Valued Involvement (Closed for Bluntitis)

[Bluntitis]

I have resolved to cook simply. In the first year that I met Vanessa, when I was twenty-five, I worked my ass off to impress her. In hindsight, there was no need for that. She confessed that she had immediately fallen for my smile when we saw each other for the first time and I held a door open for her. I want us to feel comfortable when we meet. I like Sally and you never know what will come of it, but it shouldn't go too fast. I'm not ready for more than a friendship yet.

I text her: “Tomorrow dinner will be served at 7 pm. Required: good mood. Optional: everything else ”

 

[Becaa57]

I chuckle at the everything else is optional, as that can mean many things.

"Ok sounds good, I will snag a pie, working at the diner tonight. Because of what will be happening the good mood is guaranteed. And I'll be knocking at your door at 7pm. You will find that I am usually on time for things"

At the end of the shift I ask my boss for some left over pie, which we always have some of and she does like us to take one home when we go.

Heading home for my wine and TV. a warm feeling when thinking about tomorrow night.

 

[Bluntitis]

When the doorbell rings two minutes past seven I am not ready to serve dinner. The call with my female colleague about my legal commentary on a ruling on the conflict in Gaza took more time than expected. It is a sensitive issue in which every word is weighed. The conclusion is that I will reconsider various passages in the text.

I open the door with my apron on.
I smile at you. “Come in, you are as announced perfectly on time. However, I'm late. The lasagna will be ready in half an hour. Gives me time to show you the house. It’s to cold to sit outside but I am proud of the terrace at the rear overlooking the garden. Vanessa made those beautiful borders. I maintain the garden with the help of a gardener.”

“Enough about the garden. How are you doing? I must confess I missed your company yesterday.”

 

[Becaa57]

I can tell by your expression you are running late when you answer the door.

"Thanks I brought a pie. That's ok we can just for a bit, do you need help in the kitchen or is it just a matter of letting it cook. I love lasagna, but always afraid to make it for myself"

"I'd love to at least see the terrace, I'm sure Vanessa made it beautiful, she always seemed to move with a certain class you don't often see. I do agree it's kind of chilly to sit outside, at least without a jacket or coat"

"I'm good thank you, and it's weird but I kind of missed you too, even though we've only talked that one time. I was so happy to get the invite for dinner!!!!"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Let's keep our coats on, then we'll start the evening with a first glass on the terrace.”

I offer a glass of wine.

“I toast to our friendship. If it's too private you should say so, but I'm curious about the dates you've had. With what idea did you do that? For just a fun evening, or were you looking for something less non-committal? I can imagine that you don’t have to complain about interest of guys in the diner.”

 

[Becaa57]

I take the wine and follow you out to the terrace.
Clicking glasses to the toast.

"It's nice out here!! Be good in the summer when it's warm to have a meal"

"The dates well over the last few years I've been talked into dating. I think my children don't want me to grow old alone. Although I don't mind being alone, it is nice to talk too."

thinking back

"I've had friends set me up with a friend of theirs, usually those are ok and it's obvious to both of us that we don't click."

"A couple from a dating site I was on, those at least seem to be more hopeful, but the men there assume that there will be sex at the end of the first date, and I'm not that type of girl "
"Don't get me wrong, I love sex and miss it a lot. I am just not looking for a relationship that has no foundation before moving into the bedroom"

"Anyways I've come to the realization that I am not looking for a new partner in life, I like being single. I am looking for friends, male or female really. People to have dinner with, catch a movie or a show. I'm ok having a FWB relationship if it feels right"

"Does that make sense?"
"What are you looking for, or are you even looking for anything or anyone?"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Thank you for being so candid. I was just curious, but haven’t thought what I would like. I was too busy pushing away the past. I begin to realize what I missed in private contacts with other people. Rushing doesn't work for me, then I clam up. When I think back to my relationship with Vanessa, I miss the intimacy and also the sex. But one thing leads to another. It should grow naturally.”

I chuckle, “when you like my lasagna, that’s a good start. We can go inside for dinner, it’s ready.”

 

[Becaa57]

"You're welcome, it's not something I get asked very often actually."
"You are right things have to lead to each other, when you try to rush them is when it usually is wrong"

"Sounds good, all this talking has made me both hungry and thirsty"

Following you back into the house, slipping out of my jacket and hanging in on the coat tree you have by the front door

 

[Bluntitis]

I enjoy our conversation over dinner. You talk exuberantly with a fork of lasagna that lingers in the air. Then the conversation stops for a moment and you focus your attention entirely on the bite of lasagna. Your full lips enclose your fork and then they move sensually up and down as you chew. I desire to kiss those beautiful lips. It doesn't feel awkward when I explain to you why Vanessa and I don't have children. When I met Vanessa, I was still doing my PhD. She was five years older and already an assistant professor. We had a great life together, but children were welcome. Vanessa miscarried twice in the early stages of pregnancy. She didn't get pregnant after that. We didn't know why, we didn't figure it out. Life was good as us was. I now being alone regret that we didn’t have children.

