After the X and I parted ways I remained friends with her Mother; which was not unusual because we always got along very well.
I'll call her misses C; I was 14 years older than her Daughter but Misses C was only 9 years older than me.
I called Misses C one afternoon and asked her if she would like to have some lunch and a drink or two.
She agreed and met me about an hour later at a local restaurant and lounge.
She thanked me for inviting her out and I told her she didn't have to do that because I was more than happy to have her company.
I told her there was no reason for us to sit at home and be lonely when we could go out and be lonely together.
She laughed and agreed with me wholeheartedly.
She told me it had been so long since she had been out she was afraid she would get drunk quickly.
I told her that was okay because I would take care of her if she got too bad off and she laughed and said I might have my hands full trying to take care of her and I told her I could handle it.
By the time we had finished our meal we each had consumed about 4 or 5 drinks and I could tell she couldn't drink the way she used to.
I asked her if she was in a hurry to leave and she said no that she was enjoying the slight buzz she had going so we continued to talk and drink.
After a few hours and a lot more drinks she said she thought I better take her home and I reminded her that she had drove there and she said I thought you said you would take care of me if I had too much to drink.
I smiled and told her that I was a man of my word and that I would be glad to take care of her and if needed I could get her car delivered to her house or pick her up in the morning before work and take her to her car.
She said either way it didn't matter so we left the lounge and headed for my vehicle.
She was a little wobbly so I helped her to the vehicle and assisted her in getting into it.
I got in on the other side and she was giggling and she put her hand on my leg and thanked me for inviting her out and taking care of her to which I replied it had been my pleasure.
On the ride to her house she told me how much she had enjoyed the afternoon and evening and that it was good to get out of the house and do something.
I teasingly told her that there was things that she could do at the house also and she told me that it wasn't that much fun to do it alone.
I told her that she didn't have to do anything alone and she smiled at me and said you're like a son to me.
I asked her if she had ever heard of incest and we both busted out laughing easing the tension from my possibly misplaced comment.
I was glad that the statement hadn't seemed to upset her so my mind began to wonder what it would be like to have sex with her.
When we arrived at her house I went around and helped her out of the vehicle and if I didn't know better I'd think she was drunker than when we left the lounge.
She put her arm around my neck and I put my arm around her waist and we started toward her door.
She giggled and said I wonder what the neighbors will think and I told her it was dark so they probably couldn't even see us and if they could that it was none of their business if she wanted to get tipsy.
I helped her get the door open and we squeezed through the doorway still giggling and holding onto each other.