Chapter 16 - Life Goes On

Laura met her husband during her senior year of college. Older than her by seven years, he was playing guitar and singing at a pub near the house that she shared with two other students in her degree program. He wasn?t an especially gifted guitarist but his voice was pure syrup, a nice baritone and he sang with such passion and feeling. He sang old songs mostly, songs she had heard her parents sing when she was little, the words painting vivid pictures in her mind of loves lost and found, of friends turned into lovers and lovers turned into ex-lovers. She wanted him to never stop.Noticing his drink of choice, she bought him a pint of dark and delicious stout as he wrapped up his middle of three sets, inviting him to join her for a chat during his break. They talked briefly and he asked if there was a favorite song he might sing for her, as a thank you for his gifted pint. When he retook the stage, he thanked her for the conversation and for the pint, his eyes never left hers as he performed for her. She couldn?t help herself; she fell for him then and there.Over the next few weeks, she found herself searching for where and when he was performing, turning up too frequently for someone who was just a fan. She would buy him a pint and he would perform her requests; as he sang, she felt herself dampen, his voice alone arousing her. Fantasized about him, how he would hold her and kiss her, how he would slide his long, thick cock into her and fill her void. One night, she invited him to her place and he proved he was as adept at lovemaking as he was at singing, bringing her to orgasm over and over with his fingers, lips, and tongue. She was rapturous until she saw his manhood; it was less prominent than she had imagined, about six circumcised inches, she guessed, not bad but not the eight or nine inches she had dreamed about.She put her disappointment aside and loved it as best she could, taking it into her mouth and edging him repeatedly until she was ready. He may have been averaged sized but he was a far above average lover, making up for his length and girth with his fingers and his whispered words that drove her over the top to feel that needed rush. He stayed the night and they made love again in the morning. The following month he asked her to be his girlfriend, forsaking all others, of which he admitted there were more than a few. Six weeks after she graduated, he asked her to spend her life with him. They were married the following spring. He was thirty; she was twenty-three on their wedding day.Their life together started as most couples did, making love frequently Ataşehir Escort and passionately, their love sounds filling the small house they bought together. He continued working by day and playing in pubs by night to earn extra money as her career began to flourish. Just after their sixth anniversary, she was thrilled to learn she was pregnant. They hadn?t been actually trying to have children, but they weren?t exactly not trying either. Their son was born a few weeks after her 31st birthday. She thought her life was perfect.As often happens, the arrival of a child comes with less frequent lovemaking as the addition of a demanding, crying, perpetually wet little person keeps them busy. He does his part, helping with nighttime feedings and caring for their little man, sharing the load as a good dad should. He wasn?t actually a good dad, he was a great dad but the attention spent on his son meant less attention spent on her. Not that she minded really, her interest in sex had lessened, mostly because she always seemed to be tired but also because she occasionally got a touch of the baby blues. She sometimes wished for her life BC (Before Children) to return but she quickly got over it. Visits to her doctor and then a therapist helped with her mood but not with her sex drive; her libido just wasn?t what it used to be.The frequency of their lovemaking waned until it was less than once a month. He never complained, not out loud, but she could tell he was disappointed when she rebuffed his advances. On occasion, she would succumb to his urging but it was mostly less than satisfying. She tried but she just couldn?t get as much out of sex as she used to. He did his best to understand but she could tell he was frustrated; she knew what he was doing when he closeted himself in the washroom with his iPad, it bothered her at first but then she began to ignore the times when he would sneak away to pleasure himself.A month after their son turned one, she was called on to travel to a conference in New York. She had always wanted to go there and he had promised to take her. They would see a Broadway show, go to museums, stroll in Central Park and make love every night and it would be wonderful. But it never came to be. This trip would be the first time they had slept apart in over eight years and he was not pleased about it. His sister came over for the week to help with their son and after many kisses and promises of a passionate reunion on her return, she slid out of the front seat of their car and entered the airport.By the time Ataşehir Escort Bayan she got into the cab to go to her hotel, she was excited. She took pictures of