After dinner we watch Casablanca with Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman. I heard a lot about this movie but saw it entirely from start to finish. When it gets a bit chilly in the house you take of your shoes and huddle on the couch. I put a plaid over you and lay my arm over your shoulder. You turn a quarter to lean with your back against the side of my chest. I can smell the shampoo you use. I smells familiar.

When you leave we cuddle and kiss each other. It feels great. I hadn’t expected that we would feel so close in such a short time. I promise to take a look at your paperwork tomorrow.

 

[Becaa57]

I really enjoy dinner, you are very easy to talk too. The food is good. We talk and laugh some. You relay to me the story of you and Vanessa, the heartbreak of the miscarriages. I know exactly how that feels.
I relay to you my story, highschool sweethearts married too soon. His wandering eye and finally the divorce which got ugly afterwards.

The story of my children, my son my daughter the turbulent teen years. His dabbling with drugs, her promiscuity, but fortunately they got their lives back on track. Both of them dating, no serious relationships. I have a feeling my son is actually gay, or struggling with it.

Watching the movie with you is nice. I can't remember the last time I did that with a man. Cuddling against you, your arm around me, but no groping.

Having to go to work the next day I don't stay much after the movie. A nice hug and kiss when I leave, you watching from you doorway as I walk across the street. I turn and wave goodnight.

Going to bed later that night, thinking what a wonderful evening with a wonderful man. He is older, but still very nice.

I put the paperwork together for when and if he comes over tomorrow, then a shower and bed. Thinking what it would be like to slide into bed with you.

 

[Bluntitis]

In the shower, I think about what Sally said about her children. A son who is addicted to drugs. I would be extremely worried about that. That would eat away at me. Good to hear that he is back on track. It didn't leave any marks on Sally. She has a positive attitude to life and looks very good. When she loves she is even more beautiful. Promiscuity doesn’t seem a big problem to me, but three lovers at the same time makes life complicated. For me one lover is more than enough, when she is curious and likes little adventures.

Thinking about little adventures, my thoughts go back to a summer holiday a long time ago when Vanessa and I made love in a meadow. The change of being discovered made us very horny. She fucked me sitting on my cock with her back towards me. I saw her buttocks bounce on my thighs. I get a hard cock under the shower. It's been a while since I've been turned on by thinking about sex. Is Sally thinking about sex in relation to me?

 

[Becaa57]

As I lay in bed, I wonder if I'd shared too much info with John about the kids. The drugs and promiscuity makes them sound like bad kids. Which for a while they were, but they came back with a vengeance! I am so proud of them both in school, thankfully one thing their dad is keeping his end of the divorce up by paying for it.

Wondering too, if he is ready for a relationship, am I?? Maybe just friends for now

 

[Bluntitis]

In the morning I decide to prune the hedges with ivy. The garden needs to be prepared for autumn. While I'm working, I think about Sally. It's nice to know that there is someone living across the street who cares about me.

In the afternoon, I change my legal commentary and forward it to the publisher. Than it’s time to cross the street. I don’t know if Sally is home. I hope so, because I would enjoy giving Sally legal advice and refer her to a specialist lawyer. The problems with her ex shouldn't come between us. That would be an unfortunate start.

I ring the bell. If she doesn't open the door, I will go to dinner to see if she's working there.

 

[Becaa57]

I was in the shower when I heard the doorbell. Thinking/hoping it's you. I towel off and slip into a robe. Getting to the door just in time to see you turning to go.

"Wait!!! I'm here come on in!!"

You turn and smile. I can see your eyes going up and down realizing the robe is very clingy. But you don't make me feel weird about it.

"I was in the shower, come on in. The papers are on the table. I need to pull some clothes on and will be out to join you in a minute.

Seeing you go and sit at the table, start going through the papers. I go into my room leaving the door ajar in case you have a question. Pulling on shorts and a t-shirt quickly running the brush through my hair. I stop thinking about makeup, but decide not this time.

Going back out I join you at the table.

"I do appreciate this, and if there is nothing you can, that's ok as well. Just wanted someone who knows something to look at it"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Sally, the papers don’t tell me what has happened nine years ago. What interests me is why your ex stopped paying the alimony. Was it out of spite towards you or because his financial situation deteriorated? By the way, you look fabulous, so natural, straight out of the shower.”

