The date with Greg…

I’m sitting here with the shakes…

 

I don’t know if it’s from all the alcohol we consumed…

 

Or from all the sex we had.

 

Yep, Trixie got some loving!

 

So the night started out, me all dressed up to the nines in my new green flowing dress, sparkly jewellery and strappy sparkly shoes, hair nicely curled.

I went down to the pub, and knew I was looking good when one of the locals hugged me saying…. ‘I just had to do that… you look so GLAM!’

Unfortunately, Fed was not in the pub to see what he was missing out on.

DAMN!

Everybody thought I was going to the wedding that was on in town.  They were mighty impressed when I said no… I was going out on a date in nearby  city and Greg was picking me up with his driver.

They turned up just before 8pm, and we sped to the seafood restaurant I picked out. I had heard rave reviews of their seafood platter.

We started off with a drink at the bar first. Greg on a beer, me on a vodka.

We just chatted and chatted and chatted.

When it came to ordering the food, the waitress had to come back about 3 times because we were too busy chatting to look at the menu.

I convinced Greg to go for the lobster seafood platter, he picked out a nice bottle of Chardonnay.

Although Greg said he liked seafood, he actually never tried oysters before. But he was up for anything, and loved them.  The oysters, mussels and lobster were all divine, but the prawns tasted weird (smoked - yuk) the scallops, and little sort of liguines, I think they are called were gross (little mini lobsters, sort of).  You could taste they were thawed out, and no flavour. The dipping sauces they came with were also foul. Really not worth the £45 it cost (but hey, I wasn’t paying!)

We left there and went to a popular bar, and ended up drinking tequila and loads of vodka for me.. barcardi for him.

Greg then called his driver, and we ended up back at his house.

It wasn’t what either of us planned, but we just had such a great night together.

The sitter went home and then… well… you know what happens when the lights go out!

This morning, I felt really awkward, knowing his boys were in the house, and I’m this strange woman about to appear. They are a little older than mine, 11 and 12. Greg heard the boys up, and went to see them.  The youngest, Aiden, said to him ‘Who’s handbag and shoes are these?’

‘Oh their Trixie’s. She’s a friend of daddies. She got a bit drunk last night so she stayed over.’

‘Oh that’s nice.’ he replied.

Greg came back into the bed, and cuddled up making the statement ‘Oh you’re hot!’ (as in body heat)

‘Thank you’ I replied. That had us in fits of giggles.

So after another mid morning romp, I tried to make myself look decent, and went out to meet the boys.  They were busy on the playstation.  Lovely boys, reminded me of my own.

As I’m about to leave, Aiden says to me ‘Are you staying for dinner?’

‘No sweetie, I have to go to work.’

‘Are you coming back?

‘Maybe another time.’

Tags: Greg, The dates