Bonjour Mon Cherie`
Her name was Heather……I walked into the restaurant and there she was with a large martini in front of her. She was on her own or so it seemed so I asked her if she would like to join me. She suggested that I join her so I gladly excepted.
She did not wear a wedding ring. I liked her right from the get go not because she was beautiful but she was such a nice person and I could see it right from the start by looking in her eyes. She told me that she was married with a daughter and had been with her husband since she was twenty years old. She also told me that prior to meeting her husband she had had forty four lovers. Interesting. I asked her why she did not wear a wedding ring and she said here is my ring and with that she pulled her top down a fair bit and there was a ring in the design of a tattoo between her breasts.
She told me all about her life and what she did for a living. She got to travel a few days a month and that is why I met her. She was staying in the same hotel as me although she was one floor above me. I might have known. So what was going to be an early night for me with just one glass of wine turned into something a little….infact a lot longer but as I got to know more about her I could see she was special.
As we continued to talk and have dinner and I might add by this time we are into our third or fouth glass of in her case Vin Rouge and in my case Vin Blanc the barriers came down and I could see tears in her eyes and then they started to fall down her cheeks. I moved to her side of the table and we hugged. For some time she held me tight and then when I returned to my side of the table I asked her what that was all about and why she started crying. She told me how much she loved her husband but he could never talk to her like I was talking to her. Funny I hear that so often. Why can men not talk to women? Not all men of course but so many women tell me that of how many men do not know how to relate to them. Funny as you know I am nothing out of the ordinary but I must admit as you know I do like the company of the fairer sex.
Anyhow the time came when the place was empty and it was time for us to leave. We rode the elevator together and when we arrived at my floor I gave her a kiss good bye and that was it. It this not one of the joys of life that sometimes we crossed paths with someone and it just works and this was one such case.