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When the moment came, it was as if it was out of the blue.
“We need to talk,” Emma said to Gary with a look of deadly seriousness on her face, it was said in an equally serious tone that cut through the air.
Emma had decided to pick Saturday morning to break the news to Gary so he would have time to think about things before he had to go back to work on Monday. They were standing in their small open planned kitchen and living area of their small city apartment which they were renting together. Emma was dressed casually in blue jeans and a pink top with her long blonde hair tied back, while Gary was still dressed in his jogging tracksuit with sweat dripping down his short black hair from his run.
“Okay,” Gary said, as he sat down at the small table in front of the kitchen counter. Emma sat down in front of him.
“There is no easy way to say this Gary, so I will just come out and say it. I am going to start seeing someone else.”
There was a long silence as Gary’s mind struggled to process what she had just said.
“What are you telling me, Emma?”
“I’m really sorry Gary, but I am telling you that I am going to start seeing another man.”
There was another long silence. Tears began to build in Gary’s eyes.
“So you are breaking up with me?”
“No Gary, you are my husband, until death do us part.”
“Then I don’t understand what you’re telling me Emma,” Gary said, now with some anger in his voice, “you aren’t breaking up with me, but yet you are going to see another man?”
“I’m telling you, that I still love you Gary, and I want to stay married to you, but you know things haven’t been right in the bedroom, and I’m sorry Gary,” Emma said, now with tears in her eyes too, “but it is either see someone else, or go crazy.”
“But I can change,” Gary said with pleading eyes.
“No you can’t Gary, you have had over two years to change, and if you haven’t changed yet, you simply are not going to.”
Tears streamed down Gary’s eyes. Emma grabbed his hand and held it, and then, looking into his eyes, she said, “It’s okay Gary, I still love you, and I‘m not going anywhere. We can get through this.”
In between sobs, Gary said, “But I don’t understand how we can still be together if you are seeing another man?”
“I know it’s a lot to take in Gary but, I’ve asked around, and from what I was told, as long as you are okay with it, it is possible.”
“You have been talking about our problems in bed?”
“Gary, what did you expect me to do, you refused, again and again, to talk about our problems. Why, once when I asked for sex, you even made the excuse that you needed to take the garbage out!”
Gary sobbed louder now.
“Oh Gary, come on, I don’t mean to hurt your feelings. Here, take this and dry your eyes.”
He took the tissue she handed him and dabbed it around his eyes to catch his tears.
“So who gave you advice that it was okay to commit adultery,” Gary asked.
“It is only adultery if I do it behind your back, I haven’t cheated on you Gary. I’ve been totally honest.”
“So if I know about it that makes it okay?”
“I’m sorry Gary.”
“You’re sorry what.”
“I’m sorry it has to be like this.”
“I’m pretty sure it is a sin,” Gary said.
“I’m doing the best I can in the circumstances given, I just can’t live like this anymore, either we change or it’s over Gary. I’m sorry.”
“But we can change, without doing this!”
“That option is gone Gary, so it is best that you stop thinking about it. This is the new reality.”
“This is crazy, who told you that THIS was a solution to our marriage problems.”
“I’ve been doing a lot of research on the internet about alternative lifestyles, but it was Charlotte who originally suggested it.”
“So Charlotte knows all about our sex life?”
“Gary, we don’t have a sex life, but yes, she is my closest friend, and it was her I confided in, and she said in some cases this setup can work”.
“So are we in an open marriage now? Am I going to be free to see other women too?”
“Gary how are you going to see other women, you can’t even satisfy the one you have. But you know that is okay, I still love you, I’ll stay with you. We just have to change things a little bit.”
“So you are going to fuck other men?”
“Oh Gary, I hate that you put it so crassly. Yes, but only one other man.”
“Who is he, do I know him?”
“Maybe I should tell you that information later Gary when you have time to think things through.”
“So you have someone picked out?” Gary said as a new surge of tears welled in his eyes.
“Yes.”
“Have you already slept with him?”
“I told you already that I haven’t.”
“But you have both talked about it?”
“We have.”
“Does he know you are married?”
“He does.”
“And he is okay with sleeping with another man’s wife?”
“I’m not your property”.
“But he is okay with sleeping with you?”
“Yes.”
“I think you should just tell me who he is Emma and get it over and done with.”
