As I related here, my wife & I split up in early March. Since then I have been meeting & making friends with all the women at the office, no matter what project they work on, or their age or whether I find them attractive or not, both for “practice” and because I really like any female attention.
One of the women I’ve met is a really pretty 20-year-old girl named Katrina. I’m 38 years old & look about 27 to 30. (yeah, it’s rough!) I haven’t lied to her about my age but I didn’t make a big deal out of it either. I figured this is just for practice talking to pretty women again, I didn’t have any intentions & if she had a problem with it she’d give me some kind of signal.
Well, she has been giving me signals the last couple weeks & not that my age bothers her. We’ve had a sort of office flirtation/crush (I didn’t think that middle-aged people could have a crush).
Last week I asked her if she wanted to get together & hang out Thursday as we both have the day off. I wouldn’t have asked her if I had any weird feelings about her mis-construing it.
So yesterday she drives over to my house, we go check out Gilgal, this bizarro sculpture garden in a back yard in downtown Salt Lake.
We came back to my house, I threw some steaks on the smoker & really satisfied her appetite! We ended up just laying on the couch together watching videos. Since I’m in a weird place emotionally right now & Katrina didn’t give any overtly clear “Kiss me” signals, I didn’t try anything. As she was getting ready to leave, I told her that my BIG high school reunion is coming up & I’d like to take her with me. Her face lit up & she said she’d love to be my “arm candy” (her phrase) for the night. She said she’d wear something really sexy & low-cut for it.
The funny thing is that when I graduated from high school I was 5 foot 7 & weighed 114 lbs, looked like I was 14, thick glasses, got bullied a lot, never fought back. I didn’t go to the prom or homecoming because I was so damn shy & had zero self-esteem. It was the most terrifying time of my life. For years I was angry & bitter about high school, like I guess a lot of people are. I think that going to the reunion, looking younger (if not better) than anyone else there, with a gorgeous young lady friend will be the sweetest revenge possible.