"Monsieur I am ever so sorry for dropping your saucer how can I make it up to you?" I looked over Maddy's ass as she was bent over in front of me. She wiggled it in front of me as she stood there with a small sliver of a smile across her face. Was this all our relationship was? This would have been the perfect relationship if I was 15 or 16 ,but now it just seemed hollow. Over the past five months she would go to work either from my condo or her house. I would watch her leave. The first few months of our relationship had been filled with such happiness. What did I feel now? Is the same kind of love I felt for Mary or Denise? Or was it just me being grateful for not having to be alone? More questions than answers. Always there are more questions than answers. I took off my glasses and set them on the table beside me.
"Cheryl we need to talk." I looked at her smile turn into a frown as she plopped down on my couch. I rubbed her back and gave her a hug. Her mouth opened as she looked at me. I reached out for her hands.
I let out a large sigh as I walked in the door to my condo. I palmed my key ring in one hand. I knew it had to be lighter ,but one key didn't weigh all that much. I had met Tony her new boyfriend. Cheryl had managed to shift from girlfiriend to lover and finally to friend. We had been too different to be anything more than that. We hadn't even been close friends the last few months.
But what about now? I felt more empty now that she was gone and I knew she wasn't coming back. I had nowhere to run. There was no girl I could hide behind and pretend I wasn't alone. Me and Mary had never managed to have kids. There was nothing I could lean on... all I could do was try not to think about it. I kept ducking anything long term after I was divorced.
Maybe that is why Cheryl got a boyfriend finally. She wanted someone who was forever and what was I? She didn't want someone who would pretend like they had a girlfriend when it had suited them. She wanted more.
She had told me once and that she wasn't going to play that game anymore. I had ran away from her then and came back promising the world. She took me back and I ran again. The cycle would repeat over and over. I would leave and come back. Leave and come back. Now there was no more Cheryl. Just me... I sighed and looked out the window. Don't think..
I did pick up one thing from her as I reached for my golf bag. I grabbed my sport bag and walked back outside. The club was not all that full today. It was a Thursday afternoon and that did make it easier. I walked out and tossed my bag over my shoulder as I started to the first hole. My game was horrid that day. It got a little better as I was teeing off on the seventh hole.
"Hey do you want anything to drink handsome?" The girl with the beer cart had rolled up behind me. I was about to tell her to leave me alone then I eyed her from head to toe. I felt a pang of lust towards her. She was a petite little elfin girl.
The uniform she was wearing was obviously personally tailored. A few buttons on the white polo shirt were unbuttoned. The shirt was maybe a full two sizes too small. The skirt was a inch too high and I could see a belly ring on her exposed mid drift. With that uniform and with the horny old goats in the clubhouse she probally made more than my neurologist. I was still a little too pissed at meeting Tony to even care though.
"Handsome? Didn't they tell you to call your elders something a bit more professional like say Sir, Mister, or even buddy?" I stood there and pulled out a twenty. As soon as I pulled out my wallet I felt my keys jingle out and slap onto the ground. I hesitated a bit and watched her pick them up. She looked at my key chain and fingered it possessively before handing it back to me. I handed her a twenty and told her to give me a Dr. Pepper. Her hands trembled a bit as she handed it to me.
"Sir who gave you that key chain?" I palmed the key chain and then looked at her. Cheryl had given it to me after we had been dating for a few months. She had told me the meaning of it and I had forgot it. She seemed to let her hands linger too long on it.
"Why do you like it? My ex-girlfriend gave it to me." I watched her breath in and out a little bit. Damn you Maddy. What in the hell? I watched her smooth out the skirt she was wearing. ... damn I didn't think I was that attractive. Maybe spending a few hours on the golf course and in the gym was finally paying off. I eyed her hungrily. The pink sneakers and tassles on each lace and the pink socks.
"Yeah its pretty. Where did she get it at?" She was playing with her hair and was leaning closer to me. Where do these women come from and why do they pick the worst times? I felt that lump in my stomach that had been there since puberty growl at me.
"Listen I was only going to do nine holes today do you want to go get something to eat?" She twirled her hair again as she smiled at me. I continued to drink the Dr. Pepper as we made arrangements to meet up. She told me her name was Lisa and she was working on her MBA. I thought maybe for once I could get a decent date out of someone.
She was only going to work til five that day. I looked at my watch it was already a quarter til. I would have enough time to shower and shave in the clubhouse and pick her back up at the gate. I rushed around the clubhouse frantic as I grabbed my stuff from a locker and managed to get back to the parking lot.
She looked cute as I ushered her into the car. She smiled as we drove to the restaurant. Something was funny in the way she acted and the way she carried herself. When we arrived at the resturaunt she waited for me to open her door for her and ordered around the valet. This was looking to be a very long night.
I was confirmed in my suspicions as I watched her take pleasure in ordering the most expensive thing from the menu and generally pissing off the staff at the resturaunt. I looked at my watch. Come already let this night be over. Sometimes the nicely wrapped packages just have crap inside that no one wants.
I was waiting for the bill to arrive when she pushed her fork off the table and onto the floor. She quickly ducked under the table. I shook my head as her hands roamed up the inside of my thigh.
"Get out from under there now." I was geniunely pissed because she was obviously trying to piss me off the entire time. I watched her sit down with a smug smirk on her face.
"About fucking time." I was surprise by her outburst. What could I do though? I watched as she eyed the waitress and pushed the bill towards me. The waitress looked at me with a gleam of sympathy in her eyes. I just shook my head and slipped a fifty into the credit card holder and pushed it back to the edge of the table. I got up to go to the bathroom and came back to the table. She looked suspicious but I couldn't pin it down. I just wanted to go back home and forget that this freaking date ever happened. She was just using me for a free dinner.. and here I am Mr. Tool. I was starting to get more and more angry as I palmed my keys and began to walk to the car.
"Hey turn down here we can go there its something you would like." We came to a small hole in the wall bar.
"Look I would like to go in ,but I don't have any cash and my ATM card is back at my apartment. So do you mind if I just drop you off and we can maybe do something another time?" I watched a smile drift across her face.
"No we can go in and have a few drinks.. my treat." She waved a fifty dollar bill in front of me. It instantly crystallized in my mind. She took that waitress' tip I had left. Damn it .. now I would have to go back to the restaurant too after I dropped this lunatic off. Before I could say anything she bolted from the car and walked to the door of the bar. I made up my mind as soon as she went to the bathroom.. I was gonna leave her there. Screw it ... it would be worth it to know one of the tools she was using finally got her back. I managed to put a somewhat subdued face on as I approached the door. She was still waiting. I'm surprised she didn't go ahead and walk in without me and order a drink. I walked over to her as she flashed the fifty at a large brick wall of a man near the entrance.
"We have to pay cover? What do they have a band or something?" The bouncer handed me back a roll of ones after I handed him the fifty. Perfect. I could hear really bad music as I walked in. This was god's way of getting back at me for dating a girl who could be my daughter. As I walked in all I saw was mostly guys and then as I pivoted my head I saw her.
"What the hell?" A girl in a candy stripper outfit was yanking off her top on a stage.