My best friend’s first love affair
I knew it. Apples really don’t fall far from the forbidden tree. Last week all my friends were all uptight and against my extramarital adventures. Today—let’s just say one of them finally saw the light and joined my fun wagon. Her name is Vivian. She’s 31, and she’s one of my best friends.
Maybe I just got tired of their sermons and nagging for me to quit having affairs with other married men. So the other night, when I met with Stephen, my Wednesday triathlon guy from the Parent-Teacher Association in my daughter’s school, I asked him to bring one of his buddies too because I was bringing Vivian along. Among my girl friends she’s the one whom I feel needs a little more attention and I think she’s now ready for some extramarital fun, what with all his husband—the busiest man in the world—always going on multiple business trips every week. She deserves some loving, and afternoon coffees with the ladies won’t suffice much longer. She needs to spend some mature time with a man and she needs it now.
Hence, the secret blind date for her and Stephen’s friend, Carlos. And boy, I never thought a woman’s will can be so easily swayed with just a few shots of Martini. I wasn’t sure if it’s the oysters or Carlos’s charms or maybe Vivian had been indeed a closeted desperate wife, but in just an hour they both clicked and the next thing we knew she was accepting his invite for some “private champagne” back at his place. Naughty girl!
The following day Vivian confirmed my theories and told me everything: from Carlos’s driving style to his wine bottle collection to his kissing style and his favorite position in bed! This is great! You can’t imagine just how proud I am of my friend for finally realizing her needs as a woman and doing something to satisfy them.
Vivian, dear, can I just say: Told you so!