These words escaped before I can think. That doesn’t happen often. I am a very rational person. I feel my cheeks glowing. Hope you don't see it, while I look at you waiting for an answer.

 

[Becaa57]

"Ohhhh, I think I have those papers put away. His original reason was because he'd lost his job. And I was like ok, letting him slide. But then he got a new job and from what I understand pays even more then his old one. I will have to dig deeper for the letters, although some of it was just telephone calls"

I blush thinking how much of me you saw.

"Thank you, I'm sorry I was undressed when you came by"

 

[Bluntitis]

“You don’t have to excuse yourself, it wasn’t my intention to embarrass you!”

“I think I know enough about the situation with your ex. I will share my opinion with you. In my view, your ex had an obligation to pay, from which he could only be released by a new court ruling. It seems to me in your interest that the payment of the alimony will be enforced by a court ruling. And a procedure will be started to force your ex to pay what he has failed to pay in the past. If you agree I will ask a former colleague of mine who is a lawyer specialized in family law to litigate on your behalf. It won’t be easy and will take some time, but I am convinced she will win this case for you. I can reassure you, don’t worry about money, that will be taken care of.”

I can't make it any prettier than it is. When I mention the word "money" I see a worried expression on your face. I really feel sorry for you.

 

[Becaa57]

I listen and try to understand what you are saying, but it does sound like you may have a solution for me.

"Are you saying you may know a lawyer who will help me, and it won't cost me anything? Or if she takes payments!!! That would be an answer to my prayers!!! And if you can make it happen I'd be eternally grateful!!! I would do anything to pay you back"

Hugging you tightly

Then realize how that sounds
Blushing bright red
"I mean well almost anything, free dinners??"

 

[Bluntitis]

“Sally, that sounds great. I can think of ways you can pay me back”, I say while I wink at you .

“No kidding. I will take care of the financing of the legal actions. When you win the case your ex will have to payoff the expenses your lawyer made. I can be refunded from that amount. If not it’s bad luck for me. I am willing to take the risk because I care about you and I think it’s unfair what your ex did to you.”

 

[Becaa57]

When you tell me that you will pay for the lawyer, I'm shocked, but so grateful.

"I can't tell you what that means to me!!! I've been trying for years to get it done. I don't feel I deserve it, but I will accept it. However, if we lose then I want to at the very least contribute to the lawyers fees"

Looking at you with tears in my eyes

"Nobody has been this nice to me ever!!!"

Hugging you again

 

[Bluntitis]

I get a bit confused. The hugging feels great. I didn’t expect you to react so emotional. It feels very good to be loved and press you lightly against my chest. My nose above your wet hair, I smell your shampoo.

“You don’t have to pay Sally. I expect to win the case and it’s a risk I am willing to take. It’s easy, I have the money, it won’t hurt me when we lose. Do you hear what I say ‘when we lose’, I think I am committed to you.” I lay an arm around you and hold you close to me.

 

[Becaa57]

I stay in your arms, feeling safer then I have in a long time.

"I hear you, but let's say if we lose ok?? Hopefully your friend can fix it. I've always felt I was in the right, just didn't have the money to pay for a good enough lawyer"

I slowly move away, taking a breath

"Ok, this calls for a celebration. I'm taking today off and we're going to spend the rest of the day together. We can make some dinner, have a drink or two. Watch TV or go to a movie. You tell me"

 

[Becaa57]

"No, I have a better idea.!!!"
"wait here"
Leaving you in the living room, I go down to the basement, and come back up with a picnic basket.

"I picked this up years ago, thinking I'd take the kids on picnics, well that never happened. But you my friend, you and I are going to pick up some friend chicken, coleslaw and a bottle of wine. We are going to jump in the car, and drive out to the country. I know there is a park a ways out. I want to spend time there with you"

Thinking a bit more

"This may come out wrong, so don't get upset. But you need to get out of your wifes house. I need to get out of the house that I've spent the last several years trying to put my life back together. We are going somewhere that we have no history with, no memories of good or bad things."

"This may be the start of something or not, but at least we will have an afternoon of no pressure and no memories"

"Ok?"

 

[Bluntitis]

“More than ok! You have a wonderful plan so I will let you take lead of this. I like to be surprised. I will go home to dress up and hop in your car. It’s a long time ago that I picnicked!! The memories of that are clear in my mind. Should I bring something from my house? A picnic blanket?”

 

[drobert44]

“More than ok! You have a wonderful plan so I will let you take lead of this. I like to be surprised. I will go home to dress up and hop in your car. It’s a long time ago that I picnicked!! The memories of that are clear in my mind. Should I bring something from my house? A picnic blanket?”

Wine for sure