Heather - Part 1
As I debated where to begin, the events from this weekend helped make a decision for me. I have decided to share the current situation and maybe jump back to previous events as this current one unfolds. So a little about me.
I go by Miche, a nickname my husband Norm gave me shortly after we were married almost 18 years ago. This month I turn 44, and I am the mother of two girls who are both adults now.
I’m 5’3, shoulder length brown hair that is graying, I am keeping the gray rather than dying it to help remind those younger than me that I manage and that are our customers that I am older and come with a bit of experience as well. Although I can fit into a size 8 dress or jeans, they would fit a bit tight so I keep with size 10 and depending on the day may wear something to show of my natural 36D’s.
Depending on our weekends Norm (my husband) and I may go out to our usually coffee stop for a quick mid-morning coffee date. Well, lately when we have gone we take a seat outside and enjoy our time together by people watching. A few weeks ago, we met this woman Heather who was sitting outside and we started up a casual conversation. We found that we both had a few things in common – same age, we were both the older sister of two other sisters, we both had children (me with two, here with three), same height, and roughly the same size. Of course, after we had met her and we left Norm immediately asked if I thought I could take her. You know what my answer was, of course I could didn’t you hear her say she wasn’t really a fan of working out. I knew he was sizing the two of us up in his mind, so by the time we made it home it was time to take him upstairs and provide him a little distraction from his thoughts.
The next weekend Heather was there again, but this time wearing yoga pants and a tank top with a bra on beneath it. Now we all know when a woman is after something sometimes she is so brazen that she doesn’t think of the consequences. Well, Heather was making it a point to keep bringing her fingers to the front of her tank top in front of her cleavage while talking and was doing it intentionally for Norm to notice. That day she could only stay for a few moments as she had errands to run but felt that we all became friendly enough to give a hug goodby to both of us. She leaned over and gave me a hug while sitting down and quickly turned to give one to him while giving him a good view of her breasts as she remained bent over. Her hug to him seemed to linger a bit and then she moved to leave turning again to wave a blow a kiss in our direction. I reached under the table and felt Norm, and as you can imagine he was hard. He shared that while she was hugging she said that she hoped he enjoyed the view.
This bring us to this past weekend and how we were both looking forward to going for coffee and seeing if Heather was around.
