8 comments/ 16728 views/ 4 favorites What Happened On St. Pat's Day By: TabooTeller Writer's Note: This story is a bit late for St. Patrick's day but I thought it still would be good. It is one of my "Marriage In Trouble Stories". For this story I have a new editor, celest81 any credit for editing goes to her except for the last two paragraphs I made significant changes in both paragraphs after she sent it back to me. Hopefully they are still Ok. This story is in one piece for it is under 9,100 words long. Not sure which category this fits in so I placed it in a close one. * Tommy unlocked the front door to the dark house. His wife, Mary, hadn't been expecting him but where was she? Maybe this explained why she hadn't sent that last scheduled E-mail and her terse replies to his E-mail. He pushed the door all the way open and shoved his three suitcases in. Fumbling with one hand he tried to find the light switches to the porch light and the entrance light both located just inside the door. Once he found and flipped on both lights, he stepped inside and closed the door. He sniffed the air. It was obvious that the heater was still operating but it was also obvious that no one had been here for a while. The air was stale and had an enclosed feeling as he breathed it in. Part of him wanted to throw one of his suitcases while another part was just sad. He had been gone six months, not the eight it was supposed to have been. With coming home early he hadn't made as much money as he promised Mary he would, but he still had a few hundred in his pocket. That made him nervous because he never had even close to that amount before. He also had more money in his checking account so even with paying for part of the flight back he still had significantly more money than if he had stayed home. Maybe he should have stayed home instead of going overseas; other couples have survived with very little money. He shook his head, they had tried to work on their problems, as each had promised, via E-mail, text messaging and a few phone calls but toward the end he wondered if they had made any headway. He had asked his boss if he could leave early and even though his boss had argued with him, he okayed it. His boss, and finally the company he worked for had agreed. His boss understood when he explained it was a family emergency, something to do with his wife he had stated. It seemed to pacify his boss. So here he was in an empty house. Good thing he had eaten during one of the stops along the way. He would be surprised if there was anything in the kitchen. He grabbed two of the suitcases and carried them to the bedroom. After he went to get the third one he looked on her side of the closet. Sure enough some of her clothes were missing, but not as many as he thought would be. Maybe she was on a weekend tryst, or on a more cheerful note, she could be on a weekend jaunt with her girlfriends. But the house felt like it had been empty longer than that. Before he had left, they hadn't been able to afford cell phones and he thought they might be able to now with the money he had sent her but if she had one, he didn't know the number. That thought made him sad. Since some of his clothes were clean, he decided to hang those up, there wasn't much else to do besides wait and watch TV, and she was always was after him to hang up his clean stuff. He flipped the largest suitcase on the bed. As he unzipped the bag, he thought, 'I know I'm not the best husband but I've been trying to change. I hope she is at a friend's or her parents. Obviously she isn't just out for the evening.' Tommy turned to hang up a pair of pants when a sixth sense told him to turn around. He spun around almost fast enough to give himself whiplash. There standing in the doorway was a woman. His mouth dropped open; he hadn't heard anyone come in, and his mind for a second super imposed a picture of his wife over the woman. He shook his head thinking that he could see why his mind had done that. His wife and this woman were the same height, short and both had red hair, but that was where the resemblance ended. This woman's hair was short, very short, almost like a guy's. Mary always wore hers long enough to be used to cover her face. She had a birth mark on her face she was ashamed of. Tommy didn't mind it, as he repeatedly told her but he thought she didn't believe him. Maybe he said it too often. His wife wore glasses everywhere, even sometimes when they made love but this woman didn't wear them. This woman was also at least fifty pounds lighter than his wife and was more muscular. This stranger was a little pudgy here and there but she looked strong. Tommy wondered for a moment that with those arms and legs and her hair like that if she was a dyke. And speaking of her body, this woman was showing a whole lot more of her body than Mary liked to, even in their bedroom. She was wearing a two tone green outfit that showed off her midriff, her arms, and her legs. Those shorts were so tight he wondered how she got them on. He could make out a mound where her pussy would be and as he looked closer he thought he could see the split that turned it into a camel toe. They were very arousing especially since he hadn't had sex for something like six months. That top was also tight and low cut. It easily showed that this woman's bust was slightly smaller than Mary's. The stranger's face looked sort of like his wife's; neither would ever be beautiful, but narrower. And her eyes were normal looking while his wife's were pudgy. He couldn't understand how they could look both familiar and not familiar at the same time. Tommy shook his head for he suddenly wanted to see the rest of her breasts very badly. Her top looked like a cute, short overcoat, with tiny brass buckles on top of a blouse of some type. When a certain thought