Every morning I would kiss my husband goodbye as he heads off to work. I’d notice my next door neighbor, Kelley, staring at me through her bedroom window, so I’d wave at her and she’d wave back and gesture for me to come over, but I’d blow it off due to errands and other things I needed to get done for the day.
Kelley, like myself, is a stay at home mom. She’s been our neighbor for almost a year now . We’d have group lunches at different restaurants for the moms in our neighborhood and book clubs at each other’s homes, something we could all be a part of. Then Kelley started asking me personally to have lunch with her and have the kids come over while we had girl talk during the weekends. I agreed to the weekend invites because my kids love playing with her little girl and it would be nice to have some girl talk. During our chats, she would make light flirtatious comments about my breasts or my butt. She would often pat my hand or rub my shoulder, but I laughed and shrugged it off as being complimentary.