“Want to help me take care of it?” I asked, a hopeful tone in my voice.
“Would love to but I’m meeting Emma for coffee in a bit. Tonight though, I promise.” She snaked her hand inside my waistband, reached down to give me a little squeeze and kissed me deeply. Damn, my wife is so sexy. I’m a lucky man.
“I’ll hold you to that.”
Breaking our embrace, Kristen said “OK. Time to hit the shower.”
“Alright. I’ve got a couple of errands to run anyhow. I’ll take care of them while you’re gone. Want to order in for dinner?”
“Works for me. Could do some pad thai. How about Thai Garden?”
“Sure. See ya in a bit. Say hi to Emma for me.”
“Will do.”
I gave her a slap on the ass as she walked off, which she returned with a faux dirty look. We’d always been pretty playful. No kids, dual incomes and good work-life balance keep things easy for us. We were madly in love and still learning new things about each other, even after almost six years together (three of them as husband and wife). It kept things lively. While Kristen showered, I quickly dressed and called out to her: “OK, going to do errands.”
“See ya babe,” she shouted back through the sound of running water. I jumped in the car and headed out. I won’t bore you with the details, but I got through my errands quickly enough. My last stop coincidentally had me driving on Capital Avenue. Stuck at a red light, I was gazing around absentmindedly when the sign for Bodyworks jumped out at me from the plaza on the other side of the intersection. Well, this was a sign (literally) – I’d book that appointment after all. I called the number and dealt with a friendly receptionist. She asked me who I wanted to have my “service” with and I cursed myself for only half paying attention when Kristen told me who she’d had her massage with. I referenced Kristen’s name to the receptionist and she got things sorted out for me: I’d be seeing Heidi on Tuesday at 5:30pm.
I finished up my errands and swung by Thai Garden for takeout. While I was waiting for my order to come up, I messaged Kristen just to check in.Me: Hey
Kristen: Hi sweetie. Still out with Emma. Home in an hour or so.
Me: Sounds good. Just picking up food now, I’ll keep it warm for later
Kristen: OK
Me: Say hi to Emma for me
Kristen: Will do. Talk later xo
Soon enough, food was in hand and I headed back home. I set a low temperature on the oven and threw the food in to keep it warm before sitting back down in front of the TV and picking up the docuseries where I’d left off earlier. I was nearing the end of the episode when Kristen returned.
“Good chat with Emma?”
“Oh yeah, as always. Her son just got into some fancy preschool, she’s pretty excited about that. I guess you need premium preschool now if you want to be part of the upper crust” she said with an eye-roll. We both laughed.
“Sounds like it’s more about the parents’ social status than the kid’s education if you ask me.”
“That’s the way I see it. Oh well, if you have the money to spend, who am I to judge?”
“Fair enough. Oh, hey – I passed by that massage place when I was out. Booked an appointment for Tuesday.”