Meeting My Lover's Wife

In all the commotion of the past few weeks, I forgot to mention who I met the day before Thanksgiving. Drake's wife.

As I've mentioned before, when Drake and I became lovers, he got me involved in Business X. Consequently, my husband, Dave, also got involved with Business X. Drake and his wife hold a yearly get-together the evening before Thanksgiving and Drake invited my family.

He has a lovely, cozy home about 25 minutes from us. We  (Dave, our oldest son, and I) arrived a bit late and the house was packed when we got there. Drake greeted us at the door, but I didn't see his wife (whom I've seen a picture of). I am a bit of an introvert, but my husband--forever the extravert--immediately started chatting with some people. I usually warm up after awhile, but around Dave, it is difficult to get a word in edge-wise when we go out.

Seeing that the house was getting a bit warm, we moved out to the back porch and watched the kids playing soccer in the backyard. Drake found us there and chatted us up for a bit. When his wife walked onto the porch, I saw Drake's eyes flicker from me to his wife. He introduced us all to each other.

One word to describe her: Stern.

I tried to reserve judgment, but in the back of my mind I was thinking, "How could you deny this man sex for five years??? What are you thinking, woman???"

We didn't stay long because I wasn't feeling well (I was developing a nasty chest cold).

The following morning, Drake sent me an email. He said that he was happy that we had been able to make it and that I "looked great." He also mentioned that he had hoped that I would mingle more and that I get "awfully quiet" when Dave is around.

He's getting to know every side of me.