Part IV
I blushed at the thought, feeling a tingle inside. I envisioned a strong young guy, in tight jeans and a denim shirt, wearing a hard hat with a tool belt cinched about his waist. I squeezed my thighs together, and felt wetness between them, and realized that I was really turned on at the thought. I had actually made myself aroused over this fantasy working man. "I can have my fantasies if I want to. No one would ever know what I was thinking, and I'll be damned if I have to be a prim, proper executive woman all the time." I thought, angrily. "Woman," I said out loud. "That's what I am, by God, and how I'm going to act from now on. No more dry professional decorum. If I want to dress sexy, and act sexy, then I'll be damned if I'm going to do anything else just to please some corporate boardroom full of stodgy old men."
I drained my drink, and flushed with embarrassment. "This has got to be the liquor talking!" I thought. "I don't normally think things like this. What's wrong with me?" I wondered aloud. "Here I've sat through three strong drinks, and convinced myself that some fantasy-guy is out there, waiting for me to come along so he can sweep me off my feet, and into my bed." I got up, reached for my purse, and the cute black-haired waitress came out.
"Are you leaving?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm afraid so." I replied. "I've got some things to do tomorrow, and I want to get an early start on them, so I'm going home. To bed."
I hoped I hadn't placed too much emphasis on "bed" for I thought she was really cute, and I actually wondered for the briefest moment what it might be like, but she just shrugged, took my money, and left. I realized that I was still slightly aroused from my thoughts of a few minutes before, and went to the ladies room. As I lifted my skirt, I realized that my panties were soaked through! I couldn't walk back through the club like this, so I unclipped my stockings and removed them. The heady scent of my arousal wafted to my nostrils, and I thought, "Imagine the looks I'd get if I went through the crowd trailing this aroma. I bet I could get a man like this!" I giggled. I wrapped them in some tissue, and dropped them into my purse.
I cleaned myself up, straightened the seams on my stockings, and left the ladies room. I walked out to my car, and realized that it was still on the upside of 10:00. I hadn't been at the club for two hours yet, and while the cool night air helped to clear my head, I still felt frustrated at the thought of going home to an empty house, and empty bed. "Oh well," I said. "That's what you get for not letting all those sweaty construction workers have their way with you!" The dissonance of the humor did make me feel sheepish, and I was no longer angry at the world. I started my car, and realized that my cell phone was going off. I reached over in the other seat, and unclipped it from the top of my briefcase. I punched the button, and didn't recognize the number. I pulled the phone from its case, and dialed. It turned out to be my next-door neighbor!
"Hello," she said. "I'm sorry to bother you so late, but I wanted to let you know that I had to leave for a short trip."
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing really," came the reply, "I just have to drive up to my parents' house in the mountains for a week. They have company coming in from out-of-state, and wanted me to come up to help them get the house cleaned. I called you from the store parking lot on my cell phone. I went out to get some cleaning supplies to take up there, and didn't want to wait to get home to call."
"Oh, well. Do you want me to watch your house, and take care of your pets?" I asked. We had an arrangement to do that for each other.
"Could you? I hate to do this on such short notice, but I'm already on the road."
"No problem," I replied. "I'll be happy to."
To be continued...
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