They don't call it "Ladies Night" for nothin'!

Wednesday night I wasn't sure if I was really going to go out. Fancy moved, so I don't have her to hang out with anymore, unless she comes for a visit. Lil' Pistol works as a black jack dealer most nights, and while she usually shows up on Wednesday nights, we won't generally see her until sometime between 11:30 & 12:00 a.m.. As for the guys we hang out with, as I said in a previous post, they work the swing shift, so unless they get cut back early, chances are they won't come out at all on Wednesday nights. It seems more and more lately that the ladies night crowd is dwindling down. This can actually be good thing for me, because I can freely mill about if I want to. The down side, however, is that I hate going into bars alone. It's much more fun if you have someone to party with, and I hate looking like the poor old lady who doesn't have any friends, LOL! It is also almost a guarantee that if I go to bar alone, I'm going to get hit on by every drunk, toothless wonder that walks in the bar. Either that, or it's the older gentlemen who hit on me. And when I say older, I'm talking the mid-60's+ group. It's kind of like my Dad hitting on me, if you know what I mean. *sighs*


I'm trying to figure out why it is that men my age don't hit on me. Seriously. I know there are plenty of single guys my age that come to the watering hole, but for some reason, they never approach me. The guys that hit on me are always substantially younger or older. And when I say "substantially", I mean they are at least 15 years older or younger. I just don't get it. As an example, this past Wednesday, I actually had not one, but TWO 22 year old's hit on me! I kid you not! And they were trying HARD! I can't help but look at these youngin's like they are my son, since my son is 21. It's messed up, lol

So, as you can tell, I did decide to go to Ladies Night this past week. I actually got a call from Cutie Pie wanting me to come out. I even hesitated when she called, because she's slower than molasses, and while she always says she'll be there early, she usually doesn't end up getting there until 10:30/11:00. That means I still have to sit there at least two hours by myself. I don't get this either. If I'm not out by 9:00 at the latest, then you can pretty much assume that I'm home, in my pj's, laying in bed watching TV. But for some reason, I'm the only one I know that seems to think going out means making the most of the night time-wise. Most of my party-buddies these days come out late. It actually bugs me, lol - Come on, People, lets get moving and go out and have some fun! :) I actually said this very thing to Cutie Pie when she called, and she promised me this time that she would be out by 9:00.

When I left the house, I knew Cutie Pie wasn't going to be on time, so as I'm driving down the road, I decide to make a pit-stop to see Lil' Pistol at work. Let me tell you, Lil' Pistol is a damn good Black Jack dealer. I watched her in wonder as she's slinging out the cards, calling out totals, and sweeping the losers paychecks away in the blink of an eye. I could never do that job. My brain doesn't work fast enough to calculate the card totals. I'd have to use a damn calculator! LOL I sat there watching for about 20 minutes, then Lil' Pistol got a break, and we went to smoke and chat for about 10 minutes. Afterwards, I said goodbye to Lil' Pistol and started heading towards the watering hole. By this time it's almost 9:30. I knew Cutie Pie would be running late...didn't I say that? Yeah, I did. As I'm on my way to the watering hole, I get a text message from her apologizing for how late she was, LoL. We actually managed to arrive at the bar about the same time. Damn, I'm good! ;)

For the most part, it was a mellow night. The band was good, but the drinks were going down pretty slow. Cutie Pie is having boyfriend issues, so I got the honors of sitting with her discussing those issues. The guy she is seeing also just happens to be one of my playmates, so this is a tough one for me. She knows about my history with her boyfriend, and I am good friends with him on top of it, so not only am I hearing her side of things, but he has also been discussing their problems with me too. I'm trying really hard not to get into the middle of it, but for some reason they both feel very comfortable confiding in me about what's going on. I love them both dearly, and they keep telling me they have the greatest respect for my opinions, which is why they feel comfortable knowing they are both talking to me about what's going on. The only problem I have is that I refuse to choose sides, which is not always easy to do. I will also call it like I see it, so I'm very upfront with the both of them about what I've said to either one of them, and if I see either one of them being butt-heads about something, I'll tell them straight up.

The tough part about the problems these two are having right now stems from the fact that he's military, and currently away for four months. Before he left, they had a discussion about seeing other people while they were apart, and it was agreed that they were going to cut each other loose when he left. Part of the reason for that decision was because she was supposed to moving to a different State before he returned, so they had no intentions of getting back together when he got back. Then he left, and all went as planned. Except they really didn't cut the ties when he left. He's been gone for a month, and they talk to each other every day... for hours at a time. I knew when he left they weren't going to be able to break it off that easy. I was right, of course. These two have a definite thing for each other, and now she's decided to stay here. But now this "open relationship" thing is causing some serious issues, which inevitably is going to tear them apart. I hate to see this happen, because when they were together, you could tell how happy they were. But since they have both started telling me what's going wrong, I've told them both that cutting ties now might actually be a good thing. They're driving each other nuts over it, and in the process, I'm going nuts having to hear it, lol I hope they work things out, one way or another.


