wife and my secrets

The wife's decision

Chloe laughed when I snuffed out her voice. She brought a dessert plate and suggested, "Bring that compote and go sit outside."

Having just touched her, I felt suddenly much closer to her.I picked up the compote and we went outside and sat on the lawn, drinking wine, looking up at the stars and talking casually in the quiet night.

We seemed to hit it off and had the same views on many things. She listened attentively to my annoyances at work and occasionally helped me out and complained with me.I was also interested to hear about the strange people and strange things she encountered during her travels.The conversation was light and cheerful, punctuated by laughter or magical wonderment.

After a few drinks, Chloe and I were a little tipsy. She suddenly took off her high heels and began dancing on the grass with her bare feet and a glass in her hand.

Mottled moonlight fell on her through the trees, her long hair waving, the liquid in her wine glass rippling back and forth, her perfect figure outlined under her white silk dress, the train of which flew up and down as it turned, like a fairy dancing under the moon.

I was so absorbed in watching that I forgot to drink and the apple that was brought to my lips.I do not know how long after, a cold wind hit, and so I come back to god, has been nearly eleven o 'clock, think of waiting for his wife at home, I rushed to say goodbye to her.

She touched the next glass with me, and we drank the rest of it."Don't keep me waiting too long!" she said, wiping the corners of her mouth.

I understood the meaning of her words, the heart surging up to give up, but thought of the wife at home, I did not dare to answer, nodded, hurried back to the car, away from this intoxicating place.

Come out from villa, that be like dream unreal feeling disappear, return to reality again anew.Although Chloe said a lot, I was also caught up in it at that time, but I still felt guilty after coming out, I felt sorry for my wife.

I opened the window and let the cold wind blow, trying to calm myself down and forget what had just happened.It was all in vain until I got back downstairs and had visions of Chloe crouching under my crotch, doing everything I could for me, and how she was dancing.

I stood at the door for about five minutes, patting my face and plucking up the courage to open the door, praying that she was asleep.

As soon as I stepped through the door, I heard my wife's voice saying, "I'm back!"

"Well!"I pretended as if nothing had happened to change shoes, dare not face her eyes.

"Drinking?""The wife asked suddenly.

"Ah! Oh! HMMMM! The company several colleagues together, can not push off, but only drank a little."I was taken aback and hurried to explain.

My wife walked over to me and helped me take off my coat. "What were you talking about?" she casually asked.

"Also nothing, all is some tomorrow company meeting matter, our group to do up report."I pinched at random.

"Oh!"The wife nodded, not questioning, and seemed to believe.

However, FROM my wife's eyes, I saw a suspicion, the heart thumping thumping jump, afraid she continued to ask what, I fled to the bathroom, excuse said "drink a little wine sweat! I go to take a bath!"

I hid in the bathroom, thought I'd get away with it, but when I got out of the shower, I realized I was so flustered I forgot to grab my pajamas.

I was afraid to ask my wife for help.Just as I was worried about whether to put on my clothes and go out, I heard my wife's voice outside the door, "I put the pajamas in the door for you!"

"Oh! I still want bubble for a while, you go to bed early! Need not wait for me!"I had a guilty conscience, afraid my wife would see something.The more she cared, the more I felt guilty and sorry for her.

I was relieved to hear my wife leave.Want to wait for her to fall asleep in the past, and deliberately soak in the water for half an hour, until the tub of hot water is cold to get up.

Return to bedroom in pajamas, wife is already asleep.Afraid of waking her up, I slowly pulled open the quilt, gently shrink into the bed, like a foot into the room of the thief, heart beating speed, not slower than when going to the villa.

She didn't respond. Just when I thought I was okay and I was relieved, she suddenly leaned over and said, "Hold me!"

I almost cried out in a cold sweat.Calmed down, obeyed her words, rolled over and hugged her from behind.Though I pretended to be calm, it was fifteen buckets.

We are very calm these days, when we are together, we are also very loving, but we are still quite apart from each other. When we sleep, we still have our backs to our backs. Sometimes she even deliberately avoids us and does not want to touch me.The thought of her sudden uncharacteristic behaviour to-night, which would not make me nervous, and whether she really knew something, or saw something, made me more uneasy.

