Wonderful Wimbledon with V . . . (fm:adultery, 3687 words) | |||
Author: Ediths Extra-Marital Affairs | |||
Added: Jul 18 2011 | Views / Reads: 2281 / 1062 [47%] | Story vote: 9.00 (5 votes) | |
A wonderfully passionate and erotic day . . . and evening . . . with my Belgian lover. | |||
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Apart from one meeting for lunch in April when he'd been in London for just three days, I hadn't seen V since last year. He always takes a short vacation to coincide with Wimbledon fortnight and he'd mentioned several times in our numerous telephone conversations since April that I must reserve a day to join him at the tennis again. He also kept mentioning that his apartment was free again and he would be staying there instead of a hotel as on his last visit.We agreed to meet in Fulham for an early "brunch" as we had last year. He was already waiting when I arrived and stood to greet me with his usual embrace and welcoming kisses, telling me I looked ever more beautiful each time he saw me. I giggled "don't be silly", but of course loved the flattery and the feeling that already he was making me feel special.
The next hour was spent catching-up on all the news from his London office, and from mine, and of my children's return from University for the summer and their plans, and of my coming holiday (the first for J and myself, on our own, for years and years). He asked a lot of questions about J actually, and that empowered me to ask him more about his own family. He has never been forthcoming with too many details about events and people "at home", though of course I knew his daughter had worked at his London office for the best part of the previous year. He normally quickly changes the subject if I dwell too long on questions about Brussels or Paris, and sure enough, he said it was time ...
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