I met my wife through her mother. I work with her mom. She's in finance, and I am in charge of the IT. I helped her out with computer problems, regularly, and we have a lot of time to chat about family.
I got regular updates on what was happening with her daughters, and when she mentioned that her younger daughter was having treadmill assembly issues, I wanted to help. We agreed that I would help her daughter assemble the treadmill, and lunch would be provided. I really just wanted to help out my co-worker. I had no intentions of falling for anyone, especially when they're so much younger than I am.
So, I head over to my co-worker's house. I, briefly, see her daughter, and start on the treadmill. She pops in a few times, asking if I want anything to drink, or just how things are going. I also notice she's wearing a different top than when I first walked in. It was a shirt that had a lower cut.
I finished my work on the treadmill, and then we had lunch. She sat next to me and we talked about school and work. I felt that she might be interested, but I play it cool. I work with her mom! After eating, I left.
Before I knew it, I was thinking about her, and trying to come up with a way to see her again. She was a makeup artist, and she needed to expand her portfolio. I let her mom know that I could help her with pictures, and arranged a weekend to do it. After the photo session, we went for a drive. We decided to go to Harrison, and there by the beach, we sat, and I put my arm around her. She didn't pull away in disgust, and I knew I had her.
