The Man in the Hat

He came when all was but lost, I was at my lowest ebb. He smiled and offered me a drink. For my sins I feared the cost. Still I felt myself being drawn into his web.

He was tall and gaunt but he had a light about him. I could not see the colour of his eyes, he was different and sallow of skin.His hair was black yet streaked with blonde. He made me feel that I and he belonged.

The way his fingers touched his hat spoke volumes, he was the boss and that was that. They say a cat may look at a king but God help the cat that looked sideways at him!

He turned and looked me in the eye I felt my  stomach lurch and my common sense began to fly. My knees were weak and I was trembling, he lent towards me and began to speak, I felt my juices flow. I was already under his spell inside I felt his powers grow.

We had another drink and then another as he sat there unaware I longed to be his lover. He was so odd not at all my type, not that I even thought I had one. He strolled over to the jukebox and put on a song. As I drank my drink I tried not to think what had brought me to this bar what had pushed me to the brink. Why was I here in the middle of the day with this stranger having a drink. He took my hand and asked if I would like to dance , OH!yes I would. I would given just a chance.

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I was tired and bored of my humdrum life, a life bereft of spark.  The days all melding into one  with emotions running in between boredom and strife. I was so bloody sick of of being a mother and a wife. Oh! and middle aged running to seed rolling downhill towards the end of my life.So no wonder I was being swept off of my feet by this strange younger man who for these few moments has made me feel whole and sexy again younger than I am.

We moved around the tiny space, I felt his arms around my waist his lips upon my neck he said lets get a room I slumped a little in his embrace then whispered what the heck. Across the road was an hotel where he quickly booked a room and then behind closed doors he taught me all I had forgot. He took me to heaven that afternoon.

He talked and showed interest in me, he let me talk and set all my demons free. I felt at peace as we left the little hotel, from somewhere on this winter’s afternoon came a ray of sun. He bowed his head and touched his hat and then gently kissed my hand  then he walked off and I was blinded by a flash off my wedding band.

I knew I’d never see him again but that did not seem to matter, I look around and saw the sun set and heard the town return to life and chatter. Then what was there for me to do? I straightened my shoulders and headed home ready for the struggles the smiles and the moans. Back to real life, for no arguing the point I am a mother and a wife.

 

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