I was laying there with Carol Lansing. She had one arm around me. I still had my shirt on, but my pants were somewhere in that room.
"Do you want me to get you something to eat?" Carol asked.
I looked at my watch and said, "Damn, its 4:30, I gotta see my lawyer."
I jumped up and went searching for my pants. Carol laid there looking at me. She said, "So are you going to come back?"
I wasn't really feeling starting something with an older woman, let alone a married woman. I gotta admit though, she really knew what she was doing in the bedroom. I wondered what Joe's problem was. At any rate, I continued searching for my pants asking ignoring her.
She asked again louder, "So, when are you going to come back."
I then found my pants. "I don't know when, but I'll give you a call." I said as I slipped my pants on.
"So that's all this was? A quick screw?" She said.
"Come on, I just found my wife fucking her lawyer and then you started praying before jumping my bones..."
"So it was just me?"
I grabbed a few more things and started walking to the door.
"Why don't you get the hell out of here,"
I was already headed to the door anyway. I guess I know why Joe is going elsewhere, because this woman is crazy. I went to the door as a shoe flew by my head.
I got out and slammed the front door shut. I heard her yelling in the house as I walked to my car. I looked again over at my house before jumping in the car and driving on to my lawyer's office.
I don't know if I was gonna get there in time so I had to really rush. Luckily I got there right when she was turning out the lights and getting ready to leave. It was then 5:30.
Barbara, I'm glad I caught you. Barbara was a fifty-five year old career woman who never married and was always working. I was quite surprised that she was getting ready to leave.
She was dressed as she always is, conservative. A business suit with a skirt that went down to her ankles. Her hair was tight and pulled back in a bun. Her dress was too loose to even tell that she was a woman.
Her makeup was always very minimal. But she was slightly attractive.
"So, I need to talk to you about the case?"
"The case, I thought it was over."
"Well, I think we need to look at the papers again, I saw her and her lawyer screwing in the house and think she might be trying to take me for a ride."
Barbara laughed, "You are getting a divorce, she is trying to take you for a ride no matter who she is screwing."
I angrily looked at her and said, "Are you going to look at my paper or not?"
"Not, I'm on my way out the door of this god-forsaken place. She then fought back a tear. I knew something wasn't right.
She then began walking out the door when she totally broke down and started crying. I thought "what the hell?"
I then began to back away when she said, "These assholes, I have worked here for 25 years as the most productive associate and now when it is time for partner they passed over me again."
"Hmmm..." I said looking for an exit.