Fred finished brushing his teeth and grinned goofily in the mirror. Then he splashed cold water on his face and patted it dry with a towel through which he took several long, slow breaths. He tried to quiet his mind but kept reliving the passion he had shared with Ginger that evening. It was so much more intense than he had thought possible after ten years of marriage.
He felt his pulse quicken as he remembered the tastes, the smells, the incredibly vibrant touch. He was getting hard again and it brought his attention to how sore he was. In a good way, he thought. He pressed the towel against his face again and worked on his breathing. Eventually the feeling of Ginger pressing against his body became more a sweet memory and less an urgent need. He needed to get some sleep, after all.
A final look in the mirror, a wink for luck, and he padded silently into the bedroom. In the dim light he could see her curves draped by the sheet. More than that, he felt her presence. He was inexorably connected to this woman, his lover, his wife. He knew every inch of her body, every lovable quirk, every mood, and every motion. He longed now to take her in his arms again.
He grinned again as she snored lightly, which she swore she didn’t do. Her chest rose and fell in a familiar pattern. Everything about her was familiar and comfortable. It was comfort as much as love that drew him to her now. He kissed her lightly before sliding into bed trying desperately not to wake her.
“I love you so much,” he whispered. And then he made a silent vow. She must never know about Ginger.
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14 Responses to “FFF: Empassionate”
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Let's do Something Cheap and Superficial 
this one made me cry
Um… thanks? ~Tim
LOL. Poor wifey poo. Snoring just can’t stack up to passion, eh?
Snoring can be endearing, but probably does not inspire passion. ~Tim
Fantasy elevated to an entirely new level! You got me… loved it. Peace, Linda
Thanks! I was going for a gotcha. ~Tim
BAM! Your twist did leave me gobsmacked!
Well done!
Though I hope that wifey has someone that she doesn’t want hubby to know about.
I mean, why should you guys have all the… heh.
I’d rather hope he learns the error of his ways, but I suppose turnabout is fair play. ~Tim
I was thinking just before the last line – “How sweet, a story about a married couple still in love and having great, passionate sex. How very rare.” Then your killer last sentence – well done
Thanks! Exactly what I was aiming for. ~Tim
lol, as a reader I loved it, as a wife not so much
Excellent twist!
Yeah, Fred is a very bad husband in this one. Glad you liked it as a reader though. ~Tim
Ah. I’ll echo Mazz word for word but change the word wife to woman. Damn Fred. Any chance that next week he falls down an open manhole?
[maybe one with alligators inside?]
:0)
Alligators? Maybe. In a sewer? I don’t think so. In the meantime, you can imagine he was the in The Mystery Writer. ~Tim
The writer and reader in me loved the twist. The wife in me feels sad for the wife here. Nice job.
Thanks! I can’t ask for more than that. ~Tim
I think I’ll go with Karen and vote for him falling down a manhole.
But, as a reader, it was a great story!
Oh, I think I see a fall in Fred’s future! ~Tim
Humans are not monogamous by nature. The heartache he feels…it’s there between the lines. Sometimes, sh_t happens.
Whether by nature or not, if one takes a vow one ought to honor it. [imho] ~Tim
Eh gads! I would like to add a line: Between light snores he hears the unmistakable moan “ooooh, Raul.” There, I feel better.
Nice one.
That would serve him right, wouldn’t it! ~Tim
Bad, bad, bad. I’m with Marisa; I hope the wife is having the affair of the century.
Nice job!
I need to start tallying these votes. ~Tim
There’s a train a-comin’ – and it will be a wreck, someday.
“Everything about her was familiar and comfortable.” – that’s the key phrase, perfectly placed.
You tap well into the desire for the “new”, the “exciting” without belaboring the point, or painting the wife in any negative light.
It really is “all about him” – and a screwed sense of priorities.
Well done.
Exactly! Thanks. ~Tim
I gotta tell you.. I love the avatars! What kind of wife does not know what time her hubby is climbing into bed? a trusting wife ???? arrrrrgh Fred!!
Thanks! I think the avatars are fun too. ~Tim