November 18, 2017 Saturday
from: WrySmile
to: Sassy
date: Sat, Nov 18, 2017 at 12:47 PM
subject: You asked me to write this, and I did…
Sassy,
It’s clear that you don’t want to keep in touch, and that’s OK. But a few weeks ago you asked me if I could write an erotic story from the woman’s point of view. I’ve been working on it ever since and wanted to share the results with you and get your comments. (And to thank you for giving me the challenge.)
It’s based on a real relationship from senior year in college. Of course the details of the scene are imagined except one that I’ll never forget: her saying “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!???” (She and I occasionally email each other 40 years later.)
Let me know what you think of the story and please suggest any changes.
I hope you’re doing very well and that Hubby is holding up OK. Let me know if you’d like to keep in touch. But either way, I wish you joy.
Darrin
Attachment: Erotic Story
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from: Sassy
to: WrySmile
date: Sat, Nov 18, 2017 at 1:44 PM
subject: Join me at an event?
Wanna see an event at 3 pm? I can get you in for free. Email back for details if you can dash out to join me. 🙂
Thank you for writing! Email and story. I promise to read it and comment soon.
Mwah!
-S
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from: WrySmile
to: Sassy
date: Sat, Nov 18, 2017 at 2:01 PM
subject: Re: Join me at an event?
what’s event? 3;00 might be tight
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from: Sassy
to: WrySmile
date: Sat, Nov 18, 2017 at 2:08 PM
subject: Re: Join me at an event?
Hop a Lyft?
[more on the event]
[address]
I will meet you at the entrance to get you in. And save you a seat.
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from: WrySmile
to: Sassy
date: Sat, Nov 18, 2017 at 2:11 PM
subject: Re: Join me at an event?
I’ll be late, but I’ll be there
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from: Sassy
to: WrySmile
date: Sat, Nov 18, 2017 at 2:23 PM
subject: Re: Join me at an event?
Ok, see you soon! Hooray!
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What is the matter with me?! I am such an idiot.
It wasn’t until he had confirmed and I replied that it occurred to me – what did I do? Why did I invite him to a public event with most of my community project people? Argh!
I have talked for years with various men about them attending these community events I work on, sitting with me in the dark, seeing the results of my efforts. I didn’t occur to me how risky that could be until after I did it. Duh.
He doesn’t know my real name or my role in these events. How am I going to stay anonymous in the midst of my friends? Is it still a priority? Am I going to introduce him to people? “This is Darrin.” What will they think?
Why am I continuing to communicate with someone who doesn’t want me as a lover? Who would be a high-maintenance friend. *sigh I suppose because I was so proud of this event and wanted to share it, wanted his feedback, wanted him to have a nice afternoon out.
I told Hubby that Darrin was going to appear. He raised his eyebrows but didn’t say anything. I went about my usual routine and waited, trying to put it out of my mind. The event started and I concentrated on it.
He showed up about half way through. I happened to look over at the entrance as he came wandering in. I dashed over to greet him, gave him a big hug and he hugged me back, holding on extra long. I had saved him a seat and pointed in that direction. He went along with me. I wondered if he could gather enough about what was happening to make sense of it, having missed the first part, but he quickly got engrossed in the goings-on. It was marvelous to see him paying attention, nodding, smiling over at me. I worried that he’d get overly familiar and people would notice, but he didn’t.
Then it was over. He leaned in close and told me how much he had enjoyed it and how impressed he was and that he was so glad he’d made the effort to get there. We stood up and I talked to several people as they departed, accepting their positive feedback. Several of my friends asked questions about cleaning up and he listened as I answered. I could feel him trying to figure out what my role was, but he couldn’t ask as people kept coming by.
Finally, the crowd thinned and I turned to him. He said more wonderful things, seemed astonished at the quality of the event and the comments from others, so happy to have seen it. I was very nervous as another friend stopped by to chat, and started chatting with him, but the conversation stayed on the topic of the event and then he said he really should be going, it was obvious I had things to do, that we’d talk more next week! He thanked me.
I walked him out to the curb and we chatted while he waited for a Lyft. When it pulled up, he hugged me, grinned, slid into the back seat and was gone.
Wow… I can’t believe I got away with that! I will think a lot more about it before I do it again, if I ever do!
