It had been a rather tough day for her.
Deadlines to meet, meetings with clients. No time for a lunch. Stolen moments for a coffee.
She needed to unwind, slow down before she headed home.
She stopped in a quite bar she passed at least a hundred times before. It seemed nice enough, not sleaze or slimy.
She would never be caught dead in one of those places.
She sat at a table in the corner hoping that she wouldn't run into anyone she knew. She wanted to be alone, some down time. After the day she had, she earned it.
The waiter brought her a drink and she sipped it through the straw. She doesn't drink a lot, just every now and then only socially.
From where she was sitting she could see the whole room.
To her left was a guy you might describe as a " player ". He was making the " rounds ", checking out the " talent ". When he turned to look at her, she quickly looked away, hopping he would get the hint. He did.
To her right was a older lady trying hard to cozy up to a younger guy. She was guessing a age difference of at least 15-20 years. The younger guy seemed to be enjoying the older ladies attention.
The guy at the piano was playing mellow music and she was enjoying it.
Should she have another ? Oh what the hell, why not ?
She ordered another drink.
The guy who was the " player " seemed to be making some " head way " with the girl he was talking too. She guessed that at some point tonight, the girl would wind up in his bed.
As for the " cougar ", it would seem that her lonely life would at least for one night be suspended. Her and her younger guy sat there holding hands. Every now and then he would kiss her or touch her when he thought nobody was looking. She never did anything to stop him.
Chances are it might have been quite some time since a man had touched her that way.
The bar was starting to fill up now with the after dinner crowd, so she finished her drink and walked to her car.
As she walked through the door of her home, she was greeted by her two small sons, who hugged her. Out from the kitchen came her husband who had came home early and started to make some dinner for her. They kissed warmly and he suggested that she have a quick shower and getting into some comfortable clothes ,then eat.
As she sat there eating her supper, he sat with her talking about her day. In the other room she could hear the boys laugh at some T.V. program.
She husband assured her that her day was over, she could now relax.
As her husband removed the dishes, she reflected back to her time in that bar.
She would not have traded places with either of those ladies. All she needed or ever wanted was there right now.
There is no place like home with people who love and care about you.
till I blog at you again,
take care of yourselves,
and each other.......templar