“Wow, that sounds so great. A long weekend with a sexy man with money,” I
encouraged her to talk more.
“Well, after we are done here, I am going to the salon to get my hair done. I
am so thankful Jeremy… oops… I mean, my boyfriend paid for laser hair removal. One less thing to get done.” Holding her hands out, she said, “I should
probably get my nails done. He loves for me to drag them down his back. Don’t
all men love that?” Ginger giggled at her comment, and I joined in.
“Well, Ging, I have an appointment with a client in an hour. I need to run home and shower.” I kissed her on the cheek. “You have a fun time, hun. You really deserve it.”
“Thanks, J. I’ll see you Monday. I might be tired from my sexy weekend, so
you will have to push me.” Ginger giggled again.
“Oh, I’ll push you hard.” I laughed and waved. If I could, it would be off the terrace of the nice little condo my husband is paying for.
There was no time to be angry or bitter. I needed to focus on how to destroy
his weekend, and I had the perfect plan.
Twenty-Two
Caitlyn: Up for Coffee?
Vicky: Always!!!! Usual place in 30?
Caitlyn: CAN’T WAIT! See you there.
After I ditched my costume, I prepared myself for a nice visit with
Victoria Carlson. Vicky, as she liked to be called, was the third wife
of Tad Carlson, who happened to be one of my husband’s best
clients. Today, Vicky would be the key to ruining Jeremy’s weekend.
“Caitlyn, you look fabulous. What have you been doing with yourself?
You’re glowing.” Vicky kissed me on both cheeks before sitting down.
A man carried over two steaming cups and set them on the table. “Hope you
enjoy, Vicky. If this isn’t what you gorgeous ladies want, holler. I aim to please.”
“I ordered for us. I hope you don’t mind.” Vicky smiled. “Phil always knows
just what I like.”
“Now, Vicky, if I didn’t know better,” I teased with a sly smile.
“Oh, no. Phil doesn’t bat for the same team as us. Pity, though. He would be
a nice distraction for those long work weeks.” Slapping herself on the hand, she
giggled. Unlike Ginger’s, her chuckle was not childish. Hers was a sexy, sophisticated one. “I’m so naughty.”
I returned the laugh, and then sipped the drink Phil made for us. “I understand. No matter how much we love them, sometimes, an adventure would
be exciting. Pity. If his drink choice indicates what he would be like as a
lover…”
“You’re bad, Caitlyn. You don’t need an adventure. Your Jeremy is a fine specimen. Tad has been eating his stress. I am going to send him on a spa weekend soon, if he doesn’t get rid of those love handles. You’re lucky to have a man that cares about his appearance.” Leaning forward, she whispered, “And from the bulge in his pants, I know you must be satisfied.”
“Yes, my Jeremy is endowed and knows it. He can be a bit vain. Sometimes,
there can be too much perfection for any one person. A change to someone like
your Tad would be exciting.” Vicky slapped my hand and giggled. Copying her
act of discretion, I leaned in. “Sometimes, it would be nice to have a smaller man to please, if you get my drift.”
Her cheeks blushed, and a dreamy smile crossed her face. “We really need to
get together soon. Maybe we can swap husbands,” Vicky suggested, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
