My love Rene

My love Rene’

I was 32 years old when my wife left me, for another man. I hadn’t even known that she was unhappy. But one day when I arrived home, I found the moving van packing up and about to leave. My car packed with everything that couldn’t be packed in the moving van, my daughter in the front with my wife adjusting our son’s toddlers booster seat belt. I was astonished. I didn’t know what to say. I asked my wife what was happening and she just said, “I found someone better.” I was dumbfounded, not understanding why? I had been with my wife for 9 years. We had gone out together for 1 year before we were married. She was the only Girl that I ever slept with. There had never been anyone else for me.

It was after my wife, daughter, son and the moving van left that several friends arrived and helped me through that very difficult time. Work gave me leave, to help me through and which allowed me to buy some furniture, as I said she had taken everything. I was heart broken to say the least. But with good friends I was able to get myself together, though I was still alone. I had no parents or siblings to fall back on, and so through my friends, I started to habit the local watering hole.

At first I stayed outside in the beer garden, mainly because I was ashamed at what happened. But soon I became brave and went in and played pool, watched the football on Saturdays and start to make new friends.

The hotel also had a new barmaid who started there. Her name was Rene’. At 19 years old, she was a bit plump, but not fat. It gave her figure nice curves in the right places. She had large breast, and long dark hair. Her smile and eyes were one of the main reasons that I kept going back to that hotel. Anyway we became good friends. She would often ask how my day was and would I like her to cook me something in the hotel’s kitchen. At first I would say that I would cook at home. But, as the days turned into weeks I found that every so often I could buy a cooked meal. This was mainly because my wife went and took me to the cleaners.

So, I started buying a meal once a week, on a Tuesday night. It was the only night of the week that the hotel had only a few patrons, which meant that Rene’ and I could talk. After some time, she would have my dinner prepared, by the time I walked through the front door of the hotel. She would then serve me dinner, pour a beer and ask how my day was. It was nearly like having a wife again.

This went on for several months until I over heard Rene’ asking the publican if she could borrow his truck, so she could move. The house she lived in, with 2 other girls had been sold and she needed to find another place to live. The publican liked Rene’ a lot and loaned her the truck. He also stated that he’d get someone to help her. He looked around and saw me and asked if I could lend a hand to move some furniture. I told him I’d be willing. I looked at Rene’ and her eyes shone at me.

So on the next night, Tuesday, after eating my dinner, and drinking my schooner, we talked about where she was moving too. At that time she hadn’t found anywhere and was moving back to her mother’s place. So, I arranged to meet her that Saturday to help with the packing and moving.

On Saturday, I arrived early at her place and helped pack then load and drove the truck to her mother’s place. Once we had finished Rene’ offered me money for helping. But I refused stating we were friends and that’s what friendship was about. She then asked if I’d be willing to go to dinner with her, her treat. I couldn’t refuse so I asked her when and where. She told me of this little restaurant that she knew and that we’d go on the following night. I agreed and I told her I’d pick her up at 6pm.


So now all day Sunday, I was nervous as hell. I hadn’t been out with another woman for nearly 10 years. Especially someone who was 13 years my junior. I made sure I shaved extra close, used cologne and wore the only clothes that were decent.

By 6pm I arrived at Rene’s, then after meeting her mother, walked onto the restaurant. Our dinner went off without a hitch. We were laughing and talking up a storm. I felt that we were good mates, I never had any tickets on myself, especially thinking that Rene’ had any real interest in me at all. As the night wove on we ended up having a night cap at her hotel. I say hers mainly because she worked there. The publican closed up shop on our arrival and bade us a good night. We sat for an hour talking, when Rene’ suggest that we take a walk by the river. So leaving the hotel, we walked the 200 meters to the river and started our walk along the bank.

The moon was bright that night and the river was peaceful. I held Rene’s hand when she stopped and looked at me.