A Lifelong Affair pt. 4

Preface:

Have you ever had a past relationship that leaves lasting impressions, many of us has. We move on but carry the memory or if not that then there are subtle traces or just a nagging feeling. At what point do you convince yourself that you made the right decision and you should simply forget it, but you can’t.
Does being together keep things hot and alive or can being together consume you little by little until there is nothing left. Do you want someone around at all times who may blow out the flame or can an ember burn for long periods until introduced to the right source to flare up again. Wait to long and you fear the ember will fade and that is the point when that nagging feeling fades as well. This is what most of us don’t want to happen because it invalidates the concept of love or rather true love. We would rather keep the faith then truly know so we manufacture things to suit our vision.
Sometimes there is just a chemical reaction between two people and when put together it’s like introducing a catalyst which causes a reaction. This is an apt analogy which describes Lilly and I and it is the reason we never worried or thought about being apart or the flame dying.


A Lifelong Affair pt.4:

The last time Lilly and I were together was when she was 7 months pregnant and I was a couple months away from getting married myself. It always seemed to be long periods in between and at that time we didn’t realize not only the length of time but the distance as well.
I married my then girlfriend Kelly and within 6 months of Lilly having the baby her and Tom moved to Florida. Tom took a better job which required them to move and since then they have had another child and are now blessed with two boys.
Kelly and I decided to have a child so two years after we were married we finally did it, she had a boy and that was going to be it for us.
So this is how it progresses, Kelly and I have our life and Lilly and Tom have theirs. Most of the family lived here so it was Lilly and Tom traveling here more than any of us going to Florida even though Kelly and I have been there a few times over the years.
So between the visits, phone calls and video calls Lilly and I were able to literally see each other yet there was little opportunity for physical contact. With things as they were plus trying to go on with typical life this is how it was for 10 years.
I tended to think Lilly thought the same as I did and as life goes on you just move on from the past and what can never be. We loved each other as siblings but we had spouses and kids so even if we had the opportunity would we take advantage of it or be true to our spouses.

A sad circumstance would provide the opportunity and conducive conditions for the chemical reaction but would our life’s and time apart be an inhibitor.
A relative who lived in the Mid-West had past away and while it wasn’t an extremely close relative it was prudent for at least Lilly, Mom and myself to to fly out and attend the funeral. Mom had flown our ahead of me to visit that relatives spouse and she would stay at her house. I flew out a few days later, as did Lilly, and all of us would have stayed at the relatives place but it was to small so we stayed at a hotel. Lilly and I ended up arriving at the airport within a hour of each other. Mom and her cousin had picked us up then we all went out for dinner.
It has been a few years since Lilly and I have been in each others presence. The last time we were in physical proximity to each other was when Kelly and I went to Florida to see them about 2 years ago.
While Lilly, Mom, her cousin and I we were all together at dinner Lilly and I would catch each others eye but they were just the quick typical glances, we didn’t linger.
Unbeknownst to her I would check her out when I could though as the Florida sun agreed with her.
She had developed a very nice tan, at 30 years old and after a couple of children she was quite the MILF. She had gained a little size on her upper legs and midsection which was natural but she was toned. Her face has matured very well and her powder blue eyes shown even brighter in contrast to her tanned face. She had cut her hair shorter, it used to reach almost to the middle of her back but was now shoulder length and she kept it pulled back behind her ears.
It was summer time and when she arrived at the airport she was wearing a white low cut top with wide straps over her shoulders and the skirt she wore with the top made it appear she was headed more for a tennis court rather than traveling.
Her appearance alone was enough to light a mans fire it would have lit mine but things to this point seemed simply congenial, at least on the outside.

Lilly and I hadn’t had the chanced to be alone and catch up with each other since we landed a few hours ago. We were dropped off at the hotel and after checking in we headed to the elevator, her room was on a different floor than mine.
We reached her floor first and when she exited,

“Want to get together in a little bit and talk”, she said.

I simply nodded my head in the affirmative as she exited the elevator. I preceded to my room and when inside did the things I usually did when staying in a hotel. I adjusted the air, turned on the TV, propping up the pillows on the bed to get comfortable then called my wife.
After an hour of TV along with reflection and contemplation I jumped up and headed to the shower. Upon getting out and getting dressed I went right out and headed to Lilly’s room and knocked on the door. She answered the door and I could tell she just got out of the shower as her hair was still damp and she had a bathrobe on.

“Let’s go downstairs and have a few drinks”, I said.

“Come on in, I’ll be ready in a few minutes”, she said while she stepped back and turned.

“I’ll meet you downstairs”, I responded then I instantly turned and walk to the elevator.

I chided myself for not going inside when invited, was I trying to be “good” and suppress what I felt, was I playing coy, was I being protective. Why did it always have to be so long in between and why after such time do I loose faith in the bond we have. When I am in her presence I can feel the pressure inside like a boiling cauldrun then when removed from the heat source the pressure subsides.
I figure Lilly would be awhile since she still had wet hair so by the time she dried it, a little make up then get dressed there would be enough time for me to get a couple of drinks down.
I sat at the bar which was quiet and ordered a drink knowing I had probably 30 minutes. No sooner than the bartender put the first drink in front of me I heard a voice from behind,

“Buy me a drink”, said Lilly with a playful smile.

I was shocked she was here already, she wasted no time at all. Her hair was barely dry and she didn’t have any make up on (I like that) and a pair of hip hugging jean shorts on. I suggested we grab a table rather than sit at the bar and when we walk over to one I checked her form again. Her hips had gotten more full and her ass was to die for, she looked scrumptious.
We sat at that table for two hours talking about everything under the sun. Some of our questions contained subtle queries about our marriages and other little ways to try and gauge or affirm a commitment that we had.
This seemed odd that we were feeling each other out verbally, even though it was subtle, because it was something we never did or had to do before. There was no denying the chemical reaction when we were together but it conflicted with the irrationality of fears stemming from a long separation.
Noting the time that had passed we decided it was time to retire for the night. While on the elevator she remembered she had some pictures of my nephews to give me.
We went to her room and I stood there while she rummaged through her suitcase until she found them. After looking through them along with the usual obligatory comments we sensed things were not comfortable even though we tried to hide it.
Lilly held open her arms for a hug and we embraced, both of us squeezing hard before we began to ease off. We didn’t pull apart because we didn’t want to, then we squeezed each other again until we eased back to see each others faces. We searched each others eyes while still having each others arms locked.
We were denying what we knew, what we felt, what we wanted and what we desperately needed. I leaned in turning my head to square up for a kiss but Lilly didn’t move towards me nor orient her face opposite mine.
I didn’t stop until my lips touched hers and without a response from her I simply kept my lips pressed against hers. She was restraining herself as best she could then submitted to her desire by slightly opening her lips and turning her head. I pulled her tight to me and as our kiss carried on she made whimpering sounds as her resolve melted away.

When our kiss finally broke we were holding each other as tight as possible then we pulled back ripping at each others clothes. We needed to merge our bodies and get what only we could give to each other.
Our flailing and pulling at each other was clumsy so at the same time we stopped what we were doing. While we needed each others body we weren’t drunken and/or horny teenagers or young adults. We loved one another and needed something that just plain sex wouldn’t provide.
We were looking at each other and after a long separation we were once again in sync.