came to his mind he took a second look at the top and shorts. Yep it looked like a leprechaun outfit, only way sexier than the ones male leprechauns wore. And she had on a cute beret instead of a top hat. That all took just a couple of seconds to go through his mind as he stared at the woman trying to see if he knew her from somewhere. He didn't think so but something was awfully familiar. Thinking it sounded foolish he said, "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" She smiled, looking very familiar yet not familiar, and said, "Ai'm your best dream." He looked puzzled and she continued, "Aye, Ai don't have a big pot of gold like my brethren...Ai just have a wee one that can give ye something special...if ye want to come and get it." He looked puzzled again but a second later thought she couldn't be saying what I think she's saying can she? She must have seen something in his face for she nodded and said "Aye, Ai have liquid gold for your pleasure." He swallowed and said, "I'm married, you will have to take your 'gold' elsewhere, but beyond that how did you get in here? I locked the door." "As me brethren can Ai can go where Ai want and tonight Ai want to be here with ye." Even with that Irish accent the voice sounded like one he should know. But he was tired: he had to unpack, deal with his wife not being home and now this strange woman. "Well, I don't want you. I don't even know you. You need to leave! I could-should- call the cops." She looked hurt for half a second when he said "I don't want you" before recovering and saying. "It wouldn't do ye any good to call your cops. Ai can get around them." "What do you want?" "Ai told ye. Ai have a pot of gold that needs filling and Ai want ye to fill it." Looking at the way she was dressed and thinking of her "pot of gold" made his heart beat faster and his hormones go wild. It had been so long without sex. Gritting his teeth against his sudden desire he "I have things to do, I have to unpack and I have to find, ur, I mean I need to--" He stopped as she started walking his way. She had a smile on her face that promised something fun. She moved her body in a way that also suggested she was offering more than words. As she neared he could smell a nice perfume. A different earthy and flower smell, nice and even more of a turn on. She said, "Ai know it's been months since ye had any 'gold'. Ai can see ye want some of mine. Ai want ye to have some. Ai can give ye relief, Ai know many tricks to give ye relief. Mai brethren can do tricks but they are dirty tricks that bring pain, Ai knaw tricks to bring pleasure. " He paused before answering, god he was starting to pant with desire. No, even if his wife was out with someone, he told himself. Then another thought struck him, How did she know it had been months? "Are you a friend of my wife's? One of her sisters?" If she was one of his wife's sisters, that would explain a lot. "Ai told ye who Ai am." By that time she was close to him. She took one more fast step and placed one open hand on the front of his pants and the other one on arm muscle. "Ai like your muscle" she squeezed his arm, "and Ai want to feel your other muscle." He took both of her hands and pushed them away from his body. "Now cut that out! I told ye, um, you that I am married." He made sure he stared at her face. He knew if he looked downward he would be able to see down her front, he thought he would be able to see all of her breasts including the nipples. It was battle not to though; for he badly wanted to see just how far down her could see. "Ai know ye are married and Ai know ye haven't been with yer wife for months." He stepped away and walked to the end table where the phone was. He wondered for a second if it still worked. Picking it up he said, "Ok, I'm calling the police." "Ai told ye that the police have no power over me." He glanced at the numbers but before he could push any buttons she was beside him again. He blinked wondering how she had moved so quickly. "Please don't call. Ai just want ye." She took the phone and moved back to the other side of the room. He wondered why he allowed her to take the phone; at least it didn't look like she had anywhere to hide a gun or a knife. "Let me help ye." She bent over to pick up the shirt he had dropped. As she did, she turned allowing him a good look at her butt. It was nice. Not as nice as some he had seen at the beach with the owners wearing bikinis but still smaller than his wife's and he thought probably smoother. No, no, he thought, I have to get my thoughts and feelings under control I can't have sex with her. She stood and carefully placed the shirt on the bed. "Ai knaw ye wonder about yer wife. She is doing fine and so will ye be soon." She turned to pick up another piece of clothing and his mouth dropped open. The way she folded the shirt had pricked a memory now as she folded a pair of pants he saw it was what he had thought. It couldn't be but...no wonder he had been so confused. He took a step forward; she turned and said "Ye look like ye want mai help with something else." "Ai do, ur, I mean I do. You're so sexy and it's been so long. I...I...I." She moved quickly to him and placed a finger on his lips, "Ye are worried about yer wife. Don't ye worry this wuld not count as cheating. Ai'm a leprechaun, one of the wee people. Ai'm not real, or so yer people say. Once I get your 'gold' in return for pleasure and relief Ai'll be gone. Ye can do what ye want with me and no one will think it wrong." He gasped suddenly as she placed her hand back at the front of his pants and gently pressed. "Ohhh, Ai see ye are half way ready, come and Ai'll make ye cum like never before." Suddenly even before he made a conscious act of will his hands moved and grabbed her shoulders, he drew her closer and kissed her hard. Once, twice