Shadows

I must admit I got lucky with this hotel room. The view alone was worth the price. I told you I would make it up to you since our last getaway was cancelled...stupid marriage. But you accepted the way the things are. You know I can't leave her until things were better...AKA our kid was 18. But, here we are. It's been 3 months since you made my soul leave my body. Doing things that the other half wouldn't even THINK of doing. I'm glad we met during my last business trip. And I'm glad that work keeps me "busy". I'll admit, it's getting harder to escape these days. Luckily she doesn't ask much. My guess is as long as the money keeps rolling in and her wine cabinet stays full. I don't know and to be honest, I don't care. All I know is for the next 12 hours my dreams will be fulfilled.

As I lay on the bed, I think about the dinner we had. I remember while we were eating I was looking at you. Your lips. Your dark brown eyes. The way your hair hung over your left shoulder. Stunning. Beautifyul. But I knew I had to hold my feelings in check. We made a promise. Never take it THAT far. But we both know if things were different...

As I wait for you to get out of the shower, I look outside. I forgot to close the curtains. But the light that was coming in was fantastic. Something out of a movie. The mood was electric. The candles were burning in unison. This was going to be one for the memories.

You finally come out of the bathroom. I reach over and turn on some music. You were a fan of old school R&B so I made a playlist that I knew you would appreciate. You let out a little snicker in approval. As you're walking towards the bed and catch a quick glance at your body near the window. I ask you to wait. I see your head question my motives. If only you saw how beautiful you are in the shadow my the window. It was almost like the moon purposely put a spotlight on you. I couldn't see your face. All I could see was the silhouette of your curves. It took me back to the black and white era of television.

I ask you the do a little dance to the music. Slow. Seductive. Teasing. After a brief pause you understood the mission. You slowly move side to side to the beat of the music. Your inner stripper comes out and you start getting into the music. Although I want to see the attire that you bragged about for two weeks, I am perfectly content to seeing this shadow of you dancing. I never was into the strip club scene but now I am turned out.

You slowly take off what you were wearing. The way your shadow is looking is too much. You ask me to take pictures...a first. You must know by my expression that this was a good scene. I take pictures then get up to join you in the shadow. The city needed to see how beautiful you are now.

As a gently press you against the window, you do not hold back. Sticking it out so I can enter you from behind, you let out a soft groan. Our thing is always climaxing together. Always has been.

The shadows made us come multiple times. There is no telling when this scene will happen again. If it doesn't, then I will always remember this special night.

Stupid marriage.