Uncharted Passions

I've been married to my husband, Sam, for almost ten years, and we're happy together. We met when we were both in college and we clicked right away. I was never the athletic type, but Sam was, always ready to try out new sports or activities. After a while, I just got tired of watching him play sports or failing at them. So I started spending more time with my own friends from school.

But then I found out that Sam had a friend of his own. This guy named Derek who was also into sports and liked doing all the same things as him. They would go mountain biking together or playing basketball in the gym and whatnot. That kind of thing drove me crazy because no matter how hard I tried to get back into sports with Sam, he just didn't want to do it anymore. He'd only be interested if Derek was there to join him, so that made me think that they were more than just friends. It's not like they ever did anything together you know? But it still bothered me that he preferred hanging around with this other guy over me.

After a while, though, I got over it. And after about three months of being jealous and depressed about it, I decided to talk to Sam about my feelings. So one night when we were in bed together after making love, I told him about my jealousy towards Derek and how much it bothered me that he preferred his company to mine. He just looked at me for a few moments before replying.

"I'm sorry," he said softly before putting his head on my chest as he hugged me tightly around my waist, "I really am."

I made a small noise in response before running my fingers through his hair while squeezing him a little tighter against myself. I wanted so much for us to be close again. The last three months had been terrible between us because of the strain our relationship went through, and now that we were finally talking again, it felt good. I wanted so much for everything to go back to normal again like it should be between us two instead of what it had been during those months when we stopped talking altogether because of our misunderstandings regarding each other's relationships with other people outside our marriage.

"It's not even about him," Sam suddenly said after several silent minutes between us as he continued holding on to me tightly around my waist, "it's about you."

I blinked in confusion at his words before looking down at him curiously below me where my face was buried in his hair as he nuzzled against my chest with his nose every once in awhile. "What do you mean?" I asked him curiously as curiosity took over me within the depths of my mind despite being more worried about fixing things with him than getting an explanation for his strange confession at this very moment.

It wasn't long before Sam sighed heavily before looking up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes of his that sparkled in the dim light coming from somewhere outside our bedroom window behind us. "I really hate how jealous you get sometimes," he replied softly as he looked up at me while he sat cross-legged on our bed beneath me where we were both naked under the covers despite being exhausted from making love earlier on until now when we were done trying to fix everything between us without realising it until now when we were done talking and were too tired to do anything else but sit here together naked under the blankets with each other as we tried to fall asleep after a long day spent trying to fix whatever had been wrong between us for so long now until now when we finally succeeded in patching things up again after so many weeks of being apart from each other when we had no idea why but now everything is okay again after admitting our faults and asking for each other's forgiveness for hurting one another because of things that ultimately ended up being silly misunderstandings which only happened because neither one of us tried hard enough to fight for our relationship until now when everything's okay again between us two despite how difficult all this has been today, but now it's over and everything will be fine again between us two from now on from here on out since nothing will ever keep us apart anymore since nothing can tear apart these two lovers who love each other dearly despite everything bad that may have happened between them these past few weeks because they love each other too damn much!

Did you get all that? Because THAT'S WHAT SAM SAID TO ME AFTER WE FINALLY STARTED TALKING AGAIN AFTER THREE MONTHS OF NOT SPEAKING WITH EACH OTHER WHILE TRYING TO FIX OUR RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT REALISING IT UNTIL NOW WHEN WE FINALLY DID REALISE IT AND ARE TALKING AGAIN AND ARE FIXING THINGS NOW BY MAKING LOVE TO EACH OTHER HERE IN BED WHEN WE FINALLY GOT CLOSE AGAIN AFTER SO LONG NOW! AND YOU KNOW WHAT? THERE WASN'T A SINGLE WORD THAT SOUNDED LIKE THAT OUT OF HIM! HE JUST SAID IT ALL SIMPLY AND CLEARLY WITHOUT ANY OF THE BLAH BLAH BLAH STUFF THAT WAS JUST IN MY HEAD!

So yeah... that's what happened... *cough* moving on...

"So what are you saying?" I asked him curiously as he sighed heavily once more before answering 'what' like a broken record player stuck on repeat right next to the stereo system playing 'I Think We're Alone Now' by Tiffany beside us somewhere here inside our bedroom where nobody else could hear anything except for the sound coming out of said broken record player which we still couldn't hear anyway because nobody else was home right now except for just the two of us alone in this room together staring down at one another underneath the thick blanket covering our naked bodies which were both shivering slightly from the cold wind blowing through an open window somewhere behind us outside near some trees near our house which is located within a quiet neighbourhood far away from any loud city traffic or noisy people who don't know how not to yell their heads off every single time they speak!

Sam stared down into my eyes silently before answering softly: "You're too nice sometimes."

"What?"

He sighed heavily once more before repeating himself word-for-word exactly like before: "You're too nice sometimes."

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