Meeting Connie

Meeting Connie Meeting Connie

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Submitted: January 19, 2017

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I got off work late the Friday I met Connie. I couldn't go out with friends for the evening because I got off work late. On my way home, I decided to stop at the local pickup club after dinner. It was known as a pick up club but I was too tired to care about that this night. I only wanted to be there for a short time and then head home to bed. I paid the cover and got a bottled iced tea. The place was crowded but I found a place against a wall that had a good view of most of the room. I scanned the room and I locked my vision on a pretty blonde sitting directly across from me. She was the prettiest woman there and her blonde hair stood out like a beacon in the dimly lit room. I raised my tea to acknowledge her and she returned the recognition. I immediately thought, 'What am I doing? I'm toasting her when I could be talking to her.' I straightened my tie and immediately dragged my tired body over to her. “I came over to meet the prettiest lady here. I'm James.” She extended a perfectly groomed hand. “I'm Connie. You didn't have to straighten your tie. You look quite nice with a crooked one.” “And you have very sweet face, too.” “Are you here with someone?” she asked. “No. I felt the need for a night out is all.” “Me, too. My husband is out of town on what he called a business trip.” “I'm thinking you don't believe its business but monkey business.” “That's right.” “While we're here will you dance with me?” “Love to!” We danced for about an hour until I needed a break before going on. “How about a break, Connie? I can barely keep up with you.” “Fine. It looks like the bartender is pouring out our drinks. Are you hungry?” “I could use a bite. What do you have in mind?” “I'm in the mood for a mushroom and black olive pizza. How's that sound?” “Sounds good. That's what I often get.” “Get your car and follow me.” At the pizza parlor, I gave her a 20 for my share. “You don't have to do that. It's my treat. My husband is doing well enough.” “Then do something nice for yourself with it like maybe some pretty flowers or some more of that perfume you're using tonight. You smell wonderful!” “Thank you so much. It's so good to hear something nice like that.” “You deserve to hear nice things, Connie. You're a very attractive woman.” “Our pizza is ready. I got it to go. I thought we could have it at my place. We can be more comfortable there and get better acquainted.” I was surprised by her invitation and agreed but still not interested in sex with her in spite of her physical appearance and unforgettable face. “I'd like to know you better, too,” I said. “Follow me again.” Her home was a short distance away and we got there in a few minutes. As I walked in, I could see right away that her home was decorated in an eclectic style of art deco with some pieces of another style added. “Nice digs, Connie.” “Thank you. Will you turn on the TV while I put some coffee? I want to know what the weather is going to be like tomorrow. “Okay. Do you mind if I catch the sports scores?” “Not a bit. I want to see if Stanford is going to the Rose Bowl.” “That's what I want to know, too.” She brought in the coffee and we started on the pizza. “Did you go to Stanford, too?” “No. San Diego State. Stanford has an exciting football team recently and its fun to follow them. I got my degree at Stanford.” In the next hour or so, we found we had much more in common than sports teams. When she finished her second cup of coffee, she excused herself. When she came back, she was wearing a pink baby doll nightie and sat close beside me. “I didn't come for that, Connie.” “I know. That's why I'm offering. My husband is on one of his fake business trips this weekends and our marriage is all fucked up. Do you want to take care of this horny bitch this weekend?? “Do I! Lead the way.” “I want a regular thing too if you're interested in that.” “That works for me, too. One night stands are for amateurs and idiots.” We made soft sweet love over and over until the wee hours of that morning. I've been seeing her for nearly ten years now and I hope to keep seeing her for another ten years. The odd thing about our arrangement is that husband seems oblivious to it all as far as we know. We're going to celebrate our tenth 'anniversary' this weekend at a bed and breakfast on the coast. Here she comes now. Gotta go. P.S. Stanford won the Rose Bowl game!!!


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