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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.