and thrice, harder and longer each time. At the end of the third kiss he started nuzzling one side of her neck. "Ohhh, Ai, Ohhh. Go Ferro it big boy show me what ye can do." He continued to kiss and to chew on her neck for over a minute. She made noises the whole time. But finally she said, "But what about yer wife?" He stopped and straightened, "I love her more than I can say, but she wasn't here when I got home, I didn't know where she was, what she was doing, with whom...can we talk about her afterwards? I'm so horny I can barely control myself...You won-I want you." He started nipping at her neck again. She groaned and gently moved his head so she could kiss him. After what seemed like a long time to him he moved his hands between them and started unhooking her top. His hands fumbled at the unfamiliar connections but he managed to get two undone. He stopped and caressed her bare belly working his way upward until he was rubbing the bottom of her breasts. He gasped at the touch of one than the other. He slowly drew his hand out and to the third clasp. He fumbled with it and fumbled again. "Do ye need some help?" "No, Ai, ur, I got it." A second later he had it undone. He opened the top so he could see her bosom in all of its glory. He gasped as he got a good look. His mouth dropped open as he stared wide eyed. It had been months since he had seen naked boobs; well he had seen two pair while in Europe but not this close nor on anyone he was going to have sex with. As he stared, he thought for a second he was going to have a climax just by looking at them. A second later, the feeling passed and he reached tentatively toward them. Tommy looked at her and she nodded, "Yes, ye can touch them. Ai want ye to." He gently placed his hands on her boobs and started caressing them. A few seconds later, she let out a groan. Before he knew what he was doing he bent over and placed his mouth on one. He licked it up to the nipple and started sucking. She groaned louder. Tommy sucked harder before switching to the nipple on the other breast. He spent the next minute switching back and forth. Than his hunger got the best of him and he backed her to the bed. She let out a sort of yip when he pushed her onto the bed. Three seconds later his clothes were off and he grabbed hold of her shorts. She said, "Wait." He barely was able to control himself wondering if she was changing her mind but all she did was undo the large belt around the waist of the shorts. She nodded at him and he grabbed the shorts and pulled them off, throwing them behind him. He had been right; she wasn't wearing anything under those shorts. Tommy didn't think she had been able to. He stared at her slit as she spread her legs. He let his eyes roam up her body. He looked at her up and down three times, panting the whole time. She nodded again and he dove onto the bed, face first between her legs. He attacked her slit and clitoris with his mouth and tongue and she began to moan louder and louder. After a minute or so, he couldn't take it anymore and scooted up her body. He pushed two fingers into her slit quickly finding her G-spot. As she groaned louder he somehow managed to ask, "So female leprechauns have the same G-spot as human females?" She managed to say, "Aye we do," before he withdrew his fingers replacing them with his very hard shaft. He rammed it in hard, gasping as he did, and immediately pulled it out pushing it back in as far as it would go. He started fucking her hard and fast. She groaned spreading her legs part further and raising them. He was lost in the sensation. All he could think of was that it had been too long since he had felt this pleasure. "It's so good," he gasped as he rammed his shaft into her slit. All too soon he was feeling the euphoria that meant he was getting close. As fast as he was going, he knew it wouldn't be long but he couldn't stop or even slow. A few seconds later he lifted himself up on his hands and jammed it in harder groaning as he did. Three thrusts later and he started a loud moan but it was interrupted when his climax fizzled out. Damn, he thought, as he shook his head, that happened a lot when he was this aroused. He never understood how the feeling could die out so suddenly after beginning. He stopped and looked at her. "I'm sorry I lost control there. I didn't mean to be so rough or that quick." "That'd be Ok. Ai expected the first one to be quick and you weren't too rough...It's been a while for me too." A second later he started thrusting in and out again but at a much slower speed. "Ohh, Ai thought ye would have more. Go for it." He continued to thrust in and out, relishing the feeling of having his shaft completely enclosed by a pussy; after so long, it felt soooo good. He fucked her for a minute or so before pulling out. She looked at him with a puzzled look but he just slid down until his face was even with her boobs. He started licking and sucking on the nipples. He spent the next few moments making love to her breasts with his mouth. She sighed, groaned and moaned the whole time. Finally he stopped and slid down even further leaving a trail of saliva as he licked his way down her stomach, through her pubic hair to her clit. She groaned in anticipation as he looked at her slit. It was so beautiful and sexy he just wanted look at it. He told her that and she smiled even though he couldn't see it. Finally, he bent down and licked at her clit. He licked again, a fast short swipe with his tongue. She moaned and he continued the short flicks. It was the type of thing his wife loved. Soon she was going wild, twisting her head back and forth and pushing her mound into his face but he kept up the short fast licks. As she placed her hands on his head he bit her joy nub. She screamed in pleasure and he bit again harder. She said, "more