One wife’s fantasy

A few weeks later my lawn was already looking better than it had in years. “I couldn’t believe it was that simple” I told Bill over his fence. “Very few people believe me when I tell them that. My boss tells me to shut up about it because he wants me to continue using the chemicals that make him more money. One day though I will be able to start my own company. Then we’ll see what the customers think!” he laughed. I smiled but every word he was saying was going in one ear and out the other. I couldn’t stop staring at him. The way his body moved while he talked. The sun on his skin. The whiteness of his smile. Goddamn he was beautiful. I started to frown when I thought of Joe.

Sure, he was still good looking but I was bored and scared that he felt the same about me. “Everything alright?” he asked bringing me out of my fantasy. “Yeah just fine, why do you ask? I replied, trying to cover my true feelings. “You seem a bit down today, you’re not smiling as much as you normally do.” “It’s just my relationship with Joe, we’re stuck in a rut. We’ve been married for 17yrs and we have lost the spark. I want to spice things up a little but he doesn’t seem interested in trying new things.” “You’re bored with the same old stuff, right?” he asked. “Yes, that’s exactly it! I exclaimed. We do it the same way every single time and it’s not even all that good. I mean we both get off but I know there’s more…I just don’t know how to find it.” He reached over the fence and pulled me into a hug. His arms were so strong and I couldn’t help but breathe in the way he smelled. It was a mixture of summer sweat, grass and aftershave. It was sweet and manly.