That Sunday Afternoon

Dinner was excellent and afterward we sat in the bar and had a drink before heading home. Everything that night was perfect, that is until I had to open my mouth on the way home.

"Has Kaplan been around lately?" I asked.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the sudden tension in Sonya's body.

"No, I haven't see him or spoken to him in two weeks."

The lie made me angry even though I knew that she probably was just trying to avoid an argument. I just couldn't let it pass.

"You know, it's funny," I said, "but I could have sworn I saw Kaplan kiss you yesterday while I was waiting for you outside your building."

"What? You were spying on me?" She asked.

"No. I just happened to get there a few minutes early so I parked in the parking lot. I saw you come of the building but before I could pull the car around nice guy Tony appeared and kissed you."

"Why didn't you say anything about this yesterday?" she asked. "Was this your plan for tonight? Take me out for a romantic evening and then trap me into telling you a lie so you can start another fight with me? If you saw what happened yesterday you already know that I didn't let him kiss me. He came up behind me and surprised me. I told him to never do that again."

I said, "I didn't plan it this way. I was hoping that you would have told me what happened. I didn't want to have to ask. I wasn't trying to trap you into a lie but you did lie."

"I lied because I didn't want to be having this fight tonight. I knew that if I told you what happened you would have a fit. Can we just drop the subject now? I have a headache."

We drove the rest of the way home in silence. By the time I was turning into our driveway I was feeling pretty bad about what I had done. We were having a nice time and I ruined it.

I hit the button to open the garage door and I sat watching the door go up as I tried to think of how I could fix the damaged I had done. I pulled the car into the garage and turned off the lights and the engine and hit the button to clothes the garage door. As the garage door was closing Sonya opened her door and started to get out of the car. I grabbed her wrist and ask her to wait a minute. Sonya sat back down in the car but didn't look at me; she just stared straight ahead at the wall.

I said, "Sonya, I am sorry I ruined the evening. I don't know why I did it. I wasn't going to mention that I had seen Kaplan kiss you. I did see that you had pushed him away so I decided to let it go. Damn it, this has been really hard on me. If you have any idea how much I love you then you have to know how badly this hurt me.

Sonya still wasn't looking at me so I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

I said, "If we are going to get through this we are going to have to be able to forgive each other."

I kissed Sonya again and she turned to say something to me but I covered her mouth with my lips and kissed her again. Sonya wasn't responding but she wasn't pulling away from me either. So I kept on kissing her. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks and her neck. I nibbled on her ears and told her I loved her and needed her and then when I kissed her on the lips again Sonya opened her mouth a little and I felt the tip of her tongue touch mine.

Just then the garage door light timed out and turned off. Suddenly we were left in complete darkness. Neither of us said a work and I just kept kissing Sonya. She still wasn't responding with much enthusiasm. I unbuttoned her top and found that she was wearing a bra that snaps in the front so I opened her bra and bent down to take one of her nipples into my mouth. I could feel her nipple stiffen as I flicked my tongue across it. I gave both of her breasts my full attention for about five minutes and then I move back up and began to nibble on her ear again. I kept telling her how much I loved her and that everything would be all right. When I kissed her on the mouth again I could tell that she was getting aroused by the way she sucked my tongue deep into her mouth.

I slipped my hand inside the slit of her skirt and gently massaged her inner thigh as I moved my hand up between her legs. When my hand reached her pussy I could feel the heat coming from the soft mound that was covered by the crotch of her panties. As I slipped my hand inside her panties and teased her vulva I whispered in her ear.

"You are the only one I want to make love to; I only hope you feel the same way."

"I want to go up to bed now," she said.

I felt as if someone had put a cold hand on the back of my neck. I must have said the wrong thing because Sonya pulled away from me and before I could even ask what was wrong she had opened the car door and gotten out but she stopped right outside the door.

"I can't see a thing," she said, "turn on a light."