Anyway, Cutie Pie and I talked for quite some time, and then the two of them started sending text messages to each other, which pretty much left me just sitting there with her, not talking, and enjoying the band. This is when the first 22 year old hit on me. He asked me to dance, and since I love to dance, I decided to tell him yes. We headed out to the dance floor, and his hands were all over me. When I'm in a situation like this, the best I can do is try to find the humor in it, so I pretty much laughed the entire time. He was pretty lit, and couldn't dance for shit, so he was more embarrassing himself than anything else. Then, you have to love this... One of his old teachers just happened to be there, and of course, she's giving me the evil eye, like 'what the hell are you doing dancing with a guy so young.' Hey! I wasn't robbing the cradle... I was just dancing for pete's sake. But when the dance was over, try as he may, I wouldn't dance with him again. Cute as he was, he was just too young for my taste, and the amount of alcohol he'd had wasn't making him any cuter, lol


I went back to the table to sit with Cutie Pie, and she's still text messaging with the "Dominator". I no sooner sit down and another 22 year old comes up to ask me to dance. What is it with these guys tonight? Is it "hit on the ol' lady night"??? I politely told him no thank you, but he was being persistent. Still, I wasn't going there, so I told him no again. About that time, one of the older gentlemen I know that frequents this bar also asked me to dance. To him I said, "Yes." I dance with this guy all the time. He actually has quite the crush on me, according to Fancy, who says he always talks about me when I'm not around. I already knew this, because he has made it quite clear that he thinks I'm the prettiest woman in the bar, haha, and he's so much as told me that he wants to take me home and treat me like a queen. If this guy wasn't 68 years old, I would actually consider it! LOL He is quite the gentleman! He took me out on the dance floor and held me really close. I had a little bit of a buzz going, so I let him. When we were done, he kisses me - on the mouth - and then he slipped me the tongue! OMG! He's never done that before! Totally took me by surprise, and he knew it, quickly apologized for it, and said he "couldn't help himself". HAHA! I'm going to have to watch myself with that one - I don't want to lead him into thinking I'll go there with him.

After my dance with the older gentleman, the two youngin's that had been trying so hard to hit on me returned. Now they're trying to sit with me and Cutie Pie. I told her she should go for it, because they were closer to her age, and she just looks at me like I'm nuts. Thanks a lot! What ever happened to helping a girlfriend out? lol The thing that kills me about these two guys is that they couldn't be more complete opposites - and they didnt' even know each other. That's when I got the bright idea to introduce them to each other, which didn't go over so well. One of them was all farm boy, while the other looked like he was from L.A. Central. Ironically enough, I found out later that he really was from Los Angeles, LOL So, upon introducing these two guys to each other, they both got up and walked away, LOL! I got a good laugh from that one.

Not long after they left, I was looking around the bar, and I spy this guy that I had spent some time with last year. ;) That was a pleasant surprise! I haven't seen him in months, and really didn't think I'd ever see him again. I can't remember if I ever got around to blogging about him, so a brief back story is that he and I hooked up one night at the bar. He actually works in town during the summer months, and then heads home in during the winter. We had hung out a few times together last fall, and one night he asked me to come back to his room with him. I did, and I have to tell you, he and I had some of the best sex I've ever had. We actually got together twice after that, and the only reason it ended was because it was time for him to head back home, which is about three hours from here. This man works a lot, actually working here in the summer, is a trucker during the winter months, and then has a big farm on top of it, which he works on in the fall and early spring. OH...and the good news... he's only two years older than me! YAY! LOL We're going to call this guy Farmer Joe, because I'm sure you'll be hearing more about him as time goes on. ;)

Anyway, when I spotted Farmer Joe, he spotted me about the same time, and we both got big ol' grins on our faces. I immediately went to him to say hello, and we shared a yummy hug! It was really good to see him! Especially with the younger/older action I seemed to be attracting that night, lol Then he tells me how good I look *grins*, and says he has thought about me over the last few months he's been gone. He then tells me that he came out that night hoping he'd see me, but figuring I probably didn't go there anymore. Surprise! lol He and I stood there talking for a few more minutes, then I see Cutie Pie looking for me, so I had to explain that I was with a girl friend, and excused myself , letting him know where I was sitting.