Ai need more." He bit her hard again than nibbled on her clit. Soon she was gasping and panting. She moaned very loudly as he pressed his mouth hard against her clit and bit down through her skin. He bit her three more times and started flicking her clit again with his tongue. He smiled as he drove her wild. Finally she humped his face hard; arching her back as a sound that sounded like a scream combined with a gasp came out. She panted and gasped longer and finally relaxed. She laid there breathing hard as he gently licked and sucked her clit some more. After a few more licks, he scooted up again and thrust his shaft inside her again. She gasped and made a sound at the suddenness of it but her moans showed she didn't mind. This time he kept thrusting until he came again which was after she had a second calmer climax. This time, his groan turned into a primal man scream as his climax stayed strong and lasted longer then normal. When he was done, he pulled out and layered next to her. She caught her breath finally and stated playing with his shaft. It was soft and slick with their combined juices but she didn't seem to care. Faster than he thought possible after two climaxes he was hard again. This time he rolled her over and pulled up on her middle. It was obvious she knew what he wanted for she lifted herself up, getting on her hands and feet. He stared at her butt, enjoying the view of her cheeks, anus and slit. Even though a little pudgy it was smaller and more round than he was used to; nice. After examining it for a few seconds he started licking the globes. Soon she was moaning again. He spent quite a few seconds on each cheek, making them slick with his spittle. He then started on her crack, licking and kissing each side of the crack, going lower and lower until he was next to her anus. That brown button was obscene, but what a turn on. After licking above and below it accompanied by her moans, he attacked the tiny sphincter. He licked it, chewed it, and pushed his tongue inside. She let out a loud urrgg sound as his tongue went in. It was hard to push in very far so he used the thumb of both hands and pulled apart the sphincter. She gasped out another urrggg as he licked inside. What Happened On St. Pat's Day He pushed a finger into her slit quickly finding her G-spot. She went wild again as he massaged her spot and licker her brown hole. He pressed harder on her spot and she almost screamed out her pleasure. Finally she couldn't take it any more and shouted "Fuck me---fuck!" He wasn't ready though and continued what he was doing. Three seconds later she again said, "Fuck, stop that, FUUUCK ME!" He had wanted to tease her more but suddenly couldn't stand it. He straightened up on his knees, and quickly moved closer. It took him less then a second to position himself and to jam it in. This time she was ready for it and groaned out a mini scream. "Yes, do it...Go For It!" He did, fucking her hard and fast; as hard as he could while kneeling on a slick sheet that is. He remembered that this was his wife's favorite position and she was always the loudest when he did it this way. Soon he was lost in the pleasure he was giving as he thrust in and out. He barely understood her when she said, "Oh, god, so good, Ugh ohhhh yes, god it's been so long I forgot how good this felt." A lengthy pause, then, "Harder Tommy, Harder, God, I can't stand it but FUUUCK MEEE! "I love you oh god, Iloveyou!" He pushed in harder trying to twist his body in a way that would drive his shaft into her G-spot. He had heard it could be done but was never sure if he did it right. From her groans he thought he must be close at least. Finally she let out a loud groan-gasp-moan with her head down followed by her head going back and her screaming. She let her head back down and panted. Only for a few seconds though as she started moaning again as he continued thrusting in and out hard. His climax was just starting and it felt like it was still going to take some time, which he didn't mind. He kept up the pace, even increasing it as he got even closer. After some time, he grunted and moaned as his pleasure shot upward. Finally as she climaxed again, gentler, he shoved it in harder still, lifting his head back as he let out a "Grraaahaa". She mumbled, "come on baby, shoot for me." He let out another grhhhhaaa as his sperm shot out of his shaft. A third softer graahhha escaped his lips as he shot another glob. A third glob was followed by a moan as was the fourth glob. He seemed to be done with his ejecting but he still shoved it in three more times still feeling euphoria with each thrust. As it ended, he jabbed it in three more times and pulled out. They both collapsed in sweat and cum. She fell forward onto her belly and he landed on his side next to her. After a minute or so of panting they moved snuggling together. Her back side was against his front. One of his arms was around her hugging her with a hand on one boob. She sighed contentedly. After a moment though, she twisted around until she faced him. Face to face she said, "When did you figure out it was me?" "When you were picking up my shirt; the motion was too familiar. It clicked with all of the other things that were so familiar." "So I never seduced you after all?" "I wouldn't say that, I was losing ground when I saw it was you." "You're just saying that." "No, I'm not. I'm too tired to lie." She rolled back the way she had been with her butt against his soft shaft. She said "oops" she got up swiftly and turned off the light. When it was off she settled back down the way she had been. "I'm so glad you came home early," she said as she snuggled up next to him. "I am too," but he was glad she couldn't see his face because he wasn't sure of the expression on his face as he thought of the reason about why he