Valued Involvement (Closed for Bluntitis)

I did a quick and simple breakfast, but it was very well received.

"You're welcome to come over more often for breakfast, it's nice not to eat it alone."

Thinking about your question of am I nervous.

"I guess it's a combination of both nervousness, dread and hopefulness."

"I am nervous about meeting her and hopefully she can help me"

"I am dreading telling her my history with him, I think mostly because I feel stupid about it. I made some big mistakes"

"Just you being kind enough to drive me, and wait for me is all I need. I can't think of anything right now but who knows afterwards. There is one thing you can tell me now. Do I look ok?"

Standing up I turn. I'm dressed in a skirt and blouse. The skirt is just above the knee it's a white blouse, but the bra doesn't show through.

"I hope I look professional"
 
“In my opinion your outfit is businesslike. What Margaret thinks of it is not that important. I like your outfit, showing your legs. But I have to keep my eyes on the road.”

“Maybe you feel better when you have talked with Margaret. She will confirm that what happened to you can happen to everyone. It is a matter of bad luck. Hopefully you can leave it all behind when Margaret has settled your case.”

Traffic is moderate and we arrive in time at Margaret’s house. Het housekeeper opens the front door and invites us in. Margaret is in the living. She is dressed in an expensive suit, high heels and designer glasses. Her long blond hair falls over her shoulders. Underneath the jacket, she wears a sexy semi-see-through blouse, beneath which the outline of her heavy breasts can be seen. She is fifty-five but still a knockout. I am still attracted to her, maybe partly because she is bisexual.

She has scheduled fifteen minutes to catch up with a cup of coffee. After the coffee I go out for a walk. You follow Margaret to her study to discuss your case, not before I have wished you good luck and gave you a hot kiss on your mouth. So unlike me but provoked by Margaret’s presence.
 
I'm nervous and surprised at how good looking Margaret is, but also I can tell she is both successful and professional.
I listen as you two catch up, realizing that you two have been friends/lovers? for a good number of years, I wonder idly if that was before your marriage, as I was under the impression that you'd been a very long time, and you never struck me as the type to stray. The kiss you gave me confused and made me even more nervous, wondering what she would think of it, of me.

Following her into the study I sit down, she is next to me. I hand her the papers, she glances at them, then says 'Tell me your story, how you met him, got married and then divorced. Remember anything you tell me, will be kept confidential'

Over the next hour and a half I pour out my story, what I had told you, plus much more. The marriage, my son being a surprise pregnancy how we survived then had our daughter. Then he started cheating on me, carefully at first, then not so. The amicable or so I thought divorce and the long battle after to collect both the child support, but alimony that he'd originally suggested.

Stopping now and then to cry, which she waited patiently thru.

she replied
'Well I have good news and bad news just right from the start'
'Good news from what you told me, I think you have a good case'
'Bad news, your ex has a very good lawyer, in fact I'm surprised he is a part of this'
'He and I have been in court before and usually it comes down to the case if I win or he does'

Then she gets up,
'Let's go wait in the living room, business part is over'
We go out there, she hands me a glass of wine.
Then we talk talk, woman to woman.
She wants to know more about my relationship with you.
 
I get a text from the housekeeper that the meeting between you and Margaret is finished. I return to her house and join you in the living where you both have a glass of wine. I ask for a cup of coffee. The atmosphere between the two of you seems alright, so I suppose she takes your case. Nothing is said about it, I suppose I will hear from you about the case on our way back.

When I left for my hike I was worried that I had put you in an awkward situation. The provocative kiss on your mouth was triggered by Margaret’s presence. I wanted to suggest intimacy between us that isn’t there, at least not yet. A bit childish, but not a disaster, maybe it will trigger things, who knows?!

Before we leave I have to promise Margaret that we keep in tough. I will invite her for diner soon. As soon as we are on our way back I like to hear from you, especially how the atmosphere during the meeting was. And of course if she is willing to represent you. I am not really interested in the details of your case, that’s confidential and relevant for Margaret not for me. I am looking forward to future developments.
 
