Ann wakes up

“Ann!”

Ann blinked. She’d been day dreaming that badly.

Her mother was standing there.

“You want ribs or not?”

Ann looked over. Andrew and his father was still sitting there talking.

“Yeah, mom… sure”

The older woman handed her a plate and Ann ate up, still looking over at Andrew.

As the party went on, Ann could not help but look at the object of her wanton lust.

Eventually, after “Happy Birthday” had been sung and cake had been cut, Ann found herself next to Andrew.

“You know, you have not taken your eyes off me all day…” he said.

“You… you… you look very beautiful in that dress.” She admitted.

Her mind froze. What had she just said?

Andrew smiled “awe, thank you, you’re such a sweetheart.”

Ann breathed a sigh of relief, he’d seen it as a compliment, nothing more.

“When you get to be my age, people don’t look at you the same anymore.”

“Why not?”

“Ann, I’m 45. Look at what happened with your parents. Your dad got older a your mom’s eyes wondered for a newer model.”

“Don’t sell yourself short.”

“And I spent all this time pining for someone I could never have.”

Ann looked confused.

“Who?”

“Your dad.” Andrew admitted.

“Dad?”

“Yeah… I’m bisexual. And I’ve had a crush on your dad since I met him… but he’s as straight as they come.”

“Is that why you’ve been single this whole time?”

Andrew nodded.

“Please don’t tell anyone we had this conversation.” He said as he got up