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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.

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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!

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Meet #22 Vacation Part 1

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Kris invited me to go with him to Cape Cod and Martha’s Vineyard!  I haven’t been away for more than one night in years. This is so exciting!

The plan was to find a hotel near Providence (much cheaper than on Cape) and go down Saturday night so we could get up on Sunday and drive out to Orleans to go boating, the drive back late. Monday would be our Martha’s Vineyard day, driving home late at night.

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from: Kris
to: Sassy
date: Sat, July 5, 2014 at 8:42 AM
subject: Wet

Good Morning Sassy!

If “Judy and Marge” can do it…so can you. WHAT?!??? You don’t know who “Judy and Marge” are???? I’m shocked!!! A cultured, educated, sophisticated hot babe like you! Google “Judy and Marge” by Lowell Herrero.

Also, go to Herrero’s site to see the awesome other “sensual” work he’s done–mostly of nature and big people (bigger than you or Hubby) farming the land (he’s from CA) or just living every day life.

You need to be willing to get wet (no, not that kind–besides that!)—-at least up to your waist in the ocean someplace. So bring something you could go in the water in. I don’t care what you look like in whatever you wear. I want you to “experience new things” with me—DIFFERENT—-we can play in the water together!!!!! I’ll even let you grab my cock and grope me if you go into the water with me.

Alfalfa

P.S.–Working toward being “fashionable not too late”….. Mwah!

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Kris called at 4 pm Saturday to tell to me he was on his way down from NH! I had been hoping to see him since 2 pm… but knew he had a lot to do to prep to be away. He showed up about 5:15 pm. I was antsy, so I went downstairs and talked with a neighbor and her dog outside. He rolled up in front of the house with the little white truck and the boat. He stowed my stuff and we took off South down Rte 93 to I-95. I wore my new navy blue polo shirt and shorts. Very summery!

We decided to have dinner at Olive Garden at Patriot Place in Foxboro.  It’s at the far end of the parking lot for the stadium where the Patriots play football.  I’d never seen the stadium and the stores around it. It is HUGE!

He is so good to indulge my cravings! It wasn’t crowded at all!  I had the sausage soup and a little salad, a couple of breadsticks, then the spaghetti with meat sauce and sausages. He tried their salad and the eggplant parmesan with spaghetti. He finished up with a cup of coffee. He told me the latest on his wife, and his meeting with their pastor. She is texting him invective all day long. The pastor was very friendly and helpful, wanted lots of details about his new motorcycle in an envious way! The pastor offered ideas on how he could reconcile with his wife in time, and held out great hopes for their meeting with her.

We motored on to the Red Roof Inn in Mansfield, an inexpensive place to stay where we can drive to Cape Cod in the morning. We unpacked and piled into the bed to play with toys! I couldn’t do anything with my mouth due to an impending cold sore, so Kris was creative with the silver bullet, making me cum hard while he pressed it against my clit and rolled it back and forth. He even talked more! Then he pressed the toy up inside me!  He followed it with his cock so we both got the benefit of the vibration while he was inside me using his favorite under/beside me up from underneath sex. He held me tight and came hard. I dozed off satisfied and happy about 1 am.

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Meet #21 Part 2 The elevator

Thursday July 3, 2014 
Kris was sleeping on my couch.  I had given him my alarm, so he slipped in to wake me up at 7 am.  He had decided to take the day off sick, so he was not in a hurry to leave as we’d thought he would be.  
I did my morning routine, then sat in the recliner listening to him panic about reality setting in.  I had messed up my meds so my head was fuzzy. 
We left together – Kris, Hubby and me.  We ran into a neighbor in the elevator.  We all chatted along and ended up introducing Kris to him.  The neighbor asked if he was the one with motorcycle in our parking space, as we don’t seem like the type.  We laughed over that.  Hubby, Kris and I exchanged glances over the surrealism of all this. 
I gave Kris a quick hug at my parking space, and headed off with Hubby to my car parked on the street and drove off to work.
He told me later that our building maintenance man waylaid him for 20 minutes talking about motorcycles, including taking him back to his office to look at a slideshow on his computer of his trip to some big bike event in South Dakota!  Ha!  
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Meet #21 Gmail Set-up

Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Kris told me he’d arrive about 9 pm, so I went out for a wonderful Chinese dinner at Shanghai Gate with Hubby and sat in the car for a few minutes while he checked in on his current project.  Kris pinged me to tell me he could get out of work early, so he would be down soon!  That’s a first!  He agreed to hang out across the street until I arrived. 
I got home at 8 pm and sat on the stone near the garage waiting for him to cruise over on his Harley.  He managed to ditch it right in front of the garage door.  Oops!  I helped him get it vertical again.  He was impressed that I had the strength to do that.  It wasn’t that tough with two of us.  He parked in my space and got his stuff out of the pouches.  I helped by carrying his laptop.  He was wearing a ponytail for the first time.  More of pig tail at this point, but having his hair slicked back makes him look very different!
We went upstairs and relaxed on the sofa.  I feel a cold sore coming on, so I couldn’t do anything with my mouth, and that seemed to make him want to do nothing sexy.  So he put his head in my lap and we talked and I stroked his head.  He is so mixed up about what is happening and what he wants to do.  I listen and nod, ask questions.  I’m so glad he has me to talk it out with. 
Around midnight we got to work setting up new channels to communicate.  I showed him how to message through Facebook but he didn’t like that, worried that people could see when he was on.  I showed him how to turn off chat, but he didn’t like it.  So we set up a gmail account for him.  It took him forever to think of a user name, but after that it rolled along easily.  
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from: Sassy
to: Kris (on gmail) 
date: Thu, July 3, 2014 at 12:44 AM
subject: Connection
Here we go…
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from: Kris (on gmail) 
to: Sassy
date: Thu, July 3, 2014 at 12:44 AM
subject: re: Connection
Whohoo!
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from: Sassy
to: Kris
date: Thu, July 3, 2014 at 12:55 AM
subject: Establishing this chat 
Here’s an email to see if we can make the chat work
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He needed an icon photo but didn’t have any good recent photos of himself, so I dug back through my albums of our trips and found a great one of him smiling while steering his boat. 
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from: Sassy
to: Kris
date: Thu, July 3, 2014 at 12:55 AM
subject: Boater
Here’s a fantastic photo. 
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I showed him how to use Google Talk to chat, and connected him to my gmail.  We turned off chat history so he won’t have to worry about deleting.  
We had our first Google Talk! 
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Thursday, July 3, 2014 12:55 AM
Kris Hi
Sassy Hello! Now it’s bigger!
Kris ok….now it’s bigger
so it’s here again
why talk to someone in the same room when you can type to them
Sassy So true!
Kris say something….you can talk when we’re not having sex you know
Sassy 🙂
Kris testing to hear ding
Sassy We are chatting?
Hubba
Kris why
Sassy Because your photo is so hot!
Kris okee dokee
Sassy Good night dear man
Kris good night….this is ridiculous!
Sassy Mwah!
Kris Mwah!….Now I’ll get a cold sore
Sassy No… we’re doing this so you won’t.
Think of my mouth between your legs
Kris omg
Sassy Licking
Kris stop it….i like it
Sassy Sucking. Mmm
Kris omg….you’re hopeless
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He said he had to leave at 7 am to get to work.  I asked him to wake me before he left.

I was falling asleep, so I tucked him in on the sofa and crawled into bed at 1:30 am.  
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Reading the letter

