I guess I got maybe a bit carried away at the end of the last thread. Still, it was quite enjoyable to re-live it again.
It was this morning that I am posting about now. I had just finished clearing the snow from our driveway about noon when I came back in and Sue was on the phone. She was talking somewhat quietly in the kitchen and I don't think she heard me come in as she didn't come out to the living room. I couldn't make out what she was saying but could hear a giggle every few minutes.
When I realized she didn't hear me, I stuck my head in and she said "oh - here he is, you can talk to him and tell him what you want". She handed me the phone and said "it's Frank". He made some idle talk for a moment asking me how the snow was and how he doesn't have to shovel where he is, etc. Then he said that when Sue "comes over" later that he wanted to know if he could borrow my electric sander, that he'd left his at one of his jobsites and if I was okay, whether I could send it over with her.
I was a bit taken by surprise by how open and calmly he was talking about her coming over and then realized that they must have had quite the conversation before I came back in. It felt kind of odd that it seemed so easy to talk about but I also knew Sue wanted it this way, that it would be okay between us out in the open, so I just went with the flow.
I asked him what he was working on we talked for a few more minutes. He said thanks but the subject of her going over there never came up. But just as he was starting to hang up I asked him calmly what time he thought Sue would be coming home at. I even surprised myself at how calm I was. He seemed equally calm and said that they'd talked about her going over about 2pm and returning about 6pm. I surprised myself even more by saying something like - okay, talk to you later - and then - I added "enjoy". It's something I say at times instead of goodbye but I didn't think about the double-meaning.
So - that it. I waited for her after she took a shower and she teased me by going back to her panty-routine for fun before she left. Our daughter has a friend over and they're busy with some Xbox game so I'm just sitting here waiting for her. It feels different waiting this time than the others, I guess it'll take a little getting used to. Definitely less anxiety, but maybe even more arousal?
It was this morning that I am posting about now. I had just finished clearing the snow from our driveway about noon when I came back in and Sue was on the phone. She was talking somewhat quietly in the kitchen and I don't think she heard me come in as she didn't come out to the living room. I couldn't make out what she was saying but could hear a giggle every few minutes.
When I realized she didn't hear me, I stuck my head in and she said "oh - here he is, you can talk to him and tell him what you want". She handed me the phone and said "it's Frank". He made some idle talk for a moment asking me how the snow was and how he doesn't have to shovel where he is, etc. Then he said that when Sue "comes over" later that he wanted to know if he could borrow my electric sander, that he'd left his at one of his jobsites and if I was okay, whether I could send it over with her.
I was a bit taken by surprise by how open and calmly he was talking about her coming over and then realized that they must have had quite the conversation before I came back in. It felt kind of odd that it seemed so easy to talk about but I also knew Sue wanted it this way, that it would be okay between us out in the open, so I just went with the flow.
I asked him what he was working on we talked for a few more minutes. He said thanks but the subject of her going over there never came up. But just as he was starting to hang up I asked him calmly what time he thought Sue would be coming home at. I even surprised myself at how calm I was. He seemed equally calm and said that they'd talked about her going over about 2pm and returning about 6pm. I surprised myself even more by saying something like - okay, talk to you later - and then - I added "enjoy". It's something I say at times instead of goodbye but I didn't think about the double-meaning.
So - that it. I waited for her after she took a shower and she teased me by going back to her panty-routine for fun before she left. Our daughter has a friend over and they're busy with some Xbox game so I'm just sitting here waiting for her. It feels different waiting this time than the others, I guess it'll take a little getting used to. Definitely less anxiety, but maybe even more arousal?