On the drive back, I'm quiet for the first 1/2 hour or so. I can see you're a bit nervous. Finally looking at you.

"Why did you kiss me like that? Where you claiming me? It made me even more nervous, and I know she wondered about it."

"The meeting part of my case went well, she is going to review everything. She has some concerns because my ex's lawyer is one she has delt with before and she say's he is good. But her gut feeling was we have a strong enough case"

After that I fall quiet again, looking out the window thinking about everything that has happened, the kiss, the meeting with Margaret and Margaret herself. I'm not normally attracted to women, but there is something about her that I am.
 
The long silence in the car says it all. It feels very uncomfortable. I can't blame you. I would be angry in this situation too.

"Sorry Sally, I'm not sure why I kissed you like that in front of Margaret. I've wanted to kiss you like this before, but hadn't mustered up enough courage to do so yet. Something in me wanted to claim you over her. Stupid, because that's not necessary at all, I suppose.”

“Regarding your case, I wouldn't worry. Margaret doesn't want to give false hope, but you have quite a strong case. We'll just have to wait and see how it goes.”

“Can I make up for it by inviting you for lunch? It’s nearly one PM, I would like to eat a burger.”
 
I listen to your apology. Still not happy you kissed me like that, but I guess understandable

"Yes she told me she doesn't over promise, so fingers crossed. I thank you again for this"

"A greasy burger and beer would be fantastic right now!!!! Not what I normally eat, but"

"I want to get out of these clothes, can I get in the back and change? I brought a change of clothes"
 
“Lets do it! A beer for you and a soda me. Do you want to change while I drive? You can step between the front seats in the back. I will drive carefully.”

Obviously you don’t want to wait. You unbuckle and slip between the front seats in the back to change. I can see you now and then through the rear-view mirror.
 
"Thanks!!!"
I grab the bag I'd tossed in the car earlier, pulling a t-shirt out of it, and putting it mostly on. I unbutton my blouse and turning slightly so you don't a full on view. I slip it off. The skirt I first try to put pants on, then take it off, but that proved problematic. So I slipped the pants off, then the skirt. then back into the pants.
Coming back up front

"Thanks! And thanks for not crashing, that I think turned into more of a show for you then I planned"
Back in casual clothes, I feel much more relaxed.

"I'm not normally a beer girl, but wine and a burger just sounds funny "
 
You haven't lost your sense of humor and you feel comfortable enough to carry out such an escapade in the back of the car.

I chuckle, "It was kind of funny to see you squeeze out of your skirt and into your pants. I didn't mind watching you, you have a fine frame to be honest.

I wisper, keeping my eyes on the road, "...I like you very much, you are my favorite neighbor." I don't dare to say that I love you, but I think I have fallen in love.
 
Climbing back up into the front seat.
"I hope you weren't too uncomfortable with me getting change. It's just I like being more casual with you"

"So a fine frame??? Am I a picture??? :)"

"You are my favorite neighbor too, should warn you I have good ears :)"

"That looks like a good place, lots of cars in the lot, what my dad always told me was a sign of a good place to eat"
 
“He was a wise man! But you also have to wait longer after ordering. Before you start eating you are ready for a second drink. We have time enough and when the food is good it’s worthwhile to wait a bit longer.”

We find a empty booth in the back of the restaurant. I take a seat next to you in the same bench. I did that often with Vanessa. It’s cozy and I always liked to huddle against her. She wanted me to wrap my arm around her after we had eaten.
 
"Usually not that long a wait, it is a burger place!!! And don't worry one beer will do me. I usually ask them to bring the beer with the burger"
Sitting next to you our legs touching
 
I love the tough of our tights. I feel your warmth and softness. Compared to you my legs are more skinny and hard. The last two years I lost weight. I am quite tall and relatively light.

