The Big Bad Wolf

I got a call yesterday from an old lover. He wanted to see me.
That's what he said, anyway.
What he really wanted was someone to fuck.
That someone was me.
We talked about other stuff..but the main point of his call was that he wanted to come over. for the night. As in..a sleepover.

I met Wolf back in February of this year. I went on a ski trip with my friends, and he was there. The trip was Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. We were about 4 hours from home.

Saturday afternoon, I was sitting at the bar, and he was standing behind me. It was noon, so the bar wasn't crowded. There was no reason for someone to be that close up on me and I could feel his presence. I turned around, and there was this older, sexy-ass man. We spoke. He came closer. He smelled wonderful. He asked me where I was from..when I told him, he looked at me funny. As it was, he works literally 3 minutes from my apartment. He started making huge plans for me. for us. Meeting me for lunch. Lotsa lunch sex. Going out. Dating. He named places he wanted to take me.
There was however, one thing that he forgot to mention.
His wife.

I liked him instantly. My attraction to him was so intense it almost hurt.
He was wise and mature. And older. Hmmm. An older man..that was something that I was not accustomed to. But I figured, what the hell..We hung out the rest of the weekend. He stayed in my room Saturday night. The sex was off the chain. I guess older men know what they are doing--'cuz homeboy had me twisted. I can't remember the last time I had such complete sex. This man even licked my toes. There was nothing that he would not do. It was eight hours of pure pleasure. Yep. 8.

A few days after returning back to Maryland, Wolf called me. He wanted to see me. He wanted to come over and meet the boy. Screeeeeeeeetchhhhhhh! Meet the boy? For what? Oh, hell naw. But we decided that he would come over Sunday afternoon. That was safe. The boy would be runnin in and out, playing outside. Even though the boy does not trip off my male friends, I don't bring random men around him. I told Wolf this, so I wondered what his motivation was for wanting to meet the boy so soon, but he came over as planned, and hooked the boy up with some snacks and he and I chilled. Our chemistry was crazy. I think it's because I knew he was attracted to me. I heard it in every word he spoke. It was like nothing I had ever experienced.

So, we are talkin--and this crazy ass mentions his wife. HUH? WwwHUT? This was the first I had heard of her.
I look at him as if he just slapped me in my face. He looked at me with the same look. "Don't get amnesia now, baby" he says.
I am thinking you must be the one with amnesia motherfucker, you're the one with a fucking wife at home. but I said nothing. I was shocked and too hurt to speak.
The conversation was basically over at that point. We were done.
I talked to him a few times over the next few weeks, but that was the last time he stroked this girl. And the last time I saw him.

I was quite curious when he called last night..he claimed that his wife was working all night, and he was free to roam about the city. He told me that she was working this shift so that they could spend more time together. Huh? So your wife is working crazy hours to spend more time with your ass, and you wanna come fuck me. He speaks of her very lovingly. Like they have no issues or problems. Like they are happy.
I almost took him up on his offer, but I remembered how instantly 'caught up' I was with this man, and decided it was a bad idea. Besides. He is someone's husband. And that's cruddy.
I told him this was the reason that I couldn't see him.
And he understood.
"Maybe another time," I tell him.
"Yeah, maybe" he replied.