Oh My God!
What a note to receive on Friday after work.
Dear Joe,
I will not be home until after ten on Sunday night. I am leaving you with four options.
When I come home Sunday, you do not ask any questions. We resume our everyday relationship. I promise that nothing will happen this weekend that will change it.
That you ask me precisely what I did and why you may not like the answers, I am asking you to trust me and take the first response.
You will be angry and leave without an explanation. You will either disappear with one-half of our assets or file for a divorce. There is not any positive reason for this course of action.
You will listen to me and take the third option. I do not believe that you will take this option. We have a great life together. Nothing will happen this weekend to change it.
Remember, I love you, and I will love you after this weekend. There isn't any reason not to trust me.
I will not answer my phone this weekend.
Joe
I got home from work Friday afternoon. Reading Brenda's note left me shaken. I called her just in case she might answer. No luck.
I also wanted to keep busy this weekend. I called my twin grandsons teenagers and asked them if they wanted to go fishing at a rented cabin. They agreed. I decided I would think about it all weekend and make my decision at the last minute.
I should describe the relationship that exists between Brenda and me.
Brenda and I met in a college class.
When she enters a room, Brenda is always checked out. She was a beauty, still is. We immediately clicked and started dating. We shared many traits. We were compatible in every way. Once we started dating, we were exclusive.
We were both intelligent, attractive students. She and I hit it off instantly.
Neither of us came from money. To have enough money to live on, both of us worked part-time.
When our sex life started, it was dull. We both expanded our talents in a short time, and it became hot and unique. All went well.
We graduated and married immediately. In four years, we had two sons. We worked hard and made good money. We spent what we made. We were both earned an excellent salary, and neither of us was a saver. We did not worry about the future. The years moved on. Both sons went to college, and we were broke.
Retirement was closing in. We worried about how much we would have in retirement. Both of us put what we could into our 401Ks. A financial analyst said we could have a happy retirement but not with traveling or expensive toys if we were careful.
Our life was enjoyable. Occasionally we would go to a good restaurant. As long as we controlled our spending, all would be good.
Brenda worked for a wealthy older man Charles Davidson as his assistant for ten years. Charlie was ill. No one knew what the illness was, but all knew it was terminal.
They had lunch every day, and she had spoken of her of their money shortage.
Charlie often thought of Brenda's problems. He felt if he tried to give her a lump sum of money, she would not accept it. Charlie knew his time was short. He sat down and came up with a plan. He was in love with Brenda but never indicated it in any way. She was at the top of his bucket list.
Charlie
I decided that the best approach was to speak up. Tell Brenda what I wanted and tell her about the rewards.
In the morning I called her to my office. Brenda, "Would you like a weekend in Las Vegas? Only the two of us would go. We would eat in the best restaurants. You could gamble Saturday afternoon. At night we could have supper and go to one of the big shows on the strip. Sunday morning, we could check out the Grand Canyon. Sunday afternoon, we could catch another show. We would leave at six on a flight out. We would get home around ten."
Brenda responded," Charlie, it sounds great, but I could not have sex with you. I have never cheated on Joe in thirty-eight years. I couldn't now. "
Well, I did not mention it. I don't even know if I can perform. I do know you are the most attractive woman I have ever known. I will give you ten thousand to spend on Joe when we arrive home. He doesn't have to know it came from me. I will also give you ten thousand to gamble in Vegas. If there are winnings, it is all yours. Losses I will absorb.
You can tell him it's a business trip that I require to clear up some issues before I die.
Brenda
That was an exciting offer, and we could sure use the ten grand. I could not lie to Joe. The best I could be either telling him all about the trip or telling him nothing. I thought long and hard. I did not want to risk my marriage. I did not want to tell him ahead of time because I was sure he would object.
I did not care about the sex part. That would be with an older man who I am not sure would have an erection.
I liked the idea, but I had to develop a risk solution.
Charlie suggested that I not inform Joe. I should leave a note and discuss it when I get home.
Joe