was glad he came home early. They both soon fell asleep. In the morning he woke up with no one beside him. He had gotten up once to go use the bathroom and he thought she was in bed but now he wondered when she had left and why. A few seconds later she came out of the bathroom and lay down again. She grabbed his hand and placed it on one of her boobs. Soon he was thinking of the pervious night and how it would be good to have a repeat. Since she was already on her back, he slid on top of her. "I thought you were awake and I'm not surprised you want some more." "Well, it has been a long time...do you mind?" "No! It's been long for me too," as she spread her legs. He wasn't hard yet so he humped her hitting her clit with his thickening shaft. She smiled and groaned twice so he knew he was hitting her right. Soon enough he was hard and he slipped it inside her. She was wet so it went in easy; he started out slow. He took his time and seemed to go on and on before he finally sped up. She had two medium climaxes by the time he was close. After the second she said, "I want to taste you." He looked at her with a blank look so she said, "Pull out, I want you in my mouth." He said "That would feel good." He pulled out and she twisted around until she could get her mouth on his hard shaft. She sucked hard for a second before moving her mouth over the whole thing. She sucked and moved her tongue over his skin. She sucked until he came in her mouth. After he recovered from his orgasm he could see her still swallowing his cum. He didn't think he had cum that much. She didn't swallow often and he always enjoyed it and made him feel special when she did. She might have been putting on a show, to express how much she missed him. When he was done and lying next to her again she said, "Hmm that was a nice way to wake up." They dozed a bit before she got up, and after putting on a robe, left the bedroom. He got up a few minutes later and found her in the kitchen fixing breakfast. She smiled at him. "I've been daydreaming about fixing you breakfast your first day back...I love you." He frowned for a moment when she said daydreaming about him but then smiled back and said "I love you." "I've learned some new recipes and some new cooking techniques." He nodded, wondering where she had learned the new techniques and who had taught her. Next he mentally shook his head thinking that was an unfair thought...maybe. A few minutes later, after he set the table, she served them breakfast. It was good and he said so. He added that not that she had been a bad cook but this was good. They ate pretty much in silence and he wondered what she was thinking and feeling. He was home earlier than planned but she didn't seem to mind. After the dishes were cleared away ,she sat back down. He looked at her and said "why?" "Because I want to look better for you." He must have looked at her funny for she added, "Ok, it was for me and for you. I wanted to be healthier and I wanted to look prettier but I also wanted to surprise you. I thought it would be a nice surprise for you." "It was a surprise, it was almost a shock." "Maybe I should have said something but I wanted to wait. I wanted to look skinny and sexy. And I made other changes." He touched her face where the birth mark had been. "When I was about half way through losing what I wanted to loose. My parents surprised me by paying to have my birthmark removed. I didn't know they had been saving up the money for years. The doctor who removed it made a deal to do my eyes also. They have always looked puffy and now they look normal. " She smiled as she said the last. "And while I was at it I decided to have the laser surgery for my eyesight. I was tried of having to wear my glasses all the time. I was able to pay for a small part of the procedure and my parents helped me get a loan for the rest of it. I-um-we still owe three months on that loan." He nodded not being sure what to say. "I started working out very soon after you left." She must have seen something in his expression for she added, "But that wasn't the question you were asking was it?" He shook his head and said, "Yes and no. I wanted to know why you did all that changing without telling me but that was to be my second question." "What were you going to ask first?" "Why were you wearing that outfit last night?" She started to say something that sounded like "you were home." but he interrupted by sharply saying, "No lying!" She shook her head and he continued, "I didn't know when I was going to arrive home so there was no way you or anyone else could have known. And I didn't tell anyone I was coming back to America last night." He watched as a number of emotions chased each other across her face. They went by too fast he couldn't tell what she was feeling. "I...I was going a party. It was St. Patrick's day yesterday." "I know it was. What type of party were you going to?" She looked puzzled like she wasn't sure what he meant. "An ordinary party, oh, it wasn't a pot or drinking party if that was what you were thinking." "No, I wasn't thinking of those two things." "Then what?" Her eyes widened and she quickly added, "It wasn't a sex party either." "You were dressed for a sex party. God, those shorts. Every man would have been able to tell you weren't wearing any panties; and that top. I don't mind you showing off your stomach like that but not your bosom." She looked embarrassed. "Ok, I got cared away with my new looks. Guys were paying attention to me, construction workers and other men whistled at me." "I don't mean it the way this sounds but construction workers will whistle at anyone." She looked sad, "No, they won't. They've never whistled at me before. Now they do. And I had a sixty year old man give me one of those long wolf whistles the other day. You can't imagine