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Have you ever found yourself in a rut? Well that’s where I was. I had been so busy that my personal life had become non-existent. I had let my business consume all of my time and any of my spare time was taken up with my two kids. I’m a single father of two fantastic kids. I’m 32, running our household and I work from home.
I woke one Saturday morning thinking to myself that I needed to find me someone to play with. I wasn’t dating anyone or even pursuing anyone for that matter. That morning I rolled my ass out of bed, half depressed, when I heard my kids running to my room. “Dad, Dad! Let’s make pancakes!” Duty called!
We had made a huge mess while making breakfast but managed to get it all cleaned up before I had to drop my kids at my ex-sister-in-law’s house a few blocks away for their cousin’s birthday party. I decided that I would duck out to get my brakes checked while the party was going on.
I have to admit... I have always checking out the younger sister of my ex-wife, as she was about 8 years younger than me and we would flirt all the time.
I went down to the brake place and they told me how long it would take. I sat in the lobby working on my laptop while they worked on my car. I usually liked talking to other people a bit but it was only me and another guy there and I really didn’t feel like talking to him.
About fifteen minutes later, a beautiful professionally dressed woman walked in. I saw her out of the corner of my eye and looked. WOW! She was tall, about 5’8”, thin, dirty blonde hair and a nice rack! I looked away when I noticed the guy next to me was checking her out too. Me in a cocky mood and her busy talking to the clerk, I whispered to the guy, “Hey, I bet you I can get her number,” He laughed and said to me, “No way Bro!” I took that as a challenge then. As soon as she turned from the counter to find a seat, I coyly smiled her way. She shyly smiled back and noticed a seat available near me.
“You’re a bit over dressed for getting you brakes fixed aren’t you?” I commented to her.
“Well, I left work early to get here,” she replied.
“Really? What do you do?” I asked digging for information.
“I work at the funeral home down the road,” she answered.
“That’s an interesting line of work. How did you get into that?” I asked her.
And the conversation continued for another five or so minutes until the clerk returned. I looked at the other guy and he was wide eyed shaking his head and couldn’t believe how I had got her to talk to a total stranger.
I overheard the clerk mention the issue with her car and how long it how take. When she returned I said, “Well it looks like you’ll be here for a while, my car is in there too. Why don’t I buy you lunch at the cafe across the street?” She looked me a moment and then responded with, “Sure!”
I looked at the another guy as I walked out behind the beautiful woman. Should have pulled out the my favorite movie lines like I am prone to do.... “ Do you like apples??? Well how ya like them apples??? ”
As we walked across the street to the cafe. I realized I hadn’t introduced myself nor asked her name. As we were seated I introduced myself, “By the way, my name is Peter.” “Oh how silly of me, I’m Kate.” she replied.
We had a great lunch, wonderful conversation and as we are walking back across the street Kate slid a napkin in my jean pocket. It was her number.
BooooYea ! I still got it!
The next day I called to say hi and schedule a date. Not ask if she would like to go out some time... that would be lame. I just assume since she rammed her number in my pocket that we will be going out at some point.
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Friday Night, Date Night!
I picked up Kate at her place. That’s when I learned that Kate was renting a room from a roommate who owned a condo. I never met the lady, as she was always gone. I think Kate mentioned that she traveled on business a lot.
Kate was dressed in a nice sundress with spaghetti straps. The elastic just under her breasts really accentuated her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra so every time she moved I could see them jiggle so well! Her hair was up in a ponytail. Today she looked much younger than when I met her a few days ago.
We enjoyed dinner at an Italian restaurant and some small talk. Then I heard her mention something about school. Puzzled, I inquired further.
“So where did you graduate college?” I asked.
“Oh I haven’t graduated yet,” she replied.
“What are you studying?” I asked.
“I’m studying to become a funeral home director,” Kate said.
“Really?? I was unaware the local college offered such a program” I replied.
“It doesn’t, I go to...” forgive me but I don’t recall the speciality college and it probably shouldn’t be mentioned in this story anyway.
“So that is why you are working at the funeral home now... as an intern I guess?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s right. I plan on becoming the youngest Funeral Home Director!” she replied.