Sassy met another blogger today!
I was off from work and settling in at my desk to eat lunch at home when B4, a local sexy blogger, emailed to ask me to lunch! We had been talking about doing it but I didn’t believe it would happen. He asked me to meet him at the South Shore Plaza at 1 pm. I dashed out to the car and headed off down Rte 93! It was easy to find. Even though it’s less than 20 minutes south of the city, it’s not somewhere I ever go.
I waited out front of the CheeseCake Factory as instructed. He appeared about 3 minutes after I did. Yay! My first blogger meet! He’s cute! And tall! And looked hunky in his leather jacket.
He gave me a quick hug, then we went in to Joe’s American Bar and Grill. I was nervous but not too bad. He asked questions and answered mine and we had fun. It was great to be able to talk about blogging! No one in my real life knows, so it was glorious not to have to filter.
The waitress called me “his mother.” Bitch. I am not that much older than he is! We had a good laugh over that. No one would think we were doing anything illicit!
I patted his arm a couple of times, and wanted to touch him more but he didn’t act interested. Tough to tell if he is shy or worried about being in public or what. Probably not into older gray-haired curvy ladies! He insisted on paying! I told him next time it’s my treat.
He walked me out to my car, and opened his arms for another hug. I was bad and kissed him. We fit together well. He let me go on for a few seconds, then whispered in my ear, “I can’t do this out here… I’m too close to work.” He kept hugging me. Then he was gone.
He did email me very quickly to thank me for a fun lunch and say we’d have to do it again. I asked him if he was interested in more and he said not at this time. That’s fine. It’s good to have a blogger buddy!
It’s time for Flash Fiction Friday! Click over to Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other bloggers made of this photo. Here’s today’s challenge:
Key word = Escape
Word Limit =
Your age x 4 or your weight x 3 or your house number /2 or the sum of the digits in your SSN x 6.
(but you don’t have to tell us which one you used.)
Extra Credit – Give the vine an ominous sounding name
Bonus words – Send me a picture of your left foot wearing your favorite shoe.
He had gone too far this time. A garden party? Ugh.
He liked to invite me to show up places he was going to be with his wife… sit in the bar of a restaurant, be two rows over at the ballgame, even at the back of the church they attend! He’d stare at me now and then, sometimes give me a signal to slip off to the ladies room and mess around. He adored seeing me dressed up and in public. I liked seeing him, no matter where it was.
This afternoon amongst the high society types was too much. The gentlemen in their best suits, the women in their finery and hats. I was dressed almost right… except I didn’t have on any underwear (to ease his access to me), and my shoes were wrong. I had on slutty shoes. I pretended they were high fashion… and they were. But they were also… different from the other ladies. And I’d forgotten to conceal my tattoo! Ah well. I sat at a table in the shade and kept my feet under the tablecloth!
Suddenly I saw them – his wife was headed right for the table! I had to escape! There was a big crowd by the door… arrrgh! Where could I go?
Was there a tree to hide behind? No – people everywhere! Arrrgh! I went around the side of the mansion and noticed a large open window with a huge venial veranda vine. My salvation! That would give me a leg up! I vaulted up and inside! Probably gave anyone watching a show, but whatever!
I stood up and straightened my clothes and… there was my guy!
“What took you so long?” he asked as he closed and locked the window. He wrapped his arms around me and pressed his hand between my legs. “Nice shoes!”
Oh, I do adore this man!
For the dangerously sexy Advizor 54, so I get every last bit out of this challenge:
Another magic music moment from Britain’s Got Talent 2012 auditions:
Jonathan & Charlotte singing “The Prayer”