1. Sorrento: Part 1


    Date: 6/8/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: LadyJaneGrey, Source: LushStories

    Looking back, it is easy to see how that holiday was going to change me; the stresses, the frustrations, the triggers and the opportunities were all there. It was like the planets aligning for some spectacular solar eclipse. But of course, all things are easy to see with hindsight. The holiday was Tom's idea. He had to be in Sorrento for work but, being a pragmatist, he suggested that as I had more free time and we had fewer financial worries, I might like to accompany him. Sorrento; the most romantic and alluring city in the world, and he tempts me with time and money. Not that he was incapable of sweeping me off my feet; when we first met, he was constantly surprising me with flowers, silly gifts and the hottest love letters you can imagine, but I suppose that after thirty years of marriage and raising three kids, people change. Please don't think that I am complaining. Tom is a good husband, and a perfect father. He has always been caring and supportive, and provided us all with a wonderful home and the security to live the lives we aspired to. Ever since reaching puberty, I dreamed of just being a mum; spending my time taking care of a house and children. Tom with his energy and hard work gave me that opportunity, and never questioned that it should be different. But now that the everyday pressures of cooking, cleaning and school runs were behind me, I felt that I needed more. I have girlfriends, and when the last of the children went off to college, being fellow mums ...
    ... and in similar positions, they rallied into a support network. Our coffee mornings grew into lengthy lunches, organizing car share for our kids changed into organizing gym classes, and the occasional swapping of magazines spawned a fully fledged book club. We read mysteries, we read thrillers, we read avidly, and with each new book, we dissected and discussed. I suppose that it was books that created the spark; the desire for some passion in my life. We of course read E. L. James. The trilogy had received too much publicity for any self respecting woman’s book club to ignore. I had no inclination to investigate BDSM or find out if I had a dark side, but it did make me wonder if there was more to sex than the rather perfunctory ritual that Tom and I now occasionally performed. Tom was the only man that I had ever been intimate with, and I had always been content that it should be remain so. This yearning for something more did lead to my adding romance to my reading repertoire; not your everyday Mills and Boon, but books that explored the deeper side of relationships, particularly sexual relationships. Again, it is easy to see with hindsight how that was going to affect my behavior, even if I had not consciously decided I wanted to change. We arrived in Sorrento late on Sunday. While I slept for most of the thirteen hour flight, Tom worked, reading through reports and making notes; getting ready for the hectic round of meetings that would occupy his week. He was enough of a ...
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