written by: kelly k (missing master)
edited by: teknight
chapter one: Meeting Kim
I was nervous, my palms sweating as I sat at a table in the middle of the bar waiting. After my divorce, my friends felt the need to set me up repeatedly, not that I was having trouble meeting men. I was having trouble meeting and keeping a man. I was sure this would be a disaster, how could anyone know what I wanted more than myself. I was no innocent but I had to admit, if only to myself: I was not doing well past the first date or two, maybe my need for sex was making me too easy of a conquest. I was just so horny and it must have shown on my face because I seemed to be falling into bed with almost everyone. I think my friends were beginning to worry that I might decide to start taking their men to bed so this was a preventative intervention. I looked down at my watch then glanced around the bar, I had shown up just a few minutes late, surely I hadn't missed him.
The waiter came by and put a drink in front of me, "I didn't order this,"I said.
"The man at the table over there ordered it," he said as I glanced over noticing an older man in a suit. "He said to give you this," as he handed me a napkin with an unfamiliar name and phone number.
Well no sense in wasting a drink even if it wasn't from the man I was supposed to meet. I
took a sip and placed the napkin in my skirt pocket smiling, sure that the man I was supposed to meet wouldn't make it past the first few dates either, I never knew when I might be desperate enough to use it.
"So , you just accept drinks from anybody, huh?" a deep voice breathed near my ear.
Startled, I spilled wine down my silk top, my shirt slightly sticking to the tops of my plentiful breasts. Who the hell did this man think he was. Had he been watching me long, I shivered , I guess my date wasn't coming. I started to stand as his hand pushed me back down firmly. Seriously, no man is worth this, I thought vowing never to let my friends set me up again no matter how great the man sounded.
"I guess I should have come over when you first came in , but seeing as you were late I figured that you wouldn't mind waiting for me either, " he said.
Blushing, I looked over my shoulder expecting to see at least a chest, I came face to waist with his muscular hips. I glanced up trying to take him all in, my friends said he was tall he towered over me, even with me in my seat. "Look, maybe this was a mistake, obviously I just need to go." They had not told me how attractive he was either. My top was still wet, I was uncomfortable, and my nipples were getting hard. I need to get out of here, I thought, before I embarrass myself even more (if that was
possible). I tried getting up again, but the firm hand was still on my shoulder, I tried to shrug it off, but it held me firmly.
"Why don't we start over? I'm Jake, just in case our friends didn't tell you, Kim. I was at Cory's house last year, but I guess you don't remember me from that party, we never actually got introduced. I believe you spent most of the night in the bathroom with your date. Who was he again?" Jake's deep voice vibrated through me as he asked that question.
This date just kept getting better and better, my face flaming now as I vaguely remembered
spending that night having loud sex in my best friend's bathroom. Thinking the music was loud enough no one would hear us had been a mistake. Thinking back I realized that was the first of my two date or less streak. "You know, Jake, it has been interesting meeting you but I should just go. I'm sticky and you obviously weren't sure enough about meeting me to bother coming over when I got here. Why did you even agree to this if you had seen me but weren't sure about going on a date with me?"
I felt him sit down next to me, his hand still in place on my shoulder. "Kim, I've wanted to meet
meet you for awhile now, especially after hearing you screaming out your pleasure in the bathroom, I just got back to the States. At the time of the party, I was on leave from Iraq. I just finished up my second tour and decided I didn't need to sign up for a third. I was rather surprised to find out you were still single. I was sure you would be off the market, so to speak," he stated, as I felt his large hand blotting my chest
with a napkin. "Sorry I startled you, I never meant to ruin your top, not that it makes it any less attractive clinging to your breasts that way. I guess I felt that if you couldn't be courteous enough to be on time and if you didn't see me standing by the door it wouldn't hurt you to wait. You could have called when you knew you were going to be late. Since you didn't feel the need, I ordered food to go while I watched
you collect numbers, I decided we might as well just go to my place: you obviously need a lesson in manners." His grip moved down my shoulder to my arm, tightening slightly , as he pulled me from the stool. He began guiding me out the back door, one hand on my shoulder, the other slipping lightly into the front pocket of my jean mini skirt, as he fished out the napkin and dropped it into the trash on the way out the door, grabbing a plastic bag with containers of food as we left.
