{Recently, I had a dream about Melinda (the first woman I ever fell in love with). We meet some years ago about the time I joined the US Army reserves, but when I transitioned to active duty, I didn't feel it was right to make her wait for me. So I broke it off. Several years later, after her divorce and my return to the states, we got back together. We were engaged for awhile, and had a child together, but it didn't work out and she moved away. Last year I lost the woman I had been involved with, for more than ten year, and it's been hard to find someone else. Now that I'm single again, Melinda has been slowly reaching out to me on social media. Liking and reposting some of my posts. So here's my dream.}
When my ex knocked on my door, I was at a loss for words. I still remember the time I took her to Glamour Shots, and she had that sexy spread done. Now she was here, and she seemed to have an unnatural youthful energy about her.
I hadn't seen my son's mother face-to-face in years. We've seen each other via face time once or twice, when my son contacted her, and talked on the phone a couple times. So when she showed up, out of the blue, it was a surprise. For a woman close to the half-century mark, she still looked good. Some grey in her raven hair, and maybe a wrinkle or two, but overall still pixie like (she's petite and vertically challenged, lol).
Her breasts weren't as firm as they used to be, but they still caught my attention. As I invited her in, she had an unusual sway to her hips, which caused her short pleated skirt to undulate hypnotically. She said "hi" to my mother, and she gave a big hug and kiss on the cheek to our son. We engaged in some small talk like; when did she get back into town, how long and where was she staying, and what her plans were.
She said she just got to town, that she was staying at one of the local motels, and wasn't sure how long she'd be here. As for her immediate plans, she just wanted to see our son, since she hadn't seen him in years. I suggested that we all go out to dinner, but my mother wasn't feeling up to it. Our boy readily agreed, and off we went.
Dinner wasn't anything fancy, just a local restaurant. I noticed a few times while I was driving, and when we were walking to our table to be seated, she let out a few gasps. I had wondered if she might have some medical issue that prompted her visit. I figured, she'd tell us in her own time, and just stuck a pin in it for later. We ordered some food and drinks, and had a good time, reconnecting.
Afterwards, she asked if we could drop our son off at home, before taking her to her motel. Again, I noticed her gasps after a few steps and in the car on the way home. When we got there, she got out of the car, gave our son a long hug and another kiss on the cheek then got back in the car. I told him I'd be back later, and he went inside.
