My husband had gotten a job out of state. Way out of state. It was going to be good money, but we wouldn't be able to go with him and he wouldn't get a vacation for at least 6 months. The opportunity was too good to pass up with the bonus that I'd be able to go back to school and finish my degree.
I had stopped at one point to take care of the kids, then life just got in the way. I'd investigated other avenues, but none of them were a good fit for me, that's a whole other rant. Starting back as an older student was interesting, finding ways to relate to younger students and trying to get back into the swing of things. But I navigated my way through the awkwardness and acclimated. One of the things that helped, or rather I should say people who helped was Hazel.
Hazel, at around 10 years younger than me, is also Filipina and in the same situation. Her husband had gotten a job overseas giving her the opportunity to go back to school. We just happened to be going for the same degree and, coincidentally, ended up in a lot of the same classes. Our mutual heritage, I think, drew us together, but other similarities made us friends.
She was always at school and helped me out a lot by keeping me notified of schedule and other last minute changes. I think she got bored being home alone and just liked being around people. She had joined several extra-curricular groups and school organizations. As the semester progressed we started spending more social time together. She would come over and have supper with me and the kids and we would just hang out and talk. We went shopping, to the movies, to a few gallery openings, wine tastings, happy hours.
I came to find out Hazel was a flirty drunk, well not drunk, but get a drink or two into her and she became very affectionate and chatty. At one point she confessed to me that she and her husband had met online through a rather salacious site. She said had met a few guys before him, but he was the one the moment they met. A very chatty drinker indeed. By the end of the night I probably knew as much about her as anyone.
That particular night, when I noticed how much she seemed to be drinking, I held back. I'm not a huge drinker, but wanted to be sure I'd be able to drive us home. By the time we were ready to go I was ok to drive and had to pour Hazel into the passenger seat. I got her to her home, into her jammies, and put her to bed. As disheveled as she was she was a very pretty pinay. Long dark hair, beautiful eyes, slender build, and nice tits for someone of her size.
I turned to leave and she weakly asked me to stay. Her sleepy voice said I was a good friend, before she passed out. So cute. I tucked her in and left. On my drive home things she said that night just struck me as odd. Like I mentioned I think she was just lonely for companionship. With her husband was gone, she really didn't have any family here, and had moved to be with him. It was her in the house alone. Right now she really only had school to keep her busy as far as I knew. She called me the next day and apologized for getting so drunk and hoped she didn't embarrass herself to much. I assured her she didn't and we would see each other in class.
The semester wore on and we continued to hang out. The time passed quickly and before long she was leaving to meet her husband for a vacation, mine was coming home for some family time. We would see each other after break before the next semester started up.
