Sighing in defeat, trying to let the hot water melt my frustration away, I stood in the shower and washed my body. Unfortunately, by the time I was feeling any better, the clock on the bathroom wall told me it was time to get out and get the kids up. Oh well, looks like there will be no fun today.
I got out of the shower and dried off. I knew it couldn’t be that I was unappealing. I may not be as petite and fresh as when I was just 18, but my 130 pound body had curves in all the right places. I quickly threw my hair up, stopping for just a second to wonder what it would be like to dye it blonde, and if that would make any difference. I hadn’t changed my hairstyle in a while, it’s strawberry blonde, curly, and comes to just below my shoulders. I grabbed a light pink terry cloth robe off of the back of the bathroom door and turned back to the mirror. After a second thought I took my hair down and tousled it around. He might be in a hurry, but maybe I can at least get a second look before he runs out the door. I went to my bedroom and managed to get some panties on when I heard him yelling up the stairs, “Are you going to make breakfast soon?” I decided to forget the rest of my clothes, I’ll get dressed later. I grabbed a silky light purple robe that my daughter gave me for Christmas last year.
I went down the hallway and roused the kids out of bed then went downstairs to make breakfast. Something simple, it was my day to relax, eggs, bacon, and toast was fine. I gave my best flirtatious smile when I met my husband in the kitchen, but he didn’t seem to notice. He was too busy reading the Business section of the paper. Oh well, I tried.
The kids came down and have their breakfast; everyone got ready and headed out the door. My husband left for work long before the kids were on the bus. I watched my kids get on the bus and closed the door with a sigh. Ok, time for some “me time” now. Eyeing the paper on the table I decided that getting dressed could wait, I was after all taking the day off. I sat down to peruse the paper, not finding much of interest except the crossword puzzle. I got quite caught up in the crossword, not realizing that almost an hour had passed when the doorbell rang. I wondered who it could be. No one is usually home at that time.
I got up to answer the door, not thinking twice about the fact that I had not bothered to put on any clothes. When I opened the door, I saw the sexiest man I had ever laid my eyes upon. He was fairly tall with rugged features and tousled dirty blonde hair. I could see the form of his muscular body under his white collared business shirt. He held a briefcase in his left hand. As I looked up at his face, I noticed his cool blue eyes searching my figure and I realized I was wearing only my robe. I cold feel myself blushing as the blood ran to my face. What was wrong with me? I’m a happily married woman?
“Hello,” he said with a seductive smile that made my knees weak. “My name is Adam and this is Veronica. We are with Michaels Financial Services and we were wondering if we could speak to you about your current financial situation and how we could help?”
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