Emma took a deep breath as she considered.
“Well, okay Gary. But I don’t want you approaching him or anything like that. You should leave things to me, is that understood Gary?”
“You’re worried I will hurt him?”
“No Gary, I’m worried you will do something stupid and he will have to hurt you. He is much bigger and stronger than you and I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Who is he?”
“His name is Scott”.
“Scott what?”
“Scott Keller”.
“Our mechanic Emma!”
“Yes Gary.”
“Are you telling me you are going to be fucking our mechanic now!”
“I knew you would be mad Gary!”
“Mad! He was a guest at our wedding, Emma!” Gary’s arms were now uncrossed as he pleaded his case.
“How long have you been seeing him?”
“We haven’t been “seeing” each other; we’ve just met for coffee.”
“Have you kissed him?”
“Gary.”
“I asked have you kissed him.”
“I’m sorry, it just happened.”
“How did you even end up meeting Scott Keller again Emma, did you just walk into his garage and say you know: ‘Hey Scott, you know things are not going to well with me and Gary and I was wondering if I could have a service?’”
“Of course it wasn’t like that Gary, I met him at my dance classes.”
“Scott the mechanic goes to dancing classes?”
“Yes, he’s quite a good dancer actually.”
“So you are going to run off with Scott the dancing mechanic, is that what you are telling me?”
“Gary, I told you I wasn’t running off with anybody.”
“No, you’re just going to screw one of our wedding guests.”
“Gary I picked him with you in mind, because I knew he would be understanding of us and be discreet.”
“Oh well thank you for thinking of my feelings Emma, how nice of you,” Gary said in a mocking tone.
“So you went up to him and said hey Scott, I’m married but I’d like you to fuck me, could you be discreet about it?”
“No that’s not how it happened”.
“Then tell me how it happened?”
“When I discussed your problems with Charlotte, she suggested Scott as the perfect solution. She said he was polite, unclingy and she said he doesn’t brag about conquests or anything like that.”
“It sounds like she was speaking from experience?”
“Scott and her were once an item.”
“Before she was married?”
“No Gary, but John knew about them, Charlotte had this very set-up with him and he was fine with it.” John was Charlotte’s husband.
“I find that difficult to believe,” said Gary.
“In fact, one of the things Charlotte suggested, was that you and John meet for a drink so he could ease your worries?”
“You want me to meet John to talk about this? I’m sorry this is all a bit too much for me, I have to be alone for a while.”
Gary got up to leave but Emma stood up and put her hand on his shoulder.
“No, I’ll leave, I’ll stay in my parents for the weekend to give you space to think. Please don’t do anything stupid, and remember, no matter what you think, I am still in love with you.”
Emma went to her Salsa class from her parents’ house that night. She made sure her make-up was done well because she was going to be dancing with Scott, and she was meeting him for a coffee afterwards. She was excited about meeting Scott, even turned on, as she knew eventually she would be sleeping with him.
Gary worried her, he hadn’t texted her since their talk this morning, but as much as she was worried, she was sure he would come to his senses eventually and see that what she had suggested was the only way, especially if he talked to John.
Emma decided to wear her silver sparkly salsa heels with some light blue nail polish for her toes. Instead of her usual leggings and top that she practiced in mostly, she decided to wear a sparkly slinky dress that fell half way to her knees. After all she thought, she was celebrating tonight and she wanted to look sexy.
Charlotte, Emma’s closest friend, stretched her leg on the railing along the mirrored wall of the dance studio she taught her weekly class in. It had wooden floors, and the lights were low at the moment. Charlotte liked them set low so as to create a mood, she preferred that people enjoyed themselves while they were learning Salsa.
Music and atmosphere were important to help her dancers get into the mood to move to the rhythms. Charlotte, a glamourous brunette in her late thirties, looked every inch the sexy dance instructor. She was athletic, had firm but juicy breasts which jiggled ever so slightly when she danced in her red slinky salsa heels. Now, her cleavage peaked out of her low cut top as she leaned forward on her outstretched leg. She wore shiny black leggings to accentuate her legs. Few people had arrived for the class yet as Charlotte stretched.
As soon as Charlotte saw Emma walk into the practice studio, she knew by the way Emma was dressed, that she had told Gary.
“You go girl!” She said, high fiving Emma as she walked up to her.
