My wife of twelve years decided to end our marriage and move out with our two daughters with some guy she works with. Man. I was really fucking pissed, drinking every night to forget how sad and lonely I'm. One day while working I get a call from my ex and she needs me to go pick up our youngest from school due to the fact she was not feeling well. So I left work to go pick her up and page the school office to let me in. I walked straight to the nurses office, my daughter lying on a cot taking a little nap.
"Hello, I'am Ms. Greene the head nurse." Said the woman behind the desk.
"Hi, I'm Bill Murphy." I replied. "What is wrong with my daughter?"
"Looks to be she has that nasty little stomach bug that is going around the school." She replied as she pushed away from her desk. "Any special instructions?" I ask.
"No, just make sure she has a lot of fluid to drink." She replied.
Now I notice how attractive this woman is, she stands next to me at around five feet tall, should length brunette hair, green eyes. Her figure looks nice for a woman who was probably a few years older than my thirty-two years. I estimated her age at forty-five to fifty years of age. I saw no wedding ring on her finger. So I threw caution into the wind and decided to see if I could maybe talk this lovely woman into a dinner date. "Did you say it was Ms. Greene?" I asked.
"Yes it is." She replied.
"I would have figured an attractive woman like yourself would be married." I prodded.
"I have been divorced for a few years now." She said now turning her attention toward me.
"Well I was just wondering if you would care to join me for dinner later, I have not dated since my divorce and I would love it if you would do me the honor of being the first?" I asked again.
"Wow this sure is some surprise!" She exclaimed. "My daughter is always telling me I should date again, yet I have not done so. I guess it would be all right, you seem to be a nice man and your girls are great kids." "Great should I pick you up around seven then?" I asked.
"That would be great, let me write down my address for you." She said bending down to scribble on one of those post it notes. "Is this formal or casual?
"I think casually would be a good start." I laughed.
"I do too." She chuckled.
We woke my daughter up and I carried her book bag out to the car, I had to admit despite having a sick little girl on my hands the rest of the day I felt like I was walking on air. I took her back to my apartment and a few hours later her mother came to pick her up, even her nasty bitchy attitude could not ruin my good mood. After she left, I got ready for my date, I took a shower, shaved and then got dressed. I made sure I was casual wearing a pair of jeans and a nice button up a shirt. I grabbed my keys and drove over to her house, on the way I stopped at a florist and grabbed a nice bouquet of flowers. When I arrived at her house, she let me in and my jaw nearly hit the floor, she looked absolutely stunning. She did not have much makeup on when I first saw her, now she had her face painted as if it was a masterpiece. She had a tight white tank top on and a button up a shirt as well, which was unbuttoned. Her jeans fit her just right and she wore a pair of black leather boots that added a couple inches to her height.
"Aw, for me." She said to take the flowers from me. "You shouldn't have."
"I just wanted to make a good impression." I replied.
"Well-let I get these into a vase and then I will be right back." She said to leave the room.
"Ready to go." I said offering my arm when she returned.
"Sure are." She replied with her beautiful smile. We ate at a nice steak house that also had a nice bar that usually had sports on several different televisions. Dinner was excellent and we made really good conversation throughout the meal, after deserts I asked if she would like to go into the bar and continue talking. She agreed and we went to a nice secluded booth to continue to get to know each other. I found out many things about her such as her age was fifteen years more than mind, once we cleared the air that it did not make any difference to either of us we continued to talk. At first I had a couple of beers but then switched to coffee for the remainder of our time there. She however continued to drink wine, it was starting to approach midnight yet I did not want this night to end. I felt I could have known this woman all of my life with all the things we talked about, yet we both agreed that I should take her home. We arrived to her house and I got out of my car, I ran around to the other side of it and opened her a door. I offered her my arm and escorted her to her front door, to my surprise she gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
