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Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Rory


When you find that despite your better judgment, your heart went to get itself all messed up and hung up on an impossible situation.

At 35 the last thing Rory expected to be was in love with a man 10 years her senior. It doesn’t sound so ridiculous when one says it. But one needs to bear in mind that Rory is actually married to a man one year her junior, with whom she has 2 beautiful children.

When Rory met her mysterious older man, the chemistry was instant and almost overwhelming. But for over a year she made sure that her contact with this colleague was minimal. At the time, oddly, Rory didn’t realize she was attracted to him. Only that she felt uneasy around him and surprised herself at the effort she put into avoiding him.

Over time however she did become aware of his confidence, maturity, wit and devastatingly sexy smile. She was secretly thrilled to be tossed into a situation that required regular interaction with him, giving her reason to email him. She however did not expect his speedy flirtatious response.

Rory stared at the company newsletter but couldn’t read a word of it. She couldn’t divert her eyes from the picture of the marketing MD. He really was fallopian-tube-fluttering-sexy. On impulse Rory started an email, typed his name, watched his address automatically populate the “to” field. She hastily typed the words “Nice pic” and quickly clicked send before she chickened out. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until seconds later the laptop pinged with a new email message.

“You checking me out …careful …”

What!?! Rory literally laughed out loud, shocked at the speed of the response and its arrogance. And at the same time thrilled and stupidly impressed by it.

She took a quick breath and replied: “LOL, why? Does Nicola know kung-fu?” Again she held her breath for the ping. And just before she passed out from lack of oxygen it pinged.

“Not about Nicola …don’t start what you can’t finish …………………….. :-)".

Again, WHAT??




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