I picked up the phone hesitantly. My heart was beating so fast I couldn’t breathe, I thought I was about to have a heart attack, but I mustn’t give away my emotions to him even though they were humming about inside me like a rouge swarm of bees, trying to escape through every pore. An excited smile found its way to my wrinkly face, feeling strange, so contrasting to all the scowling I’d been doing all day. My voice crackled over the line with a happy curiosity “hello? “
I couldn’t look desperate
I don’t want him to think of me as some common old bag who couldn’t get laid
I was HIS old bag
I can’t jeopardise this
it’s all I’ve got left
“Babe! I’ve wanted to call every night since Wednesday but, my wife… she’s getting curious. I’ve missed you more than anything! You are the Yoast to my Boone, the Gerry to my Bertier, you are my life.” His words flowed through the phone like a rushing stream that lead directly to my heart, which was now soaked in his compliments, kept afloat by the reassurance of his devotion.
“I’ve missed you every second we’ve been apart! You have more sexy than a well written paragraph , I just can’t stop thinking about you…”
I blurted before my good judgement could stop me.
“… I wish Wednesday could happen every day, I wish I could cares you the way I cares the pages of a good book; I wish none of this had to be a secret.
Once I had started it just kept going, but my heart wasn’t what it once was so I had to stop before I had a stroke, just in time to hear what he thought of the way I felt. I may have just broken what we had. What if he decided he didn’t need me anymore? What if his wife was more important to him than me?
“I love you” he replied in his irresistible hunky voice, which made my panties wetter than an evening episode of coronation street . “I’ve been waiting for you to tell me how you feel, I’m exactly the same. I want to spend the rest of my life with you Mrs Sanson. I want to come over, take you away, we can go rent a movie, maybe revenge of the titans? And then we are going to analyse it…. in depth so much depth.
There won’t be onomatopoeias invented for the sounds you make I will take you places you’ve never been before and you won’t even have to leave the room. ”
I softly muttered “take me ” before swooning and collapsing on the floor in a mixture of arousal and cardiac arrest
