Be me, a few years ago working at service desk at walmart, I was 24 ish. I was a fairly naive, good looking guy who had been with a few girls already but still naive. I notice a slightly older than me woman new at the deli, she looks like she's been through shit, talks like she's halfway a ghost.
I see her in the smoke shack and start idle chit chat with her about nothing in particular. I learn about her family and how she has lost two children, one to a swimming accident and something else- both around 2 years old at time of occurrences.
We probably chatted two or three different times on our breaks in the smoke shack. She has black, short hair. Her eyes are kinda droopy, but she's hella smart. She clearly acts like she just copes and moves forward with life.
At one point she talks about her back is always hurting. I jokingly say I would rub it for her because I'm a professional massage-person. She doesn't look amused at all, but says "that would be nice." And proceeds to suggest we set up a date.
We have serious discussions whenever we talk and I'm completely "professional" minded with our conversations because she's just literally thoughtful and interesting. I thought nothing of the back massage thing, and assumed she literally just wants a back massage, although in the back of my mind I know I'd bone her.
She had explained she's married and has a few children (I'm 24 at the time, not a single kid) and her daughter also has a child.
"Holy shit, she's a GILF."
(She was 16 when she had her daughter then her daughter had a child when she was about 16. So, young grandma)
She tells me I should wash my sheets and get candles. I completely assume it's for a nice, soft massage environment. I do all the above. Tea lights all over the room.
I lived with my roommates who also worked at walmart at the time. I told her this and she wanted to keep the hangout on the down-low since she was married and had been talking and making friends with walmart associates.