and had insisted that she wear it this evening. She had bought it for a company party in a few weeks. Another point of tension was that she was to have been at a meeting this evening and I had insisted that she have dinner with me beforehand. Why you may ask would I be so insistent that it would cause friction between my loving wife and myself!
My name is Robin Truck; I am a 34 year old ex- Special Forces computer nerd with a doctorate in Computer sciences. I founded a consulting firm that specializes in providing governmental agencies with let's call it dark matters resolution. My team of 20 men and women are highly trained and totally nondescript. They like me are all quite ordinary, average, tip of the norm curve. In some ways it has always amazed me that Elizabeth found me anything more than interesting when I was proctoring her basic computer class her senior year at state U. Now when I say I am average, I mean average I stand 6' I am 170 lbs., short brownish hair blueish eyes, I wear medium clothing size 10 shoes. You would not take a second look at me in a crowd. All that makes me quite happy.
When I met Elizabeth I was surprised to find her open and friendly close to flirty actually, but then I found that, that was her personality. She had a way of making people feel special. If I was not as confident as I was I would have been hurt thinking I was actually special. She seemed to be with a new guy every time I saw her around campus; they were always the jocks the known studs etc. I understood why; Elizabeth stood 5'7", and at 125 lbs., auburn hair and green eye set off by a killer body she was sought after by every guy that thought he had a chance. But it was at the beginning of the final term, I would be completing my PhD, she her B.A. . I was in the student union a rarity for me when I felt the presence of a person standing next to my table. I looked up and found Elizabeth standing there. She actually looked nervous. She asked if she could join me, I am not a fool so yes of course she could.
We talked for nearly two hours, until I had to go as I was lecturing as part of my Ph.D. Before I left I told her I had enjoy our talk. She looked at me strangely. She then asked why I had never asked her out. Did I not find her attractive or smart enough? I was taken aback sharply. I was honest with her. I told her I found her quite beautiful and smart; I just was not into competing with all the studs she dated. She laughed out loud, really she says, I have not been on a real date in two years. I do not sleep around; I am not a loose woman! I like people and they seem to like me. I have been hit on all my life; I am use to not giving in. So do you want to go on a date, Mr. Truck?
We dated throughout the final term, we became closed, actually friends, we confided in each other and yes we became intimate, boy did we become intimate, more like rabbits. I could not get enough of her nor her of me. I was not a virgin but I was also not a stud, Elizabeth let me know that she had, had 4 partners including me. But that none of them were like me. I never asked if that was good or bad. One night in bed we disclosed or cherry stories. I was brief and to the point, Elizabeth however had a story. She had dated the same boy in H.S. for two years. His name was Bruce, he had an older brother Brad that Elizabeth was madly in love with from the time she met him. She told me that at the time she was just a tall lanky girl with no breasts to speak of nor an ass. He was a stud, screwed anything that walked and looked good to him. He had gone off to college and became a big time jock, was drafted into the NFL but blow his knee out. She heard he was back in town but never saw him before going to college. Anyway, she had given up her cherry to Bruce after the senior prom, but confided that she was thinking of Bruce at the time. After her story I simply asked, so if Brad shows up am I gone? Elizabeth assured me that no one could replace me, she loved me. I felt both assured and uneasy with her answer; it rang of both truth and unsureness even at that time.
My alarms went off about 6 months ago; El came home from work the prior month with the news that her boss's boss was leaving and that the company was searching for her replacement. No Biggy right, well a month later El comes home and tells me they have found her replacement. Not just any someone, but Brad Stine, the Brad Stine of Ell's youth. Now El is her bosses PA and attended meeting with him regularly, he is a very conservative man in his late 60's. He was polite and friendly whenever we met or at company gathering. As El told me this news I began judging her behavior. She was clearly uneasy about this, but I was not sure if it was due to her fear of my reaction or her own. El told me unprompted that Brad would be working on the top floor 5 stories above her and her boss. So she was seeing a potential issue with Brad in the company.
I watched El closely for any sign that old feeling where reawakening, even though I detected a small shift in her behavior towards me, it was not significant enough to talk about. So this was the basis of my alarm ringing. Over the next two month nothing came up and I did not enquire referencing anything about Brad. Two month ago El came home excited she had been asked to interview as an executive PA. It would mean a 10,000 dollar a year raise. I was both happy for her and concerned about our marriage. If I objected to her moving to the top floor she would not take the job but resent me for holder her back. We had talked about starting our family this year, but I could see that was not in the cards either at this point. I did ask for whom she would PA for. It seemed to dawn on El that she was moving to the floor Brad was on or at least saw that I had come to that realization. El stated that Joe her current boss was moving up but she had to interview for the position. She got the position da... and I was watchful.
Than last week I went to surprise El and take her to lunch. I was parking on the street across from her building, I saw her emerge from the front with a tall well-built man, and they were talking intensely and did not notice me across the street from them. I followed them to a nice restaurant where they took a booth in the back and sat closer than a married woman should with a man not her husband, I watched as he placed his hand over hers on top of the table. El looked around and withdrew her hand from under his. They ordered and sat talking, the guy and I had to believe that this was Brad Stine her old flame; periodically touched El on the arm, hand , he picked her hand up and held it for a moment before she again pulled back. They were so intent on each other they never notice me watch, even though El had scanned the room several times. As I said earlier I can bland in almost any environment. El got up to go to the ladies room and the man scooted out and walked with her. From my seat I could see down the hall to the restrooms. Brad as soon as they were around the corner from the main dining room placed his hand on her opposite hip and pulled her gently against his torso. El pulled away and shook her finger at him. But it was more of playful gesture and not a dude you crossed the line. I stayed through the lunch watching the guy slowly seduce my wife. He was working her hard without being overt about it. He was a pro pussy hood, and he was targeting my wife. That brings us back to the restaurant and the booth we sat in. It was the same one I had watched El in last week.
El I said reaching out and placing my hand over hers, the same gesture Brad had done. El began to pull away but I gripped it tighter, not allowing her to pull free. This brought a surprised look; I had never been anything but gentle and loving with her.
"Do you remember before we got married we had a long talk about what we expected from each other. That I told you I loved you above all others that my heart was yours for safe keeping, that it could only be broken by you. I promised even before we took our vow before are family and friend to be true to each other, to be faithful, to pledge fidelity, to be honest at all times, to never disrespect each other and to support and comfort each other? Do you remember this thing said and pledged? "
El sat stunned her eye gallisin with moisture.
"Robin what are you saying, I have never cheated on you, I have never been unfaithful. Why are you saying these thing."?
I smiled yet not with my eyes.
"You say you have been totally faithful, no cheating, no infidelity, and no disrespect, is that what you are saying."?
"Oh God yes Robin, I have not slept with another man, ever."
I continued to smile without warmth
"Please Elisabeth, please define what you call cheating, being unfaithful, Please"!
Tear came to her eyes!
"Robin I love you and only you, you have to know that!"
"Elisabeth that is not a definition."
It sunk in that I was using her full name, El not Liz or any of the other cute names I have used in the past.
"Elisabeth, tell me about Brad Stine"
Startle El looked suddenly fearful, guilty of something.
