I am writing on the computer in the office center at the hotel in which I'm staying. I've been on a business trip for the past three days. I'll be home tomorrow. Nick who is also away on a business trip will be back on Sunday.
A woman knows when a man finds her attractive. It's unmistakable. There are a lot of men at this conference who wants me. But there’s one that stands out more than others, perhaps because I notice him too.
He has fantasized about sneaking up to my room. He has romanticized us. In this fantasy, our eyes meet across the room, the electricity between us is undeniable. We give in to each other. This would be an encounter born out of pure lust. And it would be beautiful.
I could tell all this in the sly, sexy glances he sends my way. When I shook his hand, he held on longer than necessary. It’s in the way he sneaks up on me from behind to get a whiff of my skin. Fucking Italian Stallion!
Of course nothing happened. I did not encourage him. I established right away that I was engaged. I’m not, but who cares?
Did I find him attractive? Yes.
Was I curious about him? Yes, for a fleeting moment, but nothing that I was remotely tempted to act on. Fucking Italian stallion!
One, I’m committed to Nick.
Two, I’m committed to Nick.
Three, I’m committed to Nick.
Nothing could sway me into action. I’m not on the market, and I don’t have a need for his services. I can say this for sure, on Sunday when Nick comes home, I will be taken to bed and taken.
I take business trips twice, maybe three times a year for a minimum of three days.Nick takes them every week and sometimes he's gone for a week or more.
How many times has he come up against situations like this? He’s very attractive, successful, intelligent. I’m certain that women approach him all the time. I’m also certain that he comes across other women for whom he lust, and like Mr. Italian Stallion has passionate, thoughts and fantasies about them. That’s just the way it is, and I’m not in the business of lying to myself.
Should I be pissed off?
Why should I? We all have our fantasies do we not?
I have a crush on the actor, Nicholas Cage. He’s the only star I give a crap about. I give a crap about him in the sense that I see all of his movies even if they suck.
I have fantasies about him. But if given the chance right now to lay naked in his arms, would I take it?
The question is what does Nick do in those situations?
If the woman for whom he lust invites him to her room, would he be tempted to go?
My friends say that I’m a fool. How can you trust a man who travels like that?
I know only one thing: Distrust is not an option. If it were, I couldn’t, wouldn’t be with him.