My lover Alex was in the shower washing off the heavy sweat he worked up from making love all through the sweltering summer night. He was by far the hottest looking man I had ever seen. He was 6'2" tall, 215 lbs. of rippling, strong muscles, with curly brown hair, sparkling green eyes, with a devilish grin that revealed perfect teeth.
I sat in the chair next to the bed and started to get dressed. I got as far as putting pants on when I heard a man call my name from the other end of my sprawling ranch home. It sounded like my husband, Cal, who had moved out six months ago. I wasn’t expecting him.
We had agreed to not show up at each other’s place unannounced. I quickly looked at my phone. There were no messages. Maybe it wasn’t who I thought it was. In any case, I was sitting there half naked and definitely not ready to greet whomever it was. I heard footsteps approaching my bedroom door. I tried to put my bra on quickly and in the process got it tangled and twisted and impossible to get on fast. The footsteps quickened. He called me again, perhaps as a warning. I grabbed my sweater and covered my breasts.
My husband had seen me naked over the course of our 40 years together, but now it would be awkward since we weren’t together anymore. Funny how the same two people who had known each other for decades and spent many nights naked together became intruders in each other’s personal space after living apart for six months.
Alex had finished showering, and came into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was aware that I was still legally married to Cal. I pulled my sweater over my head.
“Hello, is anyone home?” Cal yelled.
“What are you doing here? You can’t just walk in here any time you want, you know.”
“It’s my house, too.” he said. “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop to pick up my mail and say hello to the dog.”
This was true. We weren’t divorced yet. He had left our home and gone in search of greener pastures.
Now that everyone was aware of what was happening, he came into the bedroom. Alex and Cal sized each other up. Cal seemed to shoot me an approving look. Alex looked embarrassed. I was uncomfortable with this unlikely pair in my bedroom at the same time.
“Hey, Cal, this is precisely why we are supposed to give each other a heads up before entering the other’s space.”
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