Ah Yeah, one fond memory about that. When I was 25 I had a GF who was 7 years older than me. She was introduced to me by a couple of friends. At that age, 7 years age difference is a noticeable gap. Not insurmountable, but it's there. Anyway, she was in the process of splitting up with her long term living together in sin partner who I think was around 40-something. Together, they owned a house together and had been together for a long time. But it was done, don't remember why, or even if there was a why. But when you're 25 and youre naturally a horny fucker to start with, nothing really matters now does it. He wasn't my friend. Anyway, we had been seeing each other for a few months and I remember it was around Christmas she invites me over to her place (or more accurately their place). She tells me that the old man was at a staff Christmas party and wouldn't be home till much later. I go over, she makes me dinner and not long afterwards, we're going at it like animals. (She was one of THEE most sexual women I'd ever met.) I remember we were going at it on the family room floor and she had lit a fire and the room was so hot, it was fucking volcanic in there. And the phone rings. And she picks up.
I hear her talking for a minute, "yeah", "I'm ok", "just hanging out", "no thanks", "Yeah see you later"
My instincts told me, "peculiar conversation". So I say to her, "who was that?" And she replies, "oh it was "John", whom I knew was her BF. "What did he want?" She says, "I don't know, it was weird, he asked me if I wanted a coffee."
"Oh, fuck me, he's at Tim Hortons" I said to her and Tim Hortons was a 2 minute drive from where they lived. She says to me, "Do you think ?" "Yeah, I fucking think, in fact I know." MAD SCRAMBLE to get dressed. I literally just get my pants on and he's walking in the front door. I'm fucking soaked in sweat, heart is pounding, my shirt is sticking out of my pants, and I know I'm flushed, I'm sure that that room smelled like pussy. The only light on in the room was the fire place and the Christmas tree. So of course, she INTRODUCES ME TO HIM. And he's a fair sized guy and I'm fucking his old lady in his house. Now he's looking at me, I shake his hand (which is ironic given where it was 5 minutes prior). He just says to her, "what's going on?" Now previously she had told me that she had told him about me. So she says to him, "Oh, JTK here is just interested in buying a life insurance policy." I'm like, err, what? (Ok, so I'm 25, the dinner dishes are still on the table, I'm in the family room, Marvin Gaye is playing on the stereo. He's not stupid, so he says to me, "I think you need to leave before take your head right off" (No joke, this guy drove a Cadillac.) And I'm thinking to myself, "OK, no problem." And then, she starts yelling at him, and he's screaming at her. Hell, even the dog got in on the action barking up a storm at the two of them.
I ended up making a discrete but timely exit and got out of there with all my teeth, but I've never forgotten the look in his eyes and even though they were honestly splitsville, he did NOT appreciate another man banging his old lady. Funny that.
Good thing he called.