We order burgers and fries, a glass of wine and a soda. I will take a beer when we are back home. On the road I not even drink a zip of alcoholic. When you do, it becomes more difficult to draw a line.

“I haven’t been in a hamburger restaurant for over a year. All those people stopping for a quick bite. It brings a lot of dynamics to this place. I like it, is the diner where you wait like this?”
 
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"Would you rather I didn't drink if you're not going too? I can do that you know"

Enjoying the meal, like I thought the service was quick the burger and fries hot

"Similar but's more of the diner feel this is just a burger place"

"You do need to come in sometime"
 
“A diner feel! Would like to experience that! But I should come when it’s not so busy. You can serve me and have time to sit with me. I like the burger, juice and still red meat. The waitress is friendly. She deserves a good tip.”

You seem to enjoy yourself. It is nice to be on the road with you today. The same time it feels odd to say goodbye when we are back home.

“Do you like to come for breakfast tomorrow morning? I can prepare breakfast both of us. What do you like to eat in the morning? I can bake pancakes or serve bread or cereals, as you wish“

Oh God!! I am planning and organizing again, always busy! Stay calm John, it’s okay!
 
"Thank you for today, taking me to meet Margaret and the company on the drive."
Giving you a hug and a kiss as I head for home.

When you ask about breakfast tomorrow, I turn back.

"Yes I'd love to have breakfast with you tomorrow, what time? I do have to go to work, so not too late."

"Pancakes sounds good, with bacon?"
 
“Sally, it felt great to be together today.”

“Yes, all right, I will make the pancakes with bacon. Is 7 AM early enough for you? I am not an early bird but serving pancakes at seven I can manage. For me it’s also good to start early. I have to work tomorrow on a guest lecture I give after the weekend.“
 
"7 AM is perfect, that will give us time for a nice breakfast and we can go to work."

"If you make breakfast, I can make dinner if you'd like? I enjoy having meals with you"
 
“That’s a deal Sally. I must say my evenings and mornings are the loneliest times of the day. At daytime I enjoy myself, working, hiking, biking, gardening, you name it. In evenings and mornings I feel often lonely and miss company, thinking back of the time Vanessa was around. It’s great to look forward to have breakfast with you to start the day and finish with dinner. Even if we have our own programs during the day. Do you work at the company or in the dinner tomorrow?”
 
"Mine too, morning I think is my loneliest time of the day, well next to bedtime, but I can do breakfast with you, give a good start to the day"

"Tomorrow is an office day, the diner will be Wednesday evening. I work the dinner shift. Maybe you can come for dinner there? it slows down after 7, I'd be able to sit with you"

Giving you tight hug, then heading home to go over today and what all happened.

The kiss you gave me in her office, still on my mind
 
When we say goodbye I leave it up to you how we part. After the kiss I gave you earlier today I stay passive. I like the firm hug, feeling your softness and warmth.

“Wednesday is fine. I better come near the end of your shift. We can eat together and I can bring you home. Monday and Tuesday I am not at home. I travel to give the lecture. The guest university bought me an airfare and booked a hotel room. After the lecture there is a faculty dinner in my honor. It is a lot of fuss, but it was organized before I knew it. Tuesday evening I will be back home.”

At home I jump on my bike to do some shopping for breakfast. I go to bed early to rise at six tomorrow. I check the alarm clock three times to be sure it’s set at six. Feels good to have a girlfriend who comes for breakfast!!
 
(What day are we saying this is?)

"Dinner at the diner on Wednesday is good!!!"
 
“Tomorrow is Friday. I have to work on my lecture. Most of the weekend I am free to hike and for gardening. On Monday and Tuesday I am away for the lecture. On Wednesday I will meet you at the dinner. For me it’s a good schedule.”
 
(Ok so we have the weekend to figure out)

"Ok I will be over around 7am."

Next morning just before 7 I am knocking on your door. Dressed office casual
 
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