On Gossamer Wings
by running light
Copyright© 2024 by running light
As you can guess from the title, this story is inspired by Cole Porter’s 1935 song, The lines at the end of the story are taken from the song. “Painting the town” does not seem to be the style of the story’s characters. Cole wasn’t thinking about Jo and Andy.
We looked at each other questioningly and then looked at our name tags.
“Jo!”
“Andy!”
And we hugged. Immediately I started to get an erection. I quickly tried to break the embrace, but Jo held on a few seconds.
We were buddies without any romantic connections in high school. We were studious outcasts from the popular group; neither of us were particularly attractive or had any of the other attributes that made a student popular. We were just brainy.
I stepped back an examined Jo. My middle-aged eyes saw a beautiful woman. She had put on some flesh and her hips were wider; she looked wonderful in her pants suit. Now, I’ve been teased by my kids for my “dad bod.” Jo had a great “mom bod.”
We haven’t seen each other since graduation when she left for Michigan and I went to M.I.T. We both studied electrical engineering.
I offered, “Let’s go and have a drink together and catch up.”
“Great, but I don’t like bars. How about a coffee shop?”
She lived near Houston and was working for NASA; I lived near Boston and was working for a startup. She’s married and has two teens; me, too.
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