Richard was asleep when Renna got home that night. She and Sophie spent about fifteen minutes catching up on family news, and then the caregiver headed home. Along about ten o'clock her phone pinged with a text; it was from Freddie. "Hi Renna, this is my number. Thanks for the amazing time!"
"God Yes!" she texted back, "I'll send Rachel a 'Thank You' as well!"
He returned, "I'm going out of town for a week, wanna put a week from Tuesday on our calendars?"
"I would like that!"
"Done! See you soon!"
Seeing as Rachel would be curious, she sent her a text as well, "O.M.G.!"
Thirty seconds later her phone rang; without even saying hello, Renny said, "Yes, it was that good; thank you!"
She could hear Rachel giggling, "I love how if he was walking down the street, he wouldn't turn any heads; but give him a chance and the results are what you said, 'Oh my God!'"
"Well, we exchanged numbers, and made another date for later. By the way, are you on his calendar also?"
"No, I like Alex; I want to see where that goes before I get too wild again."
"Speaking of Alex, did I ever ask you if he was aware of your 'Bi' activities?"
"Alex lives on the same block as April; they know each other. Didn't I tell you I met him at a block party that April and Patrick hosted?"
"Yes, now that you mention it, I think you did."
"Well, April is not exactly tight-lipped, if you know what I mean. I didn't want Alex to find out about the girl thing from her. So you know how it is; when you're building a relationship, at some point, you talk about previous relationships."
"Actually, I DON'T know how that is!"
Rachel laughed, "Ah yes, okay! So I told him about people I dated; and I told him I dated a few women as well. His face looked surprised, but all he said was, 'Oh really, interesting!' If we get to the committed part of 'us,' I'll probably have to explain it more."
"What does that mean?"
Rachel paused, "It means I could see myself giving up other men, but I don't think I would want to give up my occasional fun with women."
"Oh, okay, I see. But know what? I'm a little tired; let's continue this conversation on Thursday."
"No problem; sleep well, Renn! Oh hey, one more thing, are you still interested in the other guy I mentioned?"
"Sure, the married guy, what's his name?"
"His name is Eduardo Lopez; everyone calls him Eddie."
Renny giggled, "Eddie and Freddie...that's funny!"
"He's sixty-four years old, Sweetie! But you won't mind!"
"How did you meet him?"
"He's a neighbor; I met him in my building's gym a couple years ago. You go get some sleep, I'll tell him to text you."
"Great, g'night, Rach!"
In the morning, when she brought Richard some iced tea and toast, he gave her one of those "Okay, give me the report" smiles and said, "How was your evening? Anything exciting happen?"
She grinned back at him wickedly and said, "Ohhh, you know! Stuff happens!"
"I see...so you're gonna make me drag it out of you, right?"
Renna just laughed, "It was a whole lot of fun, my Love!"
"How about giving me two or three highlights!"
"He's thirty-two years old, LOTS of stamina!" Richard grinned. "AND, he was a pretty great kisser!" Renna bent down and kissed him, "Not as good as you, of course, but pretty damn good!"
"Anything else?"
"Uhh, yeah...His name is Fred, and Fred had multiple ways of making me cum!"
"THAT says a lot! I can just see you sitting on his face...sooo sexy!"
"You bet your ass!" Renny cracked, "You should have seen it!"
"I would like to some time!"
Just then Sophie walked into the room and Renna said, "We'll have that discussion! Hi Sophie!"
The weekend flew by uneventfully and by mid-morning on Tuesday, Renna was feeling "that way" again. Her pussy was demanding some attention and she was wondering if she was going to hear from this Eduardo guy. She slipped into the ladies room after lunch and fingered herself to a cum, but it didn't really stop the throbbing in her snatch. By a happy coincidence (when she got back to her office,) there was a text from him.
"Hello Renna! This is Rachel's friend Eduardo Lopez. Save my number, okay?"
She did and texted back, "Hi Eduardo! I'm looking forward to meeting you; any friend of Rachel's!"
"Yes, Rachel recommends you very highly! I'm thinking we could do lunch tomorrow, are you free?"
"I can be, where and when?"
It took five minutes but the message came back, "Can I call you?"
"Yes."
It took five more minutes and then the phone rang, "Hello Eduardo!"
A very pleasant voice with a touch of Hispanic accent said, "Hi Renna! Please...call me Eddie, only my mother calls me Eduardo."
Renny giggled, "My mother calls me Renna, but my friends call me Renny or Renn!"
"Awesome, are we friends already?"
"Like I said before, any friend of Rachel's!"
"Good, I like that! So she told you about my situation?"
"She did, and that's okay with me; I assume you know mine?"
"I do, and I'm so sorry about your husband. So we're kinda helping each other out, yes?"
"It looks like that. What exactly is your situation again?"
There was a pause, "Yeah, well...my wife has gone off the deep end...somewhat. We rarely have sex; she's so involved in her social circles she doesn't have much of a home life."
"That's a bit sad, Eddie."
"Tell me about it! But, rather than discuss it here, let's do that lunch tomorrow and we'll pick it up again."
"Great, again...where and when?"
Renna heard him chuckle, "Yes, that's the thing. Where? A place where we can't be spotted, for obvious reasons."
"That's not an issue with me, Eddie; in my line of work, I often have lunch with clients. For me, you'll be a client."
"That won't work on my end," he replied, "But do you have any problems with strip clubs?"
Renna laughed, "No...are they open for lunch?"
"The one I frequent is. It's 99.9% certain we won't be spotted."
"Okay then, what time?"
"How about noon?"
"Text me the address and I'll see you at noon."
"Cool...promise me something?"
"Sure, probably."
"No calls or texts initiated by you."
"I gotcha, see you tomorrow!"
The particular club that Eddie chose was a twenty minute drive from Renny's office. Right away she could see why he chose this particular one, there was an eight foot wall across the street side of the parking lot. When she walked through the front door, the busty brunette check-in woman (wearing only a black, studded with sequins bra) looked at her and said, "You must be Renna?"
"I am, yes."
"Mr. Lopez has already paid for your entry, when you walk through that door, Carl will show you to your table."
That was good because walking in from bright sunlight to that expansive but darkened room was challenging. A tall man introduced himself, "Hello there, I'm Carl. Can I help you?"
"Yes, I'm looking for Eddie Lopez?"
"Ah yes, he's expecting you; follow me please."
He led her along one wall and past the stage where a young woman of maybe twenty-five was shimmying around the stripper pole to the song, "Hot for Teacher" by Van Halen. She was small busted but that didn't stop her from gripping her titties and grinding against the pole.
At one of the tables a man stood up and said, "Renna! Hi!" He looked at her escort, "Thanks, Carl... you can send a server now."
"Will do, enjoy your lunch!"
Eddie stepped around and helped Renna sit down. "So, this is fun! I hope you don't mind the steps I took for discretion?"
"Not at all, I haven't been in a club like this for years."
"Oh, so you've been in clubs before?"
"Oh yes, my husband and I were in one or two, not often. I think the last time was maybe ten years ago."
As Eddie was about to answer, the server arrived, took their drink orders, and handed them a menu. Renna took the opportunity to check Eduardo out. When he stood, he seemed to be about six feet tall with a medium build. He didn't have any visible belly like some older men do, and he was dressed simply in a yellow polo shirt and blue dockers. His hair looked a little shaggy, dark with a some salt and pepper; his face had one of those friendly "happy-to-see-you" smiles. Renna thought he was quite good-looking, certainly more handsome than Freddie, but Renna was learning quickly not to judge extramarital books by their covers!