Meet #23 Part 2 – Sharing

Friday, July 11, 2014
Morning 
My alarm went off about 7:20 am.  I hit the snooze button, then dragged myself out of bed.  I went out to wake Kris up, but he was already up and dressed, having showered and eaten cereal!  I hugged him in the kitchen as he made coffee, then got ready for work.  
He is very nervous about anyone seeing him use the toilet.  He usually shuts and locks the door!  I keep telling him it is a natural thing, no big deal, he is welcome to come in when I am in the shower or at the sink.  He has never done it.  Today he really had to poop.  He was so worried about grossing me out, but could not wait.  I was brushing my teeth with the door open and he asked and I waved him in.  He talked as he did his business.  Apparently this was a huge first for him.  He was laughing.  I got him to try the wipes I like.  Ha!  I adore sharing the mundane moments of life with my guy!   I know this is one of those “there are two kinds of people” things, where some folks can’t imagine ever leaving the door open or sharing a bathroom, and others don’t see what the big deal is.  I am definitely in the latter camp!

I finished before he did, so I was half-naked in the midst of getting dressed and gave him a hug when he exited the bathroom.  I kissed him and pressed my naked chest against him.  He pulled away and chided me.  I can’t take much of that.  *sigh
Hubby was running late, so I sat at my desk.  I told Kris I’ll be home alone tonight.  He said there would be three options – he’d either pick me up at work at 4 pm, arrive later or not visit at all.  He would call me later.  I told him I am busy tomorrow and Sunday, so tonight is it if he wants to see me this weekend.  
I had hoped he would wait for me to walk him out, so I could see him off and let him out of the garage and squeeze a few more moments, as we always do.  But he seemed very antsy.  He kissed me on the forehead and left about 8:45 am. 
Evening
Kris called about 5:30 pm.  He’d tried to call me earlier in the day, left an odd message about 2:30 pm that got cut off.  Didn’t answer when I called back, so I just waited.  
He called in a panic – he said his wife had seen my trip photos.  So she is stalking me under my real name!  Argh.  I spent an hour on G+ locking everything down, making all my the photos “friends only.”  I googled myself and wished I was not so easy to find. Ugh.  I had thought Kris was on his way down when he called, but he didn’t show up until about 9 pm just as I was giving up.  
He came in and flumped on the sofa.  I made myself a late supper of pancakes and bacon.  He let me read his wife’s texts.  Geesh… one insult after another.  She wrote “You have defiled me, like a terminal disease.”  ugh.  Who writes that like?  She is doing the victim thing to the hilt. I get it but… wow.  

He slept with his head on my lap on the sofa.  I am guessing he doesn’t sleep much when he is alone, due to his brain racing over all he has to deal with.  I like giving him a safe place to rest.  However, it is so tough for me to have him here and not touching me! 

Big sap

Friday, July 11, 2014
9:09am Phil 
Morning Girl! Hope it’s a great Friday!
11:01am
Good morning kid!  You working hard?
11:21am Phil 
I am!
4:29pm Phil 
Done, tired and ready for a beer

4:37pm 

I hear that! I’m home. Alone.  Bleh
10:03pm Phil 
Sad tonight.

10:04pm

Oh?
10:07pm Phil 
Beach Gal wedding tomorrow

10:10pm

Wait, what?

10:11pm Phil 
Her daughter, love that kid

10:11pm Ah

10:12pm Phil 
Life is strange sometimes, the things that hit your heart so hard and I have a big soft heart

Wish I was harder but I’m such a big sap

10:14pm 

It’s part of your charm.
10:16pm Phil 
Yeah? She’s all wrong but I miss her so much

10:20pm 

I know kid.
10:21pm Phil 
Listened to the Nickleback song. Breaks my heart

10:57pm Phil 

Your guy doing ok?
10:58pm
No.  He’s a mess.
and his wife is stalking me online… 
I had to spend an hour tonight locking things down

Did you know I am a whore?  

Godless slut?  Prostitute?  Vile adulterer?
*sigh

11:03pm Phil 

I’m so sorry. I know from personal experience. I know.

