Josh set his drink aside on the lounge side table and then put his arm around Ida. She looked up into his eyes as she held her drink out to the side to allow him to kiss her. Before they kissed he took her drink and placed it beside his on the table. Ida giggled, thinking how representative the drink was of their situation with the glasses touching each other.
“Would you like to dance?” he asked.
“Yes, that would be nice,” Ida replied not really knowing how to act or what to say as it had been so long since she had been alone with any man other than Jon.
Josh got up and moved across to put on some music from his computer that was connected to his hi-fi stereo. Almost immediately, Neil Diamond broke into song with Solidary man. He turned back to Ida who was smiling broadly at his choice.
“I love this,” she told him.
“Yes, he’s good, isn’t he? I noticed how much you liked his music back at the club.”
Ida stood and Josh took her into his arms and they danced quite actively around the room. The song finished and a much slower song, I've got the feeling, came on. Their beat slowed and Josh held her tighter and closer to his body. Once more, Ida felt the floodgates open helped by the feeling of his growing organ now pushing into her stomach. Even when the music lifted in its tempo they continued to dance slowly around the room.
She turned her head to look up at him. Josh took the hint and kissed her. The kiss lasted a long time during which their movements had slowed more to a gentle swinging walk than a dance.
“We like the same music or are you only playing Neil to try to seduce me?” she asked him.
“What if I admitted guilty to both charges?” he replied with a smile.
“Then it would say that it is working on both counts,” she told him.
“So where to from here?” he asked.
“Is your bedroom presentable?”
“Yes, I made sure that I neatened it up for you before I went out.”
“Good, then let’s do this thing before I grow a brain and change my mind.”
“That bad, is it?”
“Yes, there is a lot of conflict running around in my head right now over this. If we hesitate it may never happen.”
“Then it is better we keep dancing. I don’t want us to do anything that you might regret later on.”
“Josh, I’m so turned on that my body will burst if we keep dancing and don’t make love. Either I have to leave to make love to my husband or I stay here to make love to you.”
“Make love?”
“I mean it will be, have sex but I get very emotional about these things so excuse me if I feel some attachment.”
“It sounds as if we have more in common than Neil Diamond’s music.”
“Yes, I know. That is what frightens me and that is where most of the conflict comes from.”
“Good,” he said as he picked her up and carried her up the hallway towards his bedroom to make love to Neil Diamond’s music.
….
Jon walked the hallway. He tried to sleep but sleep was totally impossible. His overactive thoughts ranged from a vision of a scene of his wife being used by Josh to him standing alone in the street in the morning, wondering if his wife would ever come home.
He decided to watch a movie but within a few minutes of the movie starting, a love scene developed which renewed his worries and concerns. He went out into the garden and watered the plants but still, his mind would not stop raising worries about him losing his marriage and his wife, the woman he loved.
Eventually, he decided to turn on his computer. No sooner had he done that than he had a vision of his wife being seduced by another man. The vision changed from a normal-sized man to a man with an enormous penis. Suddenly, he remembered he had not checked Ida’s pill box. He got up and walked to the bedroom.
The pill box told him nothing because he could not remember when she had her last period. In fact, it raised more concerns because six pills were missing from the pack and he thought that maybe she'd had her period the weekend before last which should mean that he expected at least ten pills should be missing.
Jon returned to his computer. His mind was flashing scenes of Ida having sex with Josh. He typed in the search facility, “wife having sex with a well-endowed man.” Immediately, a long list of sites came up, some with stories, some with pictures and others with movies. He chose one with free movies and typed in the search facility, “Dark hair, blue-green eyes, trimmed bush,” then hit enter.
A long list of movies came up so he chose one that said, “Norwegian woman in late thirties, explicit scenes.” The movie started by showing a woman with her back to the camera. Jon thought, Yes that could be her. She is about the right height and her hair was exactly the same in colour but slightly different style. To Jon, she looked similar from the back. Then when the woman turned toward the camera Jon took a sharp breath as, he mumbled, “Fuck, that’s Ida.” For a moment, he actually thought it was his wife but then he saw there were some slight differences.
The woman turned slowly as a man entered the room. He was nude and a piece of meat around six inches long hung down between his legs. The woman dropped to her knees and took the meat into her mouth. As she did so the organ grew rapidly, eventually achieving around nine inches but quite thick. Jon was well endowed but this man although not much longer was much thicker.
The woman lay on her back as the man licked her, focusing much of the attention on her clitoris. Eventually, the man moved up along her body to place his erection at her entry. Jon’s mind once more shifted to his wife and he took his weapon out of his trousers.
The actors had sex. It took about ten minutes during which Jon slowly stroked himself, stopping to prevent reaching climax. After it was over, she looked up at the man and they kissed passionately. Jon felt as if someone had thrust a knife into his heart. To Jon, this woman was no longer an actress. In Jon’s mind at that moment, she was his wife.
Jon looked at the woman’s name. He typed it slowly into the search facility. “Jessabelle,” he typed then hit enter. A long list of movies and photographs came up on the screen. He set up a folder on his disk drive and downloaded them all to that folder which he named “Ida.” He then returned to the original movie and added that to his new folder as well. He then searched through his new files.
The word “dance” came up so he clicked on that link. There she was with a man who could very well have been Josh. It seemed that the internet was conspiring against him by making everything look like it was Ida and Josh together. Finally, he decided that he should shut the computer down because he knew that if he continued to watch these movies he would cum and if he did then he knew the blues would set in for him. The anguish that he felt was already almost too much for him to bear.
As he clicked “shut down,” he heard a vehicle. He listened intently expecting it would pass but it didn’t. It seemed to stop in his driveway or at least nearby. He carefully moved across towards the window that overlooked his driveway and sure enough, the car was parked halfway up along his drive. He left the window and shut off the light behind him knowing that if he watched with the light behind him any person in the vehicle would be able to see him.
He walked back to the window and carefully pushed the curtain just about an inch aside, not enough to be seen from the driveway but enough to see what was happening. He could see movement in the car but could not make out who it was. He wished that they had come further up the drive because then the driveway lights would have been activated by the movement allowing him to see more.
Time passed, a minute, five minutes, ten minutes then fifteen. Still, all he could see was movement in the car but nothing more. He couldn’t even tell what they were doing. He assumed it was Josh bringing Ida home but if so why didn’t they get out of the car or at least move further up the driveway? Ida would know that the lights would come on if they did, so why didn’t they drive closer? Jon was feeling that they were tormenting him. He didn't realise that he was tormenting himself with his expectations.
