Valued Involvement (Closed for Bluntitis)

Glad you're driving. I'm going out super relaxed.

“Okay, let’s go! You can drive quietly, we have fifteen minutes of leeway. Do like to drive with music. What do you want to hear? Tammy Wynette, Stand by your man?”

“My house is locked. Here you have the key, I don't need it until tomorrow as well as my car key.”
 
"I'm happy to drive, after everything you've done for me, the least I can do. Music is nice, but maybe some newer country??"
I keep driving paying attention to the road, I've gone to the airport often enough for the kids I know how to get there and back.

"Thanks for the keys, I will get a spare made for my house too, Someone I can trust"

After about 45 minutes on the road I pull in.
"Do you want me to just drop you off, or go in with you?"
 
“Unless you want to buy a drink or want to use the restroom, you can drop me off. Anyway, I see you again tomorrow. If everything goes as expected I am back at three PM. I will text you half an hour before my plane leaves. Don’t hurry, I can wait till you are here in case traffic is slow.”

You drive to the kiss and ride. I take my bag, kiss you and step out.

“I will text or call you tonight. Have a are ride back!”

Before the entrance I turn around to wave goodbye and go in. I think you saw me waving.
 
"No don't need a drink, I don't drink that much!!!!"
Pulling over to the drop off spot. I get out with you and give you a hug and kiss.

"Be safe!!! Let me know when you arrive"

As I watch you go in, you turn and wave, I wave back. Thinking this feels similar but different then dropping my kids off for their trips to school.

The drive back is lonely, I miss you already.

When I get home, I park in your driveway, then walk to my house. Wondering if any neighbors have noticed how much time we are together.

Going in I clean house and put laundry in, I keep checking my phone even though I know way too early for a text from you.
 
In the evening at the hotel I look back on a very long day. It's like I said goodbye to you three days ago.

When I walk out of the arrivals hall, a driver is waiting with a sign with "Mr. Smith" on it. He drives me straight to the university where I am welcomed by the dean of the faculty of law. She is a warm-hearted woman in her mid-forties who welcomes me together with a number of colleagues, including a professor of international law. We get to know each other while enjoying a cup of coffee and a sandwich. My colleague, the professor of international law, Calvin Jones, shares the questions he's going to ask me after my lecture. I sent him my text last Friday.

Then it's time to go to the lecture hall. It's so interesting and so intense that I forget to text you. In view of the developments in the Middle East, it is not surprising that the hall is full. There are several photographers who take pictures while I tell my story.

My colleague's questions give me the opportunity to elaborate on certain aspects. I avoid political stance by rephrasing questions from the floor before answering them. At one point, the atmosphere becomes a bit prickly because a student interprets me and tries to force me to answer the question as he has formulated it exactly. I refuse to do that. The dean intervenes and cuts him off.

After the lecture and a drink, I walk with the welcoming committee to a restaurant in the area. It is French cuisine with meat and fish and excellent matching wines. The food is fantastic and the wine attributes to an even better mood. Afterwards the dean walks me to my hotel. She is a lively woman, mother of two teenagers. She gives me an arm when we walk side by side. She brushes with het breasts against my arm and chest. At first I think it happens by accident, because she is no longer so steady on her feet. But when she gives me a wink in the lobby and suggests we have another drink, I know better. I think of you and decline her offer. I kiss her on the cheek to say goodbye and go to my room. It's been one o'clock, I decide to text you tomorrow morning. I hope you assume that I will be fine without notice.
 
By midnight I'm concerned I hadn't heard from you. I think you told me that there is a time difference, but I can't imagine it's that big of one.

I get changed for bed, opting to sleep nude this time.

Send you a text
"Hi, I haven't heard anything, I hope all is going good!!! Just let me know, I tend to worry"
Before I hit send, I consider taking a selfie and surprise you, but decide not too

I lay down and toss and turn before finally going to sleep
 
In the morning I wake up with a slight headache and a heavy heart. I fight the headache with paracetamol, a glass of water and coffee. It's not surprising that I have a headache. After the relief about the successful lecture, I drunk almost a whole bottle of wine. It's a poor excuse not to send a message.

I feel guilty that I forgot to text or call you. When I thought about it, it was so late that I was ashamed. I decide to text you, to let you know that I’m okay and feel sorry:

“Hi Sally, hope you weren’t worried. Sorry I did not text or call you. Things are going well here. I take a taxi to the airport at the end of the morning. Without delay, I'm back at three o'clock. Hope you are still willing to pick me up 🙏🏽😘.”
 
I hear my notification go off and see it's a text from you. So happy that you are ok

"Hi, I was a bit concerned, glad things are going well!!!!"
I smile at the emoticon for the please the kiss

"Yes I'll be there to pick you up!!! look for me in the arrivals area

🤗😘
 
We're not exactly married, but I'm glad you don't blame me for not letting you know I was doing well. I am a nurturer by nature and I do worry if I don't hear from somebody else. In the airport I buy a box of chocolates and a keychain with the logo of the university where I was guest speaker.

In hindsight, I gave the dean maybe some mixed signals during yesterday's dinner. I may have inadvertently seduced her into making a pass on men. With Sally I find it complicated to get closer. Not sure if it will lay pressure on the relationship. I think she is satisfied with our contact and thinks that is enough for now.

