When my husband did get into the bar he had a serious attack of stomach problems and spent atleast 15 minutes in the toliet area so here I am fending off many men of all legal ages, sizes and types. At first I was not enjoying the attention but as I got angrier at my husband by the minute and a group of younger men who were on a bachelors night and was about to go to a near by strip club were funny. They weren't too crude but were very forward that they approved of me and what I had on. And they kept some of the other men who were not nice away while they were there. They asked me to come with them and that they'd already been downtown to a couple of clubs and saw nothing as sweet as me.

And wanted me to come with them to the near by club. I said I can't I'm waiting for someone. Who would leave you here this long? Well my husband.

They were horrified.

Being half my fault for yacking to my mom so long I made something up for him. Well they tried and than they left. After they left the young waiter came up and he was with me for awhile as my husband was in the mens room awhile. He saw me with the young waiter I had been flirting with at the resturant and did not come up nor get in eye sight of me. He sat at the bar and watched us talking and the waiter trying to make progress with me.

The waiter also was amazed my husband was no place to be seen. Last call was at 1:30 and finally at 1:15AM he came up and the handsome young waiter was still with me.

He didn't scram or anything when my husband came up. I causally said the town we lived and where I worked so he had that information atleast and was pleased. He could tell even though we tried to cover it up that we weren't exactly happy with one another. I thought for his age he was very confident and I really liked that alot. And he had put on such a nice buttoned white shirt on to come out last minute and had handed me the flowers in the vase at our table at the resturant. My husband was in a hurry at this point but I had had just the right amount of drinks and was ticked off myself and took my time finishing my drink my young friend Sean had bought me. I owe him a dance and left my husband there fuming as Sean and I had the last two dances together. One a fast rock and roll and the last a slow love song which my husband was ticked at me and no wonder. Sean followed us out to the parking lot and said how much fun I was and how lucky my husband was which he gave a half uninpressed smile.

And Sean asked us if we wanted to go to the Denny's and it's the closet I think I've ever seen my husband want to punch someone out. And at that point I didn't want to push my husband any more as it wasn't all his fault. Had it been my thinking would have maybe been different. Now Sean was wise enough not to mention our home town or where I worked and we parted him in our car. But out on the main road at a red light there was a limo and some men put their heads out and whistled and called to me and it was my buddies from earlier. My husband got even more mad. We talked all the way home and discussed the evening. I apologized and when he got a play job and a great play when we got home he was just fine. I felt a bit guilty as I imagined being in that limo with all those hunky nice young men and giving the waiter the playjob and incredible play. And for weeks, months and to this day I think about that night. Too be continued.