I looked back at Billy as if to say 'oh boy here we go.'Back on stage Earl was moving and jamming to the very un-country like music.One at a time he looked down and popped a snap on his shirt. Finally unbuttoned, he tipped his hat and swirled on one booted foot, facing away from us. His shirt he let slide off the shoulders and he used it like a towel on his back. The muscles on his back were impressive. He looked over his shoulder and grinned under the cowboy hat. I groaned. This is the man I work with everyday. I looked at Billy. Billy had the same look on his face.I looked back at Earl again, the shirt was gone. So was my drink. I raised the empty glass indicating I wanted another. My eyes went back to the show. Earl had turned again, facing us, looking at our table. He pumped his hips forward, once, twice, on the third thrust he ripped his pants off with one practiced move tossing them to stage left. Like a car wreck I had to look. And he looked damned good. Earl was chiseled. His. It was when we were walking our cool-down laps that she started to open up."It's this way. You know how I complain about my husband Charles being gone so much?" Yes." Well, this weekend, he was home, and we had a long talk about that." She paused for a long moment, then added " ... and other things." Troubles?" I asked nervously."Actually, no," she smiled. "But a few surprises." Such as?" Uh..." She stammered. "First of all, he's going to be traveling less." You've wanted that," I said blandly, realizing that it could cut down on the time she could spend with me. I still dreaded the thought that our brief affair was going to end."Yes, I know..." she replied. She didn't sound very happy at the prospects either. "There's something else, too. We had a long talk about sex Ð or rather the lack of it, and ... we, uh, got the basic issue straightened out and he promised to be more attentive ... and ... shit, I don't know how to say this." Blurt it out, Linda, I encouraged her, "I'll forgive.
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