M We had known each other for about fourteen years.
I was married to his wife’s brother.
Both of our marriages were miserable.
We had some casual conversations over the years but, nothing more than that.
One hot August night my husband asked me to phone him.
They were going to be doing some kind of work together the next day and he wanted me to confirm the time.
As always, I followed the directives of my husband.
I dialed John’s number and we both acknowledged the meeting time.
A few moments later, I received a text from John.
I’m sorry “ he said.
“ How are you doing “?
that simple ,short text message began a hot and wild ride.
We started texting and talking on the phone as frequent as we could without being discovered.
Finally he asked me if I could get away for a little while.
I came up with some excuse to go out and grabbed my keys.
My husband just nodded and mumbled “ ok” eyes still fixed on the television.
I rushed to my car and drove towards my destination.
I was so nervous, so excited!
I felt like a teenager again.
I turned into the parking lot of our agreed location.
There he was.
He slowly stepped out of his old truck and shut the door behind him.
We smiled as we walked towards each other.
Not just any smile, a all knowing, wanting, hungry smile.
He pulled me into his arms.
We stood in the moment simply basking in the affection we so desperately Starved for.
We agreed to take his truck and leave my car at the Bart station.
We drove for a short while until we came to a semi secluded area.
We knew that we had a limited amount of time together.
Otherwise, we might be questioned by the tyrannical twosome.
That’s what we decided to call them from here on out.
We looked at each other for a moment and we were engaged in a soft yet sensual kissing session.
His toungue twirling around mine.
The temperature was quickly rising inside that old truck of his.
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The title is actually.
Me and you. And, them two.