Tough to deal with.

Just have to let it all roll off your back

11:08pm 

He is being very good at that.
11:08pm Phil 
Hard too do I know

11:08pm 

She texts him crap all day.  
He keep calm, says I’m sorry, I love you.
11:10pm Phil 
Not gonna help

11:11pm

Nope.  She is done.  Filing for divorce.  Told him to sell the house.

11:11pm Phil 

I knew

Meet #23 Part 1 Reality

Thursday, July 10, 2014 
I had a lovely supper with my older sister and her beau last night at Court House Seafood over across the river in Cambridge.  I had their very fresh fried fish and shrimp with a baked potato and a stuffed clam!  
I finally heard from Kris last night after more than two days of silence. He had not been in touch since he dropped me off on Tuesday midday and I was beginning to wonder.  He had not missed a day in a long time.  He called while I was eating.  I stepped outside to talk.  He arranged to come visit tonight. 
I noticed some beautiful lilies as I left the restaurant:
He came over about 7:30 pm.  I fed him a pear.  It’s his favorite fruit.  He worked on the floxx plant he gave me that is out on my balcony, pruning and watering.  I filled the watering can for him and watered my other plants.  
He is a total mess.  We sat on the sofa with his head in my lap and he vented for about four hours.  He did not want to “do anything sexy.”  He told me he wrote the letter to his wife that the pastor recommended, attached it to an email since he doesn’t know where she is to mail it.  He sent it this morning and she has not responded.  
He is facing the nitty-gritty reality of life alone.  Completely alone.

  • No one to cut his hair.  He hasn’t been to a barber for 35 years.  
  • No one to pick him up when he drops off his motorcycle to be serviced, or take him back to pick it up when it’s done.  
  • Worrying about his wife “breaking into their house and taking things.”  
  • Being placed in an adversarial position over money.  
  • Finding a realtor to advise him on selling the house, what to fix or not worry about. 
  • His son suing him to get back trust money he thinks was mismanaged.  
  • Where will he live when the house sells? 

Ugh.  I stroked his hair and listened and offered suggestions.  He dozed on and off.  He grabbed swiss cheese and crackers to munch on. 

He told me the odd story of locking his house for the first time ever, to have some control over when his wife and son come to take things.  Then he didn’t take his keys, so he was locked out!  So he had to call the police to ask if they could get him in.  They sent the firetruck!  They have a door-spreader that pops the edges enough to unseat the door and they can push in.  Wow.  They gave him a hard time and laughed over it, told him there was no charge.  
He told me about trying to time his mortgage payment, being on a conference call with Quicken Loans and his bank and Checkfree about the payment going and then being revoked twice.  He ended up having to go to the bank.  
He stated very clearly that he can not continue to see me and lie to the men in his church that will gather to support him.  I said I understand.  But I added that I hate to see him give up one of the two people left who care for him (me and his mother) and I am the only one he can really talk with, who will do things for him etc.  But only he can decide and I will abide by it.  Then he makes arrangements to see me again.  He sees it as a sign of weakness.  I don’t want to be his bad habit.  *sigh 
I want to help him, to be there for him but it adds up to… once again… NO SEX!  Argh.  I am trying to set the “one month grace” clock and not put up with this forever.
My other old flame contacted me again after almost a year.  I kept thinking he had some news or reason but he blathered along about his sons in the Little League Championships and his summer travels until I finally asked why he contacted me after almost a year.  “I missed you…” he says.  Hunh.  I texted with him while Kris slept on my lap and felt like a hussy!  
I woke Kris up at midnight so I could go to bed.  He had a cup of coffee and some potato chips.  I got ready for bed and came back out to find him sitting on the couch, staring into space.  I handed him some pillows and a blanket, kissed his forehead and left him to sleep.

Elephant rescue

Thursday, July 10, 2014

7:54am

Good morning!
Leaving early to let the cleaners do their thing.
Dinner with older sister tonight!
Have a great Thursday!

8:06am Phil 
Working my ass off trying to get my life in order.

Beach Gal is a done deal. Just had to close my heart to it. Still have a lot of fond memories and I’ll enjoy those.

