Deni looked adoringly into my eyes, her face a picture of happiness and contentment. Sunday dragged by; it felt more like a week than a day. xxx sex Not even an emergency call to fix someone’s heating or air conditioning, which in one way was a good thing because I was in no fit state to concentrate on fixing anything let alone drive somewhere… I couldn’t possibly have concentrated. “I… I am so sorry, I should never have let things go too far, I never meant to h…” Again, stumbling over an apology, that I had rehearsed many times in my mind over the past week. “Before, we would have sex almost every night, but I haven’t even let him near me in the last week, so he’s not even speaking to me”
The level of guilt I was feeling got even worse… I had possibly ruined their marriage. “teach me” she whispered, unexpectedly
“teach you what?” I replied
“teach me about sex, teach me how to be a good lover”
I grinned at the possibilities of what my young lover had just invited me to do. As day after day dragged by, I gradually became less anxious, grateful that I had not had any visit from the police, but the overwhelming sense of guilt about what I had done, still dominated my mind; it couldn’t even touch the subject to imagine how Deni must have been feeling.
