This adventure deals with my only bi-sexual experience with a woman, which I will remember always as wonderful.
One of the most important things you learn as a Realtor is the importance of a Title Officer as they can make your job much easier.
Once licensed I sought out a local Title Company and immediately became fast friends with Chrissie, their Office Manager. We had much in common, as her mother was Asian and her father Caucasian.
She was a beautiful woman but unlike me very conservative, as she wore almost no make-up and dressed like a middle-aged woman even though we were the same age.
Chrissie was engaged to a great guy. Bob who was a very successful stockbroker. Unfortunately, they were constantly at odds about their work schedules etc.
They had been engaged about two years and wanted to purchase a home before they were married. I had spent an entire weekend showing them available properties.
The following week Chrissie and I had scheduled our usual Friday lunch and I drove to her office to pick her up. Since she was the Office Manager she had a private office and kept her door closed.
I knocked once before walking in. She was sitting at her desk working. I sat down and we talked.
"Have you and Bob decided on a house yet?" I asked curiously.
She raised her left hand showing her engagement ring was missing.
"Oh no, what happened?" I asked.
"We've decided to break-up because our businesses are too important to us and our goals have too big an effect on our relationship," she answered calmly.
She went on to explain before breaking into tears.
We both stood up at the same time and I went around to give her a hug. Her eyes were swollen from crying and I kissed them trying to make her feel better which apparently shocked her.
She pulled her head back, looked at me strangely and asked, "can I kiss you?"
I said, "of course!" expecting our usual peck on the cheek, but she kissed me full on the mouth which I found to be very enjoyable although unusual.
The kiss seemed to last forever and afterward she apologized, saying she was an emotional wreck which is unusual for we Asian women.
We decided to postpone lunch and I asked if she wanted to come to my house tonight. My husband had taken the kids to a local theme park for the weekend because I had an open house on Sunday and we could talk openly about her breakup.
She accepted the invitation and arrived late as usual.
We sat and talked for about two hours and she said she felt much better, and really appreciated my being her friend and confidant these last several years.
I suggested we sit in the hot tub and listen to music.
