It all happened nearly 3 months ago now, my wife, Jodie, works in the Medical Retail industry as a Store Manager, and her boss who runs 4 shops, was putting in a new Ordering & Management system, so Jodie, her boss and the other store managers were attending a two day training course being run by the company they were purchasing the system from.
The course was being held on a Thursday & Friday in an area on the edge of the Sydney CBD, well known for its pubs and restaurants. After the first day of the course when I got home from work I asked how the course was, to my surprise she was quite positive about how it had all gone, and that the guy running the course had been brought out from the US,and had excellent presentation skills and had actually helped design everything, so he was very knowledgeable on the technical workings of the system.
Jodie said that at the end of the course the next day the company was putting on drinks at a nearby pub that we sometimes went to when we were in the area, so she suggested I come meet her when I finished work and we could have a drink and grab a meal. It sounded like a good idea to me so I said I'd give her a call when I was leaving work and about to hop on the train, as I work about 10km from the city.
The next day, as planned, I called to say I was on my way, from the background noise it was obvious that they were at the pub, and Jodie said that they were in the courtyard out the back and they'd been there for a little while as they had finished early. I arrived about 20 mins later as it is a bit of a walk to the pub from the station, I walked through the pub to the bar out the back, there was quite a crowd as you would expect for Friday night drinks.
I saw Jodie and a group of people propped on stools at a long table at one side of the courtyard, I joined the queue to get myself a beer before heading outside, whilst waiting I had a good chance to observe Jodie, I was a little surprised to see that she wasn't wearing her usual work outfit of trousers and shirt, but as she was going out she had worn her, and my, favourite dress.
Jodie has just turned 50, but she looks years younger because she has always taken good care of her fair skin, the sun really does age. Jodie was just starting to get grey hair but at the moment it wasn't noticeable, she is also a bit of a gym nut, going about 4 times a week, now Jodie had always been naturally curvy and all the gym work meant she still kept her curves and stayed toned.
So admiring my wife from the bar queue I congratulated myself on the fact that my wife was still a good looking woman, and while she would never consider herself sexy, and indeed had never really dressed to show off her assets, the dress she was wearing showed a lovely amount of cleavage, and even she would agree that her breasts were her best asset.
I had also noticed that she was in animated conversation with a black guy dressed in a very sharp suit, , I wondered whether this was the guy from the US who was running the course, there was a woman in her 30's who was leaning in and gazing at the black guy, she seemed to throw the odd comment in but the conversation was mostly between Jodie and the guy.
Finally I got to the bar ordered my beer and headed out to the group. Jodie saw me just before I got to the table and introduced me to Marc, the African American leader of the course, and to the other people on the course that were not from her company, she was quite talkative which suggested a few drinks had been consumed.
They were in the middle of a long story, so I had a few words with Jodie's boss, he began telling me that Jodie was the star of the course, and he was calling her the teacher's pet as it was always her observations and comments that Marc would discuss during the course, I joked that she would have enjoyed someone else agreeing with her that she was always right.
Seeing me stuck with her boss, Jodie came over to save me and dragged me back to Marc, telling me that he had grown up and lived on the US East coast in the cities we had visited 18 months previously, so we had a wide ranging conversation about US issues particularly on the sights and tatses of New York. He was a very engaging guy and good company, over a couple of beers and some tapas I learnt that his back story was, 42 years old, divorced, no kids and had survived a brush with cancer in the recent past which had changed him to living much more in the day and drove his urge to travel and experience as much as he could and he was only in Sydney till Sunday when he had to fly to Singapore to run another course.
The numbers in the group started to dwindle but Marc's expense account was still buying, and he asked me to give him a hand to get some more wine and glasses at the bar. Whilst waiting in the queue, I commented that Trish, the woman in her 30's seemed very keen on him, he laughed and rolled his eyes "thick as a brick" he said, "actually it's funny you should say that, as before you turned up I was paying lots of attention to Jodie in the hope that Trish would take the hint that I wasn't interested" "I was actually a bit disappointed when you showed up" he laughed.
"I think Trish is going to be difficult to shake" he added. "Why don't you tell the table when we get back that you just got an text from your boss that you've got a conference call in a couple of hours to discuss some points about your Singapore course" I suggested.
"Not bad" he said "that'll work, hey Jodie was complaining earlier about the quality of the cocktails here, and when she heard that I was staying at the Downtown she said their cocktail bar was spectacular, once we ditch Trish why don't you both join me for a drink, you've got to let me thank you for your cunning plan."
I laughed and said "sounds good" as we headed back to the table.
Marc explained that we would have to wrap it up after this last bottle and everyone agreed it was probably time, though Trish looked pretty disappointed. As we were all saying our goodbyes I was wondering whether Marc had forgotten his offer of cocktails, when he asked if Jodie and I wanted a lift into the city as his hotel was right next to a station, I replied "yes, that would be handy" Jodie gave me a bit of a look, I think she was after some more food, as whenever she drinks she needs to eat as well, and she had been doing more than her usual drinking.
When we jumped into the cab Marc explained to Jodie that he didn't really have a meeting and he was keen to kick on, but without Trish, and that my idea deserved to be rewarded. Jodie laughed but thought she had just about had enough to drink. Marc joked that it was her that had talked up the cocktail bar in his hotel, and that he would be sure to make sure she got something to eat as well.
We got to the hotel and jumped in the lift, as the cocktail bar was on the 45th floor, Marc quickly jabbed another button and we stopped about three quarters of the way up and he asked me to hold the lift as he just had to dump his work bags in his room, he scooped up my briefcase as well and said he would put that in to save me carrying it around.
He jumped back in the lift just as it started beeping and we continued on to the top floor. When we got out of the lift, Jodie said she had to go the toilet, and I was only just hanging on as well, so we all went to relieve ourselves before heading in to the bar.
It was while standing at the urinal that the night took a whole different direction, Marc and I were standing side by side, eyes front as is socially acceptable when he started telling me what a lucky man I was, and that Jodie was actually a very sexy woman, I laughed and thanked him and said that she would never think that of herself, he then told me that he hoped I wouldn't be offended, but he really was disappointed when I first turned up at the pub, as he had actually been trying to hit on my wife.
I didn't know what to say, and he continued, "I really meant it when I said she was sexy, she just does it for me, now I really don't want to cause offence, and I will understand if you are offended, but like I explained, now that I've got my second chance at life, I don't want to have regrets, and I don't want to have missed opportunities, but I also don't want to hurt anyone, so there is absolutely no pressure or expectation in what I'm about to say, now I don't know what you're private life is like, and whether or not you have even considered having a third person involved, but if you have ever thought about it, I would love to be the one involved, I leave the country in two days, there would be no strings attached and you guys would call the shots as to whatever my involvement would be, but I've got to tell you it's all I've been thinking about for the last hour or so"
I imagine I had a pretty perplexed look on my face when he had finished. About a third of the way through his spiel I had turned to look at him, not quite believing what I was hearing, I had glanced downwards and noted that he had the whole package out whilst he was taking a leak, that was obviously a deliberate ploy, as balls that size just don't slip out when you are taking a leak. I must admit that it was a bit of an exhilarating experience to hear a man say these things about your wife whilst he has his cock in his hand, particularly as he seemed to be giving it a bit of an unnecessary shake.
