Good night, and Good sex!

It helps to reflect on the good times once in a while.

After my second divorce, and before I started living with Melanie, I was living in a great place in Northwest Milwaukee called Northridge Lakes. It was a community designed around a golf course like setting without the golf course. It had apartment buildings, condos, and townhouses. And of course several acre sized lakes and a club house that had an exercise facility and a bar. It was in the bar that I met Jenny.

After I met Jenny, I had to give up working out at the exercise center. She used up all my time and energy.  She was an accountant by trade, and when we added our shared enthusiasm for sex together with the number of specific things we knew that the other person liked, well let’s say her spread-sheets were undeniably soaked with added receivables.

Nothing that wonderful could last forever. I occasionally saw her around the development as she would sometimes babysit for my current girlfriend Nancy, and the single dad that lived next door.

One night after an especially passionate lovemaking session between Nancy and I, we were laying in bed enjoying the afterglow. Nancy rented a townhouse which was like a reverse copy of the one rented by the single dad next door. That meant the master bedroom walls were back to back.

It wasn’t long before we started to hear two people beginning to have sex on the other side of the wall. Immediately realizing that they had probably been listening to us, we decided to just enjoy listening to them.

As the lovemaking got louder and the woman began climaxing I glanced over at Nancy and said, “I’m pretty sure that’s Jenny”. Soon after that the man did the same and Nancy said “Well that’s Hal (the single dad) alright”.

We did what any secure and self respecting couple would do under the circumstances. Kissed each other goodnight and cuddled until we fell asleep.