1 week later
"Jack, I feel like a thirteen year old boy looking through my mother's lingerie catalogue," I shook my head as he turned yet another page.
He laughed, "Ah shut up, I bet you're enjoying it. You haven't got laid in months!"
"Kathy and I have only been divorced for a week!"
"I know," he said and turned back to the magazine with a smirk.
I sighed because he was right and I knew it. "Tell me again why are we doing this? I thought you said your new girlfriend didn't want you to get her anything for her birthday, or has she changed her mind?" I asked, challenging him.
"She doesn't, but what kind of man would I be if I didn't get her something?" he asked, then added, "plus this present is more for me then for her" he grinned and I couldn't help but snicker.
"She any good in bed?" I asked.
"In bed, on the floor, in the shower, against the door, in her car, in the restaurant bathroom- she's good everywhere my friend."
"She did you in a restaurant bathroom? Classy!" I stated as I bumped his shoulder with my own.
"That's the thing though, she's probably the classiest woman I have ever met and she's gorgeous." He got the twinkle in his eye again and I wondered (not for the first time) who this woman was.
"Better looking than Kathy?" I questioned.
"Definitely, and she's thin too, but with lots of curves." He said making an hourglass figure with his hands.
I yawned then look down. After a second I pointed to the open catalogue. "That one," I pointed to a see-through black lace negligee.
He looked down to the one I had pointed to and nodded, "I like that one to."