“I have an envelope for Lulu Williams,” I said, handing the envelope over the counter.
“Please wait Sir, Mrs. Williams asked me to call her when you get here,” said the receptionist with a squint in his eyes.
“I don’t have time to talk to Lulu now,” I said as I searched for the car keys in my pocket.
“Just a moment please,” replied the receptionist holding the phone to his ear.
“Mrs. Williams, this is reception, your envelope has arrived, however the gentleman is in a hurry.” He handed me the phone.
I picked up the phone with a frown on my face.
“Lulu, how are you?”
“Hi Bruce, I want to see you, can we have a drink? I will come down in a minute.”
“I would love to see you but I have to run. Let me know next time you are in town.”
“Call me, I'm here until the weekend. I'm in a conference. I would love to have a drink with you and catch up. How long has it been?”
“Oh... I’ll call you.”
“Many thanks for bringing the envelope, I hope to see you soon.”
I know Lulu since I was little, we used to spend the summers together with a bunch of kids our age. She is single, extremely attractive and a successful business woman. Lulu was staying in the fanciest Hotel and Casino in town.
I had nothing to do that afternoon and I have this itch for gambling. I snuck into the slot machine section, first making sure there was nobody I knew. The noise of the bells, the smell of the new rugs, the machines, that particular scent of the gamble and the hum made me shiver. I checked in my pockets, my wallet was not there. “Damn it, I really wanted to play the slot machines!”
Later that day I had dinner with the kids and sat to watch TV. When Leslie is away I have trouble sleeping.
The phone rang.
“Hi Bruce, come, join me at the casino,” Lulu said.
“Now? It’s midnight.”
“Come on, don’t be a wuss! I want to see you. I’m all alone!” Lulu said with a bedroom voice.
I thought for a few seconds. “OK... I’ll see you in twenty!” I replied.
The kids were sleeping, Lulu was an old friend, and nobody would care.
As I walked in the Hotel lobby, I saw Lulu waiting for me. She looked like a model from a cover of a magazine.
“Hey Lulu!” I said giving her a tight hug.
“It’s so good to see you Bruce!” she said with a look in her eyes that seemed to scan her surroundings with purpose.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall directly to the bar.
I glanced around the room and I was amused to see how many eyes were fixed on her.
“Get us a bottle of Moet and Chandon Brut!” Lulu commanded the barman.
She didn’t wait for the barman to react and off she dragged me to the roulette.
Lulu was holding my hands like when we were kids. The dim lights, the high ceilings and the noise were like magic to me. We played a couple of round and she pull me back to the bar.
“What are we toasting Bruce?” she said lifting her eyebrow.
“How about the good old times and tonight!” I said puffing out my chest like if I have just won the lottery. I look around and realized that the place was full of people that most likely would know Leslie.
“Let’s go play Black Jack, I feel lucky tonight!” Lulu said grabbing my hand.
I let myself go, seduced by her nature.
“Give me $1,000 in chips!” Lulu said to the dealer handing the money between her extended fingers.
“Let’s make some money Bruce!” she said holding my hand under the table.
We played three rounds, Lulu played big, she didn’t stop looking at the dealer’s eyes and won every time.
“I’m thirsty Bruce, let’s go for a sip?” she said grabbing the chips.
She stood up holding my hand and looked straight into my eyes.
“I’m having so much fun,” she said with a glint in her eyes.
“Me too!” I said with a tremor in my chest.
We sat at the bar and had a glass of champagne as we talked about work, life and old times.
“Do you still smoke Bruce? Let’s go for a puff,” she said without waiting for my answer. She hugged me and we walked outside holding hands. I thought that she wanted to kiss me.
“Tell me more about your work,” I asked in an effort to cool things down.
“Oh... It’s just boring, I make money, that’s it.”
“And you, do you have something spicy to tell me?” she said nudging up close to me.
“Not much either, married life is boring too,” I said as I looked around.
We finished the smoke and went inside for a drink.
“Get us another bottle!” Lulu said to the barman.
“What do you want to play now Bruce?” she asked me rubbing her knees against my leg.
“Whatever you like.”
The champagne was getting me.
“Do you want to play doctor?” she said with a loud laugh.
“Let’s get another drink.” She nodded at the barman.
We had two more glasses of champagne and we went to play roulette again. She won every time. The chips didn't fit in her purse any more.
Her blue eyes remind me of a windy day on the ocean. She reached out for her drink, bringing her surprisingly generous breasts into sight.
We went to the cashier to exchange the chips.
“Put the money in my account,” she directed.
“Certainly Mrs. Williams,” said the cashier.
Lulu turned around and hugged me around my neck, looking into my eyes again.
“The kiss is coming!” I thought excitedly. I didn’t know what to do. The champagne rendered me helpless. “But Leslie?” I thought.
“Let’s go for more champagne,” she said with a smile grasping both my hands.
Nothing was missing. I had forgotten about time, wife, kids, work... all.
When we were on our third bottle, there were fewer people at the tables and the noise seemed to me father. I saw her yawning. I checked the time…5:30 am.
“Lulu, its 5:30, we should go!” I said with a shake.
“To bed?” she said wide eyed.
“Yea… I mean.”
“Don’t be silly, go home, you're a married man.”
“Yea...” I didn’t know what to say.
“Is it going to be OK if I give you just one good night kiss?” she said examining me.
She didn’t wait for the answer. Her sweet plump lips melted into mine.
“Good night Bruce, I had a wonderful time. We should do it more often.”
“Me too Lulu. Good night.”
I arrived at home at 6:00 am I expected a call from Leslie anytime.
“How long is it going to take the rats to tell Leslie that I was out last night?”
I jumped into bed and fell asleep right away still shaking from the excitement.
At 8:30 am the phone rang, it was Leslie.
“I heard you were out and about with a blonde last night!”
