That would be me - always on the go, onward and upward. I still don't think it was much of a factor in ending my marriage. Lack of excitement, taken for granted, boredom - the usual suspects. Oh well, I am enjoying my newfound freedom for the most part.
Even though our sex life had lost its luster, I am a very sexual person and miss the intimacy, the yearning for that other person to just go that little bit further, to get me over the edge. And I miss being needed, both physically and emotionally. The fact that I work so hard and that I am quite shy with people I don't know has prevented me from really taking advantage of this new world of opportunity. This despite the fact I take care of my body and am regularly told I am a very attractive woman - often enjoying the attention of flirtatious men in the work environment which is seldom an ideal place for a relationship to blossom.
In Chicago on business for the week but have to go up to Milwaukee for the day to visit a client. Taking the early train up and flying that night from Milwaukee back to Montreal. I enjoy the train as it allows me a little me time, to catch up on personal emails or read a book.
Sitting in the passenger lounge in Chicago waiting for the go-ahead to board, a very beautiful and obviously fit woman in her mid-thirties gave me a warm smile as she placed her bag next to me in the already crowded lounge.
I am dressed in what I will call business-sexy with black suede, knee-high boots and grey skirt down to the knees. There is no question this empowers me in the board room as men cannot help but wonder if these are black stockings I am wearing, perhaps even with suspenders, perfectly framing my delicious, shaved, wet pussy. Yes, they are jumping to conclusions - but they are right.
My new companion is standing in front of me looking for something in her purse, dressed in very smart casual fitness wear - a pink Nike jacket with grey piping down the side. The tight pants were the exact opposite - grey with pink piping - and they showed off her fantastic legs. This girl was fit! I could not help but admire her firm body - she smiled knowingly as she saw me looking. I quickly diverted my eyes. I have certainly wondered what it would be like with another woman but have never acted on it and doubt I ever will.
She sits down and introduces herself as Simone. She is apparently a nationally renowned fitness guru, working with many rich and famous sportsmen and businessmen. She works out fitness plans for her clients and has regular follow up meetings with those clients, often in very exotic locations that they will often fly her to on private jets. "Yes, exotic places like Milwaukee", she laughs, "I was with 2 of my Chicago based sports clients yesterday and today I am meeting my very famous LA Laker client who is in Milwaukee for a game tonight."
We sit together on the train and continue our conversation. I tell her about my marriage, my busy career, even mention my stagnant love life and sex life. She tells me about her very successful jet-setting husband and how they manage to align their schedules every so often, for what seems to be a loving and exciting relationship. "Successful, rich, humble, adventurous, intelligent, well-hung", she smiles "I'm a lucky girl".
The hour and a half train ride flies by and before we know it they are announcing the train's arrival in Milwaukee. Simone reaches and touches my hand, "Dominique, I have so enjoyed our conversation. I know you planned to fly back to Montreal tonight but I have an entire suite at the Pfister - my clients like to pamper me - you'd have your own king-size bed. I haven't had a girls night in ages".
This takes me by surprise and I'm not sure how to react. I pull myself together and decide honesty is the only option. "Simone, it has been a pleasure meeting you - the highlight of my week, many weeks even - but I should let you know I like men", I blurt out.
"I LOVE men, trust me, but it's hard for me to maintain normal relationships with my girlfriends so I try to make friends wherever I travel so that whenever we meet again we are able to share all the events of our lives since last meeting. But I understand your reticence. If you change your mind here is my card - I will be free after 5pm and regardless of what happens I would very much like to stay in touch"
"I'm sorry I really didn't mean to jump to conclusions. I'd need to rearrange a few things and I don't know if I can but let me think about it", I say apologetically.
She puts out her hand but I just reach out and give her a hug. Damn, she smells good! A little wave and a smile as we go in different directions after we reach the lobby.
I switch back to business mode, get in a cab to take me to my client. The day goes very well, albeit busy. I don't have time to even think about the beautiful Simone. In mid-afternoon, my client's HR director comes in to tell me that severe weather is causing Mitchell airport to shut down at least temporarily. I immediately know what I plan to do. I text Simone and let her know what's happened, see if she is still keen on having a girls night.
We meet just after 5 in the lobby and she arranges for my bags to be taken up to the suite. "I have a surprise for you to get our girls night off to a great start. This hotel has the top spa in the city and they are all friends of mine as I send my clients to them all the time. What do you say to a hair-do, mani-pedi and facial?"
I spend 2 hours being pampered silly. I look and feel great!! Simone is ushered in by her friends, proudly showing off little ol me. "Wow! You look fantastic, let's go have a bite and a glass of wine before deciding what we want to do".
The ambience, the food, the wine everything was just perfect, we talked for hours and by the time we looked up we were the last patrons left. We walked out discussing what to do next. "Why don't we go have a drink up in the room and we can decide what to do next. Hit the clubs or just relax and get a movie or continue our discussion over a glass of wine."
"I like that idea", I really liked that idea as the talk had veered toward sexual topics - things I would never discuss with most of my long-term friends, some of whom I think had been married so long they were apathetic and probably asexual.