Sunday, June 29, 2014
I woke up about 8 am and went out to greet Kris.  He was re-potting a plant on my balcony!  
I thought he had to leave at about 8 am to get to church but he decided it was better not to go.  He did want to get home to find out what was in his mailbox.  I was amazed he had held off so far. 
I made breakfast – ham and eggs over-easy on cheese toast with half an English muffin with raspberry jam and grapes and OJ.  We ate and planned the day.  
We decided we’d go up to NH – he’d drop me at a Panera and go to his house to get the letter, then we’d go up to Lake Winnipesaukee for dinner.  He questioned whether I wanted to go… said he might not be any fun, couldn’t stop from talking out whatever was in the letter.  I considered it carefully, but it’s not often I get a front row seat to such crucial moments in a man’s life, and I didn’t want him to be alone on such a tough day. 
I showered and dressed, grabbed my hat and we left around 12:45 pm. He dropped me at the Panera. They have good food and free wifi.  I ate lemon chicken orzo soup and half a ham & cheese sandwich washed down with an iced green tea.  I thought he’d be gone about 30 minutes but it got to be much longer.  At the hour point when I began to think something really bad had happened, he texted saying he’d be there soon.  
A chat pal texted me and helped me pass the time.  It’s so wonderful to have a bunch of folks I can call on to distract me. 
Kris popped in to the restaurant and told me the letter was 4 pages hand-written and angry.  He said she was moving far away for the summer, filing for a legal separation and wanted no contact with him.  He said he had a lot of hard thinking to do, but he didn’t want to start now.  He wanted to go out for dinner, if I could deal with him talking too much about it.  We both didn’t want to waste a beautiful summer evening, so we headed north to Lake Winnipesaukee.  
He said he had only skimmed the letter, and wondered if I would read it aloud to him as he drove.  I asked him if he really wanted me to see it.  He asked if I wanted to.  I said I did, and if I’m going to help, I should know what was said.  He also pointed out it would reassure me that this is all about him – there is no mention of me.  I read it out.  I was surprised she is going so far away physically and legally without ever talking to him.  And that she’s so angry about the motorcycle rather than his affair.  And that she quit her job over this.  And tossing away all the good years with this one episode. And throwing religion in his face. And saying odd things like “Half of everything is mine.  Do not destroy my stuff.”  WTF?  But it is good to know where she stands.  It hit him hard.  
I texted my chat pal back with a brief summary of the letter, thanked him again for hanging with me.  And I told Philip.  They were very kind to listen to me through all this.  
He took me to my favorite lakeside restaurant – the Town Docks in Meredith.  We found parking three cars from the restaurant – quite a feat at the height of the summer season.  We walked right in and got a table in the shade on the second floor about 5 pm. I had their deliciously thick clam chowder, a bite of his caesar salad, then we shared the fried fisherman’s platter with calamari, scallops, clams and fish with fries.  It was much better than Woodman’s!  We looked at the lake and the people around us, listened to live music from the beach bar, and he mostly stayed in the moment.  
He talked about three options:
  1. take her at her word, separate and divorce and start a new life.  That will be expensive and painful.  
  2. buckle down to do all the right things to win her back: cut his hair, sell the motorcycle, do lots of church work, cut off contact with me, hang out with friends and family who will report back to her that he is doing good works.  He wonders if any of that will change her mind, or is worth the effort.
  3. look like he’s buckling down but learn better ways to hide his activities and carry on.  He doesn’t know if he can lead that double life. 
He talked about having his fun for the summer and then being good.  Heh.  That doesn’t seem viable.
Each option has pros and cons, and is hard in different ways.  I pointed out how special it is that he gets to choose.  He argued with me a bit, said everyone can makes choices.  I said that many men don’t feel that way, and never reach a moment where they’re required or allowed to do it.  He is very torn, as so many men are, about doing what makes him feel alive and young, such as the motorcycle and seeing me, or doing what is best for his wife and family.  He doesn’t know who he is anymore, or who he wants to be.  He feels like two people in one body.  I certainly know what that feels like!  
I’m very glad he doesn’t ask me what he should do.  I don’t know what to tell him.  
We finished dinner about 6 pm.  I paid this time.  We strolled off down the boardwalk.  We took a seat on a stone bench near the boat launch and watched the parade of boats in and out of the lake.  We saw a car boat with the license plate H20CAR.  Hee!  It was such a treat to just sit and people watch and boat watch and relax.  I realized how rare a thing that is for me!  
Philip called!  Kris went to the bathroom while we talked.  He has been right where Kris is, when he left to live with Beach Gal for 6 months, and talked to many of the military men around him with marital troubles.  I was touched that he called and gave some advice and best wishes!  
We noticed the time about 8:30 pm and decided to head back to his house for some alone time.  I was leery to go back there, but he convinced me it was completely low risk now.  We could only stay there about an hour, so I took the risk.  I desperately want to hug him and use my physical skills to soothe him. 
So we got to his place about 9:45 pm.  The kitty talked to me!  She usually hides the entire time I’m there.  She must be really lonely.  
We settled in his bed and cuddled and talked.  He made me cum with his finger.  He was not able to get hard… completely understandable.  I made him stop trying at 11 pm and we were dressing when his phone rang.  He dashed downstairs and I could hear shouting.  Ugh.  I finished dressing, packed up my stuff and went downstairs.  
He was talking to his daughter..  I thought he was handling it well except for his volume.  I am so unused to people shouting at each other, but he said it’s what they all do.  He was getting across the basics very clearly:
  • He loves his wife
  • He wants to talk with her with their minister to begin the reconciliation process
  • He is sorry
  • He will tell her the truth.  He is NOT going to discuss it with his family before he talks to her. 
  • Divorce will not be a good option for either of them. 
I hope his daughter can get through to his wife. 
She wanted to go on about how this hurt her and he apologized, but said it is between him and his wife first and he needs to deal with that and then the family.  She was giving him a heaping of shame, so he pointed out that when she came to him unwed and pregnant he treated her with kindness and grace and love, and hoped for some of that from her now.  Wow.    
He did get her to confirm that his son hacked into his email.  It is not clear what he did with that info, as his wife didn’t mention it.  He explained the financial stresses he faces right now that have to be dealt with right away and are pressing him to make decisions fast. 
It got to be after midnight, so he finally hung up and took me home.  He vented about the conversation then was quiet for a long time.  I stroked his knee, trying to pour my strength into him.  He would pat my hand and say, “that feels good” now and then.  We sang along with songs on the radio.  He got a text from his wife asking if he paid the mortgage and the phone bill and whether he was ever going home.  He was puzzled, as she never concerns herself with their finances, and how would she know if he wasn’t home?  This was a little shocking as it could mean she was still around there or had people watching the house.  Where I just was.  Eep.  
We pulled up at my place at 1 am.  We talked about how to correspond now.  He doesn’t want to text or use his Yahoo email anymore.  We talked of a mischief phone.  I said I could research that for him.  He puzzled over whether he could use his work cellphone or landline or a new Yahoo email address and we decided that is a bad idea.  I suggested a gmail account, which has “no history” chat.  He said he would set one up.  I offered to help. 
I am conflicted about whether or not to keep corresponding.  He has to decide.  I don’t want him to be alone.  But if he needs to stop, he should tell me and go.  I don’t think I will be torn up, just sad and miss having someone.  And I hate to think of starting again.  I do think in retrospect Kris will turn out to be the best AM man I have been with or ever will be.  But I am oddly unemotional about it.  And I have told him not to worry about hurting me or factoring in my needs.  He is at a huge turning point in his life and I am not.
I worried about him driving home so late so I offered to let him sleep on the couch again.  He declined, said he was wired and needed to wake up at home and get going on his day right away.  I was so tired I could not think anymore, so I sent him on his way with a quick kiss at 1:15 am.
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Meet #19 Two O’s

Saturday, June 28, 2014
Me: Hiya hot stuff! Leaving Mom’s. Eta 3:15 pm. You headed my way? 2:42 PM
Kris: water cocks… I mean phlox. I’m bringing u a bigger flower pot with heavier soil (from the sacred ground of my veggie garden) so water will be in soil longer. poor little cocks. I mean phlox…dying of thirst…all alone and neglected. don’t worry little cocks…I mean phlox…Uncle Kris will try to save u from mean Sassy…who’s too busy with sex to even give u a little drink now and then. but dont worry little cocks…I mean phlox. 2:42 PM
Me: You are a strange and wonderful man 2:43 PM
Kris: there’s that “strange” again. don’t understand. 😉 2:45 PM
Kris: home. doing laundry. WATERING PLANTS. will text when I leave here with eta there 2:46 PM
Me: Okay. 🙂 2:47 PM
Me: I’m home. Took my niece for frozen yogurt! 4:11 PM
Kris: fun! leaving home now. eta 5:30. will be late now by time done work. still want me to come? 4:14 PM
Me: Yes! Stay again if you like? 4:21 PM
Kris: you sure? please make sure it’s ok with Hubby. tell him I wanted u to check 4:24 PM
Me: He says, “Sure!” 🙂 4:24 PM
Kris: k…will stay but have to leave by 8 to go to church. I will b “questioned” about it…..need to “show” 4:28 PM
Me: Hubby’s gone! Where are you? 6:20 PM
Kris: eta 6:45 6:25 PM
Kris: 5 min away 6:40 PM
Kris: here! 6:45 PM
Me: Holding the door open – roll on in! 6:45 PM

