The hours of the afternoon and the early evening seemed to fly by as Joyce showed Sharon the sights of midtown Manhattan. By the time they'd made it back to the hotel, it was as if they'd known each other for years instead of only a few days.
Walking through the lobby, they had the fortune, or perhaps the misfortune to spot Robert and Ginger checking out of the hotel. Totally into each other, they didn't notice the two women, but Joyce found herself staring at her replacement.
"It really bothers you doesn't it?" Sharon asked.
"I know it shouldn't," Joyce said, for all the reasons she realized in the elevator this morning and more, "but I wish I could make him feel what he made me feel when he cheated on me."
"Well if you like, I could always seduce her," Sharon offered, in a voice that was almost half-serious. "Airheads like her aren't that hard to talk into bed."
"You like girls like that?" Joyce asked, thinking back to the waitress at lunch and making reference to the older woman's sexuality for the first time since then.
"Well I wouldn't want a steady diet of them," Sharon smiled, "but they can make for a fun distraction now and then."
"Oh."
"Normally, I prefer a woman with more between her ears than her legs," Sharon quipped. "Age really doesn't enter into it, I've had lovers on both ends of the calendar."
"Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll say no," Joyce finally said as she watched the two of them exit the lobby. "It's one thing to wish he could feel the pain, it's another to be the one to cause it."
"Okay," Sharon said, "but if I'm any judge, I think the day will come when she might just beat him to the punch."
"Really?"
"I have to admit, I did spend some time watching her at the wedding last night," Sharon confessed, "and I saw the way she liked to party. He's never going to be able to keep up with her and eventually she's going to realize it."
That thought, Joyce realized, was more than enough to make her happy.
"What do you want to do about dinner?" Sharon said as she changed the subject. "Do you want to go out, eat in the restaurant here or settle for room service?"
"After all the walking around we did today, room service sounds fine," Joyce replied.
"Room service it is then," Sharon said, "so that only leaves the question of your room or mine?"
It turned out to be Sharon's if for no other reason than it was a bigger suite with a dining area. Joyce went first to her own room to freshen up. A quick shower and a change of outfit later, she was headed up to the older woman's room.
"Imagine," she thought to herself as she hit the button for the sixth floor, "I'm having dinner with a lesbian, what would the girls at the garden club think about that?"
The real question, Joyce had yet to discover, was what did she really think about it?
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