I first met her in High School and like most High School friends we lost touch over the years, about 40 of them to be exact. We got back in touch on one of the Class Reunion sites and started talking again.
Reliving old memories as we laughed at the silly way we dressed and hairstyles and such. It was a great pleasure to become new friends with her once again.
We got to talking about Grand kids and what a surprise to have them as we did not think of ourselves as old enough, but life goes on as well as age. We discussed our failed marriages and the ones we were still in, why they had failed and what was right and wrong with this one.
Which in turn naturally turned to our sex life's or lack of them as it may be.
She has not been happy with hers, although she loves her husband I let her know I was in the same boat as her. I had loved my wife but no sex, So we had split up a couple of months ago.
Sex is very important to me and as I found out, to Becky. Well months later we decided we had to finally meet up and have lunch and catch up more in person, So we set up a lunch date.
Being 55 and not having met another woman for anything in the past 28 years since being married I was quite nervous. The date quickly approached and I was getting more excited about seeing her again. But I gathered up my nerve and dressed nicely and set out for our "Date" so to speak.
She had told me she had worked hard the past few months, almost a year and finally lost 45 pounds. She had sent me a photo of her and she did look fantastic for being 55 herself. Not like aGrandma at all to me, I still saw the 15 year old I knew way back when.
I entered the diner and saw her sitting in the waiting area, She was gorgeous, dressed in a nice business suit, her hair made up very nice and her eyes sparkled as she saw me.
A huge smile crossed her face as she stood up and gave me a big hug, I hugged her back feeling her body press into mine. The hug may have lasted longer than proper, but I was not going to complain, She smelled delicious and her hair as it rubbed on my neck was so soft I think I could have hugged her another 15 minutes or more.
But we parted and got a table, we looked over the menu quickly and ordered a light lunch. For some reason she had sat beside me and I was enjoying the looks others were giving us.
Her Auburn hair shining as bright as her eyes, her business suit clinging tightly to her what appeared to be firm body. She was a woman I think any man would have been proud to be seen with and I for one was. As we waited for our food we chatted about things going on in our life's at the moment and how amazing it was that after 40 years or so we had ended up in the same town and never knew it.
She told me about her three Grand kids and I told her about my two, how much fun it was to keep them and seeing everything new as they saw it. Our food came and it took forever to eat it as we stooped and talked more about things that had happened in the past 40 years.
I hated for the lunch to end but she had to get back to her job and I had to get back home too, so we gave each other another tight hug and promised to keep in touch.
Well, with life the way it is, we did not talk for a few weeks and then I got a call from Becky. She sounded upset and I inquired to what may be wrong.
"That cheating Bastard!" She replied." Twenty Two years of marriage and that bastard has an affair with his Secretary. I would never had known if he had not closed out his email and I saw it. He was meeting up with her every Wednesday for the past Six years he confessed."
"Look, slow down some Becky. Where are you? Your not driving are you? We don't need you so upset you get into a wreck or something worse." I told her. " I said trying to get some more information from her.
"No, no, I am at home. He just left with his things. I am just so upset I don't know what to do" She cried into the phone.
Knowing all of her family lived at least 150 miles away I asked if there was anything I could do for her. "Could you possibly come over for a bit? I really need someone here."
"Well, I suppose I could." She gave me directions to her house and I was there within the hour. She answered the door, her beautiful blue eyes red from crying and her face was puffy. But she was still gorgeous, And knowing I should not be thinking such thoughts and why I was here I cleared my mind and she welcomed me inside.
"Nice place you have here." I said as I looked around, nothing fancy but clean and organized and nicely furnished. "I can't imagine someone doing this to you Becky, unless you had other problems I don't know about."
"No, I really thought we had it all, a nice home, great relationship, well other than the lack of sex part anyway." Her eyes lowered and filled with tears again. "Now I know why we were not having sex. That Bastard. I can't bear the thought of telling my kids and honestly not knowing the whole story myself." She began to cry as those thoughts filled her mind.
"Oh I am so sorry, can I offer you something to drink? Coffee or some tea? She asked me.
"No, in fact it appears to me you could use something stronger. Perhaps a mixed drink if you have one, have any bourbon and coke? I asked.
"yes we, uh I do and I think you are right, screw the time. Lets have one." I glanced at the clock, it was 1:20 P.M. and she left the living room to fix them for us, when she returned I took a drink of mine as she sipped hers.
I almost choked she had made it so strong,"Uh Becky, did you give me Your drink? Damn girl this is strong!" I grinned at her.
"Oh I'm sorry, I guess my mind was someplace else as I poured them, do you want me to add some more coke?"
"Naw this is fine, I just won't gulp it." She laughed at that and it was nice to see her smiling.
"You know Becky, you really are beautiful when you smile." I told her. I don't know why I said it, but it was true.
"That is so nice of you to say Bill, I have not heard that in a long, long time. Thank You."
"I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true. So what now? Uh, I mean about your situation. Any plans yet? Or not enough time to comprehend it all?" I asked her. I looked and saw her glass was now almost half empty and mine had hardly been touched.
"No Bill, I just knew I wanted him out of our house, well My house now it seems. I could not bear to look at him, knowing how he abused my trust and love. Could you tell me why men do that?"
"Well that is a fair question I suppose, it could be they want to appear more manly to others or they are not getting what they need at home. I know I have been tempted a few times after going weeks and sometimes over a month without it." I told her not really knowing her situation but knowing mine too well.