Love

The heady aroma of sex still hung in the air.

A mixture of sweat and fluid that clung to the walls and fabrics of the bed long after he was gone.

“Having some fun?”

He asked teasingly, leaning over to place a kiss on my lips.

My husband, my life.

He let his hand wander up my thigh until he found the wetness and swooned. “Already ready for me I see.”

He can’t know.

He took off his work suit, dropped the tie to the floor and came back to me, laying on top of me with only his briefs between us.

We kissed the way we always kissed: lightly, lovely, lovingly.

He tried to run his fingers through my hair only to find it wild and untamed from the sex that had occured before him.

He looked at me, slightly bewildered. I saw it, the flick of doubt that ran through his eyes.

The wonder, the possibility.

He can’t know.

“I’ve been waiting for you to come home for a while now.”

I stare at him with my dark eyes, playfully, sexually, sensually.

It’s enough to bring him back to me, to my wetness, my naked body under his.

He can’t know.

We make love as we always do: lightly, lovely, lovingly.

It’s wonderful and it makes me cry.

A single strand of tears rolls down the side of my face, disappearing into the soft pillowcase below.

He is too busy living our life to notice.

He can’t know.

He finishes adding the smell of his seed to the heavy scent in the air.

Sex.

He falls into my arms and I into his. We are love, we are in love.

I love you.

Curled and wrapped in one another, I turn and place my head on the pillow.

My cheek falls onto the small, cold, wet patch barely visible on the canvas of the dark fabric.

It’s uncomfortable and I know a small shift can make it all go away,

but I don’t move.

I deserve the discomfort. 
I let the tears absorb back into my face, soaking up all evidence of my dissatisfaction.

He can’t know.

Published by J.E.Brennan

May this blog fill the minds and souls of any who so choose. May my enlightenment brighten and illuminate the souls of all, myself as a start. May strength, power, and knowledge guide my journey to a new world.

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