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Part 1
I woke up about 7 am and went out to the living room.  Kris was still here!  He was reading the Bible.  We talked seriously about scripture and its historical underpinning.  Whee.  How do I end up with these religious men?!  Good thing my minister’s daughter upbringing lets me keep up. He seemed much calmer this morning.  
I made him breakfast.  Yes, I actually cooked!  Ham & cheese omelets, English muffins with raspberry jam, OJ.  He was impressed.  I have this feeling he won’t eat when he’s alone so I want to make sure he has one good meal!  
He continued his work to pare down his expenses, being on the phone with Verizon for eons to cut off his son’s phone and get rid of other extras.  He got a message from his mother – she can’t lend him more money right now. His panic ratcheted up again.  He called her back. I went into the bedroom to give him some privacy. He found me there when he finished his call.  He said he got lots of support but no money.
We had a nice cuddle in my bed before he had to leave.  I thought he was going to leave without doing anything, then he leaned over me sucking on my left breast and fingering me to two orgasms!  That’s a first! 
He said he had a lot of work to do today.  I invited him to grab his computer from home and return to work here, to hang out while Hubby goes off to a project meeting tonight.  I wonder if he will come back? I know he hates being all alone in their big house.  
I walked him to the garage and saw him out on his motorcycle, then headed to my Mom’s to take my niece and her to lunch.  
Part 2
Kris returned at 6:45 pm!  He had to buckle down and do work, so he set up on my living room coffee table where I could see him from my desk.  His laptop computer was acting up, which made it tense.  I downloaded and installed his remote access software on my laptop so he could use my computer if necessary, but right after I did that his computer behaved.  Ha!  I made myself supper – two hots dogs and chips.  
He got a text from his wife – “check the mailbox.”  That made him a bit crazy.  I thought he might take off right away for home but he had to finish his work to get paid and he needs the money, so he continued, stopping now and then to look at me and smile, then ask for help concentrating. 
He finished his work around midnight.  We went into my bedroom and cuddled a while.  He made me cum with his finger!  I’ve figured out a way to think very sexy thoughts about some p0rn video or other scenario that puts me over the edge when I’m close.  It feels slightly traitorous to “leave the scene” in my mind and get inspiration elsewhere, but whatever works!  I rolled onto my stomach.  He pulled my ass up and went in doggie style and came pretty quickly.  Hooray!  Orgasms for both of us!
I sense a certain desperation – trying to get the most out of every moment together.  Neither of us knows when the last time will be.
I tucked him back in on the sofa about 1:30 am.   I watched him for awhile.  It is so tough to leave him there to sleep on his own and go to my bed to sleep with the man who won’t touch me.  *sigh 
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Meet #18 Ramp up meets?

