Lovers spat

Date: 12/1/2017

I’m in a hotel convention center. It looks like Embassy Suites in Nashville. I’m walking down a hallway with a man I know from work. He slides his arm around my waist. I allow this, but pull away a little sooner than he thought I should. I pull away because it’s not really an appropriate relationship. I’m his boss. I am attracted to him very much. He is attracted to me, and I think I shouldn’t have been so obvious in my attraction to him. The sexual tension is incredible. I’m upset that I have offended him, that I have hurt him. He storms off down the hall. He says hurtful things (cannot recall specifics). I go back to my hotel room. I look out the window and can see him from a distance. I remember that I’m married and have a family. It occurs to me that I’m dreaming, and that maybe that reality is not the dream reality. It isn’t the dream reality. I’m probably being unfair to him, and being distant for that reason that confusion between dream reality and waking reality. And because I’m his boss. I also realize that maybe he is a little insecure and that has led to some jealousy. He comes to my room (our room). I am crying and tell him that I’m sorry that I hurt him, but he has to understand that it is hard for me because I’m in a position of authority over him. He has to be patient. But also I expect him to not say cruel things. I’m not a girl who is into playing mind games. I don’t get into relationships with people like that, and that’s got to stop if he wants to be with me. I lead him over to the bed and we make love. It is tender, not rough. When it’s morning, he gets up to leave. I’m getting ready and as he leaves he kisses me softly on my forehead before tilting my head up toward his face. He says he understands now and apologizes for “being a jerk.” I tell him that he was being a dick. He agrees that he was. He had no reason to be jealous. He won’t say those things again. He kisses me, softly, in a lingering way before he says goodbye and steps out the door. After he leaves, I reflect that he was good in bed, and that relieving that tension was necessary for him to feel confident in the relationship. It helped him to see that we are really together and that I love him. I remember his gentleness and how much I liked that, and how that is really important to me. I want to kiss him again and look forward to his coming home to me in the evening.