Dan woke at 4:00 without the aid of an alarm. His schedule at the hospital had adjusted his sleep patterns so his body knew precisely when to wake. Reaching his hand over to the other side of the queen sized bed, he knew it would be empty but still he dared to hope. Deb had only spent a couple of late nights at his place but had never spent the whole night. He understood but still felt a bit lonely waking without her.
Surprising him the way she did thrilled him. She was perfect in the pretend role of the high priced call girl but of course he knew she was worth so much more. Over the previous months he had come to deeply care about her, even to the point of telling her that he loved her. He came close a few times but stopped short of actually saying it, knowing it would be the fastest way to push her away. Deb was sweet and loving toward him but she reminded him often that she was married and nothing was going to change that.
Dan chided himself, "Enough daydreaming! Time to get moving."
After he showered and dressed, Dan stood at the fish tank, feeding them. His eyes drifted to the window where he and Deb had made love just a few hours before. He could make out her handprints and a smudge where her forehead rested against the glass. Shaking his head at their daring positioning, he smiled at the memory. She surprised him so often with adventurous ideas and he loved the time he had with her.
A quick bite to eat and he was out the door. Before getting in his car he stood and looked up at his bedroom windows. 'Yep,' he thought, 'anyone who drove by or walked in the park would have been treated to quite a show last night.' He briefly thought about ordering shades or curtains but he knew she would only refuse to use them. Once that woman got something in her mind, he had no chance of changing it. He smiled as he drove off, hoping that no one would complain about the lovemaking in his window.
Deb woke at 6:00 with a horrible headache. For a moment she was fuzzy on the details of the early morning, but then recalled it clearly. After slumping to the floor in shock, Scott had gathered her up and placed her on the couch. He covered her with a blanket, talking softly as he tried to calm her. After a while her sobbing stopped and she seemed more coherent.
Scott sat on the edge of the couch, placed his hand on her leg and said, "Deb, I'm going to leave for now. I need some time to think and to be alone. Please don't call me or come into work for a couple of days. We'll talk but I'm just not ready right now."
Deb weakly begged him to stay, to let her explain, but he walked to the front door and turned around to say, "I love you, Deb. I'll let you know what I'm ready to talk about this." She was crying softly as he closed the door behind him. Deb sobbed into her hands as she replayed the past four months. Was it exciting? Yes. Was it mind-blowing sex? Yes. But was it worth it? Absolutely not. Finally sweet sleep found her and she didn't have to think for a while.
As Scott drove away from the house, tears stung his eyes. His mind replayed the past series of events as he drove aimlessly.
For a few months he just attributed her renewed sense of sexual adventure to hormones or a mid-life crisis. He enjoyed the change although his cock sometimes was almost raw after so much oral attention. He just wasn't used to being pampered but he sure enjoyed it while it lasted. Figuring it would pass, he just took advantage of the situation and lavished attention on her too. After all, he truly loved Deb and would do anything to please her.
Then one night after a particularly long session of 69'ing with Deb, she cried out, "Oh, Dan!" as she ground her pussy against his face and came. Surprisingly, she didn't even realize the mistake, she just kept moving on him until he exploded in her mouth a few seconds later. She lapped up the cum and sucked every last drop from him before climbing off and snuggling up to his side. He lay there, basking in the glow of cumming but confused about what she had yelled. At the moment he didn't mention it and she was oblivious to it, it seemed.
The incident nagged at Scott until he accepted that he had to do some investigating. Cell phone records were easy to access so he started with those. Sure enough, there were calls between Deb and an unknown number on a regular basis. Learning about the man on the other end of those phone calls was easy enough. Dan Bentz was studying medicine at the University. His picture on the website showed him to be a very good looking young man with a great smile. Scott shook his head, remembering that he had placed that million dollar smile on Dan's face many years before. Dan had been their son's friend from high school and Scott had vague memories of him spending time at their house. He found where Dan lived and began to drive by the apartment once in a while, hoping to get a look at his wife's lover.
There was no doubt in Scott's mind that Dan and Deb were lovers. He wasn't naïve although he would admit to being blind when it came to his love for Deb. Now that his eyes were opened, however, he was seeing things painfully clearly, and knew he would have to act on the information, and soon.
On the next Thursday afternoon, Scott informed Deb of an important meeting he needed to attend in Miami. He told her he would fly out on the following Monday evening and return a few days later. They spent an enjoyable weekend together although at times it was hard for Scott to pretend that everything was normal. By the time Monday evening rolled around, he was ready to leave. Kissing her goodbye as he left for the airport, he searched her face for any sign of deception. He was amazed that she could continue to look at him with that lovely Deb face, completely innocent and sweet.
