The Bonds of Trust, Chapter 2

The Bonds of Trust

By russell-ville-man

Chapter 2.

I heard the shower, woke with a start and sat up bolt straight. My head throbbed and I felt like death warmed over. I fell back onto the bed.

“Kori, where are you?” Oh, yeah, the shower.

I’d been dreaming. I was dressed. All in pink. A young man was pulling my pink panties down & off. He then had me bend over and show him what I wanted & where I wanted it. He’d then proceeded to enter me gently, finally releasing deep inside me. I’d had the same dream, or, close variations to it many times before. But, this time, this time was different. This time, in the dream Kori was present. And she was watching me with this man. Sitting & watching us.

“Good morning, you.” Kori came out of the bathroom in her ultra plush cloth bathrobe, courtesy of Mandalay Bay. Her hair was turbaned in a white towel. She looked no worse for wear after last night’s confessionals. In fact, she looked absolutely gorgeous.

“You should climb into the shower. In the meantime I’ll order up hot coffee and some goodies. Then we can finish our talk and re-start our honey moon. How does that sound, darling?”

“That sounds like a capital idea, Kori.” I’d started for the bathroom when she lightly touched my arm as I walked by her.

“Matty.” She hugged me tightly. As tight as she’d ever done before. “I love you, Matty. I’ll love you forever.”

“I love you too, girl. With all my heart.”

The shower felt invigorating. I was starting to renew myself. Last night seemed distant now. I donned my own cloth bathrobe, wiped the steam from the mirror and caught a close shave. When I came out of the bathroom, the food had arrived. Kori had it ready on the table close to the window. We’d gotten a suite with a spectacular view of The Strip, from both the living room & the bedroom. Though at this time of a morning, The Strip looked a bit gaudy & worn out.

“I’m famished, Matty. How bout you?” I helped Kori into her chair and then sat down opposite.

“Well, my stomach is doing cartwheels, but, I have to get something into it, that’s for certain.”

We ate while conversing quietly about everything except what was on both our minds.

We were sitting there sipping our third cup of coffee when Kori made the overture.

“Matty, I need to say this to you. I need to get it out and I need you to listen to me very carefully.”

“Sure, Kori, I’ll listen to you now, sweetheart. Please.”

“Matt, when I saw you that day I was of course totally surprised. But, I was also instantly intrigued. Yes, I was. It’s the truth. Seeing you that afternoon was something that I’ll never quite get over. You were so, so, beautiful & handsome, so honest & good, so vulnerable & yet so powerful. I was mesmerized by the sights & sounds of what I saw & heard that afternoon. I was frozen and could not stop watching with wonderment.

And I knew as I stood there and watched the scene unfold that I couldn’t tell you until after we married. I couldn’t risk losing you. I knew you wouldn’t want to marry me if you were aware of my knowledge of your activities that afternoon. Of your secrets. I was so afraid I’d lose you. That you wouldn’t trust me ever again. That you wouldn’t trust my love in the aftermath of my trespass there in your apartment. So, I made up my mind to keep the incident from you until after we married and I could prove to you what I believe in my heart & mind. I don’t want you to push that side of your life away. I want you to enjoy your desires and longings. I want to help fulfill them if I can. I believe that is what you would want for me, Matty. I know that to be true. You’re the finest man I’ve ever known.

I want our marriage to be one of giving to each other what each of us needs & desires. And I want us to now give to each other this need & desire. You need & desire these experiences in an open atmosphere, not hidden from me. I need & desire to grant them to you and experience them with you to the point that you feel comfortable with. We can find our contentment here, Matty. This is our moment. I consider us extremely fortunate to have this challenge, this opportunity that confronts us. Together. Only together can we find our happiness, our contentment.

Please, Matthew. Let me come to you now. Let me take care of you. You need me now. They’ll come a time in our marriage when I’ll need you just as desperately. And I’ll expect to find you there when I turn to you. Please turn to me now Matty, and I’ll be here, not to judge, but, to understand & enjoy your needs & passions and help you realize them. This is us, Matty. You & I. Nobody else. Just you & I, sweetheart.

Please, Matty. For us.”

I’d broken into quiet tears as Kori spoke. I let her get it all out, to finish, as I should have done the night before when she made a similar request to be heard in total. This time I abided her.

“You’re right, Kori. I would have run if I’d a known before our wedding. I thank God & you for your silence & restraint. I owe you my life & my happiness. I’ll never forget your words of unconditional love & boundless dedication this morning as long as I live. I would like nothing more than to make this journey with you & permit you to lead the way. Thank you, Kori. You’re my wife and I’ll love you forever.”

She came to me then, sat in my lap and cried along with me. Nothing was said. We just held one another and let the tears fall.

—to be continued—