My oh My how can this be
There he goes talking in his sleep
By and By he will connive
Does he know he’s talking in his sleep
That is the song of Toni’s that pops into my head as I lay in bed with James. This isn’t the first time this has happened, where he has a conversation with ‘Doni’, his midnight lover, and he’s professing love to her.The very first time it happened, I had just finished making wild and passionate love with my husband and I had this happy, satisfied and very content smile on my face as it has been a long time we’ve been that bold in bed. He’d slept off some minutes ago and just as I was about to drift off myself, I hear it..’oh Doni… uuhhh’.. I move away from him sharply and look at his face, his face is all screwed up like a man about to orgasm and then he moans tightly and drifts back into sleep. I couldn’t believe it. I just lay there watching him, unable to move or act. I laid there all night into morning wondering what it all meant and scared to wake him up and ask. I rationalized it to him being tired and probably muttering stuff he saw on TV or maybe I am hearing things even when I knew what had happened was real.
He woke up the next morning oblivious to what happened because he was as loving as always. We had breakfast, kissed and both set out to work. Normal routine. That night I was apprehensive as I feared what would happen. We made love but I’m a little tense and he noticed. He asked me what was wrong and I said nothing because really what was I to say..’hey, last night I heard you call out for another woman!’ oh no, I couldn’t say that…besides it really was nothing. As I laid in bed, I waited anxiously to hear it again but nothing came. He just snored on lightly as usual without any care for the world. I finally drifted off to sleep smiling happily.
Life was great and we were happy.. living and loving each other, carrying on like we were the only two people in the world.
Then it happened again, six days after the first time. The same way as the first. We’d just made sweet, crazy love and he is asleep and I am thinking ‘life is beautiful!’ then I heard it ‘oh Doni, baby….yes baby’ and his face is screwed up like that first day. My, am I flabbergasted. What does this all mean? What am I to do? Should I confront him or forget it? Maybe it will pass and it means nothing? I’m in a fix here. Who can I confide in? I finally decided to let it slide but the next time it happens, I’m going to confront him.
But it went on every now and then and I couldn’t muster the courage to confront my husband. It had become a guilty secret that was haunting my life and the worst of it was he had no clue as to what was happening.
Then this faithful evening while he was taking a shower, his phone rings. I ignored it as it is not my place to answer his phone unless he asks me to. The person at the other end is persistent and calls two more times, then I think to myself, this must be important. Whose caller id do I see on his screen? ‘DONI’. ‘so this is real?’ I think to myself, she actually exists! I’m simmering in anger and had to make up a story of a headache so as not to make love. I lie in bed, confused and hurt, wondering to myself how I was going to confront him about it and then he goes, ‘oh Doni….!’
‘The promises he made, said we’d be together for always (he’s such a liar)
Then he calls out her name’..
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