What Is She Doing Here?
Loving Wives Story

What Is She Doing Here?

by Nastystoryguy 12 min read 4.3 (35,500 views)
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I must have finally fallen into a sound sleep, because I awoke and the light was streaming through the windows. I looked at the clock and it was later than my normal rising time. Since it was Saturday I didn't care. I laid there and stretched for a few then climbed out of bed.

I couldn't remember setting up the coffee the night before which is something I almost always do. "Hmmm," I thought, "now I wonder what that was about?" Being an armature psychologist has its down side.

I splashed some water on my face, brushed my teeth, and pulled on some clean sweats and a tee shirt; far more than I normally did before coffee.

I headed to the kitchen to put on the coffee. I heard the shower so I knew Linda was awake.

Soon I had the coffee cooking and went to the front door to retrieve the morning paper. I only read it on weekends and then mostly the sports page. The news was too depressing most of the time and one rarely actually learned what was going on out of a newspaper.

Soon the coffee was ready and I was drinking from my large steaming mug when she walked into the kitchen.

No makeup, wet hair, wrapped in one of the fluffy terry bathrobes I'd hung on the door that showed NO shape whatsoever. And still she looked absolutely gorgeous!

"WOW" I said.

She smiled, "Have any tea?"

"Yes, actually I do. Nothing special but its tea, ok?"

She smiled, "Nothing special will be fine."

I fixed her a cup of tea and handed it to her.

"Thank you it smells wonderful." she started to sip at it.

"I can wrestle up something to eat or we can go out. Which would you prefer?"

"I'm not a big breakfast eater so whatever you fix will be fine with me." she said.

So I toasted some English muffins, laid out peanut butter and got out some orange juice.

We ate in silence and I finally said, "So, what would you like to do today?"

"DAMN Scott, why are you so nice to me?"

I laughed, "I'm sure I could be mean if you like!"

She chuckled, "I doubt it."

"So back to the question, what would you like to do today?"

"You decide, I'm still trying to deal with this whole situation and don't feel like deciding anything to be honest." She said softly and with clear sadness in her voice.

"OK, let's have a light breakfast and spend the day just being together. We did the zoo already, how about the aquarium?" I asked.

"Never been, sounds fun!" she said with a big smile. Damn the woman had a 10 megawatt smile.

"It's suppose to be a really nice day but it's down by the water so jeans and a lightweight top plus a light jacket or sweater just in case." I suggested.

"Ok give me just a few to get ready." she said.

"Ok I need to grab a quick shower myself, that should give you plenty of time." was my reply.

My experience with women would indicate I'd have plenty of time to get ready and still be waiting for her. I was wrong. I took a quick shower, shaved and threw on some jeans and a casual shirt and was ready in no time. To my surprise when I walked out into the living room Linda was standing there waiting, just looking around. When I first entered she had her back to me but turned as she heard me enter.

"Hi slowpoke." she kidded.

I was surprised alright, but not just because she was ready! She had on very little makeup, but she didn't need it. She had on a fairly tight top that showed off her magnificent chest. But the killer was the pair of jeans she was wearing. They looked as if they were spray painted on! My god she has a perfect ass. Not to mention you could place three fingers between her thighs at the very top of her legs. DAMN this woman was fine!

It occurred to me again that with a walking wet dream for a wife, her husband had to be the dumbest human on the planet to want her to sleep with someone else, especially given the fact that even a total moron would know by now that it was going to cost him his marriage.

It was then that thoughts of what was going to happen started to rattle around in my head. I don't usually over-think things but I was afraid that was exactly what I was doing.

We headed out the door and I helped her into the car. I jumped in the driver's seat and off we went. Traffic was light as it was still pretty early and we were at the aquarium within half an hour.

We strolled around for a while looking at the various exhibits. Since Linda had never been before I had a great time showing her around one of my favorite places. We had a couple of hours to kill before the Killer Whale show, which I really wanted her to see.

I can't tell you when it happened but I suddenly realized that we were holding hands. And it felt nice. Damn, damn, damn; I didn't intend to develop the feelings that were happening!

It was time for the Whale show. We'd left our jackets in the car; it had been very warm when we arrived. The marine layer had rolled in since we started strolling. It was cool and damp.

We were standing off to the side of the whale pool as the show started.

The breeze blowing in off the ocean was quite cool. Since Linda had left her sweater in the car she was getting cold. I really wanted to have her see this show. I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her, they encompassed her boobs but I wasn't 'groping' her.

She leaned her head back against me, but I could tell she was watching the show.

The whales jumped and leaped, she "ooh'd and ahhed"

Once the show was over I asked her if she'd like to go somewhere for lunch. As usually she was ready to eat. "Yes, that sounds nice. What do you have in mind?" she said with her big smile.

"How about the best burger you've ever had?" I said with a smirk.

"You're on!" was her reply

So off we went to my favorite burger place. Not a chain but a place that made 'real' burgers from scratch!

I ordered us each a beer and a bacon cheese burger, without asking. Most men can't finish it but she did. I couldn't imagine how she keeps her figure. But she damn sure did!

We made one more stop that afternoon at the planetarium. She enjoyed that too. Another place she'd never been.

We headed back to my place late in the afternoon.