what that feels like." A pause than, "I'm sorry. You're right I...I dressed too slutty last night but it feels good having guys stare at me with desire instead of pity or dismay." "I think I can understand that. As much as I can without experiencing it, but that wasn't the only reason you wore that outfit was it?" She looked startled then ashamed; finally she dropped her head and said, "no" He was surprise by how softly he said the next question instead of shouting it, "You wore it for someone else didn't you?" Still looking down she only nodded. "Who?" "Someone I wanted to seduce." "Who?" She looked up at him and flinched after seeing his expression. "Someone I knew since middle school. He was...was a friend in high school." She looked at him with a pleading look. "He was a jock. Second best football player on the team and he played baseball. All the cheerleaders wanted to date him. He was nice to me. When no body else wanted me on their study team he took me on his. He always treated me as a friend. He never even tried to kiss me but I daydreamed about him being my first guy. I never had the courage to try anything but I wanted him badly." "So, you had to settle for me?" "Nooo!" She reached over the table and touched his arm. "No! A thousand times no. I'm glad you were my first. I loved you...I still do. When we first met, I knew you were someone nice. You made me laugh and it was obvious you didn't care about my birthmark. Later, when you asked me out, I was overjoyed; I had had so few dates. When we started spending time together just talking, I was overjoyed and when you kissed me I almost fainted. I've only been kissed a couple of times. You were so romantic and I could tell you cared for me. I think I fell in love with you first. I wanted you from the first time we kissed and when I knew I was in love with you I wanted you even more, he was just a fantasy. Don't tell me you never had fantasies when you were in high school." "Of course I did. I saw the head cheerleader wearing just a bra one time, she was changing between classes and I had a good long look. It was frilly and short, and I had a thousand fantasies about taking it off." "See. Mine weren't that different. I wanted you...you were so wonderful even though I knew it was your first time too. I'm glad I was able to give you my virginity." He nodded and said, "So what happened now to make you want him?" "You were gone so long and I wasn't sure if I still wanted to be married. I was losing weight and looking good, as good as I can look, and I was horny and I decided to fulfill my long time fantasy." A pause than, "I knew it would probably be the end of our marriage if I was able to seduce him, but as I said, I wasn't sure if I wanted to stay married. We...we hadn't been able to talk for so long. The short phone calls weren't enough and I needed to hear your voice, to see your expression, so E-mail wasn't enough either. I didn't know if I would have been able to seduce him, even though he was one of the people who said I was looking good. He even said 'niiice' when he saw me two months ago. He's married after all and I knew he was being nice to me but I wanted to try. "I guess I wouldn't have been able to, I couldn't even seduce my own husband." "You almost did, as I said." She gave him a quick smile. After another longer pause, "And I know if I lost you that I would be able to find someone else." "How do you know that?" He asked in a voice that said he thought he knew already. "Because of my gym buddy. You haven't met him but we've been working out together for months. He wanted to lose weight too and we were able to join forces. We would encourage one another and be a spotter when the other lifted weights. He...he likes me." She looked up and saw the expression on his face. "No! We never had sex, not even oral sex, we've never even kissed or...or...or any other type of sex." "Do you want to? Do you love him?" "No, I don't love him. He doesn't love me, I think I could some day love him but it's not that type of relationship now." "You sure?" She looked at him in puzzlement. "I noticed there is one thing you didn't say you two didn't do but I think you started to but changed your mind. Have you held hands with him?" She looked down again. "Yes, we held hands twice. We went out to a movie once and on the way back to the car we ended up holding hands." "So you went out on dates with him?" "No! Ok, maybe it was a date but I didn't think of it as one. Really I just thought we were two friends going to see a movie together. But..." "But you held hands on the way to the car." "Yes, that was when I knew I could like him more than a friend and that he liked me. I decided that if you and I broke up I could see if he and I could get together. And if he didn't work out I knew I would be able to find someone else." After a lengthy pause he said, "I'm sorry I messed up your plans last night; that you had to settle for second best." Her head jerked up, "Noo! A thousand times no," with heat in her voice she said, "You are not second best, he was. You weren't around or so I thought, which meant I had to go with him. And you didn't mess up my plans. By the time you turned and saw me standing there I could have left. I had enough time to leave after I saw it was you in the house and you would never have known I was there. Or I could have gone when you told me you didn't want me. That hurt even though I knew you thought you were talking to a stranger." "Why didn't you go?" "After I got over my shock of seeing you, I started thinking of our courtship; I was so surprised when you asked me to marry you. I was happy we were close; talking, kissing, necking and sharing our emotions with each other but I never thought you would ever ask me to marry you... and I pictured our wedding in my mind. I realized