The Affair.

06

The past two weeks have been absolutely amazing.

I couldn't get enough of Justin, and he seemingly couldn't get enough of me. We would see each other during the weekdays for lunch, but he couldn't stay in the city for any length of time because he was caring for the boys while  Samantha was away. But when the weekends arrived, he was all mine.

We fucked in every room in my house, in a lot of positions. I was sore all over, but I loved the feeling. We were sometimes quick and sometimes sensual. It all depended on what we felt at the moment.

He always made me feel like we shouldn't be ashamed of what we were doing. I loved staring at his face when he would hit his climax. It was so intense and incredibly sexy..

But it wasn't just about sex. Justin would still help me unpack sometimes and during those times, I learned more about him.

We would lay in bed on Sunday nights, cuddling and stroking our bodies, soaking up each others touch. We knew that when the next morning came, he would have to go home to be there for his kids.

"What's your favorite color?" Justin asked me.

"Blue. You?"

"Purple."

"How bold of you." I joked

"I like to live life on the wild side." He chuckled while leaving a trail of butterfly kisses down my neck.

"Obviously." I giggled.

We were naked and sweaty, too happy to care about the outside world.

"What's your favorite movie?" I asked.

"I don't know. I haven't watched an adult movie in about ten years." Justin laughed. "My life is a revolving door of Disney and Pixar films. I'm partial to Aladdin."

"I might need to brush up on my cartoons if I'm going to be hanging out with you."

All too soon, he had to leave. Jason called and said that he was almost home, so Justin had to get back before them. I hated to see him leave, but I knew that he would be back. He always came back.

I called my mother and talked to her for about an hour. She wanted to know how I was doing with the move and finding friends. She said I was always so secluded and private. She wanted me to be more social. I didn't dare mention Justin. Hopefully, she would never have to know about him

As soon as I hanged up the phone with Karen, it rang. I stared at the number and saw Stephanie Butler's name flash across the screen.

"That's strange" I picked up, "Hello?"

"Hi, Abby. I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Stephanie. We met at the museum."

"Of course. Ryan's wife. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. I was actually calling to invite you to the Red Sox game. Ryan loves baseball and we have an extra ticket. We thought you might like to come."

"Oh, that's... very thoughtful of you, but I wouldn't want to intrude."

"Are you sure? You can't live in Boston and not have gone to a Red Sox game. It's kind of a necessity."

I thought about the conversation I had with Karen not even five minutes ago. I could hear her voice pushing me to accept the invitation.

"You know what, sure. I would love to go,"

"Really? That's great. I'll make sure to have your ticket ready. Meet us at Fenway tomorrow."

I made sure to thank her again, and we talked for a few minutes. She was very warm and welcoming. She reminded me of the time and place of the game before we hanged up.