I'm posting this now because the electric company just called to alert us they are expecting for us to lose power later this evening.
Um...ya think? We're supposed to get sustained winds of 60-75 MPH. I'm just hoping all the trees stay standing.
So...maybe see you tomorrow?
STAY SAFE!
Chapter Seven
Falling Snowflakes
It's Halloween.
What's your costume, I wonder? A sexy nurse? A naughty school teacher?
Or are you going as a frazzled mother of four with no time for yourself except those precious few minutes every morning when you get to run?
I wonder.
I think you should go as my fantasy.
Do you know you're in my thoughts all day?
After I kiss the kids goodbye and grab my bag and coffee, your image follows after me like a temptress.
I'm going as a voyeur. I know that's what I am.
The days when I'm waiting for you and can hear the kids moving around upstairs, those are the days I feel guilty, but those are few and far between.
For the most part…
I love it.
*()*()*
I got caught yesterday.
I had no idea my mother-in-law was coming over early to pick up Gracie for dance class.
It was awful.
At least my cock was still in my pants.
She asked about the faded paint under the window.
What was I supposed to say?
It's no longer maroon, but now light pink because I washed my jizz off so many times?
Yeah, I don't see that going over so well.
*()*()*
The weeks go by and suddenly I see them, the first snowflakes of the season.
I have a sinking feeling you aren't going to trust yourself running when it snows.
I have seen you falter sometimes, tripping over your own feet.
There isn't anything in your way sweetness, you're just plain clumsy.
I love watching you get all embarrassed, looking around to make sure no one saw you trip over that curb, but I worry you might really hurt yourself. What if you trip and there's no one around to help you?
Shit, now I've gotten myself all worried.
Will this be the last time I see you until spring
There is no way I'll be able to wait that long.
*()*()*
I shouldn't be doing this, but I'm in the car and I'm following you.
The snow is bad and I'm worried.
The rest of your route is a mystery to me. There are so many roads you could take, so many places you could fall and get hurt. And if you were injured so badly you couldn't run, you couldn't have that blessed time to yourself every morning. You would no doubt go crazy. Not to mention what it would do to me and my poor cock.
The kids stayed over at my parents last night and I don't have to be at work until noon.
Is this wrong?
Fuck yeah it is, but I can't help it.
SO...remember the summary of the story? A love story told forward and backward.
TRUST ME!
I've only ever done one story that didn't end with a HEA...and it ain't this one.