Author's note: This is a fantasy story detailing one of my dreams and wishes of Jennie... the girl I've loved forever! Enjoy!!
I was meeting Jennie at our usual place, a bench outside the movie theatre at the mall, and really had no desire to do anything special. We meet monthly or so, and generally have nothing planned, other than to spend a few hours in each other's arms. Sometimes we see a movie, other times we'll walk in a park, and other days we just sit in the car. Bottom line is that we love each other, but are both married to someone else, and just truly enjoy our peaceful, and romantic time together. We are actually funny, and kind of cute, if I do say so myself. We're both in our mid-fifties, and while there is a very physical attraction between the two of us, up to this point our love affair has consisted mostly of dancing around the edges of sex, without really having sex. We threaten all the time to actually "get a room" and have a night of unbridled love, but for one reason or another we continue to do the dance. A psychologist might be able to find something significant in that, but for us it works... usually.
Today, was a little different, however. As stated, we met at the bench. I arrived first and was twiddling on my phone as I watched Jennie cross the great hall. She is fucking beautiful, and I never fail to get a tingle in my pants when I see her. She is the picture perfect definition of a GILF. (Grandmother I'd like to fuck for those unfamiliar with the term). She's still blonde, relatively thin, 5'-6" or so tall, with a "treadmill" tight body, and a very sexy, but casually elegant look. Today she was wearing tight blue jeans, a woven white sweater with thick weave that left a tantilizing view of her skin and bra, and sexy, ankle high, booty heels. I am partial, but I love her look.
Anyway, she sat herself down next to me, casually, but always discreetly, and began rubbing elbows and making small talk. Today I think we were both in a weird space. Sometimes we get together and the emotions and conversation just flow. Other times, like today, it is a little harder to get to the comfort zone. Neither of us felt like a movie, nor was the park readily available, so we decided to take a little risk and have a drink together in a new bar that just opened outside the mall.
Bar Louie was the name of the place, and it turned out to be a very suitable place. An open seating plan, one removable wall, allowing sunshine and fresh air throughout the place, and no one inside that recognized either of us. Perfect! Jennie ordered a vodka-cranberry, and I had a chilled shot of vodka and a Bud Light. Then we had another, and a little flat bread appetizer, and finally a third drink for each. As the drinks went down, we slowly warmed up to each other and began inching closer, and closer, until we ultimately began our flirtatious dance by touching each other both above and below the table. The drinks and ambience both finally had us relaxed, and typical for us, we were having a great time together. She talked of her family, and friends, and a recent work reunion she had attended, and I blathered on about work and my coaching career. All good, and harmless, and fun, but like always, laced with a heavy sexual under tow.
Finally, the flirtatious banter had to end as my fifty-seven year-old bladder had enough Bud Light and needed relief. I excused myself and headed to the rest room. Entering the bathroom, I noted that there were numerous bathrooms, all unisex - for one set-ups, and my specific unit had a functional lock, with additional hasp and keeper for safety. I thought that set-up was rather odd for a public restaurant this large, but then thought no more about it as my focus turned to personal relief. Finishing, and feeling better, I took a quick hand wash, and made my way back to Jennie.
"Everything come out OK?" was her wise-ass greeting upon my arrival.
"Perfect," I responded. "I only wish you had joined me," I continued. "All of the bathrooms are private unisex rooms, and you could have followed me in and had your way with me."
