Revenge can be sweet........

It happened last November but I must tell you what led up to this night of sweet revenge.

During the first few years in our home we had some neighbor problems. Long story but basically we had some issues. I watched the boy across the street grow to be a very handsome young man. (Hint his mom is the neighbor that had issues with me)

So after awhile the issues seem to go away and all was calm in suburbia. The family across the street eventually moved away last fall. The young man had left home after gradauting high school but visited his family every now and then. He went off to college did an intership and now was living in working in town.

My girlfriend and I had always talked about how nice looking of a young man he had become. On visits to his family he would be mowing or jogging often without a shirt on. On more than one occasion my girlfriend and I joked about if given the opportunity (meaning to get with him) we would have take it under serious consideration. At the very least kiss those lucious lips of his.

I had seen him other times in the bar but ususally I was with the father of my children. One particular time we were out with a girlfriend celebrating her birthday. The young man from across the street was there at the bar. He tried to engage in conversation with me but was brushed aside by previously mentioned father of my children.

Some time had gone by since that chance encounter. That Saturday in November started out uneventful enough. We were having a bridal shower for my girlfriend to be followed by a night out with the girls to celebrate her impending nuptials.

A bus had been rented and rides had been arranged for after the bar so no one had to worry about drinking and driving. We hit three bars that night and had plenty of spirits on the bus as well.

So you can imagine by the time we hit the third bar I was pretty toasted. What a pleasant surprise to walk in and see the young man from across street there. My girlfriend and I stopped and talked to him. When we went to walk away he grabbed my hand and asked me to stay and talk with him.

Knowing glances were exchanged between my girlfriend a I. I stayed and talked with him. He spoke about how someone had brushed him aside last time he tried to talk to me. That was not a worry on this night as I was out with the girls. We danced we drank and had a great time.

We all know boys will be boys and tell you what they think you want to hear. He proceeded to tell me how he had always been attracted to me. My head is going yeah yeah sure sure. So I respond telling him his mother and his grandmother both would kill me for having such a conversation with him. He said that he is a grown does not live at home and does what he wants.

Being under the influence of alchol made it all the easier when he asked me to step outside with him. Lets just say he did not get to home base. But instead, lets say it worth putting up with his mothers crap all those years.