At My Age Getting A Date Requires Being Inventive And Observant

My job is quiet in the office, statistics work for an oil company. In the building next door I see a woman walk in, trailing a bag, in uniform. An airline hostess. Her schedule is erratic, but after a while it starts to make sense. She works her alloyed hours over two or three weeks, then she's off till the next month.

I parked close to her car, and went down to the car park to 'meet' up with her. Her name us Ingrid, she's been flying for a whole, she looks forty, no ring. Small talk, two minutes top. I wait my turn, follow her up, Shel's on the third floor, number 19. A smaller unit. No roommate.

Now that I have her schedule down, her apartment number, I happen to run into her at the market. Three minutes, exchange names. By happenstance I see her again in the car park. She's shy, but agrees to getting a coffee. A date night, a night in her bed. Lovers, waiting for her next flight to get home.

At my age I have to press my advantage. Ingrid, shy but likes her **** tickled.