okay, I love you, I love you,” she said still laughing.
“That’s more like it,” he kissed her giggling lips, “I love you too.” He teased and reached up and untied one of her wrist, then the other and her ankles next.
She turned over her eyes wet and watery from laughing so hard, “That’s not fair Royce,” she stressed, “You’re not playing fair.” He laughed, “You know I’ll do anything to make you say you love me,” he teased to placate her.
“You know we shouldn’t say stuff like that,” she was getting serious. He went to her and kissed her, “I know but we can handle it, it’s for fun right,” but he was thinking, but I do love you Joy that is the problem, I do love you and it’s not for fun.
“I know, but we don’t want to open that can of wombs. I don’t think our spouses would be happy to know we play around like that,” she said looking seriously at him. He knew Joy didn’t like him playing around as she called it like that, saying the love word but he wanted to shout it to the rooftops every time he saw her and every time he was with her he knew he was showing her he loved her.
He held her in his arms far longer than a normal person should not wanting to let her go, his kisses sometimes urgent and sometimes long and lingering were always sweet and full of his love and the way he looked at her, deep, longing and sometimes she’d say, “Stop that Royce, don’t go there!” And although he could have her in his bed once a month that wasn’t enough. He wanted to see her more, so he saw her the only way he knew how. He went to every school board meetings and on Saturday evenings when she played tennis. He would sit at the table usually with the kids eating a snack, but he was watching her play, she was getting good, at first she was terrible and laughed a lot as her balls went too high over the net and too long past the boundaries, but now she was gaining some control and now that they no longer wore the mask behind closed doors she always smiled and said hi to him and the kids. That was the other benefit of taking off the mask, they talked more, now they weren’t guarded in their conversation afraid to give away their identity, at least Joy wasn’t so guarded anymore. He use to try and talk to her and she’d shut that down with a, “Let’s not talk about that blue eyed man,” now she talked freely and he loved it and the more he began to know her and the closer he became to her the more he loved her. Joy was funny, interesting, and very kind hearted, he thought she’d rather hurt herself than hurt another person, and he wanted more.
Royce knew the guys were still upset with him and he didn’t care but then someone must have talked to Tammy, because now Tammy was pissed at him. It had been about eight months into his pact with Joy and a party was scheduled for Friday, but Thursday Tammy came up to him and not very happy.
“What’s this I hear about you only wanting to be with Joy Abrams?”
“Who said that?”
“A few husbands are spreading that; they’re saying you’ve done something so Joy won’t go to anybody else, is that true Royce?”
“Well, look it’s nothing I’ve done. She’s a little afraid to go with others and feels safe with me that’s all,” he said trying to smooth it over.
“Yeah, well she’d better get over that, that’s not how it works…You just have to tell her she can’t be with you anymore,” Tammy said and his heart cracked at the thought.
“Look Tammy if that’s what she needs to feel comfortable it’s not a problem okay. Some of the guys are making it into more than it is. That’s all this is, so don’t worry about it.”
“Well, tell her to go to someone else tomorrow that’ll stop this,” she said as casually as you please and he was trying to keep his heart in his chest and remain calm and not give anything away, but he wanted to scream and yell at her to shut her mouth
“That’s more like it,” he kissed her giggling lips, “I love you too.” He teased and reached up and untied one of her wrist, then the other and her ankles next.
She turned over her eyes wet and watery from laughing so hard, “That’s not fair Royce,” she stressed, “You’re not playing fair.” He laughed, “You know I’ll do anything to make you say you love me,” he teased to placate her.
“You know we shouldn’t say stuff like that,” she was getting serious. He went to her and kissed her, “I know but we can handle it, it’s for fun right,” but he was thinking, but I do love you Joy that is the problem, I do love you and it’s not for fun.
“I know, but we don’t want to open that can of wombs. I don’t think our spouses would be happy to know we play around like that,” she said looking seriously at him. He knew Joy didn’t like him playing around as she called it like that, saying the love word but he wanted to shout it to the rooftops every time he saw her and every time he was with her he knew he was showing her he loved her.
He held her in his arms far longer than a normal person should not wanting to let her go, his kisses sometimes urgent and sometimes long and lingering were always sweet and full of his love and the way he looked at her, deep, longing and sometimes she’d say, “Stop that Royce, don’t go there!” And although he could have her in his bed once a month that wasn’t enough. He wanted to see her more, so he saw her the only way he knew how. He went to every school board meetings and on Saturday evenings when she played tennis. He would sit at the table usually with the kids eating a snack, but he was watching her play, she was getting good, at first she was terrible and laughed a lot as her balls went too high over the net and too long past the boundaries, but now she was gaining some control and now that they no longer wore the mask behind closed doors she always smiled and said hi to him and the kids. That was the other benefit of taking off the mask, they talked more, now they weren’t guarded in their conversation afraid to give away their identity, at least Joy wasn’t so guarded anymore. He use to try and talk to her and she’d shut that down with a, “Let’s not talk about that blue eyed man,” now she talked freely and he loved it and the more he began to know her and the closer he became to her the more he loved her. Joy was funny, interesting, and very kind hearted, he thought she’d rather hurt herself than hurt another person, and he wanted more.
Royce knew the guys were still upset with him and he didn’t care but then someone must have talked to Tammy, because now Tammy was pissed at him. It had been about eight months into his pact with Joy and a party was scheduled for Friday, but Thursday Tammy came up to him and not very happy.
“What’s this I hear about you only wanting to be with Joy Abrams?”
“Who said that?”
“A few husbands are spreading that; they’re saying you’ve done something so Joy won’t go to anybody else, is that true Royce?”
“Well, look it’s nothing I’ve done. She’s a little afraid to go with others and feels safe with me that’s all,” he said trying to smooth it over.
“Yeah, well she’d better get over that, that’s not how it works…You just have to tell her she can’t be with you anymore,” Tammy said and his heart cracked at the thought.
“Look Tammy if that’s what she needs to feel comfortable it’s not a problem okay. Some of the guys are making it into more than it is. That’s all this is, so don’t worry about it.”
“Well, tell her to go to someone else tomorrow that’ll stop this,” she said as casually as you please and he was trying to keep his heart in his chest and remain calm and not give anything away, but he wanted to scream and yell at her to shut her mouth
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