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Ours is a perfect couple. A couple like those in a romance with an amazing, open relationship. We talk, I mean, we really talk, sharing everything about our jobs or our hobbies, about our feelings or the last book we read. We talk while having breakfast or during dinner or before going to sleep.He raises horses, I am an assistant manager in a local store. Also, we have amazing sex.Every morning I wake up and share my dreams with him, and then we make love. Then he shares his dreams with me, and we make love again. After our day at work, we go home, and we talk about our day, and make love. After dinner we sit on the couch, hugging, watching a movie or reading something, and sometimes we make love.We never get bored.We both have a hobby – writing novels.We met three years ago when he wrote me an email by mistake. After a few lines of that email, I figured out that that email wasn’t for me. It was too personal, and I didn’t know this guy, although he sounded interesting. I replied to him saying that unfortunately I wasn’t the right person. He apologized.The day after, he wrote me another email saying that this time it wasn’t a mistake, that email was meant to me. And this was the beginning, he started talking about his horses and I about my job and my hobby. In a few weeks we exchanged emails every day, weekends included, sometimes twice a day, talking about everything. I liked him a lot. I could be myself with him. I didn’t need to smile if I didn’t want to, and I could be naked or in my pj’s, and güvenilir bahis he wouldn’t see me. I confided him some choices I had to make, and he supported me all the way.After a few emails, we knew each other better than anyone else. We never exchanged a photo or phone numbers, so we didn’t know the sound of our voices. I didn’t know his real name, but just his nickname, Rex.We promised to keep it this way to not ruin everything. With a fantasy I don’t fight, I only talk and make love and I am loved in the way I prefer. It’s like having an imaginary friend. After I got promoted as manager in my company, I had to go to Houston to meet all the other managers.I checked in at the hotel and the receptionist gave me a message someone left. The message said: “Dinner at Giacomo’s. 7:30. Can’t wait to meet you.”It was from one of the managers I was going to meet the day after that, apparently.”Ok, thank you. Oh, excuse me, do you know how far this place is?” I asked the receptionist showing her the name of the place.”It’s just two blocks from here. You turn right when you exit here, and you’ll see it because there will be a long line outside. I bet you have a reservation. It takes weeks to have a table unless you have the right acquaintance. If you have a reservation, skip the line and head to the entrance.” “So, I might need to wear a dress, right?””That would be better. But I’m sure you look just beautiful with anything,” answered the receptionist. The comment pleased me very much, so I said, “Thank güvenilir bahis siteleri you! I appreciate your compliment. Thank you for all your help. I better go. Have a good night.””You as well, Ma’am.” I took the elevator and when I got to my room I found a basket on the table containing fruits, cupcakes, and water. The hotel manager was looking for a nice tip. Before leaving the room I checked my phone for an email from Rex. I was a little disappointed when I didn’t find any. I wrote a quick one saying I was in Houston and everything was fine, then I sent it. When I arrived at the restaurant I gave my name to the maître d’ and he said, “Yes, Ma’am. Your party is already here. Follow me please.”He showed me to a table in a corner by the window. There was a man. He stood up and introduced himself.”Good evening Lucy. My name is Robert.””Nice to meet you, Robert.” I mentally ran the list of the attendees to the meeting, and I couldn’t remember any Robert. He was a handsome man.“Nice place,” I said looking around.”Italian food, it’s my favorite,” Robert said.“So, do you want to talk about the presentation for tomorrow’s meeting?” I asked after a moment.He looked at me and smiled. He had a very warm smile that lit his eyes, dark mustache to highlight his lips. He had a South accent that made me think about country music. Then he said, “Lucy, everybody knows me as Rex.” I was speechless. He wasn’t one of the managers I was going to meet the day after. He was Rex and he was in front of iddaa siteleri me in bones and flash.I froze on my chair, staring at the tablecloth, trying to decide if I wanted to run away, or if the curiosity to finally be with him was making me stay at that table. I couldn’t look at him, not yet at least. First I needed to decide.He didn’t say a word. He knew what was going on in my head and he gave me all the time to think about it and decide.‘Stay,’ a voice in my head said, ‘Find out if the feelings are real. Just for one night.’‘Run,’ another voice said, ‘Don’t allow him to ruin the fantasy. If you stay you won’t be able to go back to your life.’I pulled up my head and allowed my eyes to glare at him and memorize his features. I wanted to see how he really looked. I wanted to see his hands and imagine how they might feel on my body. I was standing at the door to a fantasy. All I had to do was walk through it. I felt my eyes filling with tears. I could see his worried expression. He wanted me to stay. I couldn’t speak, nor eat, I couldn’t even breathe. “Why?” I said with a shaking voice, “Why are you doing this? It was the perfect fantasy, and you want to ruin it. Why?” Tears started shedding my cheeks. “Because I want you to trust me. I want to feel you, to be with you, if only for one second. If you want to leave I can understand, and I won’t stop you. But I’d love you to stay at least for the duration of the dinner.”I stood up and left the restaurant. I needed air and to walk. He followed me and walked beside me without talking for a while.Then he broke the silence, “The other day you told me about this trip, and you told me the hotel where you were going to stay. Why? For how I see it, maybe a part of you wanted me to be here.”

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