I turned on the car headlights and Sonya walked around to the front of the car and up the short flight of stairs to the kitchen door. I watched her as she stopped to open the door, standing there with her top open and her bra hanging out. When she opened the door and stepped inside I saw a flash of her breasts, which made me feel even worse. She left the door opened behind her.

I sat for a moment getting angry with myself and then slammed my hand down on the steering wheel.

"Shit, shit, shit..."

I turned off the headlights, got out of the car and slowly headed into the house and I closed the door behind me as I entered the kitchen. I thought about pouring myself a drink but decided I should go up and talk to Sonya and see if I could smooth things over.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs I found Sonya's top on the floor. I picked it up and started to climb the stairs. Halfway up the stairs I found her bra lying on the step. I picked it up and continued up the stairs. At the top of the stairs I found her skirt lying in a ball on the floor. I was beginning to get excited. I quickly went to the bedroom and found Sonya lying on the bed in just her panties and stockings. When I approached the bed she held her arms out to me.

Sonya said, "Why try to make love in the car in a stinky garage when we have a perfectly good bed in here?"

"How can I argue with that?" I said.

I quickly stripped off my clothes and joined her on the bed. Sonya pulled me to her and kissed me deeply pushing her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced with each other as I slid my hand up between Sonya's legs.

I pushed my hand inside her panties Sonya spread her legs apart and pushed her hips up to increase the pressure of my hand against her soft mound. Then I traced around the soft damp opening of her honey pot with my finger. When my finger was slick with the juices from her arousal I started making small circles around her clitoris occasionally dipping my finger inside her to retrieve some more of her wonderful honey.

It only took a few minutes of this before Sonya started to gyrate her hips grinding herself against my hand. As she did this she buried her face in my neck and gave me little kisses and made little sounds of enjoyment with her mouth.

At that point there were two things I wanted, my tongue in her pussy and my cock in her mouth. I turned my body so that I could get my head between Sonya's legs and moved my cock close to her face. Sonya didn't need any coaxing, she reached for me and guided my cock to her mouth and started kissing up and down my stiff shaft. When she took my cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head the wonderful sensations I received made it hard for me to concentrate as fully as I should on Sonya's sexually charged pussy.

Once I started probing her pussy and flicking her clitoris with my tongue it wasn't long before Sonya started thrusting her pelvis upward as her body was taken over by her orgasm.

After her orgasm Sonya lifted my head and indicated that she wanted me inside her. I turned around and got between her legs and entered her in the missionary position. I hadn't felt so sexually aroused in months and I was tempted to pump her hard and fast until I climaxed but I managed to keep myself under control and I entered Sonya slowly, enjoying the sensation of her hot wet love tunnel on my extremely hard member. I started a slow in and out rhythm and Sonya matched it tipping her pelvis up on my down strokes and moving it back when I pulled back making the penetrations long and slow.

We continued this rhythm until Sonya felt the onset of another orgasm.

"Oh God... Do me faster and harder now," she said. "That feels so good... Harder... Harder... I'm coming."

I quickened my pace banging into her as fast and hard as I could and when Sonya hit the peak of her orgasm I arched my back and climaxed pushing my seed as deep inside her as I could. As soon as Sonya's orgasm ebbed she began kissing me all over my face and neck and when I withdrew my flaccid member from her she cuddled up close to me.

We kissed, touched and fondled each other until my cock began to stiffen again. When I was fully erect Sonya turned her back to me and lay on her side. I moved up against her back and entered her from behind. We made love slowly in the spoon position and although neither of us climaxed again we stayed like that until we both fell asleep.

Chapter Five – Voice Mail

In the morning when I woke up Sonya was in the bathroom taking a shower. While I lay in bed waiting for her to finish her shower I thought about our love making and how wonderful it had been.

