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Who Has An “Almost Caught” Story?
Affairs can go wrong in a blink of an eye.
“Oh, shit, someone’s here,” we said in a half-whisper-half-shriek.
Affairing can go wrong in the blink of an eye.
One moment, your home life is puttering along, three kids in school, getting through the banality of month-after-month of a dead bedroom, while carrying on numerous affairs just so you can feel something…ANYTHING…and the next minute, your garage door is going up while you, twenty feet away in a basement sanctuary, are naked, getting pounded from behind by a 45-year-old colleague who also has a dead bedroom but whose wife you’ve known socially for several years.
How’s that for risk vs. reward?
“Fuck, but I’m cumming,” he grunts as I pull off him, dart for my robe, and listen to just make sure I wasn’t merely succumbing to paranoia.
A shadow moves past the glass block windows that separate my basement bedroom from the garage.
Absolutely not paranoid.
“Get in that fucking closet NOW,” I whisper in my most intense and petrified voice. “Don’t move a fucking muscle, don’t talk, don’t breathe, don’t shift. Got it?”
