My story begins at a cocktail party in the home of a friend from work. The department I work in is quite large and most of the employees are in their late twenties or early thirties and it seems that at least once a month and sometimes more often, someone from the department has a party. I was drinking a beer and chatting with Vicki, a long legged beauty with great breasts and beautiful red hair. Vicki had approached me and said that she really liked my tie and that the colors went nicely with my blue eyes. I was a little embarrassed by the complement, partly because it came from such a beautiful woman and mostly because I didn't
take complements well. They made me uncomfortable. I never knew how to respond to them. I knew Vicki from work but not very well. We worked on different floors of the building and seldom ran into each other at work. As a matter of fact I saw more of Vicki at these cocktail parties than I ever did at the office. It kind of flattered me that Vicki always came over to talk to me at these parties. We talked for about a half hour until one of the single guys from at the party came over and began talking to her. As they began talking I walked off to find Susan.
Susan is my wife of seven years and the love of my life. Susan is five feet eight inches tall and weighs 130 pounds. Susan has a beautiful body that even after two years of dating and seven years of marriage still makes my mouth water and my cock hard when I see her naked. We met and became friends in college but didn't start dating until a year after we graduated. I had been in love with Susan almost from the day we met but she did not show a similar interest in me at the time. Back then I couldn't understand how we could be such good friends and yet I couldn't get her to go on a date with me. She would have lunch with me or go out for a cup of coffee but nothing else. When we were together we had great conversations but I couldn't make it go any further than that.
I finally figured out what the problem was the morning of graduation when I woke up in a strange apartment and didn't remember how I got there. I had a terrible hang over and generally felt like shit. It really bothered me that I had gotten so drunk that I couldn't remember the events of the previous night. When I got back to my apartment to get cleaned up for the commencement ceremonies I got a look at myself in the mirror. It was as though I hadn't taken a good look at myself in for the last four years. I had shoulder length hair and a scraggly beard, I was six feet tall but I weighed 235 pounds. At that moment I did a self-assessment and the results weren't good. I was a fat slob.
In those days I drank nearly a twelve pack of beer and smoked two packs of cigarettes every day. Standing there looking at myself I realized why Susan wasn't interested in having a romantic relationship with me. I was disgusting.
I decided right then to change my life. I quit smoking cold turkey. I decided I wouldn't drink anything with alcohol in it until I could determine if I had a drinking problem. I began to eat better and exercise. Over the next year I lost forty pounds and was still losing weight when I ran into Susan for the first time since graduation at a wedding of a mutual friend. She was very impressed by the change in me and we had a great time at the reception together. When I ask her to go out to dinner with me that evening she answered yes immediately and we have been together ever since.
When I turned away from Vicki I spotted Susan across the room with a small group of people. As I walked toward her, Susan was looking at me with no expression on her face. Usually when we are with other people Susan gives me a special little smile, which is her private way of telling me, she loves me but there was no sign of a smile. When I got over to where Susan was standing she just asked "Are you ready to go?"
I knew something was bothering her but I decided not to address it till later. We said our good byes and got in the car and left. Susan sat silently for the next ten minutes until I finally had to ask. "What's bothering you? You haven't said a word for the last ten minutes and I could tell by the way you were acting at the party that something's was wrong."
"I don't trust that woman and I wish you would stay away from her," Susan said.
I asked "What woman? Whom are you talking about?"
"You know damn well I'm talking about Vicki."
"What's wrong with Vicki?"
"Don't play dumb with me. I saw the way she was flirting with you. The way she touches your arm when she talking and the ways she laughs so hard at things you say to her. She is after you and I resent the way she doesn't even care that I see her doing it."
I said, "Are you crazy?" and regretted it as soon as the words left my mouth. I knew better than to say anything like that when Susan is upset. She didn't say anything. She just glowered at me. It was a look that would have seriously injured a weaker man. "We were just talking. She wasn't flirting with me." I wasn't lying when I said that because I didn't think Vicki was flirting.
"How could you be so blind? With the touching and leaning against you."
"She wasn't flirting, she was a bit tipsy."
"Don't be a fool. I've notice the way she looks at you and that she always manages to get you alone at every party we go to."
"Well, she comes over to talk to me. I never see her at work or any place else. These parties are the only time I see her. Am I supposed to turn my back and walk away if she comes over to talk to me?" As I said that it occurred to me that this is exactly what Susan would want me to do.
"I don't know what you should do. I just want you to know that she is after you and I will not stand by and let her ruin our marriage."
"Listen, I don't believe that Vicki has a thing for me, but even if she does I have no interest in her and I have no intention of doing anything to hurt you or our marriage."
Susan just looked at me and even though she didn't say anything I could tell that the storm had passed.
