His wife sat there on the sofa watching some mind numbing reality show about celebrities while scrolling through her phone. He was bored, so he checked his phone, and instantly had to conceal the smile on his face when he opened his secret app. She had written to him “run tonight?” and there was nothing on earth he wanted to do more. He looked at his wife again. Part of him did feel guilty. So he asked his wife instead of responding to the text, “hey hon, want to go out and get some dinner? Go to a pool hall and play some games? Maybe just a walk in the park?”
Her eyes momentarily left all the screens and met his. A sneer forming on her lip, “ugh” she sighed out “I don’t feel like it. It’s so hot out there. Besides I really need to call my sister and finalize our girls trip.”
He sighs out his disappointment, but doesn’t stay there. “Alright then, I’m gonna head out for a run, have fun planning.”
Her eyes already back on the screen of her phone she just mumbles “mmhmm” as he passes through to the bedroom to get ready. He takes out his phone and sends her back a message “absolutely babe, see you soon.”
She had had a shit day. The boss rode her ass all day. The kids were in crappy moods. And her husband had pulled his normal bullshit childish behavior again. Finally the kids were down for the night, and her phone had just given her the best message of the day. He was going to meet her again. Her heart always skipped a beat seeing that message appear, no matter how many times before she had seen it. With her frustration levels elevated there was no better time for a nice long run to wear her out. She quickly got ready. Her husband never noticed. Sitting there in front of the tv with the chip bag on his lap and phone in the other hand. On the way out she called back to him “going for a long run, be home late.” She thought she heard a grunt of recognition but she didn’t stop to confirm it.
She pulled into “their” park, where they had met several years back. He and her running at about the same time. He eventually had the nerve to compliment her running and she bantering back said “one day I’ll actually catch you.” He said back he didn’t know she was trying, but next time he will run faster. When she showed up the next time for the run at the same time he hung back and introduced himself. They were able to talk before becoming winded and opened up about their unsatisfying marriages. One day they had a particular deep conversation while running and at the end of the run he wrapped his arms around her tightly. Giving her the hug she had needed so badly. She had looked up at him heart in her throat but unable to speak. The sight of her pure vulnerability in his arms took over him and he kissed her deeply. That night they both downloaded a messenger app. That night they both decided to enter into the affair world.
Tonight he had beaten her there. Leaning up against his drivers side door, running shorts, a comfortable slightly baggy tshirt, sunglasses, arms crossed and that damn grin that could make her melt the moment he recognized her car on his face. He stood an average just under 6 foot height and all nice lean muscle on a thick broad frame. She pulled in next to him and slid out. He wrapped her in a hug and she held him as he gently lifted her face to his. He kissed her deeply. And her mind went blank. His tongue playfully teasing hers. She never wanted it to end, but as the thought crossed her mind he pulled back and she let out an involuntary whimper.
“Mmmm, hello beautiful.”
His voice absolutely made her melt. She smiles back at him meaning to lean in for another kiss, but he playfully pulls away, “oh no princess, we are here to work out, come on, it’s run time.” He says with a wink and starts to walk off.
Mouth slightly agape she stares at his ass walking away with indignation. She absolutely would have skipped the run for a good long make out session and a proper fucking, but this man was bound and determined to make sure she got her daily dose of exercise in.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vbsh6h/the_affair_mf_part_1
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