Fred is trying to talk me into moving into a house with her but my brain keeps screaming no on that one. She’s a great gal and a lot of fun but my financial guy says I’ll be broke and have to work into my 70s to live at half the standard I have now and Fred has nothing and I mean nothing. She blames that on being single and raising her kids but the kids have been out for ten years. I think she sees me as a way out of poverty and I don’t want to be that.

The financial dude said find someone who has a similar income and brings something to the relationship and I would be fine. Fred says she makes 75k but I know she barely makes 40k, had not had utilities in her name for almost 20 years, has no credit. Just feels like a train wreck and she drinks non stop which I have issue with. I really think after a short period I would be on her non stop for smoking, drinking, cleaning, money etc.

I am so buried in work I have no time anyway. Enjoy dinner and have a great day!

3:09pm
Great elephant rescue story!

Goodbye Calvin

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

8:23am 

Good morning!  Another scorcher.  
Off to work.  Yippee.  
Have a wicked good Wednesday!

10:48am Phil 
You too!

1:32pm
Get out the tissues and read this one. In case, you know, you get dust in your eyes or something.

Calvin has one last talk with Hobbes

2:14pm
You hanging in there kid?  Late lunch with Hubby – yummy bacon cheeseburger and parmesan fries from a new spot near BU – BurgerFi.  They brand their buns with the restaurant name.  Weird but tasty!

5:13pm
Mexican dinner with Mom.  Here’s my Enchiladas Mazatlan @Ixtapa, Lexington

Meet #22 Vacation Part 4 Going home

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

[If you missed the earlier parts of my vacation with Kris, check out Part 1,  Part 2 and Part 3]

I woke up at 7:20 am and turned off the alarm. I did my ablutions, dressed and finished packing.

Kris got a text from his wife telling him she is filing for a no-contest divorce. Ugh. This is 2 weeks since he got caught… without her ever seeing or speaking with him. And before the meeting with the minister! Wow.

He handed me his phone to read his text history and went off to the parking lot to reconnect the boat to the truck. I ate a cereal bar and marveled at her endless nasty rants. Kris returned to wash his hands and we took off at 9:15 am.

He was distracted and unhappy. I patted on his knee and tried not to talk too much. It was tough to be with him but I was glad he was not alone on this fateful day.  We stopped in Walpole to get gas and him a coffee.

The traffic was TERRIBLE! It took over 2 hours to do the 1 hour drive, including being stuck for 40 minutes less than a mile from home! Argh! It did give us time to talk about how special this weekend was for each of us. He got to escape the drama of his life for three nights and two blissful days, show me two of his favorite place, and have someone to listen and hold his hand when the bad news came. I got to see spectacular places I would never have gotten to see, have a vacation I haven’t had in years, and be with a nice man who knows what to do with vibrator!

He dropped me off at 11:30 am.  I sat at my desk and totaled up the costs for the trip.  I wanted to see how they split between us.

Cost

Saturday
     $40 Dinner at Olive Garden
   $100 Hotel
   ——-
   $140

Sunday
   $94 Lunch at Wequassett $94
   $25 Dinner at Double Dragon
 $114 Gas
 $100 Hotel
 ——-
 $333

Monday
   $8 Breakfast
$137 Ferry to MV for the truck plus passenger
 $25 Second Breakfast
 $34 Stop & Shop fruit, cheese, snacks $34
 $16 Ferry to Chappy
 $35 Dinner at the Net Result $35
 $72 Gas on MV
$100 Hotel
——-
$427

$600 Total he spent
$300 I spent on the hotel
——
$900 Total for 3 nights

Yikes! That total is nuts! And the day on the Vineyard was crazy expensive!  He spent twice as much as I did.  Neither of us has that money to spend.  He promised to pay me back for the hotel but I’m not going to let  him.  I’ll scrimp on other things this month.  It was so worth it to me to get away with him!  It felt like a once-in-a-lifetime treat!

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Kris was not in touch for the rest of the day.  That is unusual.  He usually calls or texts or emails when he gets home to let me know he made it, or tell me another story about something that happened along the way or something bothering him or some new development but… nothing.