Next, she took her leg off the railing and went up to Emma and hugged her.
“I’m so proud of you Emma,” Charlotte said, “How did he take it?”
“As well as can be expected, I guess, but I’m staying in my parents for the weekend to give him some space”.
“Oh don’t worry Emma, it was the same with John when I first told him I was going to start seeing other men, but he came around in the end. It just takes time.”
“I guess so.”
“And look at you,” Charlotte said, as she surveyed Emma, “you look steaming hot!”
Emma did indeed look hot in her sparkly dress with her blond hair tied up.
“I love your silver earrings, they really go well with your dress. Scott is definitely going to want what’s under that dress.”
Scott Keller was an enigma. He was a strong confident man who worked as a mechanic, but he did what some men considered to be a feminine activity. But, the fact that Scott Keller knew how to dance, the fact that he was comfortable moving his body to infectious rhythms, the fact that he knew how to enjoy himself in the most primal way possible barring sex, meant, that he got a lot of it.
There is a saying that dancing is the vertical expression of a horizontal desire, and Scott Keller was great, both vertically and horizontally. Scott, with Latino blood on his Mother side, had absorbed some of the culture which made Salsa natural for him. He was an excellent dancer.
Scott loved to dance no matter who it was with, but, for Scott, there was nothing better than dancing with a hot sexy woman, especially when dancing led to other things. Scott, relatively tall with dark hair, was slim and gorgeous. Emma’s eyes lit up when Scott entered the dance studio.
“You look delicious Emma,” Scott said. He was dressed in black jeans, a black t-shirt with a black open waistcoat.
Emma ran up to him and hugged him.
“Something has changed in you tonight, and it’s not just the sexy clothes,” said Scott.
“Oh Scott, I’ve done it.”
“You’ve told him?”
“Yes,” Emma said, still in his arms.
“And what did he say?”
“Well it’s as you would imagine, he’s pretty upset, but I think he will come round. But I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I’m glad it’s all out in the open now, and either way, things will get fixed.”
Charlotte appeared and give both of them a hug.
“I’m so happy that you’re both going to be an item. Let’s dance to celebrate.”
Charlotte walked back with her heels clicking against the floor and addressed the class. She said that they had spent a long time practicing, but now it was time to have some fun. She pressed play on the audio system and let the Latin rhythms ooze out of the speakers.
Tonight, dancing for Scott and Emma was what dancing was sometimes just meant to be, a mating ritual, a prelude to something more. Emma smiled as she danced, because she was celebrating. She felt like a new woman, reborn. Scott too, smiled as he danced, because he knew that very soon they would take their dance on to a higher plane.
The infectious tempos caused her body to spin and turn in ways that felt so good. She spun for him and she spun for herself. She heard Charlotte howl her approval at her from behind. The atmosphere was electric as other dancers howled and whistled too.
Each of her steps were so light it looked as if her dainty feet barely touched the floor. Every time she spun, her dress flew up and gave everyone a cheeky glimpse of her panties. Some of the time she danced like this, and other times she danced closer to Scott, grinding her pussy into his knee. Her panties were soaked.
Later that night they sat at the window of a small late night café and talked.
“What do we do next Emma,” asked Scott.
“We just have to wait”.
“Are you sure you won’t come home with me now?”
“No Scott, we really shouldn’t. Gary has to be okay with the arrangement too, and that hasn’t happened yet.”
“When do you think he’ll come round?”
“I don’t know Scott, we’ll just have to be patient.”
Scott walked her to the door. There, they kissed, long and deep. She knew she shouldn’t, but she needed some contact with him before she left. His mouth was wet, deep and soft. Her tongue got lost in the lush depth of his mouth as her legs went weak.
Catching her, Scott saved her from her near faint. Then, they parted.
“Until next time Emma.”
“Oh, bye Scott. I can’t wait!”
“I know, but it will be worth it”.
Emma caught the bus back to her parents’ house. When she got back to her room, she slid out of her dress, kicked off her heels and jumped into bed. She immediately slid her fingers past her sodden panties, and inside the folds of her gushing wet lips directly to her clit.
She rubbed her clit in a frenzy of ecstasy, until, all of a sudden, surge after surge of orgasmic joy flowed through her like a dam bursting. If it was like this now, she could only imagine what it would be like with Scott.
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