Interlude (2 page)

“Uh...hello?” She said. Her voice was melodic
and sweet.

“Uh..hey..um...hi..I mean, what's up?” Cal
fell over himself trying to find words. She smiled and chuckled to
herself as Cal struggled to regain his composure.

“It’s okay, I'm nervous too!” She said. She
placed her hands over her heart, miming her own apprehension.

“You look stunning! I thought your profile
pic was something you stole from the Internet!” Cal said, adding,
“That doesn't make me sound shallow does it?”

“It's okay! You know, you're pretty hot
yourself!” She said, cocking an eyebrow in mock assessment of his
looks. Cal noticed she was wearing a tan coat, her posture seeming
as if she was cold.

“Is it cold in your office?” Cal asked.

“Sort of, I'm actually wearing a coat for
another reason though.” She said.

With that, Cal watched her stand up and
slowly un-button the long, brown coat. He watched intently as her
fingers undid the last button and started untying the belt wrapped
around her waist. As it fell open, Cal caught a glance of what she
had been hiding. Under her coat she was wearing nothing but a red,
lace bra and matching underwear. He watched as she did a slight
shimmy to get her shoulders out of the coat, her beautiful ass
aglow in the monitor's light. She sat down again, pushing the coat
underneath her on the chair.

“You like?” She asked, lying against the
chair back so he could see her in full frame.

“Wow.” Cal uttered in a whispered breath.
“Yes, yes I like it a lot!” He said.

“I’m glad! I was so nervous.” She visibly
relaxed her shoulders, the tension of acceptance releasing from her
body. Cal noticed he was still staring at her full breasts, at the
way the bra held them in. The glowing light from her desk lamp
revealed her curves and dips to him in high relief.

“You were nervous? I can't believe a girl as
hot as you would worry about that!” Cal said.

“It's a girl thing. We all do this. Besides,
you’re no hunch back yourself! I can see your biceps through your
shirt.” She said. Cal jokingly kissed his upper arms in mock
gratitude.

“Thanks, I hadn't noticed.” He said, smiling
with joking indifference. She laughed and held her hand over her
mouth.

“I, um, I have a confession to make.” She
said, her tone turning somewhat serious.

“Uh oh, good news or bad?” Cal asked. He
didn't' want this to end so soon!

“Kind of both,” She said. “You see, I
actually don't have a husband.” Her voice trailed off into a meek,
apologetic whisper.

Cal didn't know what to make of this. Up
until then, he had been equal in his infidelity with this girl.
Now, it seemed that she had much less to lose than him. He felt
betrayed, but he couldn't really define why. If she wasn't married,
than why had she joined some cheater's dating site? She could have
most men just by asking. Why mess around with having an affair?

“I don't know what to think. I feel like you
should be out finding unattached guys given how beautiful you are.”
Cal said.

She struggled to explain her thoughts,” It's
just that, it's easier to date guys who have so much to lose if
things go wrong. Do you know what I mean?” She fidgeted anxiously
while waiting for Cal's response.

“I guess. So, did these other guys know your
little secret?” Cal asked, still struggling with his confused
feelings. He added, “Wait, how many guys have you dated on here?”
He was worried that he had feelings for some girl who was hooking
up with random guys.

“Just a few. And you're the first one I've
told my little secret to.” She said quickly. “I really like you!
You seem funny, and nice, and you're also pretty easy on the eyes!”
She said, flashing him a wry grin.

Cal's worry fell away as he watched her
confess so candidly. She was still the same person he had exchanged
all those IMs with. She was funny, smart, and her beauty was
something that transcended time and space. Trying to change gears,
he made a quick joke about her deceptive ways.

“I see, so you're just some girl who gets her
kicks out of stealing guys from their boring housewives.” Cal said
with a smile.

“I find that they have the most tender meat.
I forgot to mention that I'm also part of an online cannibalism
cult!” she said, jokingly chewing on her finger with her teeth and
making growling sounds.

“Sorry, you lost me when you said the word
meat.” Cal joked. He couldn't help but notice his growing manhood.
This woman had a way of exciting him that he could not ignore.
Every animated gesture and giggle seemed to put Cal under a spell.
The rest of the world could end right now and he wouldn't know. He
was lost in a state of entrancement. Gazing upon this woman as they
chatted and talked back and forth like long-time lovers.