I finally caved and sent him a quick email.  His glasses are a wreck and he doesn’t have the money for a fancy new pair.  A friend told me about getting her glasses online for free!  I thought it was worth mentioning…

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from: Sassy
to: Kris
date: Tue, Jul 8, 2014 at 7:44 PM
subject: Eyeglasses possibility
A friend mentioned that a website is offering “first pair free” for new customers.  Might be a way for you to get new lenses. 
http://www.coastal.com/Coupon-Applicable-Glasses

-S
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but it didn’t elicit a response.  *sigh

I spent the evening smiling at the photos I took of our trip and putting them online on Google + where he could see them.

Photo of the year

Gay Head Lighthouse in Aquinnah on Martha’s Vineyard

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

8:06am

Good morning Philip!  I’m headed home.  
Such an incredible day on Martha’s Vineyard!   
Hope you have a great Tuesday!
8:50pm Phil 
Isn’t it gorgeous! I love it there. Nude beach is under that lighthouse! 
Got the brilliant idea to place a single red rose on Beach Gal’s windshield. Did not try to see her, nothing. She was pissed. Tore into me, blocked me on Facebook and phone. I’m done with that. I hope she’s happy with her guy. I wish her the best. I would have said thanks for the sweet thought or something but that’s not me. Stupid idea I guess. I think I’m finally over it.

9:11pm
The Vineyard was spectacular!  I was so lucky to get to go, and be spoiled by a nice man.  
His wife texted him she wants a no-contest divorce fast – told him to sell the house.  He’d managed to set all that aside until those texts came today.  Good I could help give him a break from it but reality is crashing in on him now.  
Oh dear… I’m so sorry Beach Gal did that.  You didn’t deserve that!  It was a sweet gesture.  Hugs.

9:22pm Phil 
Just wanted her to know I cared. Think it’s best this way. Seeing more of the real her vs the show and don’t care for what I see. Her new boy has his hands full for sure. She requires a lot of care and tenderness that she returns. What can you do? She can be a little bitch. 
Sorry about the guy but he knew this was coming. He knew the risks. 
Glad you had a great weekend!

Meet #22 Vacation Part 3 A Martha’s Vineyard Day

Monday, July 7, 2014

[If you missed the earlier parts of my vacation with Kris, check out Part 1 and Part 2]

I had to set the alarm for 6 am so we’d be sure to make the ferry. We dressed, packed, ate a quick breakfast then went to the parking lot to unhook the boat. We headed out about 7:20 am. The drive is supposed to take just over an hour, and we’re supposed to be in line by 9 am in Woods Hole. We rolled along to Falmouth, and pulled into the Steamship Authority parking lot at 8:40 am. He sent me into the terminal to get a cup of coffee and something for myself. I picked bottle of water and a blueberry muffin and shared it with him. The prices were reasonable! Only $2.15 for a large coffee.

We helped train a bomb-sniffing dog! While I was in the terminal, a steamship authority guy asked Kris if he’d let him put a “can of scent” under his truck as part of training a new dog. Just as I returned, he was walking the dog up and down the rows of cars. The dog stopped at the truck, and sat down right next to where the canister was hidden! Kris chatted him up, found out how training works – basic food rewards for increasing distance and shorter time finds. The dog is a 2 year old yellow lab named Riley. It helped pass the time!

The ferry rolled up about 9 am with an ambulance the first to roll off. That was a sobering sight. Imagine needing a 45-minute ferry ride to get you to the hospital. Eek.

He drove the truck on and we took the stairs up to the top desk. We sat outside in the front. It was a windy, gray morning. I was sleepy so I mostly leaned on Kris and got up to take a photo now and then.  We rolled off onto the streets of Oak Bluffs at 10:15 am just as the sun came out! We stopped along Lake Street to look at the map and make a plan.

I took photos of the big old Victorian homes along the harbor.

