This morning, right after I dropped Hummus off at school, I got a phone call from Röbert’s friend, Stefan. I didn’t even know he had my number! He said he was back in town for a meeting and wanted to take me out for lunch. I had told him about an idea I have for a business on Saturday night, and he wanted to help me with it.
He took me out to a lovely restaurant and ordered champagne, my favorite. I was flattered that he remembered how much I love expensive bubbly, since I so rarely have it. We had a very long lunch, and he listened carefully to my ideas and gave me some thoughtful advice. We could see the waiter kind of glaring at us (he needn’t have worried, he got a great tip) so Stefan suggested that we retire to the bar and have a little digestif. I scooted to the bathroom and then called Cari to ask her to pick up the kiddos for me. She is such a good friend.
When I got to the bar Stefan had found us a cozy booth and had ordered me a delicious snifter of cognac. Expensive brands truly are better, and I love being spoiled that way. I was already a little light headed from drinking most of the bottle of the champagne and not eating anything all day (I had just moved my lunch around the plate a bit). Stefan had put his briefcase on one side of the booth, so I just slid right in next to him.
The bar at the restaurant was extremely elegant, and so is Stefan.
Stefan started telling me a little bit about his marriage to Kathy, and all is not well in their extremely large and well appointed home, gorgeous lake cottage and charming pied a terre. I am a feminist and would never say anything against another woman, so I just listened. I am a very good listener. Poor Stefan. Kathy is just as awful and shrewish as I suspected. It seemed natural to hold his hand while he told me how unhappy his marriage is. I had another sip of cognac and then he ordered me some coffee with a naughty bit of Bailey’s in it to warm me up. By this point I had heard from Röbert, who said he would be late home from work, and Cari who was feeding the kids for me. Like I said, a fantastic friend.
It was dark by the time we left and I stumbled a bit on the steps so Stefan put his arm around me. He asked his driver to bring my car home and he said he would take me home in his car. He had somehow managed to drink a lot less than I did.
When we got back to the house I thanked him and leaned in to hug him goodbye and somehow we ended up kissing. It was a pretty serious kiss. I shocked myself because I haven’t kissed anyone except Röbert since we started dating. Except, of course, a few men at parties or sometimes someone I met on a girls’ night out. And of course my gal pals when we have a few drinks. I have certainly never kissed Röbert’s best friend before. I was surprised that I didn’t mind it very much. Stefan is very handsome and charming, with an accent I have always found very attractive. He smells amazing.
After a few minutes Stefan walked me to the door and told me he would call me soon. He likes my business ideas and thinks we should meet again to discuss them further. Cari dropped the kids off and I made sure I was in bed before Röb got home. I feel very confused. I have certainly had men interested in me before, but never anyone I find so interesting. It would kill Kathy if she ever found out that her husband kissed me. LOL.