She had let me know at the restaurant, by giving me a peek under her skirt, that she was planning on making love to me but I almost fucked that up by picking a fight with her. My mind wandered back to the reason we were having problems and I then I suddenly realized something about that fateful night. When Kaplan lifted Sonya's skirt I got a good look at her legs and her panties. Sonya was not wearing stockings and her panties were just plain white cotton panties. I knew that if Sonya had been planning on having sex with that asshole she would have been wearing sexier underwear. She always wears sexy underwear when she is planning on having sex or knew that there was a good chance she might. At least she always did with me and I am sure that if she had planned to have sex with him she would have worn sexy underwear for him too.

It didn't change what happened but at least I knew Sonya didn't lie to me when she said she hadn't planned for that to happen. It made me feel a little better.

That thought was still in my head when Sonya came into the bedroom in her terry bathrobe. She was drying her hair with a towel and when she saw that I was awake a big smile spread across her face and she looked positively radiant. Then she put a scowl on her face and tried to look angry.

"I don't like you," she said. "I was very angry with you last night and you seduced me. I didn't want to have sex with you but you wouldn't let me say no you horny bugger."

"I couldn't help myself," I said. "You're so sexy when you're angry that it was impossible for me to resist you. I just had to have you."

"You pervert," she said and laughed.

She came over to the bed and kissed me and then she did get serious.

"I really was mad at you and I didn't want to have sex with you. You really did seduce me," she said.

"Come on, you were wearing your sexy stockings and your sexy black panties. You were planning on getting laid last night," I said.

"I wasn't planning on it but I was hoping," she said. "When you called and asked me out to dinner I was hoping we would end up in bed together but after the fight in the car on the way home I had no interest in having anything to do with you. When you starting kissing me I decided that I would just sit there and not respond and when you realized I wasn't going to give in I would go in the house and go to bed. But... Your kisses and the things you were saying to me... I just couldn't resist you and I must say I am glad I didn't. Last night was great."

"I aim to please," I said.

"While I was in the shower I was thinking about last night and you know what I realized?" She asked.

"No. What?"

"Last night was the first time you ever actually seduced me," she said. "Our first time I was already in love with you and we both knew we were going to do that night. There was no seduction necessary. Since then any time you have wanted me I have wanted you so until last night you had never needed to seduce me. As a matter of fact that was the first time anyone..., never mind."

I knew what she was going to say, that I was the only man who had ever seduced her into having sex, but realized that even if it was technically true it was better left unsaid. After all that jerk off Kaplan had almost seduced her twice and would have been successful if they hadn't been interrupted on both occasions. I could tell by the look on her face that Sonya knew that she had made a mistake and she was waiting to see if I was going to get angry. I decided to let it pass.

"I may not have seduced you before last night but every time we made love it was because you seduced me with your love and your beauty," I said.

I surprised myself with that and I also surprised Sonya because I saw her big brown eyes fill up with tears. Sonya threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tight.

"I love you so much," she said.

We held each other for a while then got up and had breakfast.

For the next few days I was feeling much better. It felt like Sonya and I had turned a corner and that we might be okay after all. On Thursday evening things changed again. When I got home from work that night Sonya was upstairs taking a shower. As I walked through the kitchen I noticed the message light on her cell phone blinking. I picked her phone up and looked at the display.

It read, "You have 1 missed call."

The little envelope symbol that indicated that she had a voice mail message was also turned on. I was about to put the phone down when I decided to look at her call history to see who had tried to call Sonya. The caller's number was there but their name was not, which meant the caller wasn't in Sonya's cell phone directory. The first three digits of the number were the same local exchange as Sonya's work number at SA. That made me curious because just about everybody that Sonya dealt with at SA was in her directory.

The call had come in about five minutes before I got home and Sonya had missed it because she was in the shower. I noticed as I looked down her list of missed calls that same number appeared five times. There were two on Monday, One on Wednesday and two again on Thursday. All but the last call were made during work hours. I wondered how she could have missed the four calls that came in during work hours, unless she was screening her calls and not answering calls from that number.

I had to know more so I hit the return call button and waited nervously while the phone rang six times before voice mail answered.

