Date: Sun, 9 Jan 2011 12:53:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Lacie Babenco <lacie_babenco@yahoo.com>
Subject: Naimi's Adventure - Chapter 1

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Naimi's Adventure

Chapter 1


Five weeks.  It had been about five weeks of the `routine' Naimi thought to
herself.  The new reality was starting to settle in as she looked at the
calendar.  Her husband Rob had gotten into a routine and she was thinking
to herself "this is my future, being a weekend wife".

In a tough economic climate, Rob had a great job.  He was overseeing a
major construction project in another country.  The pay was incredible,
three times what he had been making when they were married.  So it was a
major tradeoff, they now had a home that felt more like a palace but he was
gone for almost 2 weeks at a stretch.  He would leave and come back 2 weeks
later for 2 days and then be gone for 3 weeks and be back for a 4 day
break.  It was a `routine' they both had started to come to terms with.

The project was massive, scheduled to take 3 years.  Rob and Naimi knew
this would lead to a great deal of money and opportunity.  Rob didn't want
Naimi moving to where he worked.  It was a worksite in another country.
Cultures were different and he was concerned she'd feel confined to a
work-based home and unable to adventure out at all.

The reality was that she felt that way in the palace they had bought.
Without him, it wasn't the same.  The neighborhood they moved to was
basically filled with huge homes and people who were never in them.  Naimi
couldn't walk down to the shops or markets, they were miles away.  She felt
like a virtual prisoner in her own home.  Venturing out for some shopping
or groceries.  Many of her friends had careers and were too busy to spend
much time with her save for the weekends.  Those times were even tougher
because everyone of her friends had a boyfriend or husband and she'd be
going solo.  It made her want Rob even more so.

The times Rob came home were what she lived for, but it was over so fast.
He'd come in, nearly exhausted but she'd tackle him as he entered the
house.  Holding him and feeling him against her body.  They would make love
as often as she could get it from him.  Being young and lonely, Naimi did
her best to show him how much she loved him and how badly he was missed.
Poor Rob would barely be able to walk after a few days with Naimi.

Sadly, it would be over so fast.  He'd pack fresh clothes and be on a jet
away from her again for weeks on end in this 5 week cycle that was becoming
normal.  Naimi would feel so lonely and even if she called or texted or
emailed Rob, it wasn't right.  He had an important job and she wanted to
support him, not be a huge distraction.

She didn't need or really want a job but being cooped up was not working.
Rob had suggested finding a club for socializing.  They could afford it and
he was hoping to give her a chance to meet other people since he'd be away
for such long stretches.  So Rob looked up a few places not too far from
where the house was and gave her some suggestions.  Naimi knew she needed
to get out and figured it was worth it to explore and find out what the
lifestyle they had could bring.  After all, she could meet some people and
maybe find a good job for Rob to come home too if she could `get in' with
some of the people in this ritzy neighborhood.

So after Rob departed for his 3 weeks away, Naimi took a note with the
address of a social club that Rob had heard of.  It was really a country
club with spa, workout space, tennis, pool and all the amenities.  There
were several people that Rob knew that would sponsor him if he wanted to
join so he got a `probationary' membership.  It basically gave Naimi all
access but she wasn't a full member.  It was a chance for the people at the
club to meet her and get to know her before any decision was given letting
the couple in.

Her first visit was so stiff and stale she nearly fell asleep.  It was
pretty old-school.  A very traditional place, formalities that might have
appealed to her Grandmother would abound.  The architecture was beautiful
but totally not what Naimi would have ever chosen.  She took a lengthy tour
with the manager who wanted to make sure she had a chance to see all the
amenities.

So many of the people there were far older than her or 10 years younger
than she was.

Naimi muttered to herself "You have to be retired or a teenager here it
seems".

There was a bit of solace near the very end of the tour when the manager
took her to see the workout center.  It was attached to a large workout
facility filled with workout machines including treadmills and weights.
This was much newer than the rest of the club.  It was reflected in the
people she could see.

"This is where the 30 year olds hide" Naimi grinned.

Looking further, she saw spa composed of a set of massage rooms, sauna and
therapeutic showers scented with mint or eucalyptice and a variety of
exotic tropical scents.  The coconut and vanilla was gentle, intoxicating
and inviting.  This had the little hair on the back of her neck standing up
as she smiled and thought that maybe this little paradise would be nice to
go to when the hours of the days seemed so long.

A woman walked by in workout tights, with her `turbo' top and spandex
workout pants. She was fit and lean with long black hair that had a slight
wave even in her tightly pulled ponytail.  The manager pointed out that
that person was Jessie and that Naimi may have a lot in common with her.
Her husband also worked abroad and she had come in some time ago looking
for a chance to meet some people and really had found a nice community at
the club.

Jessie heard her name as she picked up a clean white terrycloth towel to
dry herself.  She turned and with an energized bounce approached the two
ladies.  Naimi had always been a bit bashful and when Jamie stepped close
she smiled and blushed to Jamie's energy.

"I heard my name, Theresa, are you trying to sell the club or are you
trying to sell me?" Jamie joked as she winked at Naimi.

The manager was quick to answer without sounding too presumptuous.  "You
know, we always like to share good stories of how people enjoy being here"
Theresa answered with a grin.

"Don't believe her dear" Jamie said while leaning in and smiling to Naimi.
"It's a bunch of old folks and anyone under 60 comes here for a bit of
sanity" Her hands extended as if to say `look around at this little safe
haven'

Naimi giggled at this exchange and liked the way that Jamie seemed so free
and happy with things.  In general, this is something Naimi only felt when
Rob was home.  Free and happy, now that would be something Naimi would
enjoy and if it was here, maybe coming back would be something she'd really
like .

Jamie had a bold swagger to her energy.  She touched Naimi on the arm and
asked "So you're here to check out the club?  Just be sure to look me up,
I'll tell you the real scoop that the management won't mention.  Don't let
her bore you to death."

The manager chuckled gently and jokingly put her hands up saying `guilty'.

This broke the ice and had all three women smiling and enjoying a light
moment.

With a little more of the tour left, Naimi saw the pool and hot tubs,
running track and all the benefits of coming to the club.  Her membership
was open to her using essentially everything like a full membership.  This
was an exclusive club and it was new and exciting that she could be here.
Of course, the idea that there was a good meal here anytime also appealed
to Naimi, she was so tired of cooking or ordering out, coming here seemed
to have a lot of benefits.

As she shook hands with the manager, she had a feeling she'd be back the
next day to try a little exercising and some pampering.  She was nervous as
she drove home but had a feeling that there were plenty of opportunities.
She could work out and feel fit and spoil herself at the same time and if
she was lucky, maybe she'd make some new friends.