One of my new readers is going back and rereading my posts..which I think is terrific. I know a lot of you have read every fucking one of them too and I think your terrific also. So she would read one and then comment and then I'd have to go back and read the post to find out what she was talking about. In doing so ..I found this jewel..or at least I think it's a jewel..so am reposting it because it's one of my favorite memories..hope you like it too.
When I was 16 I married asshole number one...he was 19..We were married for almost 8 years. He was my first major boyfriend and only one I had sex with. So when we separated and I filed for divorce I was out in the single world at the ripe ole age of 23 and I still had sort of old fashioned ideas about sex.I would not have sex with anyone until I was legally divorced.About 6 months before my divorce became final, I met a really nice guy and we dated.We had dinners, dancing, and picnics with my 2 sons..It was really nice..But no sex...Poor guy was about to chew nails and I was ..well..pretty damn horny myself as I had not had sex in about 13 months or so...but no sex till I was divorced.....nononono...Finally the day came and I got my divorce... I was a free woman...I called Donald( I am calling him Donald, because for the life of me I can't remember his damn name) and he asked me out for dinner..I spent 2 hours getting ready..(normally I could get ready in about 20 minutes).He picked me up and took me to this very nice restaurant for a lovely dinner..We were gazing into each other's eyes, touching each other, grinning like fools and just lusting for each other..Finally after about 30 minutes the waiter cleared the table and asked if we would like to see the desert menu when I decided that I had waited long enough and said:"No, I think we'll skip desert and get right to the fucking." And ole what's his name is still trying to wipe the grin off his face.