Friday, June 27. 2014
Kris:  I did get home easily. up early…reality 5:01 AM
Kris:  ….meant to say…reality is hitting and it’s scary. 5:04 AM
Me: Good morning! Mwah! 7:15 AM
Kris:  Not so good here…but your sunny greeting cheers me on through hard time. 7:39 AM
Me: Have you told her you love her? 7:44 AM
Kris:  Yes…she just contacted me. She is not willing to meet alone…wants to meet with senior pastor of church we attend. 8:07 AM
Me: That seem okay to you? 8:08 AM
Me: Not a lawyer! 8:08 AM
Kris:  Yes…much better than a lawyer. The pastor is a very savvy, compassionate, strong leader of one of the largest churches in NH. He knows me well (or used to…before I “strayed”). This is serious “crunch time” for me…in terms of “telling the truth.”. Strangely…there’s now more risk in lying than coming clean. which could effect you and me…(more in next text) 8:18 AM
Kris:  Telling the truth is risky but getting caught in a lie at this point would be much worse. and lying takes a toll after a while. anyone in the EMR world who won’t admit it is kidding themselves. you don’t have to lie, so at least that’s one less stressor for you. (more > 8:24 AM
Kris:  But I want to repeat loud and clear – under no circumstances will I be willing to disclose who you are. it’s totally irrelevant to issue between me and my W. I promise u will be safe. 8:26 AM
Kris:  as far as “us,” don’t know, but there will be no “silence” if we have to end. 8:28 AM
Kris:  unless we’re having sex – then there will be silence (with loud groaning when I cum). 8:31 AM
Me: Thank you very much. I understand. I appreciate you saying. I want what’s best for you. Focus on her. 8:31 AM
Me: Ha! You are too funny! 8:31 AM
Kris:  COME ON NOW…THAT HAS TO MAKE YOU LAUGH! 8:32 AM
Me: Hubby said, “You two looked so cute cuddling on the sofa.” 🙂 8:32 AM
Kris:  It was extremely comforting. like it as much as u seem to like sex (if that’s possible. 😉 8:34 AM
Kris:  If I come clean with W, think she might agree to let me visit u just for cuddling on the sofa? 8:58 AM
Kris:  …maybe not. Incorrigible Alfalfa 8:58 AM
Kris:  plus we never seem to “just cuddle”…can’t seem to keep our hands to ourselves no matter WHERE we are…street, parking garage, restaurant, hotel room, your bed, your kitchen, your SOFA, my bed, my house, boat, trucks, cars… and your “lusty humming in pleasure” is unforgettable.  whatever happens… 9:08 AM
Me: All we did was cuddle. You are much too nervous about std’s for much more. 9:11 AM
Kris:  Ha Ha! 9:12 AM
Kris:  Maybe we should ramp up meets?  last fling if I’m forced to stop? before I decide if I have to come clean with W. never got the promised “bj/toy on my cock/something in my ass combo” (they should put that combo on 99 Restaurant menu–might be a hit!) 9:22 AM
Me: Oh my. I’m game! 9:45 AM
Kris:  Why am I not surprised? 9:55 AM
Me: You have taught me to say Yes and puzzle out the details later. Not to be afraid. Not to require everything figured out before I affirm… to trust and it will be fun! 10:14 AM
Kris:  I taught u that!? Not fishing but curious…how? (did I teach u that)? 10:36 AM
Me: Lots of ways… fisher. Consideration – getting to know me so your plan kept my likes in mind, Care in every detail, coming up with fun plans that kept me safe and happy, pushing me but monitoring so it was at a pace I could take, making me feel pampered… trust. 10:52 AM
Me: I’d better stop with that… crying at the prospect of ending. Not going there and messing things up until we have to! We’re all about FUN! 10:54 AM
Kris:  She called me a fisher! (Oops!…on to me!). Don’t stop there! Reeling in one compliment after another…thanks! You’re sweet…it’s ok to cry but we still have some fun to do, so “one day at a time”. Cross that bridge when we come to it (or is it cum before we cross it–I get confused.
😉 11:31 AM
Me: How’s your day going? I get out at 4. Can’t wait! 3:13 PM
Kris:  Ok. canceling all medical, dental, and life insurance policies to reduce deductions from pay and increase cash flow. 3:46 PM
Me: Please don’t! 3:47 PM
Me: Are you sure wife quit work? 3:48 PM
Kris:  Cashing in 401K because I’m 63 and can! Advantages to being in my “dotage.” 3:49 PM
Me: When do you meet with her? 3:49 PM
Me: Wanna play? 3:50 PM
Kris:  Don’t know but she’s not helping so forced to. 3:50 PM
Me: Wait until you know! 3:51 PM
Kris:  She’s making apt with pastor. dont know. 3:51 PM
Kris:  Sure…when? 3:52 PM
Me: Now? 3:53 PM
Kris:  Can’t right now. later tonight! 4:00 PM
Me: Okey doke. 4:01 PM
Kris:  Where will we be? H? Don’t know if I can keep up with your hot mama sex drive…being in my dotage and all. On my way to mom’s. eta your place 8. 5:13 PM
Me: Awesome! Repeat last night? Sofa? Bed? Toys on you and lubed finger in you? 5:17 PM
Kris:  Omg…I don’t know if I can keep up! H ok with it…really? I don’t mean cuz of sex, just “in his space” in general. 5:25 PM
Me: Sofa is fine. You started fingering my slit! He’s fine – glad to see me happy. He’s mired in prepping for a show, doing exactly what he would be doing anyway. 5:27 PM
Kris:  Watcha mean I started fingering your slit? 5:38 PM
Me: I was sitting there on the sofa, stroking your hair, when suddenly there was a hand down my pants! 6:06 PM
Kris:  Oh. THAT. I was hoping you were practicing playin 7:27 PM
Me: You heading my way? Let me know when you’re close so I can move my car. 7:29 PM
Kris:  delay…unbelievable family SHIT happening….tell u when I get there….eta 8:30 (should be right with rush hour past). 7:35 PM
Me: Big Hugs waiting for you here. 7:40 PM
Kris:  here! 8:59 PM
Me: Be right down! 9:00 PM
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Friday June 27, 2014
Kris heard from his wife.  She texted to say she wants to meet him with their minister.  This seems like a good sign to me.  Better than a lawyer!  He is thinking he has to confess. Ugh.  And stop seeing me.  Double ugh! He promises to protect my identity.  *sigh  I think I am about to witness the 17th way an AM deal can go bad.  Bleh. 
He knows he is going to have to stop seeing me soon.  So he wants to see me a lot until that happens.  Yay?  Can’t decide how I feel – all mixed up.  He has been very good to me… sex is finally getting good.  I don’t want to start again.  But… I can’t have another day like Sunday.  I don’t want to help him mess up his entire life. And I don’t think I’ll miss him, just… having someone.  Then I think of never seeing him again and I cry. 
Our first for tonight was… not doing anything sexy. Kris showed up about 9 pm.  He’d been with his mother asking for money.  She told him his son hacked his Yahoo account, told Kris’ wife, children and mother he’s having an affair.  *sigh  So now he knows he will have to tell the truth, and stop seeing me.  He talked and talked about the wonderful things he has learned and how fantastic it has felt to stretch his wings on the road and in my bed.  Then he talked about the betrayal by his son.  Thanksgiving should be interesting at their house! 
He had the munchies.  He ate the remains of some onion rings I had disdained. Then he ate a bowl of cereal. And another bowl of cereal. And a banana.  And a lot of coffee!
He fell asleep on our couch at midnight.  I covered him with a blanket and left him there.  I crawled into bed with Hubby.  I tried to convince him to sleep on the sofa so I could cuddle with Kris, but he was already ensconced and dozed off.  
I worried that I wouldn’t sleep, having Kris so close but untouchable… but I dozed off too! 
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Meet #17 Sit on my face

