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– so you walked into him? Smooth, Lyssa. Very smooth.”
“He said, ‘Don’t be long’ right in front of Robert? Ballsy. I like it.”
“He just… looked at you? That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Holy shit! How did you not go weak in the knees when he leaned into you like that?”
And finally, “Oh holy hell. He wants to email you? Please, I’m begging you – forward them on to me!”
“Molly! No! Of course I’m not showing them to you! What is this, high school?”
“Come on !” she pleaded, but I knew she was kidding. “Fine! So when does he start? June? That’s three months away! I need to buy you a case of batteries for Big Ed,” she leered at me.
“No kidding,” I sighed. “Oh my god, Molly. He is so beautiful! I don’t even think I’d know what to do with him.”
“Trust me,” Molly held up a hand, “you will figure it out. In fact, I’m fairly sure that boy will teach you a few things.”
“God, I hope so,” I murmured.
Molly and I had no secrets. She knew my sex life with Scott had gone from hum-drum to non-existent. She knew Big Ed got a regular workout. And she knew me well enough to know that I was truly nervous in these untested waters.
“Lyssa, look at me.” She commanded. I did. “You are an amazing woman. You are sexy and fun and smart. Sure, Aaron’s a player – but he’s a gorgeous player. And he’s interested in you. Hello! If you don’t believe me that you’re attractive, will you believe him? ”
I wrapped my arms around myself. “I know this sounds insanely insecure, Molly, but there’s a part of me that thinks he’s just playing me. I don’t know why.”
“Who cares!?” Molly bellowed. “He probably is! He probably just wants to use you for sex! How awesome is that?”
I felt my jaw drop open. Molly was right. He just wanted sex? Great! I could use some. God knows it had been too long – and god knows I wasn’t interested in anything else. But I was still anxious.
“I just don’t know the rules here, Molly,” I said uncertainly.
“The rules are, there are no rules. You make them up as you go along. You’ll figure it out. People do this all the time. No one will get hurt. You’re single. He’s single. He never needs to meet your kids or come to Thanksgiving – “
“Oh dear god – my kids! What will they think?”
“How will they even know?” Molly asked quietly.
“Because… they… I mean…” I stammered.
“Lyssa, before I started back to school, I had a bopping buddy, as I called him. He and I got together every Tuesday night for about an hour after my shift was done. He never met Jared. He never met Robert or Alan. He was a single dad who also couldn’t be bothered dealing with dating. I never met his kids, either. It was great sex, and we were friends. We really enjoyed each other’s company, and we made an agreement not to see other people. I mean, if he’d been dipping his wick all over town...” she shuddered, “Gross. But it was a fantastic arrangement. Scratched an itch for both of us without adding any drama or baggage to our lives.”
“What happened? And how come you never told me this before!” I wasn’t at all shocked that Molly had had a boyfriend like that, but I was surprised she’d kept it a secret.
She shrugged. “I didn’t deliberately keep it from you. It just wasn’t important. He moved away, and we ended it on good terms. We didn’t even keep in touch.”
“Was it… was it weird if you ran into him somewhere?”
“No. Not at all. Like I said, we were both single, so it wasn’t like we had something to hide. We weren’t doing anything wrong,” she shrugged. “It was… nice. No strings, no commitments, no obligations. I already had a family: Jared, Robert and Alan. I saw no reason to try to bring anyone else into the mix. And,” she looked at me pointedly, “the sex was fantastic! Jared’s sperm donor [we never referred to him as Jared’s father – he
“He said, ‘Don’t be long’ right in front of Robert? Ballsy. I like it.”
“He just… looked at you? That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Holy shit! How did you not go weak in the knees when he leaned into you like that?”
And finally, “Oh holy hell. He wants to email you? Please, I’m begging you – forward them on to me!”
“Molly! No! Of course I’m not showing them to you! What is this, high school?”
“Come on !” she pleaded, but I knew she was kidding. “Fine! So when does he start? June? That’s three months away! I need to buy you a case of batteries for Big Ed,” she leered at me.
“No kidding,” I sighed. “Oh my god, Molly. He is so beautiful! I don’t even think I’d know what to do with him.”
“Trust me,” Molly held up a hand, “you will figure it out. In fact, I’m fairly sure that boy will teach you a few things.”
“God, I hope so,” I murmured.
Molly and I had no secrets. She knew my sex life with Scott had gone from hum-drum to non-existent. She knew Big Ed got a regular workout. And she knew me well enough to know that I was truly nervous in these untested waters.
“Lyssa, look at me.” She commanded. I did. “You are an amazing woman. You are sexy and fun and smart. Sure, Aaron’s a player – but he’s a gorgeous player. And he’s interested in you. Hello! If you don’t believe me that you’re attractive, will you believe him? ”
I wrapped my arms around myself. “I know this sounds insanely insecure, Molly, but there’s a part of me that thinks he’s just playing me. I don’t know why.”
“Who cares!?” Molly bellowed. “He probably is! He probably just wants to use you for sex! How awesome is that?”
I felt my jaw drop open. Molly was right. He just wanted sex? Great! I could use some. God knows it had been too long – and god knows I wasn’t interested in anything else. But I was still anxious.
“I just don’t know the rules here, Molly,” I said uncertainly.
“The rules are, there are no rules. You make them up as you go along. You’ll figure it out. People do this all the time. No one will get hurt. You’re single. He’s single. He never needs to meet your kids or come to Thanksgiving – “
“Oh dear god – my kids! What will they think?”
“How will they even know?” Molly asked quietly.
“Because… they… I mean…” I stammered.
“Lyssa, before I started back to school, I had a bopping buddy, as I called him. He and I got together every Tuesday night for about an hour after my shift was done. He never met Jared. He never met Robert or Alan. He was a single dad who also couldn’t be bothered dealing with dating. I never met his kids, either. It was great sex, and we were friends. We really enjoyed each other’s company, and we made an agreement not to see other people. I mean, if he’d been dipping his wick all over town...” she shuddered, “Gross. But it was a fantastic arrangement. Scratched an itch for both of us without adding any drama or baggage to our lives.”
“What happened? And how come you never told me this before!” I wasn’t at all shocked that Molly had had a boyfriend like that, but I was surprised she’d kept it a secret.
She shrugged. “I didn’t deliberately keep it from you. It just wasn’t important. He moved away, and we ended it on good terms. We didn’t even keep in touch.”
“Was it… was it weird if you ran into him somewhere?”
“No. Not at all. Like I said, we were both single, so it wasn’t like we had something to hide. We weren’t doing anything wrong,” she shrugged. “It was… nice. No strings, no commitments, no obligations. I already had a family: Jared, Robert and Alan. I saw no reason to try to bring anyone else into the mix. And,” she looked at me pointedly, “the sex was fantastic! Jared’s sperm donor [we never referred to him as Jared’s father – he
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