Today's post is an excerpt from one originally posted on July 10, 2013. You can read the full story here.
There's a story I haven't told about something that happened on a business retreat I attended (as her partner). Cocktails were served before dinner and the guys all laid into them with a gusto. My wife did her best to keep up, because that's how she rolls (a woman in business is always trying to prove herself in The Boys Club) despite her petite frame.
Before dinner was even served everyone was in 'high spirits' and I saw some old letch with his arm around my wife, and her hand on his shoulder. They were clearly using eachother for support and I realised it was time to intervene. I had no fears that she could be interested in him sexually (and neither would you, if you saw him) but I felt it was inappropriate for him to be doing that in my presence.
So I very gently led my wife away from his clutches and suggested (politely!) that I didn't like her letting other men put their arms around her. She told me I was being silly, and later that weekend I explained myself fully (the broom closet reference, above) but she still insisted he was harmless.
So I was eventually introduced to one young man as her 'induction mentor'. He was younger than us, and his role was to assist her with her integration into this new organisation/network [BNG]. I gave him the quick once over and understood exactly what kind of integration he wanted to facilitate with my wife. And to prove it he leaned in as if to say something, put his arm around her, and kissed my wife on the side of her head! I immediately moved stage left, looked behind my wife... and observed him patting her butt!
Okay, now I get it!
It all happened very quickly (that's what guys do: they make a stealth attack to show interest, then back off and see where it goes) and my wife made no reaction. The event wrapped shortly thereafter and we were all invited to an after party at a local club, but I said "No thanks, I'd rather go home and bang my hot wife".
When we got home I...