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Thursday Nights (part1)
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Thursday Nights (part1) In passing, I heard Jennifer mention that she had Thursday nights free. Thursday night just happened to be the one night I would stay in town each week. If it wasn't for this knowledge, I would have never had the courage to approach her, after all she was 15 years younger- and I was married. Jennifer was part of a temporary project at work, and with her good looks, she had quickly caught every man's eye. I overheard a half dozen water-cooler-conversations with the guys expressing how they wanted to "Tag Dat Ass." It's funny, I was never included. I guess they thought I was too old, married, and not interested in beautiful women. Let me stop here and make a few things clear: First, I don't believe a man's sexual thoughts and desires ever go away. Second, even young men are discovering the joys of Viagra, and third, I'm in an open marriage. After 30 years together, my wife and I are both secure enough in our relationship to explore our sexuality with other people. Now my wife had already enjoyed a few sexual adventures, but I was still searching for the right situation to appear. A few days later, I found myself alone with Jennifer in the break room. I asked her, "What are you going to do after this projects over?" Her tight jeans highlighted her posterior as she bent to retrieve a can of Pepsi from the vending machine. Though Jennifer was nearly 40 years old, her breasts stood fresh and ripe under her V-neck blouse. Her<b> cleavage </font></b>drew my eyes like a magnet, yet I forced myself to look up and into her face. There I found a most genuine smile- and eyes of hazel green . Do I have to say more? "Oh hi Tim," she said. "I'm thinking about moving to Colorado when we're done here." "Really!" I was surprised- and a little disappointed, so with nothing to lose, I added. "That's too bad. I've heard that you have Thursday night's free- thought maybe we could hang out sometime.- get a few drinks." Her smile got bigger. "Tim, aren't you married?" "Actually, since I spend Thursday nights in town, my wife suggested it." "Your wife suggested that you go out and have drinks with another woman?" she asked. Her eyes bore into me. "Yes," I said. "We have an open relationship." "Does your wife do the same?" "A couple times already," I said. Jennifer considered my words for a long moment then said, "OK, I believe you. Give me your cell number, and I'll think it over." "So I'll hear from you then?" "I'll think about it," she said then turned and walked out of the break room. In the silence that followed, I didn't know what scared me more: if she would call or if she wouldn't. |
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