What happens

My room -mate and I went out to the bar, as we always did on Friday evenings.

Elaine had just broken up with her lover and was quite upset. I was comforting her when she froze and blurted out there across the room was a guy she'd met earlier that day. She beckoned him over.

With him was a shyish guy, good-looking but hanging back. I kind of liked him at first sight. Gave me warm feelings between my thighs.

We all talked a while then suggested going back to our apartment for an evening drink. The boys bought wine and we wandered back.

At home Elaine and the lad became engrossed in conversation so Jack and I were left at loose ends.

I played the guitar and that seemed to catch him, so much that he blushed as his erection rose imperceptably, he thought.

But I noticed. And smiled. And felt good.

Three months later we were married.