“We should meet.” Cal finally blurted
out.

“I agree. When and where?” She said quickly.
Her eyes betrayed a lust, a need that neither of them could have
hidden any longer.

“Alice is going out of town next week. I have
a place picked out that shouldn't be too busy. It's in Avila Beach,
so it's about the middle for both of us.” Cal said. He was still
not sure how he was going to pay for the trip, but he would find a
way. He had to find a way!

“Ooh, Avila Beach sounds nice!” She said,
adding, “I hope it's the place with the hot springs.” She held her
arms around herself, shivering to portray the frigid condition of
her office. Cal could hear the chair squeak quietly underneath her
as she squirmed on the cold seat.

“I wish I was there to warm you up.” Cal said
in a low, quiet voice.

“Oh babe, I wish you could do that too.” She
said. With that, she reached behind her back and began unfastening
the lacy bra, her breasts shifting and jiggling as Cal watched in
silent awe. She seemed to be on the last hook, as the cups holding
her beautiful bosom slipped down to reveal-

Just then, the door to his office clicked as
someone turned the knob. Cal almost fell over himself trying to
turn off the monitor, anguishing over cutting this wonderful show
short. As the door opened, Cal tried his best to not look like the
cat that just ate the canary! A gray, plastic cart clumsily bumped
its way into the room. Their night cleaning lady had come by to do
her routine. Cal sighed in relief as he got an IM:

blinkyghost25: Hey what gives? You get me all ready
to go and then you bail?!

calidude27: Sorry: ( The cleaning lady switched her
days, so I had to cut it off. I SO didn't want to though! You were
really getting me going : )

blinkyghost25: That's okay! It just leaves more of me
to see when we finally meet ; ) Let me know when everything is
arranged and I'll meet you there. I have some work stuff to attend
to in a couple days, but after that I'm clear.

calidude27: Insurance business stuff?

clinkyghost25: Yeah, the boring business stuff. Catch
you later hun! : )

calidude27: You too babe!

The following week was a blur for Cal.
Everything that normally bothered him had no effect. He had morphed
into a man intent on seeing his online girl in real life! How was
he going to dress? What would he say? How could he avoid making a
complete ass out of himself?! All of the apprehension and the
subversiveness was so exciting! He knew what he was doing was
wrong, but he didn't care. All of the things that he dealt with,
all the crap he put up with from his family just served to justify
his actions even more. He called up his customer whom he had been
doing freelance work for. Cal twisted the guy's arm until he agreed
to pay him in advance for the programming Cal had done. With the
reservations made, it was just a matter of waiting for the big
weekend! Alice was her normal, terrible self. Cal had weaseled out
of going back to Utah with her to visit her college buddy Kelly.
Cal never really got along with her anyway, especially after her
little act of sabotage with the engagement ring.

As Alice chastised him one last time, Cal
hurriedly unloaded her bags. “How could a weekend trip require so
much stuff?” Cal thought to himself as he dropped the last piece of
luggage on the pavement. He hated airports with a passion.

“Have a good weekend.” Cal said, as he moved
to give Alice a quick peck on the cheek. She held up her hand
reflexively to block his advance as she whipped out her phone.

“I have a text, hold on.” Alice looked at the
screen, and then squealed with delight. “It's Kelly!” She said. She
fervently began texting her friend back as Cal stood there with her
hand on his face. Rolling his eyes, he shut the trunk of his Honda
Accord and shuffled over to the driver's side. Alice, noticing his
departure, held up her hand and yelled over the din of traffic in
the drop off area. Cal awaited her farewell, perhaps a blown kiss
for him to catch, or a quick embrace before departing...

“Daddy wants you to fix his computer this
weekend!” She shouted over to him.

Cal gave her a tight smile. Gritting his
teeth, he nodded and flopped into the driver's seat. A taxi behind
him bleeped impatiently as Cal slowly pulled away from the curb.
“There's no reason to feel guilty” He thought to himself as he made
his way out of the airport, and up highway 101.