We decided to walk around a bit, eat breakfast, then take off driving around the island. We parked on Circuit Ave. and strolled up looking at the shops. He asked the ladies at the Black Dog boutique where “a local carpenter would eat breakfast.” They sent us to Linda Jean’s. There was a “20 minute wait” that turned into 45. I was miserable waiting in the heat, so I strolled out to the gazebo in the park by the water where there was more of a breeze, checked out a bakery “the home of back door donuts” and bought a fridge magnet in the store across the street.

We finally got a nice wooden booth at the back in air-conditioned splendor. I had the “double play” – 3 eggs over easy, 2 slices of french toast, 2 strips of bacon and 2 sausages with fresh-squeezed OJ. Yum. He had the strawberry banana french toast.

I gave him one of my eggs. We got out of there about 12:30 pm. We’d forgotten about the 1-hour parking limit, so there was a $20 ticket! Ah well, not bad to pay for parking. We headed down Beach Road. Everything is so close together! In no time we were at the Stop & Shop in Edgartown, stocking up on fruit and snacks. I found the bathroom in the stockroom.

He decided he wanted to see Chappaquiddick, so we took the 3-car ferry for $16 across the 100 yards of water from Edgartown. It was nice to learn more about the island.

It’s a very quiet place – no commercial businesses! Most of the roads are dirt.

We drove down to Wasque Reserve, then back to Dike Road to “the bridge” and the Cape Poge Wildlife Reserve. He talked to a local about the “Ted Kennedy incident.”

We took the ferry back then headed south down Katama Road to South Beach. It was a beautiful place, but the wind was fierce and the waves huge!

He had talked about setting up a tent and hanging out there but the weather made it impossible and we were running out of time.  I used the porta-potties. No toilet paper – argh.

We drove across the center of the island through West Tisbury and Chilmark to Aquinnah on the western tip. I am surprised how undeveloped it is! He went to the bathroom and I strolled through the Wampanoag shops. There were some very pretty items there. We meandered up the Clay Cliffs at Gay Head. WOW! Such stupendous scenery! I can’t believe I’ve lived in Massachusetts all this time and never made it out here!  I took the “money shot” of the cliffs and the lighthouse in the late afternoon sun. I think it is the best photo I’ve taken all year.

There were about a dozen people up there enjoying the view. He broke one of the main rules of cheating and asked a woman to take a photo of the two of us with my phone camera. He put his arm around me and beamed! It was a fantastic photo of the two of us with the cliffs and lighthouse in the background with the sun shining… so for one sterling moment on that cliff… there was an “us” for everyone to see. It reminded me a bit of “American Gothic” with the broad-faced woman and the skinny balding man. That made me giggle!

We left there about 6 pm and went north to Vineyard Haven on the north-center tip. I was surprised how rural it is! I had no phone signal for a long time but was finally able to yelp to find somewhere for dinner. We found the Net Result, a seafood shack along the harbor where you order inside at a deli counter, then pick up at outside window and sit at picnic tables with other diners.

I got a stuffed clam, lobster bisque and a hot buttered lobster roll! He got a grilled swordfish sandwich.

We ate al fresco, looking at the huge boats and yachts across the street, and watching a local couple share a 6-pound lobster next to us! Kris chatted them up about what life was like in the winter, how the schools are set up (5 elementary schools, one high school). We strolled along the waterfront ogling the yachts, then got gas ($4.69 a gallon!) and drove over to the steamship authority. We put the truck in the line for the ferry, then got out and sat on the harbor front.

If you’d like to see the 54 photos I took today, pop over to Google + to look at that album:

https://plus.google.com/photos/101174762249697322833/albums/6033651197604315073

They loaded us onto the ferry about 9:15 pm. We took the elevator up to the enclosed middle deck. Kris got a coffee and we snacked on the grapes, crackers and cheese and rasinettes. The trip went very fast – we docked in 30 minutes! We dashed to the truck and rolled out into the Falmouth night at 10:15 pm. There was no traffic this time, thank goodness. We were back at the Red Roof Inn in Mansfield at 11:15 pm. We had planned to drive back to my place but changed our minds as we drove to hotel. They were glad to have us stay another night. I was not ready to end our idyll!