The recorded greeting was, "You have reached the office of Tony Kaplan. I am sorry I missed your call but if you leave me you name and number I will return you call within four hours."

I wasn't sure how I felt. I was angry that he was trying to call Sonya but was relieved that she was apparently not taking his calls. I was tempted to leave him a nasty message but I disconnected instead.

I then wondered if the voice mail message was from him so I dialed Sonya's voice mail and listened to the message.

"Sonya, it's Tony. I just wanted to thank you for this afternoon. I was beginning to think you didn't feel the same way anymore. I look forward to the time when we can get together again. I'll talk to you again soon."

I was still staring at the phone in disbelief when I heard Sonya enter the kitchen.

"I didn't hear you come in honey," She said and tried to kiss me.

When I pulled back she looked at me funny then noticed that I had her phone in my hand.

"What are you doing with my phone?" She asked.

"Why were you taking a shower just now?" I asked.

"I just felt like I needed one. Sometimes I like to freshen up when I get home from work," she said. "Why do you ask? Is something wrong?"

I had to work hard to keep myself under control at that point.

"Did you need to shower to erase the evidence of what you and that asshole Kaplan did this afternoon?" I asked.

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

I punched the button for speaker phone on Sonya's cell and then replayed Tony's message. I could see the worry on Sonya's face but not the fear I expected to see under the circumstances.

"I didn't do anything with Tony," she said, "if that's what you are asking. He has called me several times and I have been ignoring his calls. This morning I answer the phone without looking to see who was calling. Tony sounded depressed so I agreed to have lunch with him. I felt sorry for him. I didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why did he thank you for this afternoon?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said. "I guess because I agreed to have lunch with him."

"Why does he think you feel the same way he does and that there is a chance that you might get together with him?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said. "I didn't say anything to him that should have made him think that."

"Did you say anything to him to tell him that there is not chance you will get together with him?" I asked.

Sonya started to cry.

"No. I know I should have but I just couldn't make myself say it to him," she said. "I didn't want to hurt him."

"You didn't want to hurt him? What about me?"

"I'm sorry," she said. "I don't understand why I can't say the words that would end this. I am trying, you have to believe me."

"You better believe me when I say that if you don't break away from him our marriage is over."

Sonya broke down completely and ran up to our bedroom and didn't come down again that evening.

The next morning, while I was drinking my coffee, Sonya came into the kitchen and asked if she could talk to me before I left for the office. I told here I would listen to what she had to say but I was afraid she might say she wanted to leave me.

"I'm sorry about yesterday," she said. You are right. I should have put a stop to all this by now. I don't want to ruin our marriage any more than I already have. If you want I will quit my job and we can move away from here and get away from Tony. You tell me what to do and I'll do it."

"I don't know if that is the right thing to do," I said. "I'll need to think about it for a while. Just try to remember that this man that you think is such a nice guy and you feel sorry for is doing his best to destroy our marriage just so he can fuck you."

"It's not like that," she said.

"It's exactly like that," I said. "Tell me this; has he ever at any time said he loves you? Or is his interest in you only sexual?"

Sonya opened her mouth to say something but changed her mind and remained silent. I could tell that she was thinking about something but I couldn't tell if she was considering what I had said or if she was trying to find a counter argument to what I had said.

"Think about that and we can talk about it later," I said.

I left the house angry that morning and didn't feel any relief until nearly noon. At one o'clock that afternoon I had a call with Dr. James Bryant. Dr. Bryant was the CEO of a company that provided an assortment of employee assistance programs to companies throughout the Southeast. His company was planning a merger with a regional health care provider and had come to us to help put together the finances for the acquisition. Dr. Bryant was representing his company and I was representing my bank in the negotiations. I had been having weekly calls with Dr. Bryant for more than two months and I had begun to think of him as a friend. It's always nice to work these deals with people you like and I liked Dr. Bryant right away. After talking to Dr. Bryant for nearly an hour I felt better.