Bob Dylan's voice, in a pleasant level from the speakers; "The times, they are a-changing". And as I listened, I enjoyed a glass of red wine, reflected of life itself, my life, women and particularly my wife.
Not many years ago, women stayed at home and men worked. And some lucky men travelled on business, stayed at hotels, drinks in the bar and happy life.
And back then, women where jealous of the men who had a job where they could travel. Do not ask me why. I have travelled the world like this, and in my opinion, it is boring and a lot of wasted time.
So, when my wife got a new job, high salary and a lot of travel, I tried to warn her. Travelling is no fun.
But she wanted to try, and who was I to say no?
And, quite honest, I was happy too. When she travels, I can do whatever I want, which basically is nice things like go fishing, watch movies and sip some red wine.
And, I never get jealous.
So, it was a nice evening, she had to be abroad for the weekend, and I took my fishing rod, tent, sleeping bag and some good weed and went into the wild. Of course, with my smart phone.
The darkness came and I sat by the fire enjoying a slight dizzyness from the weed. It was a nice "happy weed" and I was feeling great!
And now, dear reader, I guess you imagine a princess from the woos to appear, nude and horny, for me to fuck? Nope.
I was sitting there, and the phone rang. It was my wife.
I answered:
* "Hi baby"
/ "Hi darling"
* "How is life in the big world? Enjoying hotels instead of being home with me?"
/ "Dork, you know I hate to be away for the weekend. What are you up to? You sound happy"
* "Me, nah, just lying next to a camp fire, enjoying our self-grown weed and dreaming of you sexy"
/ "Lucky you. I am left alone. My colleagues could go home and I am bored in a bar"
* "A bar? Alone? Hm. A lonely business traveling woman in a bar. I guess you are popular then?"
/ "You idiot"
* "Ha ha sweetie. Remember I have been there. How many guys has hit on you tonight?"
/ "Not funny!"
* "I think it is kind of hot to think of it"
Some thoughts flew thru my head, maybe I should have some fun with my wife. I continued:
* "So, how many?"
/ "A few..."
* "Some more handsome guys than me then"
/ "No! Well, the last one was quite ok. Nice to talk to"
* "I hear music. You are still in the bar. Give him your phone!"
/ "What?"
* "I said, give him the phone"
/ "Why?"
* "Just do it"
I heard an unsure "hello", and I talked briefly with him. Then my wife was back.
