Season Opener
Hooray! Hockey season has begun and, in case you’ve not read my earlier journal entries, I do not like any sports. Couldn’t care less about them. I am, however, married to a man who loves the Boston Bruins and he goes to as many games as he can. Obviously, I knew in advance that he had tickets for the season’s opener and that allowed me time to prepare myself for it. Put it another way: I had time to plan the fun I’d have while he was at the game.I had so many online options. First question, though, what kind of night did I want? And then who should güvenilir bahis I pick to supply my fun? I weeded out the guys I didn’t want and that left a few repeat ‘offenders’ — or someone fresh. I decided on someone who had a better approach than most of the guys I see online. Robert, a vet known as Bob, is sixty-three, tall, grey, and portly. He’s also hung very nicely, thank you.Bob has an approach many could learn from. When he asks me out, he has the manners of a gentleman. Most guys just say they want to fuck me, or similar crass güvenilir bahis siteleri things, but Bob knows how to ask a woman out. I agreed to meet him at a very nice restaurant in Gloucester which isn’t far from me, allowing me ample time to get ready after work.I got home, saw the boys off to the game, and quickly got ready. I dressed all in black, a tad sexy I thought. When I arrived, Bob was waiting by his car like he’d promised. He kissed me in greeting and, as we walked into the restaurant, he was grinning ear-to-ear. He was iddaa siteleri quite the southern gentleman and we had a pleasant conversation over a romantic dinner with wine. We passed on dessert and I followed him to his house. The deck faced the ocean and the view was awesome, a full moon lighting up the sky. We talked for a bit, drank more wine, but, with time ticking by, I decided to speed things up. I asked if it was okay to take off my dress and, when he said “Of course,” I pulled it over my head and let it fall to the floor, revealing purchases I’d made at Victoria’s Secret a few years ago.His jaw dropped and his eyes bulged. He asked if it was okay if he took a viagra.“Of course,” I said, “anything you want.”“Anything?”“Yes, anything.” “I’m a kinda pervert,” he said, grabbing my hand.
