The dream Part. 2
Romance
2009-10-11
The Dream part 2By thedeepCopyright 2005As the boat headed south for a few days, Jim noticed Sally had grown restless. It was hard for him to understand, they made love several times a day. Sally just did not seem as passionate as she had been the first day. He was worried that after all he had done to make her feel wanted and needed, that she was slipping away. He had almost worshiped her, yet still she did not seem as happy as Jim would have thought. When he looked into Sally’s eyes, gone was the sparks of fire that had been there. Every time he was near her, he had his arm around her shoulders, and his hand squeezing her breast. Jim felt that she was drawing away from him and he just could not let that happen. Sally meant the world to him and he would be damned if he would let her toss it all away. When he would ask her what was wrong he would get the standard woman’s answer of nothing. Jim knew there was something wrong, something missing and he was getting mad at himself for being too stupid to figure it out. The more he thought about it the madder he got, here he was on the boat he loved, sailing the ocean that he loved, with the woman whom he adored, and something was wrong. How could this be, he had taken Sally from a loveless marriage, he had treated her like a queen, had almost obsessed at giving her attention and love, and something was wrong. Damn, damn, damn, thought Jim; I had planned this to perfection, what in the living hell could be wrong. I have given Sally everything she lacked in her marriage, and she was getting colder and colder. When they anchored for the night and went below, Sally ran for the head and locked the door.
2009-10-11
The Dream part 2By thedeepCopyright 2005As the boat headed south for a few days, Jim noticed Sally had grown restless. It was hard for him to understand, they made love several times a day. Sally just did not seem as passionate as she had been the first day. He was worried that after all he had done to make her feel wanted and needed, that she was slipping away. He had almost worshiped her, yet still she did not seem as happy as Jim would have thought. When he looked into Sally’s eyes, gone was the sparks of fire that had been there. Every time he was near her, he had his arm around her shoulders, and his hand squeezing her breast. Jim felt that she was drawing away from him and he just could not let that happen. Sally meant the world to him and he would be damned if he would let her toss it all away. When he would ask her what was wrong he would get the standard woman’s answer of nothing. Jim knew there was something wrong, something missing and he was getting mad at himself for being too stupid to figure it out. The more he thought about it the madder he got, here he was on the boat he loved, sailing the ocean that he loved, with the woman whom he adored, and something was wrong. How could this be, he had taken Sally from a loveless marriage, he had treated her like a queen, had almost obsessed at giving her attention and love, and something was wrong. Damn, damn, damn, thought Jim; I had planned this to perfection, what in the living hell could be wrong. I have given Sally everything she lacked in her marriage, and she was getting colder and colder. When they anchored for the night and went below, Sally ran for the head and locked the door.
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