Thanksgiving Tryst

James awoke with his mind swimming, pieces of the day before filtering back through his vision like pamphlets thrown from a plane as his alarm clock blared.

What happened yesterday? Did I really tie myself up for Tish? Did I show her the sex dungeon? Did I… Did Peggy and I really fuck her from both sides?

James turned his head quickly in fear and saw Laronda’s beautiful face asleep on the pillow next to him in the weak early dawn light.

Thank God. At least I made it back to the right bed.

As he looked at her, he smiled, remembering all the fun they used to have.

She really isn’t that bad, we have just both been stressed with the kids. I really do love her. This week was fun, but it’s time to go back to my normal life, and pretend none of this ever happened.

James was glad that they had planned to head out early. Maybe he wouldn’t have to see Tish before they left. He carried the kids out to the car, still mostly asleep, breathing in the fresh mountain air. It smelled like a new start.

With the last of their bags packed into the car, Laronda got herself set up to drive and James went back to do one last check to make sure they hadn’t forgotten anything. As he closed the door to their bedroom he heard a voice that sent a chill down his spine.

“Trying to leave without saying goodbye?”

It was Tish, standing at the door to her room wearing a long, translucent pink nightdress.

“Tish… I… I have to go, they’re all… waiting.. for me…” James said as Tish walked slowly over to him.

“Oh don’t worry.” She said, then stood on her tip toes and kissed him full on the mouth. He knew he shouldn’t, but he kissed her back. Passionately.

She pulled away first.

“I’ll see you at Christmas!" She said with a wink and walked away.

Second Saturday

Second Sunday: Epilogue

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