"Hi"
"Hey there sexy" His deep voice answered.
"Whatcha doing this weekend?" She inquired.
"Not sure. Why?"
"My girlfriend and I are meeting for drinks down your way. Wanna meet me?"
"Don't know. What time and where?" He asked.
"Seven. The Old Barn Inn."
"Let me see if I can get out."
"Ok. We'll be there either way. If you can get loose, stop by. I promise, it will be worth it."
*******
Josie sat back and listened half heartedly to her girlfriend bitch about her latest boyfriend. Her eyes were on the door. How she hoped Jason would show up. Ever since he had told her he wanted to have sex with her, she had been planning on a way to get him to meet her.
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Of course I am. Bob is an asshole. All men are."
"Steven isn't."
Josie smiled at the mention of her husband of fifteen years. No, Steven wasn't an asshole. He was one of the good guys. She was lucky. They had a great marriage and three great kids. She didn't want for anything.
And yet, here she was, hoping to meet someone and have sex with him.
"Steven is the exception. But there are men out there who are not."
"You seem preoccupied. What's up?"
"Nothing. Want another drink?" Josie asked finishing her Mike's Hard Lemonade and standing up.
"Sure. Then I'm outta here."
Josie turned and headed to the bar. They had been there for two hours. It was obvious Jason wasn't coming. And she had just enough of Sara's bitching.
"Two Mike's" She told the bartender.
"You got it." He turned away.
Josie was digging the money out of her pocket when two bottles were placed in front of her.
"I've got it." A deep, familiar voice said behind her.
Josie smiled and grabbed the bottles. She stood still. She could feel the heat of him against her back.
"Aren't you going to turn around." He whispered at her ear.
Josie could only nod. His warm breath sent a shiver through her body, causing her nipples to harden almost painfully.
Slowly she turned and stared up into smiling brown eyes.
"Well, Josie in the flesh." He said and pressed a little closer to her. "So nice to finally meet you."
"And you. Though I didn't think you would be this tall."
"You like tall men." He reminded her.
"You're right. Come on, we have a table over there."
Josie slid past him and walked back to her table.
"Who's your friend?" Sara asked taking her drink.
"This is Jason. We used to work together." Josie sat and waited for Jason to do the same before introducing them.
"Nice to meet you." Sara said looking him over. "So, you're married too."
Jason laughed. "You make it sound like a disease."
"Isn't it?"
"Don't mind her Jason. She's pissed because her boyfriend won't commit."
"Damn right. Five good years I have given him. And for what? He's not ready yet." She said in a whiny voice.
They all laughed. Jason signaled a passing waitress and ordered a Guiness.
"How can you drink that stuff? It looks like mud." Josie said watching as the waitress placed his mug in front of him.
"It's a lager. Taste it."
"No way."
Jason smiled and took a healthy sip. The next half hour was spent trading stories and talking about the upcoming Christmas holiday. Sara looked at her watch and grunted.
"Shit, I gotta go. I'm supposed to meet dickhead at his place."
"If you're so mad at him, why even bother?" Jason asked, finishing off his third Guiness.
"Because I am horny and I want to get fucked. No offense Jason, but you two are married and get sex all the time." Sara stood and grabbed her purse and jacket.
"I'll call you Josie. Nice meeting you Jason."
They all said their good-byes and watched Sara leave.
"So, us married folk get sex all the time." Jason said, staring into his mug.
"Well, most of us do." Josie commented, watching his eyes lift to hers.
"Yeah, well, we all can't be as lucky as you." He said softly.
Josie knew Jason's story. He had been married for sixteen years to his high school sweatheart. There was no doubt that he loved her. They had four kids and a happy life. But as far as sex went, well, it was almost non-existent. Cathy only did it after Jason practically begged. She never moved, never moaned and oral was out of the question. It surprised her when he told her that he hadn't had a good blow job since before his marriage.
They had met at work almost two years ago. He wasn't in her department and their paths should never have crossed except that he had to go through her to get his purchase orders. He was funny and flitatious and soon they were emailing daily and he even started calling her.
They both understood that nothing could happen between them. They enjoyed their friendship. Then one day, Jason had told her he wanted to have sex with her. Then their relationship changed. He began to open up about his sex life, or lack of and Josie told him her fantasies. All she could think about was fucking him. Giving him what his wife no longer did. But she was married. And so was he.
And then she quit her job and didn't talk to him for a while. An email out of the blue had them talking again. And now meeting. It had taken all her courage to invite him here tonight. She wanted to be with him. Just once.
"I think I should be going too. Walk me to my van?" She said getting up.
"Sure."
Jason helped her on with her coat, threw down some money to cover the bill and followed her outside.
"I'm over there." Josie pointed to the blue minivan.
"Thanks for coming out tonight."
"Thanks for inviting me."
"What did you tell Cathy?"