“I am lucky to have you in my team!! See you around three PM. Don’t rush, I can wait when you arrive later.”
 
My day passes slowly. I receive a message from Margaret who has news on the case, and would like me to come into the office to sign some papers. She didn't tell me what it was, but said she thought I'd be pleased.

I make sure to get to the airport well before three, and wait for you in the arrival area. A bit nervous for some reason, I put it down to tomorrows meeting with Margaret.

Finally about 3:10 I see you walking in and I'm surprised to see flowers

Getting up to meet you, I give a tight hug and kiss

"Welcome back!!! How was your trip?"
 
As soon as I enter the arrival area you hug and kiss me. It’s not necessary to search you, I am already found. It feels good to be welcomed in this way. I like to hold my arms around you and kiss you again.

“Such a trip gives my ego a real boost. My opinions are still valued in my field of expertise. The discussion during dinner was interesting and part of it was light-hearted small talk. The dean of the faculty is really intelligent but also charming. She and her colleagues were great company. But it is exhausting. I am glad to be back. Missed you too! Feels like I haven’t seen you a long time!!”
 
"Well I think every man enjoys a ego boost!!!!"

Still in your arms as you kiss me again

"I really missed you!!! the Dean is a woman?"
 
“It feels great such a big boost, not only for a man, I suppose! Yes, the dean is a woman. I didn’t meet her before. She had two teenagers at home and combines I with a sixty hours a week job. That’s impressive. In my time I worked much, but without kids, only Vanessa to share our household.”

“Well, how are you doing? Margaret texted me that you maybe have news to share about your alimony case, is there information you want to share me?”
 
"Sounds like a good trip for you then!!!! Yes nowadays women juggle kids and work"

"Margaret wants to see me in her office, she say's she has what she thinks is good news, I've taken tomorrow off, planning on going there."

"I imagine you will be tired after your trip, so if you can't come with me I understand"
 
“Don’t be silly! I know it's exciting for you! If you want my support I will drive you to Margaret’s office. I can drink coffee somewhere and wait till you are ready. Meanwhile I can browse in a bookstore. My visit to your diner has to wait for an other day.”
 
I hug you!!!
"thank you!!! She said it's good news, but I'm nervous how good. You know"
"I'll buy you lunch and make a dinner at my place"
"Oh almost forgot, here I want ou to have this"

Handing you a house key.

"It's a spare to my house, I figure you may as well have it just in case"
 
“Thanks that you trust me with your keys. You can keep the keys I gave you of my house. I have an other set.”

When we are back you let me in my house. I hand you over the box of chocolates and the keychain.

“Just some small presents. The chocolates are good and the keychain will always remember you of my visit to that university. I like to hug you firmly. Come here!!”

I step towards you. Don’t want to hold back anymore. I rap you in my arms. Feel your body, your warmth and softness. We kiss each other. First only lips, than more intense and deeper. I lower a hand on your bottom. Love to feel your firm behind.
 
Stepping willingly into your hug.

Our lips meet the kiss growing, feeling your bodies response to it.

Letting you feel my bottom for a minute, before I step out of the kiss, disengaging from you.

"Sorry not until my business with Margaret is done, and I can join you free"
 
“I understand and will be patient! Can’t wait to go to Margaret tomorrow. But first a quite evening and dinner. You cook for us? Here or do you want to be in your own kitchen? Shall I search for a really good bottle of red wine in my cellar?”
 
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"Thank you!!!! I do want you to know that I want us to become more then just friends"

"Let's wait on the good wine until tomorrow, hopefully have something to celebrate, maybe more then one thing"
 
You are not to be persuaded and keep a cool head. Perhaps sensible, but difficult. I was in the mood for sex after a long time.

We have a dinner date at your place at seven PM. I decide to take a nap on the couch under a blanket. It's only when I'm lying down that I notice how tired I am. I set the alarm for half past seven so that I am on time for dinner.
 
I know myself well enough to know I couldn't be with you without reservations with the lawyer situation as it is

I give you a hug and kiss and go back to start dinner

Thinking, when did I decide that we were going to become a term I used to hate but makes sense of FWB's
 
At half past seven I wake up refreshed when my alarm goes off. I go to the bathroom to take a shower. I opt for pants, shirt, loose jacket and loafers. Brush my teeth, a little perfume on and off I go. Standing before your door I get hungry. It smells great, I'm curious what you've prepared. You open the door for me.

“Hi, here I am again. Sally, you treat me like a king. You drove me home and also cook for us. I owe a debt to you! If I can do you any good after dinner I will!”
 
"Good morning!!! Come on in"

"I just do what I feel you deserve!! I think I owe you far more then you owe me!!"

"Felt like a bigger breakfast today, so we have pancakes, bacon with some fresh squeeze OJ."
"I can cook up eggs if you want as well"

"I am scared to death of what Margaret is going to say, I can't believe in such a short time she may have good news"
 
“You are amazing. This is a great breakfast!”

“We will see what Margret has to say. If your ex has money she will try to negotiate a final settlement for five figures I guess. Then you can let it all go.”
 
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