I was a bit saddened that my surprise had no gone the way I wanted it to,but I figured why not make it a late night treat. I left the flowers at the office and I headed out to meet mark for lunch. I approached the stop light and looked across the street and there I saw this tall, slender, brunette that looked alot like my Rebecca standing arm in arm with some rather handsome young man waiting to be seated at the bistro nepal. I felt sick to my stomach,but I immediately walked over to investigate. I walked up to the table slowly and the gentlemen stood as if he were expecting me,” You’re Paul, this is Paul right?” Rebecca looked up smiling,” yes this is my husband Paul and what is Paul doing on this side of town?” I was a little shocked,” well I was just at your office,but what are you up to?” By this time a beautiful mocha skinned cutie walks over and kisses the young man greeting him as ,”hey baby!” I played it off feeling so stupid at this point, I kissed my
wife and directed my attention to catching a cab. I knew Rebecca wasn’t stupid and I had to definitely make up for my childish lunch crash. With the help of my best buddy I pulled out every stop to make sure I enjoyed a romantic night with becca. The hot bath was drawn, candles lit, strawberries and champagne, oils and Jill Scott…her favorite. I greeted her at the garage door and took her bags. She walked into her palace and guided my beauty through the house into our bedroom where she was instructed to undress and get into the tub. The look on her face was priceless and she with so much excitement did as I asked her to do. I gave her that moment alone and when she finished I dried her and proceeded to massage my wife from head to toe and before I knew it…she was asleep. I could do nothing but help her into her pj’s and tuck her into bed EXTREMELY DISAPPOINTED.
