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Smelling your bed

I realized today that I was smelling my bed looking for some cheating signs. I was looking for an usual smell, for a sign, a piece of hair or maybe a spot. Everything was clean and then I relaxed.

Why did I do this ?

First, because I remember how my bed was after a passionate love affair with a beautiful and incredibly sexy smelling woman. I have so clear in mind that night and it still gives me fever when I remember her. I think any man would feel heaven is closer when a woman like the one I met makes love with him: the way she was dressed, the way she was moving (dancing the dance of seduction) and, most of all, the way she was smelling. The very next morning, when she left for her job, I remained a few more hours in bed, sniffing the bed sheets, holding close the pillows, thinking of her… and the night we had..

Words are not enough to describe the feeling - it’s my head, in my stomach, in my… :)

I was so excited by that night of passion that I completely forgot about the fact that my “regular” lover (I was having a girlfriend for some time then) was about to visit my apartment later on that day. And I did not want to stop enjoying that smell of that stranger woman that came in my life for another night and left such a powerful trace in my body and soul. My girlfriend was smelling good as well, but not like she did. I was charmed..

Somehow, I only wake up only when my spouse arrived and, like any woman, she immediately felt that perfume of love that was still present in my bedroom. Nature or human nature is amazing.. her woman instinct was telling her that another one has been in her place, in my bad. She start sniffing the sheets, the towels, and the she was looking for something in my eyes - she knew somehow that I have cheated her last night but she did not have any evidence .. only that .. perfume..

Second reason was fear - a strong feeling of cheating has been through my mind these days.

Experience and fear made me smell the bed.. to find out.. if cheating in love is back in my life, but from a different perspective.

Waiting to be free

Few days ago, I had a chat with one of my colleagues at the office. He was telling me a story about a very attractive woman, the mistress of his boss, that drove him crazy with her nonchalant attitude.

I did not fear to show to my colleague that I liked and was very impressed by his story, but I did not tell him the true reason of that. He was actually very proud of having that woman in bed with him as soon as she broke up with his boss: he was flirting with her whenever she got into the office to visit her lover (the boss) and when he found out they were not together anymore, he took her out. What “moved” me so much is that, in the meantime, we was offering his shoulder to his poor boss suffering for losing the “restless lady” (the boss was very in love with her, but she was only after his money).

Actually, the reason I was so deeply moved by his story is that it somehow happened to me too, very long time ago… The difference is that in the story it was not my boss, but one of my “best friends” (as he pretended) - and I had the unfortunate role of the cheated boss.

I don’t know if I should call this cheating, but I know that I was very furious, mad and disappointed when I heard that my ex-lover was getting out with my “best friend”. It is true, she was not with me anymore at that time but I was still in love with her (she was my first love) and I was terribly suffering after we broke up.

And I was so naive and foolish to share my pain with that “good old friend” of mine who seemed to listen to me and offer me his compassion, while he was patiently waiting to get along with the most important woman for me at that time.

Of course, neither him nor my ex-girlfriend admit about their relationship, even if sometimes it was so obvious. I said to myself that it doesn’t matter anymore, that this was a good lesson to learn and that maybe someday, I’ll get my revenge.

And I did - oh God, I did get my revenge on both and they don’t even know.