Dirty affairs with her Captain

Chapter 1: married but lonely

I'm awoken from my sleep by the sudden need to quench my thirst. My throat feels parched and rough, almost as if I went to bed screaming, which I didn't. I feel around the other side of the bed with my hand, and I'm not surprised when I find it empty.I roll my eyes and turn on the bedside lamp "The third night in a row. Nothing new here" I mutter to myself as I get out of bed. I put on my slippers and make my way to the kitchen. Turning on the lights I contemplate having wine instead of water.I could blame this on being thirsty but I knew the urge for wine was to forget about the brewing annoyance in me, caused by the fact that my husband, has spent three nights out of his matrimonial home.I gulp down a whole glass of wine before going to the sink for a glass of water. I'm too tired for this. I should be used to it by now, the way he always picks work over me, over our marriage. Like I said, nothing new. I place my used glass in the sink and make my way back into the room. I pick