There was something about the look in her eyes. Ken couldn’t be sure but he had the feeling his friends wife was flirting with him. She laughed at his jokes and listened intently to his stories. She held eye contact with him like she was talking without saying a word. She was constantly touching his hand or arm. But it was that look in her eyes that just drew him in wanting to know more about what thoughts were behind those eyes. He shook it off and took another drink of his beer.
Ken watched her with his friend, he could see the love in their eyes. He enjoyed the way they openly flirted with each other and clearly enjoyed the public displays of affection. Her hand seemed to always be on Mark even when her attention seemed to be on him…. It must be the traveling and being away from my wife. It must be the beers we’ve been having. It must be just my imagination. He was having a great time and he had no intention ruining the evening.
When she started to openly flirt not only with Mark but with HIM there was no mistaking it. She was indeed flirting. He glanced at his friend to be sure he wasn’t agitated with the shift in her attention. His friend was grinning from ear to ear. “Don’t mind Dani, she doesn’t get out much”
“Are you kidding? I haven’t had a beautiful girl flirt with me in years. I clearly don’t get out much either”
She smiled at the “beautiful girl” comment and reached for his hand. “I like him… can we take him home?”
The comment startled him a little, but stimulated his imagination just the same. They laughed and continued on with the banter. When she excused herself to use the restroom they both watched her walk away smiling to themselves. When she was out of earshot he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“Doesn’t that bother you?”
“What?Having a hot wife?”
“No, the hot wife openly flirting with other men”
“Let me ask you this. You like your job right?”
“I love my job but what does that have to do with it?”
“Just listen. So you are paid well for your job, and recognized for your contributions. Told you do a good job and feel rewarded and appreciated correct?”
“Well yeah, I wouldn’t be there if I didn’t”
“So if another company came up and told you the same things; that you were talented and sought after, that they wanted to hire you… would you leave?”
“It would have to be a serious increase in benefits for me to jump ship at this point in my life. My company keeps me pretty happy and I have really good benefits. I don’t want to risk making a change like that at my age. But it still feels good to know I’m marketable and wanted.”
“Exactly what? I still don’t understand what my job has to do with your wife”
“I can tell her she is beautiful and sexy and desirable all day long. But she thinks I’m biased. However someone else saying the same exact thing will make her happy and feel wanted. We all want to be wanted, it’s just human nature. It doesn’t matter if it’s in work or in play. We want to be the one everyone wants. The trick is to keep them, employees or wives, wanting YOU too.”
“I think I understand.”
“Ken, I love my wife and she loves me. Our marriage is good and we are more in love now than ever. There is just something about another man noticing her, thinking she’s all the things I KNOW she is, that makes her feel amazing. I want her to have that feeling always and forever. And trust me, when SHE feels good there are definite benefits for me”
“So… you are okay with this, with me flirting with her and all the banter?”
“Are you kidding? I welcome it!!!! I KNOW who she’s going home with and trust me, she will be so excited from the evening we may not even get out of the parking lot before she jumps me”
“Don’t I know it.”
With that Dani returned looking more beautiful than ever. Ken couldn’t help but look at her differently now. He watched her move back into her seat, noticing the grab she gave her husband as she slid past him and the smile Mark gave her as she did. This time there was no holding back. Game on.
~ (c) Dani’s Writings ~ 2013
On the darkest of nights…
During the terrible storms…
When all hope is lost…
No future in sight…
You are still there.
Shining through the darkness…
A glimmer of hope …
The dawn of a new day…
A gentle reminder…
This too will pass.
- (c) ~ Dani’s Writings (2013)
And when the flowers finally bloom
I will lie naked in the midst of them
For there I am one with the world
Their perfume fills the air
The wind whispers in my ears
“Dance for me”
The tiny dancers that surround me
with each bow and dip
Their petals caress my skin
Together we turn our faces to the sun
Giving thanks…. spring has finally come
- (c) ~ Dani’s Writings ~ 2013
my gift of silence by Jacques Vartabedian
Walking barefoot on the open ground
~ the cool earth kissing my feet with each step
Feeling the sun on my skin
~ caressing and warming my body
Hearing the wind whisper in my ear
~ telling me secrets never told before
I just have to close my eyes and remember
~ the summer sensations… they get me through my winter blues
- (c) ~ Dani’s Writings ~ 2013
Hold on…. to the love you see
~ in my tear filled eyes
Hold on…. to the memories
~ of all the good times we shared
Hold on… to the sound of our laughter
~ let it ring in your ears and fill your heart
Hold on, to us… hold on, to me… please don’t let go
- ~ (c) Dani’s Writings~ 2013
She was there again
A dark shadow in the mist
His beautiful ghost
A haunting image
Memories of the past
He couldn’t let go
He clung to those times
When she would come to him
Holding her close
Soaking her in
Until darkness would take her again
- (c) ~ Dani’s Writings ~ 2013
I can go for days and not think of you.
I almost forget the sound of your voice, the feeling of your hand in mine.
I stop playing all the scenes in my head.
I simply go about my day, as if nothing happened.
But then something hits me…. and just like that… I miss you.
And I have to start all over again.
- (c)~ Dani’s Writings ~ 2013
The muse …
~ the words don’t come
~ my writings have no meaning
~ it’s a jumbled mix of letters
~ the page may as well be blank
Without you …
~ my mind is filled with chaos.
It’s just not the same…. without you.
- © ~ Dani’s Writings~2013
Tug of War
Of playing this game…
This battle for control…
The give and take…
The push and pull…
I draw my line…
Determined not to budge…
You just pull harder…
Until a new line is drawn….
I’m just so tired….
It’s time to let go…game over.
- (c) ~ Dani’s Writings~ 2012
~ trying to be who other people think you should be.
~ just accepting who you really are and not caring what people think
- ~ Dani Wisdom~
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