It happened last week; I am 44 year old and the 48 year old Property Manager Kim, who knows full well that I have a crush on her, took me to a local tavern for lunch. After socializing there for a couple of hours and playing pinball machines, we headed to her boss's residence. Bob, the owner of my dwelling spot as well as 6 or 7 other area properties is a man who has just turned 90, although most peeps wouldn't put him above 70 or even 65; at his age he still does push ups every morning, plays golf and works physically fixing up and repairing some houses of his. I have already met him twice since I moved in in August, albeit I have never so far been to his own residence.
Kim herself took to liking me since the get-go, flirting with me, complimenting me for my good hygiene, the fact that I look younger than my actual chronological age, my cologne. She has already mentioned to a couple of my friends that she liked my personality and was interested in me, but they both mentioned a few reservations she might've had regarding hooking up. And although she did go to a tavern with me a few months ago, she kept shining me on several times afterwards when I was asking her out. She did refer to me as a "friend" on many occasions though, but to me it all seemed vain and superficial and as if she was just playing mind games with me. Last week, however, Kim and I kept bumping into each other at a different bar almost every day, the last three of them were more by design than sheer coincidence; and on Thursday we headed to Bob's house.