vibrations extremely well. My nipples perk as she spreads her joy to all other parts of me.
~Tara Townsend
My Path to the Pole
Cleaning House
Ellen’s words jump off the screen in front of me. I want to be her, be touched by a man who is falling madly in love with me. I’m mesmerized by her strong will to go after and do only what she wants in life. I want to move on, read more, but Simmons could walk in at any minute and I don’t think I want him to know I’m reading this manuscript. To be honest, I’m a little hot and heavy here right now after reading about Jonathon. It’d be embarrassing as hell for him to see me this way; instead I head for my bathroom to take a hot bath and try to silence Vagina.
And it’s during my bath that I decide to call Patty. Ellen has inspired me, given me the sliver of backbone to at least take a closer look at their club. It’s time I put on my big girl panties and venture out. Of course I’m cheered on by Vagina.
“So you really want to give it a shot?” Patty sounds excited, as if I’d just announced I was pregnant or something. It seems a bit overdone in my mind.
“I think so. What can it hurt?” But I’m not at all convinced that some of the things she’d told me would be involved, wouldn’t hurt.
“Okay then! Off we go! Let me call Jonathon and see when he can meet with you.”
“Wait! I mean, hang on a minute. I need to ask your opinion on something that’s been bothering me about all this.”
Patty chuckles through the phone, “Let me guess, the C word?”
I stand confused, “What C word?”
“Cheating. You want to ask me if you’ll be cheating on Simmons.”
Actually I’d wanted to ask her more about Jonathon; she’d mentioned that a Jonathon did the training and I wondered if it’s the same one. “Now that you mention it, what do you think about that?”
“Simmons? Well honey that man needs a wake-up call more than anyone I’ve ever known. He’s got the best woman in town and he treats her like a chambermaid!”
I sigh, “Glad to know someone has some confidence in me.”
“Got your back, bitch!”
I know she does. If anyone other than Patty had mentioned joining this club, or even going to see what it’s all about, I would have tossed the idea out like yesterday’s trash and not given it another second thought. But it hadn’t been anyone else, and after reading the manuscript, at least the first chapter, I’m struck by the urge to do something wild and crazy for a change. “I suppose I could ask Simmons,” I say aloud.
Patty laughs again, “So let me get this straight. You’re going to go up to your husband, who has turned away your every advance for a year, and ask if he minds if you suck another man’s cock?”
Yeah, that wasn’t going to play out well, “Point taken,” I say. “But seriously, what’s the worst he could say? No?”
“I think I’d be more afraid of the words, ‘get out’ than ‘no.’” Once again my voice of logic responds with the heady truth. She knows that I’m so in love with him that I’d rather live in the house ignored than not have him at all. I’ve never spoken these words, because the sound of them makes me feel weak, but that’s the beauty of such an old and dear friend; you never have to tell them.
I sit stunned by the thought of life without Simmons in it. The truth is I never want to lose him, but I want, no I need , things to be different between us. I can’t do this marriage anymore, not this way. The strength of Ellen crawls inside me again, like a ghost assuming my body, “Call me back when you hear from Jonathon.”
After disconnecting the call, I slump down across my bed in my still damp towel. I’d forgotten to ask her if it was the same Jonathon, Ellen’s Jonathon, I’d be meeting. As a matter of fact, I didn’t mention reading the manuscript at all. It’s really not important, I
~Tara Townsend
My Path to the Pole
Cleaning House
Ellen’s words jump off the screen in front of me. I want to be her, be touched by a man who is falling madly in love with me. I’m mesmerized by her strong will to go after and do only what she wants in life. I want to move on, read more, but Simmons could walk in at any minute and I don’t think I want him to know I’m reading this manuscript. To be honest, I’m a little hot and heavy here right now after reading about Jonathon. It’d be embarrassing as hell for him to see me this way; instead I head for my bathroom to take a hot bath and try to silence Vagina.
And it’s during my bath that I decide to call Patty. Ellen has inspired me, given me the sliver of backbone to at least take a closer look at their club. It’s time I put on my big girl panties and venture out. Of course I’m cheered on by Vagina.
“So you really want to give it a shot?” Patty sounds excited, as if I’d just announced I was pregnant or something. It seems a bit overdone in my mind.
“I think so. What can it hurt?” But I’m not at all convinced that some of the things she’d told me would be involved, wouldn’t hurt.
“Okay then! Off we go! Let me call Jonathon and see when he can meet with you.”
“Wait! I mean, hang on a minute. I need to ask your opinion on something that’s been bothering me about all this.”
Patty chuckles through the phone, “Let me guess, the C word?”
I stand confused, “What C word?”
“Cheating. You want to ask me if you’ll be cheating on Simmons.”
Actually I’d wanted to ask her more about Jonathon; she’d mentioned that a Jonathon did the training and I wondered if it’s the same one. “Now that you mention it, what do you think about that?”
“Simmons? Well honey that man needs a wake-up call more than anyone I’ve ever known. He’s got the best woman in town and he treats her like a chambermaid!”
I sigh, “Glad to know someone has some confidence in me.”
“Got your back, bitch!”
I know she does. If anyone other than Patty had mentioned joining this club, or even going to see what it’s all about, I would have tossed the idea out like yesterday’s trash and not given it another second thought. But it hadn’t been anyone else, and after reading the manuscript, at least the first chapter, I’m struck by the urge to do something wild and crazy for a change. “I suppose I could ask Simmons,” I say aloud.
Patty laughs again, “So let me get this straight. You’re going to go up to your husband, who has turned away your every advance for a year, and ask if he minds if you suck another man’s cock?”
Yeah, that wasn’t going to play out well, “Point taken,” I say. “But seriously, what’s the worst he could say? No?”
“I think I’d be more afraid of the words, ‘get out’ than ‘no.’” Once again my voice of logic responds with the heady truth. She knows that I’m so in love with him that I’d rather live in the house ignored than not have him at all. I’ve never spoken these words, because the sound of them makes me feel weak, but that’s the beauty of such an old and dear friend; you never have to tell them.
I sit stunned by the thought of life without Simmons in it. The truth is I never want to lose him, but I want, no I need , things to be different between us. I can’t do this marriage anymore, not this way. The strength of Ellen crawls inside me again, like a ghost assuming my body, “Call me back when you hear from Jonathon.”
After disconnecting the call, I slump down across my bed in my still damp towel. I’d forgotten to ask her if it was the same Jonathon, Ellen’s Jonathon, I’d be meeting. As a matter of fact, I didn’t mention reading the manuscript at all. It’s really not important, I
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