Thursday, June 26, 2014
Me: Good morning! Thinking of you. I want to write a lot but I’m thinking it’s safer if I go to back to response mode. Hugs! 10:02 AM
Kris: You can write as much as you want. Email if you want to say more. I’m deleting everything immediately. W not around to check anyhow. Silence is deafening over here. Calm before a BIG storm, can feel it, smell it in the air. know W – this time it’s going to be bad. in survival mode…cutting services….maybe even dropping all benefits including health insurance. need cash for basic survival – housing, food, bills. thanks for not running 10:12 AM
Me: Hiya sugar lips. Crazy day but I am DONE with performance reviews! Whee! I am in your corner. Praying with my fingers crossed that it is too bad. You are smart and strong and you will survive and thrive! 4:24 PM
Kris: Not feeling so smart…but glad u r in my corner. 🙂 4:29 PM
Me: Heading home. Taking a moment to smile in your direction. Not much but something! I wish I could pat your leg… pour my strength into you. 5:03 PM
Kris: U r sweet. these messages encourage me. in spite of her shortcomings the thought of my wife actually leaving me is terrifying at moments. surviving. glad to have a friend in u (and more… 😉 5:12 PM
Me: Where are you? 5:13 PM
Kris: Just got out of work….why? 6:05 PM
Me: Just wondering. I want to hug you. Probably a dumb idea… just know that I do. 6:06 PM
Kris: I could use a hug and don’t have anything better to do. but where would we meet? don’t know I’d be much good to u (even less spectacular than usual–sorry, worth the quarter)…but if there was a place to get a little tlckle from u….why not? 6:14 PM
Me: Hmmm… Revere Beach near Kelly’s Roast Beef? Or there’s a park in along the Mystic River near Margarita’s at Wellington Circle. Or somewhere you like? 6:27 PM
Me: You can come here if you like. Hubby is here but working in his studio and says it’s fine if we go hang out or go in the bedroom and hug or whatever. 6:30 PM
Kris: Knew you were plotting…been on my way while u thought. brain’s mush. give me a physical address to put in gps. got a sweat shirt a skinny Santa can borrow? 6:32 PM
Me: Come to my place. [address]. I can move my car and get you into the garage. Let me know when you’re close. 6:34 PM
Kris: Eta 6:50-7:00 6:37 PM
Kris: Btw…that address I have in Favorites in gps. 😉 6:48 PM
Kris: No need to hide it now 6:48 PM
Me: Headed to move my car. 6:49 PM
Kris7: 10 min 6:51 PM
Kris: Once in city gps eta always wrong. 7:10 now 7:03 PM
Me: No worries 7:04 PM
Me: I’m sitting outside by the garage enjoying the cool air 7:04 PM
Kris: 🙂 7:08 PM
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Kris still had not heard from his wife or his children.  He said it was the quiet before the big storm. He expects to get a letter from a lawyer or served with divorce papers by a constable.  He is panicking financially… he was depending on his wife’s summer earnings and it appears she has quit.  He was talking about turning off all his deductions at work, including health care.  I begged him not to!  
I wanted to hug him so badly!  I know it’s a bad idea, but I invited him down to my place.  This was a first for me, having him here while Hubby was home!  Hubby was fine with it – he was working in his office and not paying any attention, as usual.
Kris arrived around 7 pm.  I met him in the garage as usual and gave him a big hug.  We took the elevator up, holding hands.  He said Hi to Hubby as he entered my place, thanked him for letting him visit.  
He said he was not feeling frisky.  We sat just on the sofa and cuddled.  I sat up this time and he put his head in my lap.  I rubbed his head and listened to him worry aloud.  I hope it helped him to talk.  It felt so comfortable.  
After awhile he started squeezing my chest and putting his hand down my pants!  I told him we should shift into the bedroom.  We cuddled in there for awhile.  Then he snuck out to grab my toys.  We played with the tiny rabbit and the silver bullet.  I came hard and he said he could feel it this time!  
I hoped if he could cum it would take his mind off things for a little while. I wanted him in my mouth, so I talked him into “sitting on my face” which is actually me flat on my back with him kneeling on either side of my head, his hands on the bed bookshelf.  I can look up his chest into his eyes – very sexy position!  A first for me!  He came pretty quickly.  Yum. 
There was an added urgency to everything we did, not knowing if we will see each other again.  
I tried not to think about it, not mess up now because of what might or might not happen in the future.  
He didn’t have to work tomorrow, so he could stay late.  We cuddled a bit more, and I let him sleep for a few minutes.  He took off for home about 12:15 am.  

