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me what’s bothering you sweetheart?”
    “Miss Nicole is beautiful and I think I am
attracted to her.” I finally said as I waited for his reaction.
Mark gave a slight laugh that made me feel even worse. I started to
get up and just deal with this on my own but he held on to my
hand.
    “Eva, you scared me half to death. It’s okay
if you think a woman is beautiful. It doesn’t mean that you are
gay. It just means you appreciate real beauty.”
    “It’s deeper than just her beauty. I enjoy
talking to her and I am really battling how she makes me feel Mark.
This is serious to me and I am very conflicted.”
    “What is it that you want to do about these
feelings?” Mark’s voice took on a more serious tone as he
considered the possibility of me touching anyone else, even a
woman. I could see his nostrils flaring which is a definitive sign
that he is upset.
    “I don’t know what I want to do. I just know
that I like being in her company. I like talking to her. She talks
with her hands and has brushed against me a few times. My body
reacted to her touch in a way that is completely foreign to me. I
have tried looking at other beautiful women to see if I would get
the same reaction. Nada. Nothing!”
    “So this one particular woman has you turned
on?” He questioned as the light of understanding reached his eyes.
I lowered my eyes as an indication in the affirmative. I could see
full on flaring as I dropped my head in my hands. Even if it was
the fantasy of other men, Mark never wanted to see me with another
woman. This was something left to his imagination. In reality he
never wanted to see me perform with another woman. I belonged to
him now and forever.
    “What the fuck do you mean? So the last few
times where you just had to have me was because some woman got you
hot and bothered?” Mark’s voice was a full on shout.
    “I am sorry Mark. I wanted you and not her.
She, I just don’t know…” I trailed off.
    “Are you saying you’re gay now Eva?” His
voice was steel lead. I shook my head vehemently again.
    “You just said that didn’t make me gay. Now
you are saying it does. I wasn’t thinking about her when we were
making love. I have only ever wanted you since the day we met Mark.
You have to know this.” Mark pulled me into his arms and I felt his
anger begin to subside as I heaved sobs into his shirt. I kept
apologizing for feeling the way I did and wishing I could take it
all back.
    “I love you so much Mark. We have been at
this for over sixteen years and I love you more than ever,” I
assured him as my tears receded.
    “I know you do Eva. I love you so much the
thought of you being with anyone else, even a woman, drives me
crazy,” he said softly. “I think it is all a fluke with everything
you have going on with the launch of the new book. The pressure
from your editor and you haven’t had a girl’s night out with your
friends in ages. Maybe you should call Shantell and Amy to schedule
something with them soon. Pick any night and I will take the kids
out.”
    “You’re probably right baby. Thank you so
much for being so understanding,” I said kissing him. The kisses
intensified and I felt the sadness slip away as desire for my
husband grew exponentially.
    “Where are the kids?” I asked breathlessly
caressing his burgeoning hard-on. Mark grabbed my hand before
heaving me over his shoulders carrying me to our room.
    “Show me how much you want me,” he begged. I
eagerly stripped him of his clothes focused on my husband only. I
ran my hands over his beautiful body appreciative of the hard work
he put into keeping it so well toned. I caressed him welcoming the
huge intake of breath as he shook with the sensation of my touch. I
dropped to my knees, my favorite way to please my husband. Sliding
my mouth over his harden shaft I took long pulls of him as he
moaned in gratitude. It was an amazing concept to have this much
control over my husband. Over the years I perfected my technique