Having been married for 15 years, it’s needless to say our sex life had died down tremendously. It isn’t that we don’t still love each other, but with the k**s in school and other activities we are all involved in, there just never seems to be enough time in the day for us.
My wife Karen, is heavily involved with her work, the c***dren’s school among her other projects. I work long hours in construction, trying to keep afloat with bills. Me being in construction made it a simple choice when it came to my sister in law asking for help with installing her new wood floor.
My sister in law has been divorced for more than 6 years, and doesn’t date much as far as I know. I can’t understand that, she is a lovely woman, extremely smart, she makes a good living, and isn’t hard to look at either. Joy, my sister in law had called us on Wednesday evening, to see if I would be willing to help her install her floor the up coming weekend. I wasn’t too interested in giving up my Saturday to work, but after my wife gave me “The Look” I knew I didn’t have much choice in the matter, so resolved myself to a weekend of work and a week of sore knees.
Saturday came quickly and I woke early since Joy lives a 45 minute drive from us, I had gathered the tools needed to get the job done and had them loaded in my truck already, so after a good breakfast I took off, happy it wasn’t a heavy traffic day.
I pulled up to Joy’s house, and got out, going to her door I rang the bell, Joy answered it, still in her robe, loosely tied with a cup of coffee in her hand and a smile on her face. She asked me in and showed me the coffee pot saying she would be right back after she dressed for the work we had coming. I poured a cup and looked at the floor area she wanted done, it was not going to be a one day deal I could tell.
I sat at her table and started trying to get a game plan going, Joy came in about 5 minutes later, dressed in shorts and a loose shirt, It would serve the purpose for what we had to do. I went down the list of things we had to do to prepare the floor for the wood flooring she had, and explained that it was not going to be as simple as the salesperson had told her it was, but that the job wasn’t anything we couldn’t handle if we took our time. Making an exact cut would be the hardest thing of the job, so after finishing our coffee I went to the truck and got the tools, Joy had most of the flooring taken up already, so it was a simple task to finish preparing it.