Again .. just as the title says. But it will be in parts as the article is too big to post all in one shot.
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How to Survive an Affair
by Willard F. Harley, Jr.
A reprint of chapter 13 of His Needs, Her Needs (2011 Edition)
Alex sighed quietly as he reached over to turn out the light. Then he turned back to kiss Elaine's cheek. "Good night, honey," he whispered.
No answer. Elaine slept soundly on. That did not surprise him, and he knew how angry she'd be if he woke her just to make love. He lay down and pulled the covers over his shoulder. Long ago he had given up the loser's game of feeling sorry for himself. He just had to face it that Elaine no longer felt any interest in sex. She had once, he'd thought, in the early years of their marriage, before the children came along.
Next morning as Alex caught the 7:30 commuter train he greeted Harriet and Fred, who also worked for his firm. As Alex opened his morning paper he remembered his empty noon schedule. "Hey, you two," he called out. "My lunch partner's out of town today. Either of you free?"
"Sorry," Fred told him. "I have to be across town." Alex looked at Harriet, a tall, willowy woman, studious and plain. "I'd love to go to lunch with you," she answered brightly.
I haven't seen her in a while, Alex thought. Harriet had gone to his high school, and they'd lost track of each other for a few years, until they started working for the same company. Their friendship rekindled several months before, when they began working on the same team, installing a new computer system. Once they'd completed that, though, Alex's responsibilities took him to the fifth floor, while she stayed on the seventh.
"You know," Alex told her that day at lunch, "I'm kind of glad Charlie had to go out of town today."
"Me, too," she agreed, smiling. "I've missed you since you went downstairs. We should have done this sooner."
"Yeah. Working on that project was the most fun I've had in a long time."
"The system's really proving itself, too. Float time on orders has been reduced to almost nothing."
"That doesn't surprise me." Alex chuckled. "Why, with you and me on that job, it couldn't fail."
As they left Alex and Harriet made plans to meet again next week. Soon the midweek luncheon had become a regular part of their schedules. Once Harriet gave Alex a book on computer programming, and a few weeks later he responded with a modest but lovely bracelet. As he gave it to her at lunch her face lit up. Leaning over the table, she kissed him gently on the cheek.
"Harriet, I have to be honest," he told her awkwardly. "I'm getting awfully attached to you. It's . . . well, it's more than friendship."
"Alex," she responded, her voice low, "I feel that way, too."
"I've never told you how I feel about Elaine. . . ."
"And you never need to," she reassured him.
"But I want to. I've never been able to talk to anyone about it before. I'd like to now."
"Then go ahead. It's okay.