Packed and Ready to Go by Jacki Kelly Page B

flickered in her eyes.
    “ Don’t stress. We’ll be fine.” I bit into my lamb chop and chewed slowly. “There will be many nights when I’ll work late or sleep on the couch in my office. You’ve got to hang in there with me. It’s going to be hard enough. I expect the sales people will need me even more as they try to find new jobs or apply for unemployment, or cry in their soup. Some of them will be upset. But you can’t start thinking the worst of me just because I don’t call when you expect or I don’t show up for a few dinners.” Some of this was true. The rest gave me an excuse to be absent from home more often and it was coming so easy, it made me giddy.
    “ Yeah, okay, I’ll chill out, but after this is all over, maybe we can plan a trip or something. We’ve got an anniversary coming up. Maybe we can go away and do something together.”
    “ Yeah. Sure we can.” I agreed even though I had no intention of going away anytime soon. I needed to deal with Sasha and work. With all the havoc facing me vacationing never entered my thoughts. But I pretended.
    “ How about we leave the dishes until the morning?” Tracy said when I couldn’t eat another morsel. She rubbed my crotch with her toes. Only she could manage to be so gentle and arouse me at the same time.
    I enjoyed the evening more than I thought I could. Being with Tracy, I didn’t have to worry about holding my stomach in, or if I held my erection long enough to satisfy her. With her, I could be lazy. The thought of not worrying about performing made my penis stiffen. One glance at my watch told me I still had to wait.
    “ Let’s hand wash the dishes like we used to do before we had all these fancy appliances.”
    Her face lit up. “Are you serious? You’re going to wash dishes?”
    “ After that meal, I’d do anything for you.” I grabbed her ass.
    I drew water in the sink and she cleared the table. After we finished she asked, “Are you ready to complete what you started on the sofa? I think you owe me a little sumthin-sumthin.” She brushed her hips against me before kneading my shaft through my pants.
    My promise to Sasha paled as Tracy snuggled against my chest. For the first time in weeks I wanted to make love to my wife and nothing could keep me from it. Tracy’s soft curves were like a siren, revving up every cell in my body. My loins warmed.
    I climbed the stairs behind Tracy, dropping my shirt, my tie and belt in the hall leading to our bedroom. By the time I reached the bedroom door, only my silk boxers remained in place.
    In the middle of our bedroom she turned to face me. Her soft eyes danced with excitement. She was so easy to please and tonight I wanted to make her happy.
    She removed my boxers and I removed her gown.
    I groped her large breasts, one in each hand. She released a low growl that meant she liked what I was doing.
    “ I’ve waited for you for weeks.” She pushed up on her toes and kissed me.
    Instead of responding, I backed her to the edge of the bed and captured her tongue. I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to be inside of her. I climbed on top, pushed her legs apart with my knees and drove deep inside of her. She was warm and wet. Each thrust into her wet center was deeper than the last as I buried my guilt.

Chapter Eleven – Tracy
     
    Without turning on the light in the darkened bedroom, Walter nestled his nose against my neck. His heavy breathing sounded like a wild animal stalking our room. He skipped the foreplay and went straight to the main attraction. His hurried actions reminded me of our rushed love-making in my dorm room before my roommate returned and interrupted us. My thoughts slipped back to his weak excuse for his absence, refusing to accept his explanation.
    If he put half as much energy in our marriage as he did in his work, our relationship wouldn’t be near death.
    I ground my hips against him, trying to slow him down. This precious moment needed to last long enough to make me