I just got back from Chloe. She couldn't have known so quickly. Maybe she just felt something.

My wife squeezed into my arms and said, "Hold on!"

My heart almost jumped out of my chest, and though she didn't ask or say anything, I could sense that maybe she had a woman's sixth sense of something in me.

I was anxious now to get out of the house, far away, lest she should spy more.But I have a ghost in my heart, where dare to escape, or it is not to confess, can only according to her tight arms.

As the time passed, I could not even breathe out. I could hear my wife's slight breathing and our heartbeat.

"Husband!"Cried the wife suddenly.

"Ah!"Nervous as I was, I was startled and answered loudly.Just make a sound, I secretly want to be met, keep dark scold oneself incompetent, calm not to be angry.

But strangely, the wife did not question, nor ask, as if it did not happen, whispered: "Do you think we will ever spend the day apart?"

Knowing that she had deliberately ignored it made me feel worse and sorry for her, but I didn't have the courage to tell her what had happened tonight.I prepared for some time, just gently softly said: "say what! We will be together for a lifetime!"

I couldn't see my wife's face, but I knew she smiled.I had held her so tightly that there was no room for her, but she pressed against me again, as if trying to get into my heart.I was scolding myself, when suddenly she asked, "Do you still love me?"

Without hesitation, I answered, "Of course, I will always love you!"Say that finish pity miso miso her hair.

In fact, I feel very guilty, but it is strange that THERE is no regret, which is never possible to appear before the mood.I was a little scared, also a little confused, is it really Chloe's charm is too big, or I really changed.

Hear my affirmative answer, do not know the wife have believe, again toward my bosom squeeze squeeze, buttocks intentionally or unintentionally squeeze my root.

There were only two thin pieces of cloth between them, and I could clearly feel the crevice of her buttocks, which soft dragon of mine was pressing against the middle, and I guessed she could feel the objects of my lower body.If usual, in the face of his wife's stimulus, must have been alive, standing as a column, but let me depressed is, I do not know tonight too much consumption, lack of ammunition, or mental fatigue, usually a stimulus on the rise of it, but now depressed, no response.

I was annoyed, but helpless.My wife lay in my arms, not speaking.I held her tightly, but I couldn't sleep, thinking of Chloe and blaming myself for my wife. It was contradictory.

I listened to my wife's even breathing, heartbeat, smell her hair, and couldn't fall asleep.Struggled in the contradiction for a long time, until three, four o 'clock in the morning, just sleepily.

I didn't sleep well that night, and when I got up the next morning, my wife had breakfast waiting for me.In the past few days, she left my portion on the table, ate it and went to work. She didn't expect to wait for me today.In the face of her sudden abnormality, I was more sure that she might have guessed something, so I sat on pins and needles, anxiously finished breakfast, fled out of the house like.

I spent all day at work distracted, scared, guilty, full of emotions.But when I returned home trembling, my wife had prepared a table full of my favorite dishes, waiting for me.This made me more moved, but also more confused, always on my toes, afraid that she would suddenly ask if there was another woman out there, because I would say no, but I know, it's just a lie, and she knows it too.

The next few days, every day home in the face of his wife to play up the spirit, so I was exhausted, trance, this work is not good, was scolded several times.But my wife has always been kind to me, tying my tie before going to work, waiting for me to go to work together, cooking my favorite dishes when I get home after work, and occasionally waiting for me at the door of the company.

It wasn't until a week later that nothing happened that I was gradually reassured.I could only comfort myself that I was worrying too much, but I knew that I was deceiving myself and that she was just making one last effort for our marriage.

These days my wife tries to be nice to me in a way that I've never been before. I'm flattered, but the more nice she is to me, the more I feel sorry for her.I can only stop thinking about Chloe. Although I still think about Chloe when MY mind is wandering occasionally, I will immediately remind myself and shift my attention.

A week later, it was the fifth anniversary of our relationship.

My wife called early to ask if I wanted to work overtime, but I said no.She said she bought groceries and told me to go home early after work.I know what she means, but I feel guilty because my wife is busy all by herself these days. In fact, I had planned to surprise her tonight for several days. I told her that I had booked a restaurant outside and asked her to dress up and eat out after work.She was so happy that she agreed at once.

I felt a little better when I heard her laugh.