Hospital Visits.

Spending endless hours sat on my Jack Jones in the local hospital waiting while my wife acts as chaperone to her elderly mother in phisio, phlebotomy and x-ray after a fall, I found myself chatting to, befriending and now openly flirting with the patient in the next bed... 74, overweight and single, so far I have her number and a first date for when she's off the ward an home. We've been holding hands and had a bit of cuddle with the curtains round as well (don't dare take it further on a ward).

I feel guilty, but I love big girls and especially love GILF's (always have even as a young man) and my wife is a goddamn bore these days, so I figure, what the hell, two of us might as well be happy for a few hours here and there.

Judge me, I dont care.