Chapter 2 "Guess what hun?" I said excitedly, "I just got an email, I set up an interview for Monday." "For what kind of company?" "It's with the State Police, an administrative position." "Part time?" he asked. "No, it's full time. Can you imagine how much money I'd be bringing home?" I was excited at the thought. "You sure you want to take so much on? I don't understand it, you don't have to. Damn, if I'd want to work full time anymore," he grumbled as we watched TV that night.

"I'm a little nervous about doing so many hours, but I've been applying for full and part time, this one just happen to answer me. I'm looking forward to doing something now that the kids are out and busy. I need something for me to look forward to," I explained. "Up to you," he said. Pete was ten years older than me. I was too young to sit around and do nothing, I was gaining weight and bored with my life. We weren't travelers, nor had the extra money to do so. We were comfortable just maintaining the bills we had with his retirement.

I spent the weekend shopping for new clothes, my leggings and sandals would not do. Nothing else I had was dressy enough for an office atmosphere or it didn't fit me anymore! I bought several pairs of slacks, dress shirts, and blazers. I could not wait to start wearing nice clothes, jewelry, and starting a whole new chapter in my life. As I looked into the mirror of the dressing room, I was fairly happy with myself. I had put on a good fifty pounds the past few years. I was always curvy, but pretty. I'd hoped the extra weight would come off once I was active again.

I have been lazy the past several years. I dropped in the salon for a haircut, still keeping my dark brown hair layered and shoulder length. I was all set for tomorrow's interview and beginning to get a little nervous. I had to sell myself for sure, my resume was difficult to put into words. I was sure I'd do a great job, if I could just get hired. I barely slept all night, I was just too anxious about my interview. I headed down to the station, had to park a half a mile away and headed in. The lobby was filled with people waiting.

I watched as the officers came in and out, they were all so handsome in their uniforms. Maybe, I'd fix my younger daughter up with an officer! An officer opened the door and hollered, "Mrs. Gram?" "Yes, that's me," I stood up and followed. He brought me down a long hallway and into a small office, where he went and sat behind the desk. "Ok then, let's get started, I'm Major Lewis," he glanced at my resume and entered a few words into his laptop as he asked me basic employment questions. I explained all of my volunteer work over the years, and the few short paying jobs I have had as well.

Before I knew it he was thanking me for coming in. I left feeling disappointed. He was hard to read. I tried not to focus on it too much, time will tell and I was sure to get more interviews. I stopped for a quick bite and looked on Indeed for a few more positions. I decided to stop by a few offices to drop my resume off in person. After an endless day of job searching, I went home to collapse on the couch, Pete grilled chicken for us. I sat on the couch in my pajamas, as usual and searched through more job postings, filling out applications was a lengthy process.

"Please, come rub my feet!" I begged Pete. "Fine," he moaned and got up to come on the couch by me. I smiled, "Thanks honey, you're the best!" I teased, closed my eyes, and laid back to enjoy. After a few moments, I felt his hand go up my pant leg towards my underwear. I smiled, "Mmmm, what did I do to deserve so much attention?" I teased. "Nothing special," he said and came up to kiss me. I could smell alcohol on his breath, of course. He rubbed between my legs slowly as he took his other hand and pulled up my shirt. He put his mouth on my nipple and sucked very softly.

I welcomed his actions and pulled my pants down, when the dog came over wanting attention herself. We got up and walked to the bedroom. I laid flat on my back as he smiled and spread my legs apart. Pete was the only man who I ever shared an orgasm with. I was young when I met him, but not inexperienced. I gasped slightly with anticipation of what I knew would be coming. He took his time, I was almost close to climaxing when I felt him remove his fingers from inside me, and then felt something much larger entering me.

"Mmm," I said out loud and then breathed deeper and faster as he moved the toy in and out me. He kissed my inner thigh and then pulled it out, continuing to lick me until I could take no more and shook with pleasure. After, he knew he had satisfied me, he continued with our new toy in and out as I rocked with his motions. I finally pulled away and rolled over on top of him, kissing him and then sliding down his belly till I reached between his legs and put my mouth on him. He seemed as excited as I was with our new toy.

We laid in bed completely satisfied with each other, this is my husband I love, this is who I desire and long to be with. "I love you, Carla," he whispered in my ear. "T love you too, Pete." Five minutes later, I heard the faint snoring coming from him next to me. I rolled over content and happy for our up cycle to begin again. The following morning, I was awakened by my cell phone ringing. "Hello?" It was Major Lewis! "Yes, that would be great...OK, I can do Wednesday, yes at eleven. Thank you!" I said. "Who's that?" Pete said and rolled towards me.

"The State Police, they want me to have a second interview!" "Damn, could they have called any earlier?" he whined and then got up to pee. It was my turn next, and then the dogs, by this time there was no point in me going back to bed. I called my youngest daughter, Samantha, and asked her to meet me for lunch. She had a great job, marketing with the city. She was able to break away for a longer lunch to meet me every now and then. I was lucky that both my girls settled close to home. "How's Dad doing?" Samantha asked during lunch.

"He's good, he said he'd meet for lunch with us next time," I smiled so proud of the young woman my daughter was becoming. "I got a second interview with the State Police, if I get it, I'm sure I can fix you up with a handsome officer," I smiled. "Mom, I've told you, I don't want you to set me up with someone," she said aggravated. "But what if he is super cute and charming and...." "No! I can find my own dates, thank you," she said sternly. "Ok, fine, let's just see if I even get the job," I knew it annoyed her, but I wasn't giving up.

"What are you going to wear for the interview?" She asked, excited for me. "The blue pantsuit." "That one looks really good on you," she complimented. "Thanks Samantha," I smiled and before I knew it, our time was up and she had to head back to the office. "I will miss our lunches when you get a real job," she hugged me and we said our goodbyes. On the drive home I thought about what Samantha said, "when I get a real job." Like raising her and Natalie wasn't a job! I know she didn't mean anything negative by it, but still...being a stay at home mom was damn hard work!

Next, I'd have to convince the State Police of that fact. I'd need to prove to them that I am in fact capable of running an office, it's not brain surgery. I ran my whole household for years, paid bills, budgeted, organized activities, prepared schedules, made appointments, etc. Not to mention I was teacher, nurse, uber driver, mentor, referee, and much more, all bundled into one person, talk about multi tasking and being organized. My life skills far outweighed those of a college graduate, even if I do need help with that damn Excel program! That was it!

I thought to myself, that is exactly what I am going to say during my next interview. I tried to run my ideas past Pete that night, he was not much help, I mostly got a few, "yeah's" while I interrupted his important googling. I called Natalie for some last minute advice. Being a teacher, she had lot's of it to offer. I'm so proud of the woman she has become.