It was a simple get together over some finger foods and a drink or two. It was also something that I was altogether unfamiliar with as people were not in the habit of inviting me to their little shindigs.
After arriving, I sat quiet on the small couch, firmly ignored, but listening intently and laughing at the various stories being told and other snippets of conversation I over heard. I nursed a beer and slowly fed my face with ‘Little Smokies’ drowning in a tangy barbecue sauce.
Suddenly a very adorable woman sat next to me. She introduced herself as Susie, telling me how she hadn’t planned to attend the latest party our host, Ken was throwing, that she was ‘a bit put-off by his attitude.’
Admittedly, I felt pleased as she scooched ever closer and closer to me, until we were practically one in what I would later learn passed for a love-seat. She seemed taken with me as she flirted endlessly, effortlessly through a series of casual touching; hair, shoulder, chest, thigh – her manicured nails tracing doodles idly across my body.
As the night drew to an end, I offered to walk her home as I did not have a vehicle. She politely said no thank you — then told me that she was already at home.
The look on my face must have said more than I’d meant for it too as she offered, “I’m married to Kenny.”
“Oh,” I responded, crest-fallen, “But I thought…”
“And you’ve been nothing but a total gentleman and he’s been nothing but a complete ass.”
“But…”
“You’ve made him jealous and that’s exactly what I wanted.”
“But…”
“Good night,” Susie smiled as she gently closed the front door to her home.
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