"Feel like some rest?" I asked.

She looked at me a bit strangely. "Well, yes I do." she said.

I thought she was expecting me to take her into my bed with me. That wasn't what was going to happen. Though I damn sure wanted too!

It had been a long day for both of us and we each slept hard for about an hour.

We were lounging around after our nap and she was obviously unsure of where we were going or what I expected.

"Linda, do you want to cheat on your husband? Hell, call it what you want to but do you want to have sex with someone besides him, especially to satisfy his 'jollies'?"

"Don't you want to 'have' me?" she said in a soft voice.

"OH yes. I'd love nothing more, but that isn't what I asked you was it?"

"No it isn't. And no, I don't want to do what he wants!" she said very softly.

"And I won't be the instrument of his getting his rocks off while making you miserable!" I replied.

She looked relieved. "You're pretty amazing." she said.

I thought to myself that it was more like 'pretty stupid' but I had my morals loose that they might be and as I'd said I wasn't going to be the one to help this jerk fuck up her head any more than it already was.

"I don't happen to think so, but thank you just the same" I said softly.

"SO, here is what we are going to do!"

"We are going to a real great neighborhood Italian place I know, that serves fantastic food and has live music on Saturday nights along with a postage stamp sized dance floor. We are going to have a great meal, probably drink a bit too much, but not very much too much, and dance. Then I am going to drive you to your home and you and your husband are going to deal with this!" I said softly as well.

She paused; the look on her face was unreadable to me. Something I had said obviously upset her. But I had no clue what.

"Scott, can I ask one more favor? I know I don't really have the right, but I have to ask anyway."

"Of course Linda, what?" I was really curious.

"I would really like to spend the night here rather than go home." she said very shyly.

I paused for a long moment, a very long moment, more than a moment actually.

"Damn woman, how much self restraint do you think I have?" She didn't speak for a bit and then very softly, "From what I've seen so far, a great deal!"

"Fuck" I said under my breath.

"Yes, you can spend the night and I'll take you home in the morning."

Very softly, "Thank You."

We went out and ate great Italian food, drank a bit too much, which is really not my way, and danced a lot!

I don't even dance normally, but dancing with Linda was fun! And it made me semi-hard more than once.

We danced until the restaurant closed and finally headed back to my place.

We got inside the door and I was very torn! GOD I wanted this woman, but I was determined to stick to my decision. Damn it was hard, no pun intended!

She gave me a soft kiss on the lips once we got inside and simply said "Thank you, thank you so much!"

I took a deep breath and headed to my room before I jumped her bones on the spot! GOD DAMN I wanted to fuck this woman!

I barely slept a wink all night, something that was rare for me. I tossed and turned and tried to figure out where my head was. I failed miserably!

It was much earlier than I usually got up on Sunday, but I was tired and grumpy and got up and made coffee!

I headed back to my bedroom and grabbed a quick shower. Pulled on some jeans and a shirt, shoes and socks, and was drinking my first cup when she came out of the guest room.

"Tea!" she croaked, chuckling.

"Good morning " I laughed out loud

"Give me a minute and I'll have a cup ready." I'd already laid out the stuff assuming she'd want a cup so it only took a couple of minutes. "MMMM thank you. " she said when I handed it to her.

Scott, I don't know how to thank u for this weekend!

Hmmm, well not sure it is you who should thank me" I said

"I've put a great strain on you I know. On me too, but that was of my doing. I'm sorry. I think it is time for you to take me home. I've asked too much of you already." she said softly!

"No you have never been less than honest, so NO you haven't asked too much. I've enjoyed getting to know you. I have no regrets!"

It occurred to me that it was true.

I realized I had deep feelings for this woman. It bothered me, but it is what it is.

"Go get your bag and lets go while I still have that self-restraint." I chuckled, not entirely kidding.

We got into the truck and were at her house in just over 20 minutes. We were quite on the ride. Once there I got out and went around to open her door. I grabbed her bag from the back, "Do you want me to walk you to the door?"

She looked up and smiled, "Yes, I would like that a lot please."

I wasn't sure it was such a good idea but was going to do as she asked at this point. We walked to the door, she held my hand the whole way, she let herself in and I set the bag down inside the door. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a deep kiss!

"Thank you for everything, I had a GREAT weekend Scott!" she said quietly. I saw her husband in the shadows. He didn't come out nor did I acknowledge him.

"I had a wonderful weekend too Linda, thank you." I said in return.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to out the door and said softly, "You take care of you! Worry about no one else, OK!"

It wasn't a question. I turned and walked to my truck and climbed in. I didn't look back. I had no idea if I'd ever see her again, or even hear from her. I drove off. I was back home in another 20 minutes or so. I went inside and sat staring at TV the rest of the day. I couldn't tell you what I watched.

By that night I fell asleep soundly. I woke in the morning. I was of course thinking about her. By the end of the day I was back to work. I tried to put her out of my mind. With in a week I was reasonably successful. Within a month I only thought about her from time to time. I wondered if I'd ever hear from her again. I'd deleted her number from my phone. I'm really good with numbers, but I don't remember them well. I'd only have contact with her if she called. I didn't know if that would ever happen or not.

End of story? We'll see!

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