J T Watson

The wife_s wild urge

CHAPTER ONE

Lynn Nobles was surprised to find that her husband wasn't home when she came back from the market. She'd told him that she was going to make his favorite dinner for him, and then she was going to slip into something soft and slinky. She'd also told him that there were going to be no holds barred. They were going to have a night of lovemaking that he would remember for a long time. She'd do anything he wanted. Anything. Even if it was kinky. She was in that kind of mood.

But her husband's car was gone when she pulled into the driveway and that started that nagging worry again. Bill had been in a strange mood lately. Almost like he was angry with her. She had thought that it was pressures at work. That was why she had promised him such a fun evening.

She grew angry at him. He'd mined the mood. He wasn't going to get such a chance again.

She took her groceries into the house. It was only when she walked into the bedroom that she found the letter. She read it twice, with tears burning her eyes, before she believed it. Bill had left her. He had found himself a younger woman, and he'd simply left her. Lynn sat down on the edge of the bed. This was one thing she'd never even considered. She'd thought that Bill would always be around.

Lynn stretched out on the bed and sobbed into her pillow. She cried for a long time. She didn't know how long someone had been knocking on her door before she heard it.

She stood up and walked to the door.

"Who is it?" she asked.

"Lynn?" a male voice asked. "It's me, John. Your next door neighbor. Trish asked me to stop by and pick up that ribbon she wanted to borrow."

"All right," she said.

She opened the door. Somehow ribbon didn't seem to be important to her anymore. Nothing was important. She left the door open as she went back into her bedroom and took the length of thick red ribbon off her sewing machine. She didn't realize John had followed her until she felt his hand on her shoulder.