Thursday

I put my sheets in the wash this morning determined that this will be the last time that happens to me. I found a sports bra and put on one of Ian's church shirts, knowing it should be big enough to fit my heavy chest now with out looking too outlandish. Plus it is long enough that I can still have my leggings on and it isn't going to show anything. I turned my phone off and worked on cleaning the house again, admiring Ian's scent on his shirt, missing him, realizing it's been almost a week since I've actually seen him.

I packed up a picnic basket just like we used to during the summers in high school. I put it in the car and drove down to the church, hoping that a surprise picnic lunch may be just what we need right now. I drove into the parking lot of a small church and noticed a Volkswagen bug I hadn't seen before. I thought nothing of it as I went down the stairs to the pastor's office. I heard a door close swiftly, as I made it to the bottom of the stairs and saw a young woman setting at a new desk in front of the office.

She had to have been 18 or barely 19. She introduced herself as Veronica, her red lipstick lips opening wide for a perfectly white smile. She was showing a bit too much cleavage for someone in a church if you ask me, and I believe she had on nylon stockings up to her skirt. I tried to remain focused on what I came in for and not who this young busty secretary was. I asked her if Ian was available and she nodded quickly and made her breasts bounce, needs more supports for those I guess, and then I went in.

Ian looked surprised that I had dropped by, but I could tell he had already ate. The room smelled of pizza... and something familiar that I couldn't place. He apologized for working such long hours and said we needed a date night together. He reached for his calendar when his phone rang and Veronica was on the other line telling him about a meeting he needed to join. I was a little surprised, a small church like ours having Teams meetings? With who I wondered, but at that point I just left the basket at Veronica's desk and went back home. Defeated again, frustrated with everything.

Thursday's Dream Journal:

I'm at the church again, I hear moans coming from Ian's office. I'm scared, I smell the air of sex, I hear the grunts, the sound of pleasure being given and received. I walk past Veronica's empty desk and peer through the crack in the door. Vernoica's large breasts are out, bouncing up and down with rock hard nipples, her head is pulled back by her mane of red hair as Ian drives in and out of her, his other hand twisting her nipple as she grinds her hips back against him. I can literally hear how soaking wet she is as he moves in and out of her.

"Cum inside me Ian, let me carry your baby unlike that BARREN BITCH wife of yours!" She screams as she slams herself down on his manhood. I'm frozen, unable to move as I watch another woman have sex with the man I married. The man I've been trying to work with to improve our marital life. My knees are weak as they continue to fuck like animals, I think I see Veronica wink at me as I nearly fall over in despair.

Then I smell perfume, intoxicating perfume, Simone's... I turn to see her behind me, beckoning me with a finger, naked.

"We don't need them anymore honey" She say pulling me into a tight hug her lips on mine as we kiss deeply. Moaning into her, the scene from the office fading away as only Simone and I exist. She tastes amazing, our tongues dancing as she pushes her body against mine, I feel loved, I feel belonging. I feel like this is where I will truly find happiness.

I wake before my alarm, unsurprised at the empty space next to me, but a tear of joy rolling down my face.