Aftermath of The Affair
The following is a sequel to deepemerald’s The Affair, an erotic couplings story which should frankly be in the loving wives genre. The cliff-hanger conclusion earned deepemerald quite a bit of flak and eventually a follow up was not pursued. Again, the story had me in knots and the following story is a response.
Thanks to my early readers whose suggestions were great and I’ve tried to incorporate as many as possible. The time sequence for the storyline is as follows:
Christmas Past Terry discovers Julia's affair and has to find a way to cope with it, a band of brothers is formed
Christmas Last - Terry reveals his knowledge of Julia's affair, confrontation ensues and payback is launched
Christmas Present - The Bs are burnt and Terry needs to decide some things, how it all ends after vengeance is had
And before anyone asks, yes, I’m playing a joke vis-à-vis Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol. Heck, his novels tortured me as a kid and this is my payback :)
A note of caution: There is the possibility of reconciliation, so all averse to reconciliation in LW, please stop reading or rather, don’t start reading, why torture yourself? Everyone else, read on, gulping eggnog simultaneously is optional.
Chapter 1
It happened upon a midnight clear
Christmas Present
Terry sat quietly in the chair next to the fireplace as he sipped the mulled wine he'd ladled after putting the children to bed. His youngest, Chris, had been the most reluctant to retire considering it was really only his second Christmas ever.
It had been a trying year for the couple and the family. They were still in counselling and were still trying to come to terms with the events of the last year that had rocked their family to its very foundations.
Julia stood observing her husband from the entrance of the entertainment room. She shivered as she recalled the events of the last year that started with the words Terry had whispered in her ear regarding his knowledge of her affair with Dan Sullivan and the chain of events that followed. Where she had once taken Terry's quiet manner for mildness and saw no harm possible in him, she now knew better than to mistake his attitude for weakness. The hope that everything could go back to what it was before the affair was what kept her sane through the year that had been. Curious how it had been that the very boring, routine life that had driven her to seek excitement in the arms of another man and to prove her own attractiveness, was now the very thing she wanted more than anything else restored to her. The routine, monotony and obligation which she had been desperate to escape, she now wanted more desperately than ever
I guess you never really appreciate what you have till you lose it.
Her mind chastised itself. The irony was bitter and acerbic.
Terry was silent as Julia sat herself down on the chair next to his and reached over to hold his hand in hers. Her inability to read him after all the years of assuming he was an open book, boring but predictable, made her uncertain and anxious.
That anxiety made her blurt out the question without preamble.
"Is there still a future for us?"
Terry gazed steadily into the fire, his expression unreadable as he recalled the same question posed (to him) by his wife a year ago in pretty much the same spot.
Read more soon!
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