Oh, ***** me, babe, I can’t believe I did that, I bent quickly to kiss the bruise. Dont move hon, Ill be right back, I managed to say and scurried off to the kitchen to get some ice.

Opening the freezer and grabbing some cubes to put in a baggie wrapped around a towel, I just shook my had and mumbled over and over to myself . . THIS ***** HAS GOT TO STOP YOU MORON – – YOU CAN’T EVEN DREAM ANY MORE WITHOUT BEING INVADED BY ALL THINGS L – -YOU HAVE GOT TO STOP — FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT STOP.

Hurrying back to the bedroom, I rushed in to find K sitting on the bed with her back against the headboard, cushioned by several pillows. She was still holding her eye and running her tongue across her teeth to be sure I hadnt knocked anything loose in there as well.

Gingerly I hopped on the bed and straddled her hips, gently taking her hand from her face and kissing the bruised and scratched cheekbone again before placing the icebag on it.

I whispered in her ear as I carefully placed the cold relief on her face and ran my fingers through her hair as I once again apologized in my most truly sincere voice.

Baby, I am sooo sorry, really I am. I think that dream scared me and I didnt know what I was doing. Please, dont be angry, I didnt mean it, really.

I licked her neck and bit her earlobe as I softly spoke then removed the ice to kiss her cheek again.

She grabbed my wrist and nudged me away, examining my face carefully. I sat up and looked back at her . . . What? I asked as she just kept scanning my face.

What did you do to your eye, babe, she asked. It looks scratched and all red. What happened?

I tried to explain to her about the vacation dream, about me just sitting in a park and sweating and then seeing a naked woman. I most definitely left out all the parts about who was whom and why I was dreaming about them – she really didnt need to be bothered with all those messy details. And she actually laughed out loud at the silliness of the dream and said there was probably some deep seeded psychological meaning behind me dreaming of naked women.

I took a deep breath and agreed with her then slid off her hips to lie beside her and apply the ice pack once again. Mixed emotions began to engulf me just as I had experienced them in my dream as I lie there having just deceived my wife once again.

Knowing I had to find a way to stop myself from spiraling out of control, from chatting with strangers, from arranging clandestine rendezvous with writers, from sext messaging mysterious authors, I decided to do the only thing I knew how.

Hey, babe, since we are both awake, lets hit the Showtime On Demand and watch that last episode of the L again. Bette was ***** hot as usual and I think it was one of the best ones yet this season. What do ya say, hon? A little ice, a little L, a little Beach?

I raised my eyebrows up and down as I tickled her side just a bit. I know it hurt for her to laugh but she did, laugh that is, and agreed that a little L was just what we both needed.

(I AM SUCH A WEAK, LYING PIECE OF ***** ADDICT ) I said to myself reaching for the remote, filled with mixed emotions as I found the Showtime On Demand . . . .

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