Kris fell asleep in his clothes! I undressed him and tucked him in. He woke and we had a long, silly discussion about whether to have sex. He took matters into his own hands, literally, making me cum with his talented fingers on my clit, then going to his favorite position, going inside me under me. He fell back to sleep. I got up to set the alarm for 8 am and get organized so I don’t have to do much in the morning. I fell asleep about 12:30 am with a big smile on my face.

Meet #22 Vacation Part 2 Boating on the Cape

Sunday, July 6, 2014

[if you missed Part 1 – click back to it here.]

The alarm sounded at 7 am. Ugh.  Then I realized I was not at home – I was in a hotel bed in Mansfield with a nice man lying next to me!

Kris rolled over and started playing with my clit. He made me cum with his finger. Yum. I did something new and exciting – I gave him a hand job and watched him cum! I’d never seen a man cum (it’s always inside me somewhere!) It was so great to hear him moan and squirm, then see spurt after spurt gushing out onto his stomach!

We ate breakfast in the room. He fed me a banana and I added a cereal bar and some water. I put on my summer pants and the blue t-shirt with red/white and blue decorations on the upper chest, donned my hat and off we went down to Cape Cod, over the Bourne Bridge and down Rte 6 to Hyannis.

We stopped at an ancient Benny’s Department store – he wanted to get pool shoes. I went to the employees bathroom.

We motored on to Harwich to the Wequassett Resort. It is spectacular! It felt like a glimpse into how “the 1%” vacations! We got a waterfront table at the Outer Bar and Grille looking over Pleasant Bay.

He treated me to a “clam bake” lunch at $36 – cup of clam chowder, corn on the cob, fingerling potatoes and LOBSTER!

He had the chowder and a caesar salad. We shared the guava-filled cheesecake with fresh raspberries.

This lunch was very special – beautiful view, delicious food and a nice man who paid! The bill was almost $100. Whee! I rarely feel like any meal can be worth that but this may have been it!

We strolled around the resort, checked out the fancy restaurant up the hill and canceled our dinner reservations, then took off to Orleans. He knew a public launch at the end of a quiet road. He rigged up the boat and we got into the water a little after 4 pm.

It was wicked windy – not long before I came in from the bow to the seat beside him that is protected by the windshield. He motored out to the Chatham Light to the sand bar. We saw seals! That was so fun!

He pulled the boat up on the sand bar… he wanted me to get out but I declined. He walked to the other side to see the ocean.

We motored back to the Fish Pier in Chatham and got out to use their facilities.

It was nifty to see the working boats and the Coast Guard zodiacs.

Soon after we left there, the boat’s motor acted up. It worked fine in low gear, but was messed up when he tried to go faster! So he puttered along and I crossed my fingers that we’d make it back before dark.  He had me make note of each buoy number that we passed, so he could tell a passing boat what to radio the Coast Guard if we ended up stranded.  It was a bit nerve-wracking, but we made it with 10 minutes to spare. Phew.

I sat on a rock and uploaded photos on someone’s nearby wifi. Heh. As darkness fell, I helped him batten down the boat. I yelped to find a place for dinner.

He wanted Chinese, so we went to the Double Dragon in Orleans. It was a great combo of close to where we were, cheap, fast and good. We shared the Peking ravioli, hot & sour soup, and house special lo mein with shrimp, pork and beef. It was your typical pagoda-adorned, old red leatherette booths place that hasn’t been updated since the 70’s.

If you’d like to see my 39 photos for the day, pop over to Google + for the album.

https://plus.google.com/photos/101174762249697322833/albums/6033108842055957153

We got gas and snacks, the drove back to Mansfield. The traffic was AWFUL! It was backed up more than 6 miles getting to the bridges off the Cape. This is after 10 pm at night! He was falling asleep. It took us forever to get back. We finally rolled into the Red Roof Inn after 1 am.

I went to the bathroom and when I returned he was asleep. I patted on him to be sure he didn’t want to cuddle, but he was completely zonked. I got to sleep about 1:30 am.

I made a mental note never to go to the Cape in the summer again!  The traffic is too much!