Light of Day.....A Roggys MIC #38

Days are getting shorter, it seems. Fall is in full affect. I don't think we really had a proper Summer. Temperatures climbed a little during late July, but for the most part, I was able to sleep most nights with the windows open.  When the days were too hot, I had the air on, and a fan circulating the cool air.  I looked forward to rest time.

Tonight was not any different than any other day.  Let's just say every Friday evening, he came to see me before going home.  We got to meet maybe once, or twice during the week, when he didn't have a heavy workload.  Those times we snuggled away in a hotel near his place.   After we spent time together, he always left first, and I had the room for the rest of the night.  It tore at me every time we were so close, and so loving, then I had to let go, and watch him walk out the door.  Through my tears, I always said, " I'm never going to have him.  This is as much as we can have. Back and forth...back and forth...love him and leave....love him...and go back to being alone.  How is it so easy for him to walk away, and live a life he says he doesn't want, but stays there for convenience sake..."  I hate that.

I always reckon it to being in love...for better, or for worse.  That seems to be the flavor of the day.  Anyway, today is Friday.   It's my baby's birthday.    I call him baby because he insists on it.   I guess he doesn't want me calling out his name in nobody else's ear.  I never know what time he will arrive, so anytime after 6, I expect him.   I cook his special meal, and am prepared to spend whatever time we have, doing whatever he likes.

I set the table, check and make sure the wine is chilled, the table set, and the candles are burning.   I took the time to pick out her a birthday present, even though I know he don't like gifts.  He always said my love was the most precious gift I could give him.   His insistence made me believe it.   Still, I would give him little things that were unnoticeable, things like music, or books.  This time, I got him a chrystal elephant paperweight at the Hallmark store when I bought cards for my niece's birthday.  I spotted it in my peripheral vision...and something called me over to it.  I looked up at it, and fell in love with it.  I thought about what elephants symbolize...never forgetting.  I got it, thinking it would be the perfect gift.

A knock on the door.   My heart started beating fast, and I knew it was him.  I always got nervous when he came around me.  Count it to the heart, I guess.  I opened the door, we embraced, and I got a weak kiss.  Hmmmm

"What's wrong, Baby?  Are you okay?  Did something happen?   Baby..."

'I'm okay.  Just not feeling this birthday party they throwing for me tonight.  My wife's people got plans for the whole weekend.  I just want to chill at home.  Can I come hide out with you the weekend?'

"Now Baby, you know you can.  I can have someone keep my car, and we can be alone, here, the whole weekend.   I don't have to answer the phone.  Would you really do that for me, baby?  And whoever dropped you off, just let them know you don't want to be sen, or found"

' Sounds great, I wish I could.  I would like to spend more than a day with you.  You're so good for me.   What's that smell?   You cooked my favorite, didn't you?   Mmmmmmm. You're so good to me.  What would I ever do without you?'

"Well, you don't ever have to know."

We kissed again, deeper this time, like the man I knew, kissing me when he was missing me. Things began to get heated, and I knew where it led to.  I had already begun to take his shirt off....when the doorbell rang again.  

"Who the hell was that?"

I broke away from that steamy kiss to go to the door, and see.

 

'It's Stephanie, your wife, dammit!'
"What?? '
"How in the hell did she find you here", I asked him
'Hell if I know.   Damn.   She supposed to be home waiting for the guests.  I told her I was going to the liquor store.   She musta followed me from the liquor store here.'


' I know you're in there, B***h.   You gonna have to come out sooner or later.  You might as well let me in so I can meet your b***h on the side.   You old dirty bastard.   And, on your birthday, too. What....you afraid to open the door, P***y?'

That was my cue, because I was no more afraid of her, than I was of losing him.   So I opened the door.   I know things looked shabby, with the candles, music, and a romantic setting, but I made no excuses.  He chose to be here with me, I didn't hold him at gunpoint.

"Clarence is here.  I am the other woman.  Yes, I'm the b***h on the side.  We can talk this out, or solve it any way you want to.  Your hubby is coming to the door.
Well, Happy Birthday, Baby, I guess she came to escort you to your birthday party.  No worries, baby, she is all yours.   You weren't gonna be here long enough to do anything but get me wet, anyway.   Yes, I played the game. Later, when you leave, I got a real date.

You just warmed me up for my real lover.  I figured I kept your lies going, and helped you out too long to end up empty handed.  Your best friend, Lee...yeah.   That's my real Baby.   He knew it was only a matter of time til your sh** hit the fan, and he wanted to be there for me when the deal went down.   Matter of fact...he predicted this, because you see, it has happened before.  Baby. I waited for you.   I knew you were never leaving...all the way.   Lee said that's your M.O.   See, you don't trust your woman, but you won't let her go, either. You holding on for the benefits.   You always brag that you had a good marriage, but you the one that made it ragged.  Stepping out...stepping in.  Thinking you got it going on.  Yeah, you doing your thang, but you gonna pay, too. 

What's done in the dark, in the night, will always come to the light of day.......










jakuper (11/18/11)