Soccer Mom and Man in a passionate love affair

[Abercrombie1]

We see each other week after week.. We make eye contact but never speak. WE know nothing about each is she married is he married, what is her name what is his name. But week after week and practice after practice there seems to be some type of feeling in the air....


Male
Name: Mr. Walsh thats how the kids know me
6'1 175 brown hair cut short, brown eyes.

I am searching for that soccer mom that needs the excitement back in her like....

 

[pj38]

"Go, Naaattthhann!" I screamed, and watched my son run furiously after the ball.

I am Lauren Miller, soccer mom. Thirty-five years old, two kids, accountant husband who works late, minivan, house in the suburbs. I have brown hair that has been shoulder length since highschool I keep fit with jogging and yoga. Life has been good to me.

But lately I sense something missing, an emptiness inside. I feel terribly guilty for saying so, but I wish my life had more passion. Still, I press on, with little time to think of how things might change.

As the players whiz by on the soccer field, I see a familiar face nearby. I think his name is Walsh--he has a son the same age as mine.

"Hi, there. It's Mr. Walsh, right? I see you here each week. My name's Lauren, Lauren Miller."

 

[Abercrombie1]

"Lauren Smith from JFK High is that you?....It has been years since i have see you."... i walk over in your direction trying to keep one eye on the field but also one looking at a girl that is now a beautiful women from my past......My mind races back thinking of you and the those high school day. "So what are you doing here?".. i look over at you waiting for your reponse.

 

[Abercrombie1]

"Call me Chris"..i have seen you here at every game i knew that face and body from somewhere but i could never but it together." "I take it your son is Nathan , my son is number 3 and his name is Brandon"...i look over at you adn my mind begins to race again with the thought i had about you those years ago.

 

[pj38]

"Chris Walsh! Of course! How long it's been! You're looking real good."

And he really was. Lots of our crowd had 'let themselves go,' so to speak, but Chris had stayed fit and handsome. Seeing him brought back fond memories of the teen crush I had on him for a while.

"What are you doing with yourself these days--besides keeping up with soccer season?"

 

[Abercrombie1]

"Your looking great also."... "You were always the cheerleader type in high school sexy and always looking great, and it sure looks like you get a rise out of those football players today" i look over at you smile as if i knew so much about your past..."well as for me when i am not here at a game or at practice i work at a advertising firm"..."What about you? what are you up to these days, beside being the sexy soccer mom you are"................................. "Are you still married to that one guy.. i cant remember his name, but i havent seen him around here"....i wait for your answer with some anticipation, but down deep i have other thoughts. i wait for your answer i look away to catch a glimpse of them game then turn right back to you

 

[pj38]

"Yep, Bill Miller. I'm impressed you remembered. Fifteen years. I co-own a dress shop in the mall--manage to keep it a part time thing. And Bill, well, he doesn't do soccer. I guess it just turned into my thing. Between the shop and soccer, well, that's about my whole story."

I have a lot of experience putting a good face on my marriage. I know how lonely I am, but I feel so guilty when I think things aren't working out. And scared, of what I could lose. Chris's flirting reminds me of high school, a time when I was alive and happy.

"What about you, is your wife here? I don't remember seeing you with anyone."

 

[Abercrombie1]

"She is never around. she is either shopping or getting her nails done or at the beach"..."she doesnt find this very enjoyable"...i look over at you "15 years i never saw you as a get married and settle down type. You were always the life of the party"....."So your marriage is bacially a front, your still together laugh sometimes but the sex has either gone away or the passion is not there anymore." i lean over and whipser into your ear "does the thought of him still get you wet?" then i pull back away and turn my attention to the game.

 

[pj38]

A jolt of anger shot through me at his brash insinuation. I had never complained about my marriage, and I had never contemplated having an affair. But it was as if Chris had read my mind and, however crudely, was offering up thoughts I myself was not yet brave enough to think.

I watched Nathan chase a ball across the field, and suddenly Brandon came from the other direction and got to it first. There were things about my marriage that were desperately important to me. But Chris seemed to have learned to distinguish the things he loved from those he didn't. I wondered if he and his wife had come to accept their differences, if maybe they had some kind of "understanding."

In any case, he was right. I had not known passion for some time, and I had long buried my memories of the hot teenage girl I once was.

"Chris?" I had a serious tone in my voice. "It sounds like you've grown distant from your wife. What do you do for passion? I mean...how have you worked things out so that...well...you and your wife can have all the things you want?"

This seemed like a ridiculous thing to say to a man I hadn't seen since high school who had just asked me if my husband still got me wet. But it was all I had to offer. I hoped he would understand.

 

[Abercrombie1]

"Well it depends on what you mean by passion" i lean over and whisper in your ear trying to keep my voice down "we still fuck, its not making love anymore.".."she is to busy these days, i might get a quickie here or there but the sex isnt what it use to be so, and she knows that, so now we fuck and if fucking others makes me happy she is all for that" "she picked her career over sex and i just deal with it"......i turn back to the field not knowing what affect my answer has just had on you "what about you is your passion still there???

 

[pj38]

Lauren

I didn't often hear people use words like "fuck" and "quickie," and it was a little uncomfortable. But he meant well, at least I think so, so I carried on the conversation.

"Me, well, I just think we've moved into a different phase of life. My family is important. We have lots of pleasure we didn't have before."

I was going to go on, but I had to ask about one thing he said.

"You mean your wife knows you sleep with other women?"

 

[Abercrombie1]

"well she thinks thats is what i am doing".."like i said we eat dinner, she does some work while i do homework with the kids then it is bedtime, she goes to sleep i go to sleep" "its a difficult situation i guess and hard to explain" i turn back to the game, but before turn i away i take a quick peek down at your chest then back to the game

 

[pj38]

Lauren

I didn't exactly understand what he meant. But he had answered me honestly, and I owed him the same.

"Chris, my marriage is my whole life, and I guess it really isn't very much like high school. Including not all that much passion. And I really thought it was that way for everyone."

I paused a moment.

"What would you do if you were in my shoes?"

 

[Abercrombie1]

I take my eyes away from the game. "i cant tell you what to do. all i can say is follow your heart and what you desire."" i know that can be very hard, but you have to be happy and do things that make yourself happy." "you need the pleasure and the excitement".."you need to feel the wetness and hot flashes that you remember from your past" .."holding feelings in and repressing your needs can only hurt you"

i turn back to the game wondering to myself, how your going to respond.

 

[pj38]

Lauren

He was right, but still I didn't know what I would or wouldn't do. And it wasn't working to speak about it abstractly.

"And I take it that if I were to follow my heart, it might lead to you? Do you have some kind of plan of how I might release these repressed feelings?"