The hotel was wonderful. Set into a dense
thicket of trees, it almost had a jungle-type of feel to it as the
attendant showed him to the room. The rooms were bungalows that
were placed along a winding, tree covered swath of land that rose
to overlook a wide valley. As the afternoon sun dropped lower, the
air began to cool as he made his way to the room. He dropped his
keys in a bowl sitting atop a table in the entry way, the loud
clatter a cacophony in the quiet bungalow. He listened to his own
breathing for a minute before unpacking his bag. He had opted to
just stuff everything into his normal gym bag to forgo suspicion
from Alice. He looked out the West facing window, just now noticing
the ocean view peeking in from the distance. The cool air had given
way to a breeze that gently lifted the curtains from time to time.
He decided to run a bath for them while he waited for her. He
glanced at his phone out of habit, checking to see if she had left
him a message. His heart had begun a thump thump pattern, as his
nerves were washed with adrenaline. He was more scared than he felt
comfortable admitting to himself, but like someone committing
suicide by walking into the ocean, he felt a weird calm coming over
him.

This was something he needed so much. This
release that he had worked so hard for. All of the preparation, the
sneaking around, it was all worth it. This girl, who called herself
blinkyghost25, was his match. He felt things for her that he forgot
he could feel. Here was this beautiful, funny, smart, girl falling
over herself to spend time with him! How could he not go for this?
How could he not do everything in his power to make this
happen?

“It was such a pain trying to arrange this
meet up, but I finally did it! My wife is visiting friends, and we
were finally able to get this going!” Cal thought to himself.
Sitting on the bed, he felt the telltale vibration of a text. His
heart jumped. It's her! There's no turning back now! He got the
bath going. The Jasmine-scented oil was so enticing. Cal got
the bath water as hot as it would go. He wanted to see the clench
and relaxation her body felt when her ass touched the hot water.
Lost in thought, Cal was startled by a knock at the door. Wiping
his hands on his slacks, he got up to answer it.

"Room service", the bellhop said as he
entered. The service cart rattled in over the tile entryway. Cal
was momentarily disappointed that the knock was not hers. The
bellhop left the cart, and as Cal is tipping him she walks in the
open door. Cal stared in silent awe at her beauty. She looked
amazing in her short, khaki skirt and silk top. Cal noticed that
she was wearing the crimson high heels that he had mentioned awhile
back. Just the click of those shoes on the floor is an aphrodisiac
as she quietly assessed Cal for the first time in real life. Even
though he doesn’t usually wear a tie, she talked him into it. “All
of those days at the gym will finally pay off when we get busy
later!” Cal proudly thought to himself. He can't help but to look
up her body, from her manicured toes, up to the ankle straps on her
shoes, the gentle gap between her thighs where her skirt begins and
her legs end. He can see the faint trace of a garter belt under the
fabric, pulled taught over her amazing hips. As she gains her
confidence, she visibly stands up straighter and walks over to
him.

He and blinky are both in the suite's sitting
room. They stood just inside each other’s comfort zone. They had
both exchanged pics, but this is so much different. They both know
what they want, what they have come here for. Cal can only manage a
boyish smirk as his nerves cement him in place like a stone. He can
hear her hitched breathing as anxiety grasps her torso. Gathering
all his confidence, he reaches out and caresses the smooth silk of
her top, right above her elbow. He can feel her arm radiating
warmth underneath as his hand slowly wraps around to bring them
closer. As he does so, her scent acts as a siren song, driving him
more and more to do something he knows is wrong, but will feel so
right! His other hand comes to rest at the small of her back as he
pulls her into the most needed kiss he has ever had. Her soft lips
brush over his as they both tentatively decide who will give up the
tongue first. Taking charge, she grabbed his light blue tie and
pulled him closer as her tongue searched out his. As one hand
pulled the knot of his tie, the other hand came to rest on his hip.
He could feel her thumb pressing into his ab muscles as her tension
eased, like there is a button on him that she is pressing firmly to
turn off her inhibitions. Cal moans quietly as his hand moves from
her back and down to her ass. His senses heightened by her
scent, he let his hands explore her like animals looking for a cool
oasis to drink from. He could feel her firm body under the skirt,
as he gently ran his fingers along the inside of the hem. He
noticed her skin had become so much warmer since they started
kissing, as he ran the backs of his fingers along her thighs.
Pulling up, he raised her skirt slightly to reveal her beautiful
body.