I made sure I covered everything. I was not even thinking straight. I texted him back. 5:00pm. So he texted me back, I'm going to pick you up and take you home it read. I knew I had to pick my son up from football practice but I texted my next door neighbor and asked her if she could pick him up at the same time she picked up her son who also played on the same team. I was excited but I knew I had to cover everything before I had some fun. I had a mental checklist. The only problem was I could never take my ring off. I needed to figure out how I was going to explain that to him.
His name was KB and I knew that things would be awkward in the beginning.
I wanted to be cool and relaxed. So I went to the bathroom, threw some water on my face and got myself together. Was I really going to go out with another man? Yes. Yes. I responded to myself. It was almost 5pm so I went back to my office and packed my bag. Didnt want to leave anything behind. It was going to be a long weekend. KB was 5 years younger than me. I was only 33 but I had an old soul. I was so much more advanced than I was supposed to be. Had my own condo, owned a brownstone, a hair care line and was a well know realtor in the Downstown section of Brooklyn. I was also a mom, a wife and was clearly about to cheat on my husband.
Anyway, my phone rang while I was in the. Bathroom. It was a missed call from him. He was outside waiting on me according to his text message. So I grabbed my bag, closed the lights and headed out. I walked out side and saw him standing there just watching me walk towards him. He was standing in front of a shiny black car. Didn't know what it was I just knew that it was shiny and it looked brand new. He smiled and said, "You are beautiful" I responded "Thank you" he opened the car door for me to get in and I just sat there sitting in a rush puddle of every single emotion that you can possibly think of.
He sat in the driver's seat and looked at me. "I made reservations at this spot in Brooklyn. Let's go", he said. On our way there we had some really deep conversations and the moment I went in about me and where I wanted to be in my life. He got really quiet and did not want to miss anything so he lowered the music. I peeped that. When we arrived there we were seated and he was immediately fixated on me. This man was so handsome. I didn't know what was on or off limits. I didn't care. My phone rang twice. I didn't look to see who it was, I zoned out.
He reached over and looked at my ring on my finger. "So what's going on here?" He had strong hands and theres nothing more sexy than a man with strong hands. He was checking it out all night. So I answered him. "I'm separated" Shit where did that come from? Oh my God! I just lied to this man. I was not separated. My husband is still in the picture. I went with it. I didnt want to let it go. It felt too good. I loved how he made me feel. I'm in.