Ok, so I’m suppose to pick up now where Jen left off. I had a really funny tag line set up for my next post, but unfortunately I lost it on the way to posting last night. I was a tad furious but it got me thinking about stuff that I missed so maybe there was a reason I lost it. So she left off at the Yankee game. By now, I was transferred out of the store that we both had been at because upper management caught wind of our relationship and that was a big no no. July was relatively calm, then August hit and things started to get ugly.
My mother had fallen in our back yard and was going to be in rehab for nearly a month. Up to that point I had never been alone…in my house..for any extended period of time. Someone was always there, my mother, my kids, never just alone. My ex husband kept the girls until we got things worked out as I worked 5 days a week and now my mother wasn’t there to watch the girls.
When I didn’t have them at home I was out with my friend Kaersten, who for the record is straight, drinking mostly trying to drowned my sorrows over Jen. One night she suggested we head over to Henriettas in the city. Sure, why not. I was single, my kids were safe and Jen was off doing her thing. So off we went to the city.
I’m perfectly happy just sitting back watching people, maybe strike up a conversation or two. And then SHE walked over. Nice girl, very hot, and just starting talking to me. The general stuff, relationship status and things like that. We just talked, it was nice to have someone to talk to about my attempt to make this thing with Jen work. Just to be clear, I do not have a lot of friends. I tend to keep people at arms length, keep my wall up and not let a lot of people in. So it's getting late, we say our goodbyes and head home. I had a meeting at work the next morning and sure as hell Jen was calling bright and early to see how my night was. Told her what I did and she asked did I meet anyone. Yeah kinda, I replied, nothing serious. I can remember her voice calming after that like “oh thank god”. That was until a day or two later my phone rang with a number I didn’t recognize. They left a voicemail and when I checked it later on it was the girl from the bar. But wait, I didn’t exchange numbers with her, how did she get mine? I called Kaersten and she said that she gave her my number. She said I wasn’t tied to Jen and this girl seemed nice. I told Jen what she did and that this girl called, wanting to possibly get a drink one night after work. Sure why not. But Jen wasn’t gonna like that….wait…she still had a boyfriend and I was free to do what I wanted. So off I went.
I think at this point I’m not going to to go into what happened over the next few months but lets just say DRAMA. September, relatively calm. It's early in the month and Jen calls to say that her parents are going away for the weekend and I should come down, she’ll make us dinner and just have a nice night. Sure, why not. But if I’m driving down there for dinner there better be dessert.
So I clean up pretty good, stop and get flowers, the whole nine yards. I get there, she’s cooking away, wine in her hand. So far so good. Dinner goes off pretty well and we head to the family room for some tv and talk.
Everything is good, she goes “I’m gonna get some more wine”.
Ok, I’m sitting there watching tv and she walks back in with booty shorts and a bra on. (picture jaw dropping). She comes towards me and smash, there goes the wine glass shattering right next to my head. That should’ve been the sign that I should be leaving.
She cleans it up and suggests we move into the bedroom. Well, ya don’t have to ask me twice…… We get into her room and we’re on the bed making out. Of course, earlier that day, God, with her wicked sense of humor decided that I was going to get my period so I’m off limits which is perfect because I can just focus on her.
Yeah, that didn’t work out so well for Sheri.
See, I was so damn nervous because this was the girl that I had wanted and now everything that I wanted was about to happen and um….. I can’t get her off. After an hour, my jaw was done. I was mortified but she was very understanding. I remember driving home that night thinking if I ever get down there again she wont know what hit her.
So a few weeks later we attempt this again. This time we are in the back of my blue beast, and thank god for large suvs. Affectionately known as “Hotel Durango” because we’ve had a lot of great sex in that car. Jen always says I can never get rid of it. Also at this point Jen is coming up from school every day on my lunch break for a booty call. I’m not complaining, I cant get enough except there’s one little problem….she still has a boyfriend. That thought is never far from my mind.
October, her birthday month. I make her a collage of words that took me forever to put together. The words represented us so far, it had ticket stubs from movies and the Yankee game ticket. I also purchased her a diamond circular necklace. So which do you think she loved more? Yup , the collage. I gave her diamonds and she loves the little collage of paper words. Can’t win. Still can’t.
November rolls around and we decide to go away. Did I mention I snore?………
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