I remember it like it was yesterday. You had just been promoted to Sergeant. I was so proud of you. You were so proud of yourself. It was a long time coming and we were both happy that it did. We went out to dinner with our friends to celebrate. Everything was perfect, but I wanted to do something extra special for you as a gift. I was not sure what it would be, but it would turn out better than either of us ever imagined.
Cynthia showed up about 20 minutes earlier than we asked but said she felt you deserved it. She had a congratulations card for you. She had been a friend of the family for a couple years and a great baby sitter. She was young, cute, enthusiastic and had the kind of body I can only imagine I will ever have again. She handed you the card and stretched up on her toes to kiss you on the cheek. I watched and pretended not to notice, but something about it got my brain ticking. At first I was thinking it was silly jealousy but later realized it was something different.
Dinner was great. Everyone laughed and had a good time. It was just the sort of evening that never seems to come. It seems like we try so hard to have those special nights out but something always seems to happen. But that night was different. It was special and I will remember it for the rest of my life, and I imagine you will too.
We were having a great time but needed to be home. Cynthia had an appointment the next morning to register for a second semester at the community college. She was so excited, just turned 19 and was looking forward to starting her Nursing Certification Program. We got to the house and you walked me inside. I went into the living room and Cindi was sleeping on the couch. I could not get over how much I was noticing her body and the feelings it was causing. I suspected they were related to the kiss she had given you earlier, and convinced myself I was being silly.
I woke her up and helped her find her shoes. She told me the boys had pestered her and she let them stay up an extra hour and hoped we would not be mad. I giggled as I handed her the money and said 1 hour was actually an improvement. I told her you were in the kitchen waiting to drive her home like usual and she smiled and hugged me like normal but before she let go, she said she wanted to ask me something very personal if I would not mind. Of course I agreed and walked her down the hallway and told you we would be out in a few minutes. We had some "Girl Talk" to attend to. I had no idea how right I was.