The Pleasure of M
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There will never be any other men in my life. I am blessed to have a husband whom I love and who loves me. While it is true that I have transgressed, I have never caused him pain or harm in my wanderings. The road was long and there were bumps and bruises, but you have healed so many of them, my French lover, that I feel whole now as I never had before. You showed me that there is nothing that I could have been that I am not. I am woman.
Adieu
Catherine”
Just as she hit the send button she heard the sound of her husband’s car pulling up into the driveway and a smile came to her lips as she sipped the last of her glass of wine. Tomorrow she would delete the secret e-‐mail account and all the messages therein but for now she just shut down her computer and went down to meet her husband with a large smile and a certain swing of the hips as she walked that would immediately let him know what she had in mind. She was struck upon seeing him at how handsome he still was and she felt her pulse quicken. He was maybe no Michel but had been and was a wonderful husband, a wonderful father to the beautiful children he had given her. He was a man who loved her and desired her. He was a man she knew how to give pleasure to and tonight she would.
June 7th 2009-‐February 18th 2010