Erotic Series by Mary (Part 3)

I took out the Teacher's card. I flinched. There were a million questions running through my mind.

 

 

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A night made bitter by annoying sex. In the morning, we said goodbye coldly. My depression was at its peak. I wanted out of the marriage. I did not know how, but I knew I needed something. Tears were clouding my vision when I opened my purse. I was probably looking for sedatives, but my hand unconsciously slipped inside the hidden pocket.

I took out the Teacher's card. I flinched. There were a million questions running through my mind. I suddenly realized that I had been thinking about him for a long time, that I still felt that strong embrace, that unmistakable control in his eyes. God knows if he still remembered me. It happened more than three months ago, I had not forgotten that toilet! It was as if a bolt of electricity struck my back and woke me from a long slumber. Was this what I was looking for?! I could do nothing but stare at the writing. I picked up the phone and dialled the number. He picked up after only two rings.

“Yes!”

“Yes…hello…Natalie here”

“Oh! Good morning.”

“You know…who I am?”

“Of course I know, sweetheart.  I have not forgotten you.”

“Oh…”

“What is it? Are you alright?”

“I do not know... So so…”

Why was I being so honest with him?

“Would you like to get together?”

“No... not really... I do not know why I even called you.”

“It is nice that you are so honest. I would like for us to get together. It will make it easier for you to realize why you called me. What do you say?”

“I do not know...When?”

“Right now. It is a lovely morning, just like in spring. I have already come back from the market. How about you come for a glass of champagne? What do you say?”

 

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“Oh... you are really... you want me to come to your place?”

“Of course. I will send you a taxi. Tell me where it should pick you up. See you in half an hour. OK?”

“…OK!”

As if I had finally found my place. No doubts, no bloody demons. I just took a cab and did not think anymore. When he dropped me off before a garden door of a huge atrium house, I felt a little weak at the knees. Was I  sure I knew what I was doing. But I had aready rung the bell. He answered right away.

“Hey sweetheart. Come on in. I am in the living room.”

I entered through a huge garden. The door was open. I saw him behind huge pieces of glass, which divided the hall and the living room. He was sitting on the couch and was smiling at me. He invited me to sit opposite to him. He poured two glasses and offered me some strawberries as well. The conversation was relaxed. He behaved as if we were old friends. The champagne was working and was playfully evaporating my depression. Out adventure came popping up in my thoughts occasionally. The conversation became more intimate and flattering.

“So beautiful, have you decided why you called me?”

“Yeah.”

“And...”

He was sitting opposite of me, was totally relaxed and was looking me straight in the eyes. His gaze saw right through me and penetrated my body. He exposed me and cleared the path to make me hot and aroused. I could not resist him in the least.

“Because I am totally depressed and because it was so nice with you... the last time.” I could not believe what I was saying. But the words came out of my mouth without any control.

“Nice?!”

“Yes. I have never come… so good.”

 

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