At 5:20 Sean finally brought the meeting to a close. Of course that was only one of many meetings throughout his day and Sean, although he loved his work, was exhausted. Pressure was mounting with the holidays coming so Sean had spent much of the day holding hands (figuratively, of course) with a number of sales reps. He didn't mind the fatherly role as long as the fledglings eventually learned to fly solo.
Sean was well loved by his subordinates. Known for being fair but demanding, he was always the first one in the office and usually the last to leave. Everyone in the building knew that a productive day was brewing when they saw his shirt sleeves pushed up to his elbows.
Managing sales for a large company meant a lot of time working in the office and at home. It also meant quite a bit of travel and Sean did it all as successfully as it can be done.
The one thing that suffered in his life was his marriage. Not that it was a bad marriage, just one that settled for mediocre. Of course he and his wife never talked about the obvious. They just grew complacent and lived as if they were roommates of sorts. Sean figured that after 30 plus years that happened to many marriages. Still, they enjoyed being together and enjoyed their kids and grandkids. Money was plentiful and both were very comfortable, if not passionate.
Then one day, quite by accident, Sean met a woman online. It went as most online friendships do for a while; chatting, flirting, erotic emails, phone calls and dreams of one day meeting. Sean fell in love. At least that's what he thought it was. She brought passion and fun into his life. She was interesting and interested. She made him feel younger, alive and loved. They grew very close very quickly and planned to meet although privately they both knew it probably wouldn't happen. Neither was ready to leave spouses and families for someone they had never even met.
So on that day, as Sean packed up his stuff to head home, he stopped short when he heard the specific tone signaling a text from Jennifer. Standing in the small lobby before the parking garage, Sean put down his things and read her text.
It read, 'Hey there! Do I have a surprise for you! Please only open this video when you have complete privacy. You won't want to be interrupted. I love you.'
Then Sean noticed the attachment icon, smiled, resisted the urge to open it and headed out to his car. As usual traffic was a bitch but Sean's mood was light thinking of what she could have sent him.
One frustration Sean had about his 'relationship' with Jennifer was that she refused to cam with him. He understood that she had the right to set limits, as did he, but he longed to see more than just pictures of her. Admittedly, the pictures she sent him were amazing. Bikini shots, naked shots, natural smiling pictures; they all were wonderful. He longed to see her move though. He imagined that her smile would light up her face and make her eyes twinkle and he wanted to see that first hand. Meeting was a dream and a desire but he doubted it would ever happen.
The evening progressed predictably. A traffic filled commute, dinner with his wife while watching the news, working for a few hour while pretending to watch the show that interested her and finally some time to message Jennifer after his wife went to bed.
'I really missed you today. I can't wait to see what you sent but it'll have to be tomorrow night when I'm in New York.' Sean's text read.
