Okay I can just hear everyone now..another one when is she going to update. As I explained before, I read to update and then I get an idea for another story. This is based on an episode of Yes Dear but it got me to thinking…plus I hope you will enjoy…Getting Older, but not Wiser…
These characters are not mine , they are the property of Bright Kaufmann Crane Productions…but I request two of them…Ross for me and for my sis ..the Chan Man…
Chapter One..Is it Just Me?
Chandler stepped in front of the large mirror in the bathroom.It was his usual morning ritual, shave and shower. He stared at the man who was looking back at him in the mirror. Like him, he had a face full of lather and a towel wrapped around his torso. Lifting the razor to his face, he saw it. The lights around the mirror had reflected it even more. He put down the razor and then examined it more closely. Right in the middle of his sandy brown hair it stood up and announced one thing. It was saying he was not the carefree twenty something anymore . Chandler Muriel Bing was getting old.
"I am going to shave too." Jack announced as he came running into the bathroom to see his Dad. He was wearing his pajamas that his father wasn't that crazy about. The flannel jammies were covered with all different species of dinosaurs. Chandler just shook his head and laughed at his son. "Okay, Jackie, here we go ." The blue eyes and blonde haired boy pretended with an old razor that his father had given him to stroke his chin as he shaved. A wide streak had been left on Chandler's face , indicating that he had been cut. Blood oozed from the nick.
"Damnit!" he cursed. Monica came running. "Hey watch the language!" she said as she ran into the bathroom. "Oh would you excuse me, I am sorry, am I bleeding to death too loud for you?" he yelled. Pulling the toilet paper from the roll, he tore a piece and placed it on his chin. He patted it to stick to the wet face. Monica could only stare in the mirror at the man in front of her. He was fine. The towel really didn't leave that much to the imagination. She secretly grinned. Chandler had started to work out again and she knew it. His arms were muscular and his stomach a little flatter. She entwined her tiny arms around his biceps and smiled. "I am sorry baby, my you look good today! You have been working out after work , haven't you?" She put her face next to his chest and hummed. Well, at least he still had the body, he thought. Jack just stared at his mom and dad and then ran out of the bathroom.
"I'm sorry hon," Ross apologized for the fourth time. Rachel just sighed and closed her robe up. Emma had been taken to school and the two of them had planned to have a day together. Rachel just couldn't understand it lately. When they first got married, sex was the only thing on Ross's mind. She couldn't take a shower or get undressed without him ready to pounce on her. Then she got pregnant with Ryan and her body changed again. Her breasts got larger and Ross got hornier. There was six weeks of no sex following his birth and then it was like the floodgates opened and the two couldn't get enough of each other. Now lately, Ross had no interest in her. She would dress up for him and read her Nora Bing books, but then he would just shrug his shoulders and just pick up one of his paleontology books.
"Am I losing it?" Rachel thought as she watched her husband walk away. "Or maybe it is another woman?" That thought stirred her to the bone. She wanted to think after the whole "We were on a break " issue that cheating was one word that she would never hear him say again. Both of them were very attractive, and yet she was in a business populated with gay men. On the other hand, as a college professor, he was surrounded by little sex starved nymphets who would love to have sex with their professor as some sort of a misplaced father figure fixation. And the worst part was that he had dated on of his students before. Rachel walked in front of the mirror and looked down at her tanned , naked body. Her breasts were a little bigger , her stomach was still flat and she ran her fingers down the smooth skin on her legs. She had also gotten her hair dyed a lighter brown, almost blonde. What she noticed the most were the lines under her eyes." Maybe that is why he doesn't want me anymore? I am just the old ball and chain now. The thrill is gone and the chase is over." She thought. She grabbed her robe and then slowly walked to the bedroom and closed the door.
"Joey Tribbiani.' The casting agent announced as Joey strode into the door. He had to get this role . It had been quite a while since he had gotten a real juicy part. For some odd reason, the parts for action heroes weren't there so much anymore. Alex had told him that he would be on top again and just as any good husband, he believed her. He went to audition after audition and nothing. His agent, Bobbie , just would scratch her dried out blonde hair and mumble something about his boy band connections. Oh how he missed Estelle, she was an agent and she would always be the one who was the one in the beginning. He looked over at the others in the casting office, obviously they were guys who looked like they were in their late twenties and early thirties. He looked down at his own clothes, and then looked over at the others. He didn't belong here obviously. Then he started to remember the reviews in People for the cable movie he did. They used the term that most actors don 't want to heat, character actor. In Hollywood that term was reserved for a more distinguished and versatile actor. To Joey, it meant over the hill. He was cast in Deep Powder as the father of a teenaged girl, albeit a sexy one that he dated and slept with. But that was pre- Alex too.
The one thing that all the men had in common was one simple fact of nature. They weren't twenty somethings anymore. They were men on the way to middle aged. All of them could remember when their own fathers had reached this point in time. Jack bought a Porsche, Joey Sr. found a mistress, and Charles became Helena. The very thought shook them to the core. They were almost forty.
Next Chapter Two…. Rachel Tries Again…..