Yes, that night, the night they had their first kiss, a kiss postponed far too long and had being long overdue. Every time he would think of that moment it felt like it was yesterday. They had been laughing, and she was sitting on the kitchen’s central table next to the stove. She had cream on her lips, and he reached over to wipe it off, followed by a moment of silence, eye contact and heavy breathing. Heavier and heavier they started breathing as she got closer and closer to him. Their lips attracted each other’s like a negative and a positive magnet. When they kissed he gripped her body, holding her to him.

She had wrapped her legs around him and both her hands were behind his head, arms around his neck. He had watched her over the years dance and believe me not once, not once was he attracted to her in a sexual manner even after seeing her naked — it was disappointing for him.

The kitchen was getting too hot, and he started to sweat as did she. His lips on her neck, breathing heavier and heavier in her ears, on her neck, squeezing her closer into him, grabbing her firm butt.

She whispered into his ear, ”Take me. Take me please.”

He took her off the table, moving her towards the bedroom, and she softly says, ”Take me right here,” with her legs still wrapped around his waist. She unbuttoned his shirt, and he took off her blouse, unclipped her bra, kissed down her neck, sucked on her breast.

”Oh God,” she screamed, loosening his belt and getting rid of his trousers, ”Uhmmmmmmm, it feels so good,” she said as her thighs shivered like a muscle twitching, and the deeper he got the more she gripped him, ”I love you! Love you-love you-love you-you-you-yoooo -oooooooooooh,” she said as simultaneously they finished. Covered in sweat, breathing like they just ran the comrades marathon, he got dressed.

Then they had ”the talk”, figuring what to to next after this attraction and sexual healing. He wanted to be with her, but he knew something about her, therefore he could not be with her. He also couldn’t confront her about that, there was a reason she did not want him to find out, so he decided to let sleeping dogs lay.

If they had decided to take things further they measured the possibilities, understanding that no relationship is perfect, and for Hope’s sake they decided to call it a mistake. They did not want to risk what they had for a relationship that would end even before it started, knowing what he knew. They reached a conclusion, it was a mutual feeling, but the events that took place after that day tell a different story.

She stopped dancing that night, and he knew that. She would become angry at him every time he would get back late home after work, and he realized that she really annoyed him with her head always stuck in that phone of hers, smiling and laughing always.

They would argue over simple things like that, and it started to affect Hope. Sometimes he would go alone to her school functions or only Bev would show up. Eighteen months later things got worse, as always Hope noticed, and so she asked for a family meal prepared by all of them. Hope wanted them to spend more time together as a family like they used to in the past before that one night of intense loving.

Exactly thirteen years after his wife had passed on, twelve years and six months after he met Hope, he made peace and decided to surrender to his emotions towards Bev. That night she reminded him why she was very special to him. It was not only the way she was with Hope but also the joy and big smiles she brought into their lives. He loved her. She had this beautiful smile that just brightened the room and a laugh that would make you laugh just hearing it. Staring at her as she laughed with joy, he noticed one secret dimple on her cheek. She was happy, and he had missed that. He wanted that life, so later that night he quietly went to her room and knocked on the door

“Come in,” she said.
As if she had expected him to come to her room, she was laying on the bed with only her panties and bra on. He laid next to her, kissing her on her forehead. She put her head on his chest, and then they talked and talked till the morning come.

They talked about everything until she said, “There is something I need to tell you and I hope you will be able to look past it and accept me for who I became and not who I was.”

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