A Night Out

I went dancing recently with my husband and my girlfriend. The music was provided by my friend’s favorite local dance band who has a lead flamenco guitarist. My husband wanted to leave and asked my friend to bring me home. After he left a young guy with golden hair down to his shoulders came over to our table. He wanted to dance with “us”. My girlfriend and I were flattered by his proposal and agreed to dance sometime later in the evening.  After a while my friend and I got up to dance and guess who joined us? He raised his shirt and rubbed his belly – then he undulated – what do you think!!! Well, I asked him how old he was and he said 43. I told him my son is turning 41 this month. He said, “you’re f%#@ing kidding me!” Then he sort of freaked out and the music stopped. I decided it was time to go home and we left. Wow, the testosterone was so high at 9pm! Definitely a happening place for swingin’ singles, but not for the likes of me. When I got home I told my husband about my experience and asked him to please never leave me again in a place like that!