One Last Dance - Sex Stories

One Last Dance

... other men have been coming. Why have you not asked me to be a dance partner?" I was very pissed now, so there was a certain edge in my voice.

Beth turned away, took a deep breath, and turned back. "Troy, I don't know why I didn't ask you. I just didn't. I am sorry."

I had never experienced anything like this at this point in our marriage. I was ready to challenge my wife about her attraction to another man. That has never happened unless I have been blind for the last sixteen years.

"Well, Beth, these revelations all seem very strange to me. Travis has been sniffing around you every time the two of you are in the same place. You have danced more with him than me in recent months. You invite him to attend your classes, and he takes work off. You don't invite me, who has all the time in the world. Now Travis wants you to go to a competition with him for how many days, in Washington. You will accompany him alone, and I will stay home with the kids. Is that the plan?"

I sat back and looked at her. A strange look spread over her face.

"Oh God, No, Troy, it's not like that, no, no, not like that at all. Travis is just a dance partner and friend. Oh God, No, there is nothing else." Her hands covered her face, and she started to cry.

I let her. I stood and walked out of the room.

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Oh My, what just happened?

I asked my husband permission to attend a dance competition, and what happened?

It was all innocent; it was just a two-day ...

... competition in Washington with Travis Taylor, another dance partner, not Troy. That was it, nothing more, or was it? There was the kiss I had to tell Troy about.

After Troy laid it out, I could see that there could be more to it than it looked on the surface. Then there was the kiss.

Everything that Troy said was accurate. Travis had danced with me recently, and yes, I had ignored my husband, not realizing I was. Travis had showed up at the women's class the first time unannounced, then came to every class after that for the past two months. I just thought he saw the need for a male partner and came back as a helper, but as I look back, he did hang around and wanted to dance with me a lot during each class and afterward. Now he wants me to go away with him, just the two of us to a dance competition. When I had asked about Troy coming along, Travis said, "There was no need. He should stay home with the kids. We didn't need a chaperone."

God, am I so naïve not to see the pattern Troy sees?

I feel nothing for Travis in that way, nothing at all. Yes, he is attractive, and I feel special when we dance. He makes me feel good, and when we dance to slow dances in the ballroom, and he holds me close, I feel safe and secure. I admit I may have a little crush on him, but nothing that would lead further. Well, except for the kiss after the dance class a week ago.

Can Troy see all these pieces better than I can and assemble the puzzle? Am I slipping into a dangerous situation? ...