After that, I went back to the table to sit with Cutie Pie again. Yes, she was still text messaging with her boyfriend. *sighs* I was in a pretty good mood at this point, having run into Farmer Joe. Then who should walk into the bar? None other than Mr. Yummy! About ten minutes after that, Lil' Pistol walked in the door too. The night was definitely getting better as time went on! Both Mr. Yummy and Lil' Pistol sat with us on and off, as they kept trading time at the Black Jack tables. Eventually, somewhere along they the line, they were at the Black Jack tables at the same time, leaving me sitting there with Cutie Pie, whom I'd pretty much written off for the night, because she was still talking with her boyfriend. But I'm in a good mood now, sitting with a smile on my face, and dancing while sitting in my chair to the music. Then here comes Farmer Joe. :)

Joe sat down with us, with his chair facing me, and we start talking again. Now he's starting to flirt with me, making it pretty clear that he's hoping I'll accompany him back to the hotel he stays at while he's here. I would have been all for it, but then the bad news strikes. I had to excuse myself to go to the ladies room, only to discover that Mother Nature has just come for a visit. Shit! So much for that one! I went back to table, and about that time the band starts playing a slow song. I grabbed Farmer Joe's hand and we headed to the dance floor, where he proceeded to hold me very close to him, while his hand gently moved up and down my back. I have to tell you, there's nothing worse than being horny and having your period at the same time. While having sex during that time of month doesn't bother me, I know it does bother some guys. Knowing this, I had to let Joe know that I wasn't going to be able to join him that night. But he assures me that we'll have to get together soon. :) We finished our dance, then went back to our table where we finished our drinks. Soon after, Joe says he's going to head out, giving me his phone number again (which I had lost when my cell phone got run over by a car, lol), and then tells me I can call him any time. And believe me... I will be calling him! ;)

After Joe left, Mr. Yummy returns. I was starting to get a really good buzz going now, and I asked Mr. Yummy if he'd mind if stayed at his house that night. As always, he says, "No problem." It was coming up time for the bar lights to come on, so we all started arranging rides and what not. Then Lil' Pistol returns, and suggests that I go to breakfast with her. I agreed. Mr. Yummy wasn't interested in joining us for breakfast, so he worked it out to get my car to his house, and told me he'd leave the front door unlocked for me. What a nice guy! lol

Lil' Pistol and I gave Cutie Pie a ride home, because she had also had too much to drink. Then we get to breakfast...

While we're sitting there eating, I got a text message from Mr. Yummy that says, "Front door is unlocked - just come into bed whenever you get done." I actually had to read that message twice. From where I stood, it actually sounded like he was inviting me into HIS bed. I read the message again, and then I showed it to Lil' Pistol, asking her what she thought it meant. She says to me, "It says exactly what you think it says." Wow! I was not expecting that - at all! So I sent Mr. Yummy a text back saying, "Thanks. Umm ... guestroom?" He sends me another one that says, "Whatever you want. You know where I'm at in the house." Holy Shit! And then, holy shit again! Because I started my damn period!

This thing between me and Mr. Yummy has been going on for so long now, that I had pretty much given up the thought of having sex with him one-on-one. After he pretty much pushed his way into our little "party" last week, I thought that would be the end of it - particularly because he was trying so hard to get Lil' Pistol into bed. Apparently not. Wow. lol

Lil' Pistol and I finished eating, and then she took me over to Mr. Yummy's house. I have to say, Lil' Pistol had an interesting look on her face when she dropped me off. It was the kind of look that said she wished it was her. I felt a little bad about it. But the fact was, she also knew it was that time of month, and I had told her I doubted anything was going to happen once he found out. That didn't seem to cheer her up much, but with that I said good night and I headed into the house.

When I got inside, initially I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. Because of my period, I thought maybe it would be better if I really did just go the guestroom and go to bed. But something pulled me towards Mr. Yummy's room, so I went with it. When I got in there, I walked over to the bed quietly, not knowing if he was asleep or not. I bent over the bed, and it sounded like he was sleeping, so I started to turn around and tip-toe out of the room. I didn't get very far, as his hand reached up and grabbed mine and pulled me to him. He immediately started kissing me. Ohhh God! I really like the way he kisses me. But the reality was staring at me, and in between kisses, I let him know that I had just started my period. He says, "What? No." I said, "Yes, unfortunately." Then I explained to him that I didn't have a problem with it, but it was up to him. Well, he didn't have a problem with it, at all. My clothes came off, the towel came out, lol - and after four months of waiting, Mr. Yummy and I finally had our time alone. Even though we were a bit restricted as to what we could do, I have to tell you, it was well worth the wait! It was very different than our previous encounter the week before. It was so much more personal, and the passion and desire after waiting all this time really was incredible.

And thus ended my ladies night. Mr. Yummy and I laid there talking for about half an hour after we were done, and then I decided, given Momma Nature's visit, that I should probably head home, because I really wasn't prepared for an overnighter in that circumstance. So we kissed goodnight, and then I headed home.

When I got home, I woke up Hubby and I shared with him what happened that night. This always makes him hard, lol, so he and I also had sex, and then I fell blissfully asleep, while he got ready and left for work - But not before telling me how much he loves his "Bad Girl" hehe

xoxo