Swinging Saved Our Marriage
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SWINGING SAVED OUR MARRIAGE
© 2012-2013 Aphrodite Omnimedia. All Rights Reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced for distribution by any means physical, mechanical or electronic without the explicit written permission of the copyright holder.
This is a work of fiction. All characters are fictitious or used fictitiously.
Cover Design: Kenny Wright. Images licensed from istockphoto.com
First digital edition electronically published by Aphrodite Omnimedia, June 2012
“Are you really going to tell him?” Melanie asked. She was gaping at Kyra across the table. The lifelong friends were enjoying happy hour drinks at a trendy bar and were lucky to have found the high, round table in the crowd. It probably did not hurt that the women were both attractive. Two guys in their late twenties, just a few years younger than Melanie and Kyra, had offered up their table when they first saw the women come into the bar. But the guys spotted the ladies’ wedding rings, so after buying them a round, they’d moved on.
“I think I have to. The guilt is killing me,” Kyra replied. She was making quick work of her second glass of wine.
“But is that any reason to tell Ethan? I mean, if assuaging your guilt is the only reason you want to tell him, is it worth it? All you’re going to do is make him miserable. Maybe even ruin your marriage.”
“Well, the marriage isn’t perfect now, is it? I almost cheated on my husband,” Kyra replied. She finished her wine and went to the bar to fetch another round.
Melanie was not sure which shocked her more, that Kyra had come so close to cheating on her husband of thirteen years, or that even she might still destroy everything by telling him. Okay, technically Kyra
did
cheat by most people’s definition. She had been fooling around with Bill, her co-worker, but she had stopped short of actual sex. Kyra avoided specifics on just how far she’d gone. Still, Melanie could not believe her friend had done anything at all.
The women had known each other since middle school and while Kyra had as much of a wild side as anyone, she was never destructive the way some of their friends were. Kyra had never crossed that line. She always did the right thing, and her marriage to Ethan seemed perfect from the outside. They met in college and married two years after graduation. Two kids, a son and daughter, followed in the first few years, then Kyra resumed her career without missing a beat. But the truth was that Kyra’s marriage was anything but perfect. Kyra wondered why she’d sought refuge in a workplace romance. Things had not been right with Ethan for a long time, and when Bill started flirting with her, she could not resist. In the beginning, she thought it was all just an innocent office flirtation. He would compliment her on how nice she looked and say things like, “It’s a shame we’re both married.”
Since her sex life with Ethan had become so limp, it was nice to know she was still desirable. Kyra had always turned heads. She was not gorgeous, she believed, and had never considered herself sexy. Hers was more of the girl-next-door look. With her almost white-blond hair and porcelain skin, almost everyone told Kyra how cute she was. Since the kids came along, she’d worn it in a short bob, even though she knew her husband preferred it longer. It was just easier to manage this way in her limited time. She was not tall, just under five-and-a-half feet, but she had a nice curvy figure all through high school and college that kept the boys coming. But the two pregnancies had taken their toll. Those last twenty pounds just wouldn’t come off, and sometimes she wondered if Ethan just didn’t find her attractive any longer.
When Bill’s advances went past simple flirting to suggestive IMs and emails, Kyra did not encourage him, but she also did not tell him to stop. He grew more brazen over time and she had to admit, some of what he wrote got her hot. She’d go home to Ethan all fired up, but he’d rebuff her advances, or they would just have their perfunctory sex. That was when she began to send some provocative emails of her own. Melanie was right. Kyra always did the right thing, which was why it felt so naughty and so good to play around with Bill.
Kyra returned with their drinks and Melanie asked, “So what are you going to tell him?”
“I think Ethan knows
something
was going on.”
“Aha! I didn’t think this was just simple guilt.”
“I
do
feel guilty, Mel. And I could be wrong, but Ethan’s been acting weird lately. Whenever he looks at me, it just feels like he knows something.”
“So?”
“So, I’m going to tell him that I became close to another man, but that nothing really happened.”
“Then you’re not coming totally clean?”
“Well, I don’t think he needs the gory details, does he?”
Kyra wasn’t ready to tell the whole truth because that would mean admitting that she had strayed, and she did not want to end her marriage. Whatever problems they had, she stilled loved Ethan and thought their marriage could be saved. But she didn’t know how he would feel if he knew
everything
. If Ethan had done what she did, Kyra didn’t know if she could forgive so easily.
The naughty fun crossed the line when Bill asked if she wanted to have drinks after work. Deep down, she knew she really shouldn’t, that it would probably lead to trouble, but she convinced herself that since they were both married nothing would happen. She assumed Bill wouldn’t break his vows either. She called Ethan and told him she had to work late and asked him to pick up the kids from daycare. That was the first real lie she told her husband.
After a couple hours and enough drinks to leave her feeling buzzy and free, Kyra was pressed against the cool stucco wall outside of the pub, battling Bill’s tongue with her own.
Inside, he’d been charming and their banter had been flirtier than ever. Bill confessed that he’d always had the fantasy of sneaking off for a quickie in the restroom of a bar just like that one, but he’d never been with a woman adventurous enough to try it. Kyra admitted the idea was sexy, but she couldn’t see herself doing something like that.
Maybe when I was younger, if I were drunk enough, but not now
, she thought. She reminded herself that she was a married woman, and a mother to boot!
But as the liquor flowed, Bill moved on from just touching her hand here and there to rubbing her arm and touching her back. She allowed it because she liked the way Bill saw her, as the kind of woman who
might
sneak off to the restroom with him. And he was an attractive enough man. He was a handful of years older and about average height, with a body that hadn’t gone completely to seed yet. His dark hair had thinned and gone gray just enough to be distinguished. When he leaned over and kissed her, she did not know what to think. When it was more than just a peck, she responded without thinking and nodded dumbly when Bill asked if she was ready to go.
As they left the pub, Kyra’s rational mind warred with the fiery sensations working through her body. The kiss had been nice. God, she couldn’t even remember the last time she’d kissed anyone like that besides her husband. She wouldn’t mind being kissed again.
No
, she told herself.
You can’t do that. You need to tell Bill goodnight and get out of here!
She fully intended to do that as he walked her to her minivan, but when they stopped in front of it, they did not say goodnight. He kissed her and pulled her into his arms. When she opened her mouth to his, he turned so that Kyra was pressed against the wall. She was caught in the moment. The part of her brain that screamed for her to get out of there was silenced. Instead, she held Bill tight and kissed him with a ferocity that had been building up for months.