I still loved you and I knew you were trying to change to be a better husband. I was failing to do those things. I started wanting to change and do whatever I could to be a better wife but I got distracted by losing weight and building my strength up." "And thinking about your gym buddy." "There was some of that but not as much as you seem to think. That came later...I'm sorry I disappointed you." "I..." "Don't deny it. I can see it in your expression. I'm sorry I didn't do better, that I forgot my promises to you." He sat there not knowing what to say or what he was feeling. After couple of moments she got up. "I'll go get my stuff." He could see she was on the verge of tears but he continued to sit there wondering what he should do and what he wanted to. His homecoming wasn't as bad as he had feared it would be but it wasn't anywhere as good as he hoped it would be. A few short minutes later she came out of the back dressed, carrying a small gym bag. "I had planned to drive back to my parents this morning anyway so I don't have any suitcases, just this with a couple of outfits." He nodded and she walked to the door. "You need any money?" "No, I have enough to get back my parents' place." She walked out the door and he followed. As she was getting into the car she said, "I'm glad you got home last night even with the way it turned out. You kept me from trying to do something really stupid. And I enjoyed the sex." She drove off and he went back inside. He went to a mirror and said, "Stupid; asking her if she needed any money. There were so many other things you could have said." "Now what?" "I don't know," he told his image. ------------------ Late afternoon she arrived at her parents. They could tell something was wrong but she wouldn't say when they asked and they didn't push it. Later after seeing her mope around her dad said, "We need to go out to dinner tonight." "I don't feel like it Dad." "But you're going anyway; we all need some cheering up." "But I'll make a bad companion." "That is why we are going, to make you feel better. A good meal and good company can do wonders." She changed to something nicer but her dad made a phone call telling her he would be right back and they would go out. When he got back they all drove to a certain restaurant. As they neared the place, she looked around in surprised and shook her head. "Are we eating here," she asked with dismay? "This is a good place for dinner tonight." Thinking that was a strange way to answer she shook her head again. She didn't want to go in there. She followed them in with her head down but somehow she ended up first after they talked to the hostess who would seat them. She was surprised that they didn't have to wait. As they neared the table she looked up and saw that someone was seating at it already and that it had only two chairs. She stopped in surprise. It was Tommy sitting at the table. He looked at her with an unsure smile on his face. She spun around to face her parents with a confused look on her face. Her mom said, "Your dad has a present for you but it's for after dinner." She looked at her dad still confused. With a smile handed her an envelope with something in it. "As I said, a good dinner and good company would cheer you up. As your mother said this is for after dinner so do not open it until you paid the bill." Her mother said, "We can't stay because the reservation was only for two people; your dad blew it again." She said the last with a humorous smile. Her dad said, "Yeah, sometimes I just can't count right." At that, they turned, but after a step he turned back and said, "We're going home so if you need anything call, have a good night though." Her mother added, "Yes, do have a good night." She turned back and looked at Tommy. He was standing now and holding the other chair out for her, just like he had done on their first date in this restaurant. She took the offered seat and he pushed it in for her. After they were settled he said, "I made a terrible mistake this morning. I should have stopped you from leaving. I hope you can forgive me." "I was hurt and angry at you but I thought about it on the way back to my parents. If it was me coming home and finding out that you wanted to seduce a woman and was more than friends with still yet another woman I would have done some screaming. My infamous side would come out big time." What Happened On St. Pat's Day He nodded, "Yeah, I know that side. First time I saw that side of you I taught it was amazing; as shy and as low as your self esteem was and yet you were loud and domineering." "I'm sorry. I hate it when I get that way. You usually don't deserve it." "Usually?" "Well, maybe a couple of times when you have done something really stupid." He nodded, agreeing with her that he had done a couple of really stupid things. The waitress came by, interrupting them, and they ordered their dinner. After she was gone Mary said, "I was shocked when I saw you here." "Yeah, since this was where our first date was, I thought you might understand what I was trying to say. Almost as soon as you left, I realized I should have called you back. I couldn't call you because you don't have a cell phone. And I didn't have a car to rush after you in, so there was no way to get in touch with you until you arrived at your parents. I didn't know for sure when that would be since you would make at least one stop on the way. "I wasn't sure if I should spend half of the money I had on renting a car. I-we-would need it even if I still had one more paycheck coming from the work overseas. But then I decided you were worth it. I managed to find a Budget rent-a-car agency and so here I am. As it turned out, it didn't take even one fourth of the money I had." He reached over the table and took her hand, "I love you, you're special, and you're