Day One of 30

     It was a long week at the office and he was glad the last patient left ten minutes ago.  This was only his third week as lead P.A. and it was going well.  Paul was so glad to get away from Omaha, home of his ex-girlfriend.  It was what any doctor would order.  The new office was full of vibrant medical assistants, nurses, front desk personnel and a few docs.  He almost did not respond to his initial application from  Ear, Nose and Throat Associates of South West Colorado.  Paul was not sure he would even like Durango, CO.  But, the small town of it all really impressed him.  The people here were so friendly.  Especially that super fine Peggy.  She had a body that did not quit.  He could even tell when she had on the loose fitting scrub top and pants.  What potential.  

     Paul was last to leave and lock up the office.  He was amazed how they trusted him so fast with security and even the key.  It was a cooling off summer day.  Durango was so small and quaint that he would walk to work.  

     Strolling through rustic downtown was something he looked forward to.  There were so many unique shops.  Often,  Paul would stop and check some of them out.  The Martini Bar was his favorite.  They had 230 different flavors of martinis.  Today was a great day to stop.  As he grabbed the handle of the door to go in, he heard a familiar laugh back in the corner of the bar.  Low and behold, it was Peggy.  

     Their eyes met and smiles followed.  As he headed to the bar, she motioned for him to come and sit with her and her girlfriend.  Upon arriving at their table he noticed the convention of legs and short shorts under the table.  'Sweet' he thought.  

     "Betty, this is one of my co-workers, Paul. Paul, this is my roommate Betty."

     "Nice to meet you Betty.  Well, I guess I'll let you girls continue your conversation and sit at the bar."

     "Nonsense."  Betty replied.  "Just sit right down next to me and keep us company and keep the weirdos away from us. Besides, Peggy you didn't tell me that the new guy was this good looking."

     Paul blushed through his olive skin.  He ordered a twinkie martini.  His favorite.  The real ones might be gone for now, but you can always make the ultimate fake one with alcohol. 

     Betty and Peggy continued their conversation and Paul didn't mind a bit.  He was just happy to be sitting with someone and not alone.  Plus, it gave him time to really check out both girls.  Betty, he surmised, was probably mid forties. She had slight cracks in smile line of her face.  A little too much sun.  That matched the sun bleached hair.  Peggy was much different.  Being either Indian or Spanish decent and also in her mid forties, her olive skin was almost flawless.  Having long jet black hair was a real turn on for him.  Maybe, one day in the near future, he could wrap her hair around his dick like a starting cord on a lawn mower.  That would be different.