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Me: Thanks! Hope you got some safely! 1:08 AM
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Meet #16 WTF x 11

Sunday, June 22, 2014
Okay.  Well.  See… it started off well.  This is what the Chinese would call… “an interesting day.” 
A. The 4 am man
I was dreaming a very sweet sexy dream and some nice man was rubbing my breast above the nipple and I suddenly realized it was not a dream!  Kris was wedging himself under me, already  hard and ready to plunge inside me!  I glanced at the clock radio… 4:03 am.  Wow… he is really living his fantasy!  He slowly filled me, groping my breast and kissing my shoulder as he pumped in and out.  Mmm…. I enjoyed this way to wake up!  He came hard pretty quickly then drifted off to sleep again.  I watched him sleep.  He was smiling. 
A1. The wake-up BJ
I woke Kris up the right way with a Sassy blow job!  He said he’s usually not a morning sex person, because he is distracted about whatever he has to do that day and anxious to get going, but I managed to wake him up gently, touching him under the covers until he was conscious, then sucking him down my throat until he forgot to worry about what he had to do today.  He came hard!  
B. The boat 
He said the one danger point was about 10:45 am because his wife was leaving work to go to church and might swing by their house afterwards.  So we have to leave by 10:30 am.  He went out about 10 am to check on the boat.  It wouldn’t start!  WTF?  So he drove to church to get the jump cables out of his wife’s car.  But they weren’t there.  So he went to the neighbors to borrow theirs.  And got back at 10:40 am.  
C. The closet
Two minutes later, I was sitting in the dining room on my computer when he yelled, “GET TO THE CLOSET!”  WTF?
I grabbed all my stuff – computer, bag, hat, purse, and ran upstairs and squeezed myself into the back of the closet and shut the door.  I texted with a chat friend and tried not to sneeze. I also texted Philip, who was driving and laughing his ass off at me.  
D. The banshee
I listened to her scream at him for ten minutes solid.  WTF?  I know I am odd that Hubby and I don’t fight, but it was bizarre to hear her rail at him on and on… he’s got to sell that fucking motorcycle, why did he move the table on the porch, he has to get a haircut! If he lied to her about the motorcycle, what else is he capable of?  Is he drinking again?  Is he having an affair?  *sigh  
Luckily he led her outside to look at their garden after about 10 minutes, and she only stayed about 20 minutes.  He came up to the closet to tell me she was gone.  I half wanted to laugh and half cry.  
We talked quietly, waiting for the adrenaline rush to subside.  The worst moment came when he asked me if I was okay and I told him it was very hard to listen to her yell at him.  And he said… “Was she yelling?  I didn’t notice.”  *sigh  You know what that means?  It’s normal.  So routine that he doesn’t notice.  No wonder he finds me so different.  *sigh
He gave me a hand out of the closet and I gave him a big hug.  We headed out on our adventure. 
E. The propeller
So he drove the truck and the boat to the boat launch in Essex.  He unhooked it from the truck and… managed to gouge his head on the propeller!  A 4-inch scrape!  WTF?  
He borrowed band aids from another boat, and I made a bandage out of a paper towel and patched him up!  He said it didn’t hurt.  I worried about it getting infected.  He put his baseball cap over it and no one was the wiser. 
F. The trailer 
When he launched the boat into the river, the wooden runners that hold it on the trailer came off with it!  He wouldn’t be able to get the boat back out.  WTF? 
He chatted with a couple people along the docks, and ended up taking the trailed to the marina next door.  I sat in the boat at the dock, wondering if he’d be able to get help and how long it would take and whether this day was cursed!  Would we ever get away down river? 
He returned very quickly!  He said a guy at the marina stopped working on his boat, put on new runners and didn’t charge him!  He was back in 15 minutes! 
G. The beautiful water 
We had a marvelous five-hour adventure on the water!   We went down the Essex River, out into the ocean, along Wingaersheek Beach were I walked last week, down the Annisquam River and into Gloucester Harbor!  It is so wonderful to see places from the water side that I’ve been on land, ogle the boats and people and scenery… munch on grapes and sandwiches… and relax.  He takes such good care of me!  
Here are my 35 photos. Pop over to Google Plus to look. https://plus.google.com/u/0/photos/101174762249697322833/albums/6027979900927526257
Here’s my favorite: 
The Annisquam lighthouse you can see
 from Wingaersheek Beach, Gloucester MA
H. Dinner 
We got back just as the sun set.  He hauled the boat out, covered it and drove over to the famous Woodman’s seafood restaurant.  They invented fried clams.  There’s usually a big line but there were only about 6 people ahead of us to order from the counter.  We shared a clam chowder, clam cakes and a fisherman’s fried platter of shrimp, scallops, clams and fish with onion rings.  I was not impressed but it was okay.  He left the table for 10 minutes while I waited for the food, so his wife could scream at him on the phone.  He looked defeated when he returned, picked at the food.  I held his hand and he smiled. 
I. The chase
We drove back to his house and… his wife was there.  He parked about 100 feet past the driveway to figure out what to do.  Of course, at that moment, she drove out.  I ducked down.  He took off.  She followed us, honking her horn and flashing her lights.  She finally pulled up beside him and screamed for him to pullover.  He turned off onto the highway going 80 mph and she didn’t follow.  I have never wanted to be invisible so hard in my life.  WF?!