somebody that fulfills my life. I'm still angry and hurt but I want to get past this with you still in my life." She smiled with tears in her eyes. "I always liked the way you talked to me. I realized last night at the house that I feel the same way." He made a quick motion of wiping his eyes with one hand and Mary quickly wiped hers before the waitress arrived with their meals. As they ate she explained about why she decided to go to the gym. "As I said before I wanted to lose weight for my health, so I could look better and for you. I started the week after you left." She shook her head and continued, "It was hard at the beginning. I could only walk half a mile and slowly worked up to running that half mile. Or I should say trying to run. After I was able to do that, I joined a gym here and started working out with a personal trainer. He was expensive but I thought I needed the help. After the first couple of workouts, I hurt. He wanted me to push myself doing things I never thought I could do. It was so hard going beyond what I thought I could do, it hurt. I almost stopped three times. But then I started losing weight and my stamina was increasing. I started running for over forty-five minutes. I mean really running, not just a kinda jog like I did in the beginning. On top of that, I am watching what I eat also and that helped. "The next thing I knew I was doing the Stairmaster for half an hour and lifting twenty pounds ten reps with one arm. I felt good physically and emotionally. Now I can do twenty minutes each on the Stairmaster, the life cycle and the treadmill. When I'm done, I feel like I feel like I could do it over again instead of being exhausted. And I can lift forty pounds with each arm easy...I like it. I want to continue working out." He nodded thinking there was nothing wrong with that. "Maybe I should start going also. I wouldn't want you to become stronger than I am," he said with a smile. She laughed, and said, "I don't think you have anything to worry about but it would be good if you worked out too. You need to exercise your heart too." He nodded. There was a question he needed to ask though. "You mentioned a personal trainer." She anticipated his question and said, "No, he wasn't my gym buddy. I stopped working with the trainer after he explained what I needed to do. He was expensive and I thought I could keeping going without him. I met Jimmy at a class for people like me. The class was to teach us how to eat and how to exercise. He was bigger than I was and he needed someone to help him meet his goals. I thought he would be good for me too. We became friends quickly. And I'm sorry we became more than friends...but our relationship isn't far enough to become lovers." "What are you going to do about him now?" "I'm going to call him and tell him he needs to find another buddy. He knows some of our problems so when I tell him you came home earlier then expected so we can talk face to face I think he will understand. Besides, he has a couple of other female friends he likes." They finished their meals and he said, "I think we need some help with our marriage." "You mean a counselor?" "Yes, I'm not sure how much one costs, but there are supposed to be one or two in town that charge very little." "If they are paid for by the government, they may not be very good." "We can check them out and see. If we have to pay more, well, I will be going back to work very soon. We can sacrifice some things...not including the gym." She smiled at that comment. When they were done and while waiting for the waitress to clear the dishes she said, "You can always have me for desert." "Oh, I was planning to, but it wouldn't hurt to have a second desert. They're supposed to have some low fat deserts here." "It's ok to splurge now and then. We were told just to make sure its not too often and not to eat a whole pie or gallon of ice cream." As they ate dessert, he shared some of what he did in Europe. After they were done and he paid for the meal she asked, "What now, it's a long drive back home...or I wonder." She took the envelope her dad gave her out of her purse. In it were two card keys for a hotel and a note. "So that is where my dad went this afternoon. The note says the room has been already paid for two nights. I know where this hotel is, its medium range and looks nice. It may have a spa tub for two but I'm not sure about that." "Well, let's go find out. I'm hungry for desert again." She looked at him, smiled and said, "So am I." On the way out he said, "But I'm going to have to get used to the new you. My mind keeps telling me I'm cheating on my wife because I'm out with another woman." "Oh, you are but I think your wife will excuse you if you show her a good time." They drove to the hotel and went straight to the room. After getting stettled he helped her undress. Once he looked her over he licked every square inch of her body, just like he did on their wedding night. He explained that he was getting used to her new body. Just like on their wedding night she experenced an orgasm even before he got to the area between her legs. When he finally licked her slit she it didn't take her long to have a second orgasm. She returned the favor by giving him a long blow job and again swallowing his cum. They stayed awake way past midnight not only making love and enjoying each other's bodies but talking. Once back home they were able to find a counselor they liked, a husband and wife team that ran a marriage institute. Among other things they taught Tommy and Mary how to fight, how to be romantic even on a budget, and how to cheat proof their marriage. It was hard work for both of them, they failed at some of the advice, but they both knew it was worth it so they kept working at it. And just like her workouts; it became easier over time. End