Oh my God, I've become a pervert!
My wife has become a mentor for the neighbor, next door, on all things gardening. When to trim his roses, when to fertilize, the best watering times, etc. She naively mentioned the neighbor told her he keeps an eye out for her from his garage window. Duh! Little does she realize he probably keeps a cock out for her as well.
In their late 50's, he and his wife are from Chile and worked in bi-lingual health care, within the local school system. They were in a car accident, where he injured his back, is on disability, and no longer works. His wife does, however, so he is home alone, throughout the day.
She is very nice, but not very athletic, or trim. He is tall, handsome, artistic, and polite. His broken English is a positive.
My wife on the other hand is compact, outdoorsy, a runner and well built. She loves working on the yard, on which I gladly defer. We have the nicest yard in the neighborhood, thanks to her constant efforts. She'll don work boots with shorts and tank tops to work outside. She looks right out of Mechanics Illustrated!
Rosa and Juan were having some domestic issues that seemed out of the ordinary. As strange would have it, Juan disclosed to Valerie that Rosa, with her subsequent awareness, had been unfaithful over twenty years ago and he, often, throughout that time still felt betrayed. This ebb and flow of anger and/or emotion for him, had created tension. The past few months have been smooth sailing and we are back to our better times.
As before, we socialize occasionally, share dinners, barbeques, and Chilean wine. On these occasions we buss each other hello and goodbye, with Juan Carlos always lingering in his greetings with Valerie. She gets flattered, and oblivious to his over-attentiveness. I, on the other hand, am a man, and aware of his fondness for her.
