Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Back to blogging

Life has returned to normal for Linda and me.. whatever ‘normal’ may be. Our Florida adventure is behind us, though certainly not forgotten by any means. We talk about it, but not too often, and reminders keep creeping up on us when we least expect it.

After returning home, we tried to let everything settle back into our old routines of me being the housewife and Linda going to work everyday. It felt good to have dinner prepared and on the table when she got home each evening. I even enjoyed getting back into doing laundry and cleaning the house in her absence.

Florida and the ‘guys’ started to slowing slip into the past, at least for a few days. Five days after leaving the warm weather behind, a reminder arrived. The box of clothing that we had worn on vacation had arrived back in Iowa… and with it all the memories of our days in Eden.

As luck would have it, that day I was dressed up in a simple skirt and blouse, and had even gone to the effort of putting on make-up and a wig, when I heard the doorbell ring. Usually our family members will call to say they are coming over, so I was pretty sure it wasn’t them. As I peeked out the window I saw the UPS truck in the street. So I bravely went to the door, hoping that the delivery person would have left the package and was on his way back to the truck. But no, there he stood when I opened the door.

“I have a package for Beverly. Could you sign for this?” he asked with a pleasant smile.

Smiling back, trying not to let my knees knock too loudly, I reached for the electronic tablet and signed my name. Have you ever had that feeling that you are being studied carefully by someone? That is what I felt as I signed and handed back the tablet. When I looked at him, he was still displaying that nice smile.

He surprised me with “Would you like me to carry this inside for you? It’s pretty heavy.” I have never known of a delivery driver offering to carry a package any further then they had to, so I was taken back by his offer, yet stepped back opening the door for him to bring it in.

I had him take it into the dining room and set it on the table, thanking him for being so kind. He smiled, seemed to linger just a second, then walked back to the door with me following. As he stepped out to the walkway, he looked back over his shoulder, gave me another warm smile and a wave, and headed back to the truck. For some reason I stood in the doorway and watched him go. He waved once more to me before driving away.

What was that all about? Was I flirting with him? Was he showing some interest or just being kind? Would I tell Linda about what had taken place? Hummmm.

Returning to the box, I opened it and swear that a burst of warm Florida air escaped from it. Each item I removed brought memories of our trip… my little black dress, Linda’s swimsuits, my French maid uniform, and two sets of bras and panties that I didn’t recognize. I was pretty sure that they must be Linda’s, but I had never seen them before. And considering that I did all of the laundry, that was mighty strange. I concluded that they must have been gifts from Darryl to Linda that she had worn for him. I had to admit that the guy had good taste as these were sexy and expensive little morsels.

Had she worn them on our nights out? Or had they been for some private ‘show and tell’ time. I had helped her dress on a couple of the nights, but not every night, so I was pretty sure that she had done some romantic modeling for her boyfriend.

I would have to ask her about that, but I wasn’t sure I really wanted to know the answer. All I knew for sure was that my laundry chore had just increased in size as I sorted out the box of its treasures.

So much more to tell. I hope you will enjoy it.

3 comments:

MaryMary said...

Dear Beverly,
It is so nice to see you posting. I check religiously everytime when I sign on and today you brought a smile to my face. I can honestly say that I was worried that something was amiss, either physically, socially or emotionally. I am thrilled you are fine and back to posting.
Enjoy yourself,
MaryMary

ritemate said...

Bev,
I agree very much with MaryMary, it’s so nice that you’re back to blogging and your routines as Linda’s housewife. As I’ve written before, your everyday life is quite interesting, but I sure hope you won’t spare us the juicy details about your post Florida love life. You seem to have become quite a man magnet, but what about your interaction with Linda? Does Darryl’s rule about her needing his permission before fucking apply to you as well?
ritemate

alan said...

So very happy to find words from you here again...I was beginning to worry, wondering whether you were frozen in, inundated by one of the overflowing rivers or worse! To the point of checking for an e-mail address on your profile...

(One of the few things I do well in this life is worry!)

I think the UPS guy was obviously interested, but perhaps that's my own mind at work! I don't think you have to flirt, Beverly, I think you only have to "be"...that smile, those eyes and those curves do the rest!

Looking forward to your next entry!

alan