J. The refuge 
He dropped me off at an Applebee’s at 11 pm.  They’re open until midnight.  I sat texting a chat friend and Philip, pretending to eat a pasta dish, wondering what I’d do if Kris couldn’t get back to get me. I wondered what was going on at his house.  Would I ever see him again? 
The young male waiter was very kind to me, told me I could stay until 1 am while they cleaned and closed up if need be.  I ordered a tiny dessert parfait.  Chocolate is a comfort!  The waiter sat and talked to me for awhile.  I left him a big tip.  
At 11:55 pm, Kris texted that he was on his way!  
Kris: Coming to get you 11:55 PM
Me: Yay! 11:56 PM
Kris: Be there in 15 minutes…hang tight….might have to wait out front 12:00 AM
Me: They will let me sit here until 12:30ish, so no worries 12:01 AM
He appeared at 12:30 am.  I met him in the parking lot.  He got out to show me the back of the truck. 
K. The tailgate
Something had happened to the tailgate of the truck he had borrowed to tow the boat!  He couldn’t figure it out – it looked like a tree had fallen on the top – big gash and now the tailgate wouldn’t close.  WTF?!  
He was mystified.  I wondered if the boat had hit it.  Or his wife’s car.  He said he knows how to find parts at a junkyard and replace it.  Just one more WTF, bad luck moment. 
L. The locked gate
Kris brought my stuff from his house.  I confirmed that going home was the best idea if he could stay awake to drive.  We went to park the truck and get his car at the storage facility.  The 12-foot high entrance fence gate was malfunctioning, so he had to climb over it to open the gate.  WTF?!  By this point, I was hardly surprised. 
M. Heading home 
So we left NH at 1:05 am, got to my place at 2:10 am.  Whee!  He was quiet for awhile, then I made him laugh and he told me about his wife calling him to scream and telling her lies. I suggested he be very good for awhile – focus on her, be where he is supposed to be, do things to get on her good side.  I also suggested he clean up his electronic life – delete all my texts, ditch his AM account and Yahoo mischief email, clear his bookmarks.  
N. The stranger 
As we rode along, I got a series of odd texts on Sassy’s Google Voice number from a CA number, from someone named James.  I don’t know anyone in CA named James. I realized it was a stranger visiting Boston.  He said a guy in a bar gave him my number!  WTF?! WHO IS GIVING OUT SASSY’s Google voice number?!  He told me a first name that could be one of three AM men I’ve met.  Ugh. I wonder if he gave it to anyone else? Argh.  
Unknown: hey gurl 1:58 AM
Unknown: What time is it 1:59 AM
Me: Hiya. What’s up? 1:59 AM
Me: 2 am 1:59 AM
Unknown: heard good things. wanna meet up for a soda. 2:00 AM
Me: Good things? 2:01 AM
Unknown: you know it. that’s why I’m txtin! 2:02 AM
Unknown: how’s all this work. good friend referred me. 2:02 AM
Me: oh? 2:03 AM
Unknown: sassy girl right? 2:03 AM
Unknown: sorry it’s late. been up since 4AM yesterday 2:04 AM
Me: Who sent you? 2:05 AM
Unknown: Steven I think. I’ve had a bit, I town for work and was having drinks at cheers and the guy next to me gave me your # 2:08 AM
Unknown: older guy 2:08 AM
Unknown: local 2:08 AM
Me: Sadly I’m off the circuit these days but thanks for reaching out! Best of luck! 2:09 AM
Unknown: I’ll be at the commonwealth all week 2:10 AM
Unknown: ahh. okay, thank you. 2:10 AM
Unknown: Text me if things change 2:10 AM
Unknown: got another number for me? 2:20 AM
O. Hubby’s gf
I lugged my bags inside, set them on my desk and heard Hubby’s voice in the bedroom say, “You’re home?”  
“Yes…there was an episode with his wife so he brought me home,” I explained.    
“Well, my girlfriend is here. I should’ve told you she was coming over.”  
WTF?! 
“Oh!  So sorry… I should’ve told you I was on my way home.”  
I sank down into the chair at my desk and put my head in my hands.  There was some whispering, then he said he would take her home. I apologized to them both, and he apologized to me and… oh well!  Will this day never end?  I texted Kris. 
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Me: Just to top off this wild day – Hubby’s gf is here! 2:07 AM
Kris: Oops! 2:09 AM
Kris: Do u want to return to my house with me?  I’m not too far up the road…or had enough adventure for one day? 😉 2:13 AM
Me: Ha ha. Thanks but no. He took her home. 2:15 AM
Kris: Night! Mwah! 2:16 AM
Me: Oh – and those texts were from a businessman, a stranger, said some guy in a bar gave him my number. Eep! That’s new and scary! 2:16 AM
Kris: That IS strange! 2:22 AM
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P. Sleep 
I collapsed into bed at 3 am.  Hubby got back.  I thanked him, told him I’d explain tomorrow.
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So let’s recap the ELEVEN BIZARRE THINGS that happened today: 
  1. The boat wouldn’t start
  2. Hiding in a closet 
  3. Listening to his wife scream at him 
  4. He gashed his head on a propeller 
  5. His boat trailer broke 
  6. A high speed chase with his wife which may signal the end of us
  7. Having to hang out at a restaurant alone, an hour from home, after it closed 
  8. The borrowed truck getting crunched
  9. The locked gate
  10. Strange texts because some guy gave out my phone number
  11. Hubby’s gf at our place
My list goes to 11!  HA!  Move over David Letterman… I’m into Spinal Tap territory!

I can’t believe all that happened on the same day.  That is the most bizarre part.  WTF? Any ONE of these would’ve made for a strange day but no… ELEVEN!  ELEVEN?  Yes… ELEVEN BIZARRE THINGS!!!!!!!!!!

And yet… we bounced back.  We soldiered on.  We had a lovely sexy time waking up and a fantastic time on the water in his boat and I got to try a new restaurant.  And… wow.  Just… wow.  There were some beautiful memories mixed with the horrific ones.   
Please don’t let me ever have another bizarre day like this one!