My Kaaren wasn’t quite that easy but he was close.
He could handle a few drinks and he preferred single malt scotch, the really expensive ones!
But if that was the price I had to pay to keep the best man I ever knew happy then it was more than worth it.
On my date last Saturday I ordered the drinks for us both, force of habit I guess. Whenever Kaaren and I went out I always ordered for him. After all I was in charge.
Going to a restaurant with my Sweetheart was always such fun. To anyone looking we were just a couple in love whispering to each other. They would have been shocked to hear the things I was telling Kaaren that I would have him do right there if he misbehaved!
He would be squirming in his chair after a while. And let’s not forget that he was always “plugged” too.
My date was very nice, respectful and polite. Nicely dressed and most importantly, had a good sense of humor.
When he drove me home he didn’t make any moves on me. I think he was a little nervous, maybe more than me.
He walked me to my door and asked if he could see me again, he was very cute about it.
I started to feel like he was afraid that my daddy would pull the door open and chase him away.
Then he gave me a good night kiss. On the cheek.
I felt like a teenager again!
Except when I was a teenager I didn’t have a drawer full of sex toys to finish the night with.
I’m going to see him again and we’ll see how it goes.
Mrs K