Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Lonely Housewife Succumbs: 46

Scottie said, "No Uber needed. I'm parked over there." We walked together, silently and awkwardly, not having seen each other since that fateful lunch at La Tour. When we reached his car, as is Scottie, he opened the passenger door for me. This time however his eyes didn't linger on my legs.

As we drove I asked, "How is school going?" He replied, "School is school. I added some more courses so that I could graduate early. Didn't want to have any free time so I just led a vanilla life."

I said, "Oh wow Scottie congratulations. What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know Andrea. I have a job offer from the firm that I interviewed with last summer in NYC or I could go to work for dad. But enough about me Andrea. What have you been up to?"

I cringed. What do I say? Back to vanilla. I replied, "Well tonight was a good example of what I've been up to. I'm back to Vanilla and assholes like George but I'm okay as Ginny and I have mended fences and become closer." Scottie said, "I'm glad to hear about you and Ginny. That's what's most important. Sorry about the rest. Here you go Andrea. You are home."

I asked, "Would you like to come in and catch up some more?" Yikes Andrea! Seriously!

Scottie said, "I don't think that's a good idea Andrea. It was good to see you. Merry Christmas."

I opened my own door and walked into my house to continue my vanilla existence. Merry Fucking Christmas Andrea! I can't believe I had the nerve to ask him to come inside after the hurt I put him through! Oh well as the old saying goes, you made your bed and now you lie in it.

Christmas came and went without much fanfare. I can tell that Ginny is worried about my state of mind, as is of course my dear friend Emma. In the spirit of open and honest communication with my daughter, I did tell Ginny about the incident outside The Clubhouse restaurant. I also mentioned how Scottie by pure happenstance came to the rescue.

Prior to Christmas we had made reservations at the club for New Year's Eve. It was now December 30th and I was regretting making that commitment. Ginny made it sound like a fun evening but my mind was elsewhere. I was dreading tomorrow especially since I had been set up with another date.

a broken record, I know! Frank is a nice man. He is a little older than me, try 15 years older, and like me recently divorced. He is a

the sidewalk. I didn't stop and made no mention of it later that evening. New Years Eve came and I felt really sad.

I saw she was excited about getting dressed up and having fun at the club so I told myself to suck it up your daughter needs you. I admonished myself to make sure

said, "Oh honey tonight is going to be so much fun. I can't wait." Ginny looked at me with as the song says "Suspicious Eyes" and said, "Mom, you need to have some fun tonight. Let yourself go. Okay?

and said, "If you don't let me get ready we aren't going to have any fun. Go. I'll be down shortly and honey, I love you. Happy

me a hug and said, "Hurry up

my makeup and looked at myself in the mirror. Not bad I thought. I had on a nice little black dress. Conservative and classy. It showed some cleavage and stopped maybe 2 to 3 inches above my knees. I had let my hair grow out so that it was now shoulder length. After

had their choice of Filet Mignon, Rack of Lamb, or a Vegan Lasagna. The dinner was great and soon the band started to play. Frank of course was at the bar with his cronies so I danced a couple of songs with Becky

you sitting here by yourself? It's 11:30. You should be out on the dance floor. Come dance

I'm fine go have fun. Don't

mom but will you please be on the dance floor with us when the clock strikes

and she said,

on and enjoy yourself. I'll be

took a sip of my wine and looked back at this past year. I thought I could never have imagined how this year turned out. Such a wild roller coaster ride of emotions. Some good, some very bad. I took one

it

a deep breath and texted, "At the club

phone quickly pinged, "Hard to be celebrating anything when you

snapped around looking to see where he was at. Oh Andrea you can't do this I said to myself. But just then my phone pinged again, "You really are so vanilla!" I laughed and felt a warmth spread through me that had