everything, promising herself she would describe every detail to her husband when she got home. Her room was by far the nicest she had ever seen, with a king-sized bed, a whirlpool tub, and a large flat-screen TV. She missed watching TV, missed her crime shows and sitcoms, and the romantic, sappy made-for-TV movies that were her guilty pleasure. She indulged herself immediately, putting one on and losing herself in the predictable storyline. As the two fated lovers kissed, she found herself becoming aroused, but her focus was not on the tall, fit, handsome man but on the lithe, blonde, perfect figure of the female protagonist. She watched her lips move, her tongue probing into his mouth as her fingers slid down under her panties and she rubbed herself to orgasm, something she had done infrequently since she had gotten married. For the first time since her son was born, she slept through the night. Her only dream was of the two lovers from the movie as they undressed each other and made the passionate love that the movie suggested they would.The next day, after the meetings and presentations, all the attendees were invited to attend a meet and greet reception in one of the hotel?s conference rooms. She got herself a glass of white wine and a small plate of finger snacks and looked around the room to find someone interesting to talk to.?Are you as lost as I am?? she heard a voice from behind her. Turning, she saw a pretty brunette woman, about her height and age.?Pretty much,? she replied. ?I?m Laura,? she stuck out her hand.?Patricia,? they shook hands, ?from Pittsburgh. Call me Pat.??I?m from Boston!? Laura answered. ?It?s nice to meet you, Pat.? They began the small talk and an hour later, she realized she hadn?t eaten since lunch, and that was nothing to write home about. ?Are you hungry?? she asked.?I?m starving!? Pat answered, ?you like Italian? There?s a great place only a couple blocks from here.??Sure,? she replied, ?we could walk if you like???Walk in New York at night? I don?t fucking think so!? Pat said firmly. Laura was taken aback by her language. ?This is your first trip to the Big Apple, isn?t it? Women from out of town never walk anywhere at night in New York. We?ll catch a cab.??Okay, I?ll go up and grab my coat. Meet you in the lobby in ten minutes???Make it fifteen,? said Pat, ?I just have to tell my friends I won?t be joining them for dinner.?Laura Escort Ataşehir went up to her room and freshened up, as she touched up her make-up she felt a stirring inside her, she was excited about going to dinner with this woman. She changed her panties from the cotton briefs she had on to a black lacy pair that rode high on her hips and made her feel sexy. She texted her husband that she was going out to dinner with a woman she had met at the reception and that she would call when she got back to the hotel. ?Have fun, be careful,? was his reply.The restaurant was everything she expected and more. She gasped a little when she saw the prices but the company was paying for it so she said, ?What the fuck!?, she and Pat laughed. Plenty of red wine was consumed with their meals so they were both pretty tipsy by the time they got back to their hotel. ?Are you tired yet?? asked Pat. Laura shook her head. ?Let?s go to my room,? said Pat, ?we can chat some more.? Laura agreed and they went up. Pat ordered another bottle of wine from room service and they sat down to chat.Laura?s phone chimed. It was her husband just checking in, ?How was dinner?? Rather than texting, she wanted to call, ?Do you mind?? she asked Pat.?Not at all,? she replied. She listened as Laura talked with her husband, telling him how things were going and that she missed him so much and was looking forward to getting home. She brightened when he suggested that they take the baby to visit his mom and maybe have a night out together the weekend after she got home.?Bye Honey, love you!? she said before ending the call. ?God, I miss him,? she sighed.?He sounds wonderful,? Pat replied.?Oh, not him, my son. He?s so beautiful,? she said wistfully. She pulled up some photos on her phone to show her new friend. They fussed over the photos and how cute babies are. ?Do you have kids?? Laura asked. Pat shook her head.?No, not yet. Maybe someday,? she answered. Laura let out a heavy sigh.?Can I tell you something?? she asked. Pat nodded.?I love my husband, and I love being a mom but, ever since he was born, our life in the bedroom has really taken a beating, you know?? Another huge sigh came from her; she couldn?t believe she was opening up to a woman she barely knew.?I?ve heard that happens,? said Pat, trying to console her.?I?m just not interested in sex, not as much as I used to be,? she continued. ?I want to, but I have to talk myself into it, you know? I?m mostly doing it to show him I still love him. I?m really not getting much out of it.??I?m sorry, Sweetie, I wish I knew what to tell you,? said Pat.?That?s not all,? she continued, taking a deep breath and releasing it loudly. ?Last night, when I went to bed, I put on this movie, one of those silly Hallmark things, and I got really turned on when the two lead characters started kissing. I wondered what it might be like to watch two people, you know.?