I met "CC" over 16 years ago, at a time coincidentally, when we were both going through a painful relationship break up.
I call her "CC" and she called me "Double D", which we still use when talking or referring to the other in conversation.
"CC" is her bra cup size and at the time mine was double D so thus the names.
Anyway, I was looking to make a drastic change in my appearance and decided to get my hair cut and streaked, and get my nails done in the most outrageous color I could think of!
At that time I was working in the coffee shop in a large central jersey mall and so was "CC" in the hair and nail salon at Sears. They used to have salons in the big anchor stores at the mall back then.
I didn't know anybody in the salon and didn't have an appointment so I took a seat and waited for the next free stylist, which just happened to be "CC" that day.
I sat down, picked up a magazine when I heard the word, "Next" and was guided to a chair and draped with the robe they used and was asked, "Well what is the plan for today?"
I looked up and saw "CC" for the first time and couldn't help but smile back at her wide eyed grin and cheery attitude.
"I need to make a change and I thought I would start with my hair and nails", I said.
"Okay, anything in particular?"
"Let's trim it, streak it, and do my nails today, I'm feeling like I need to stir things up," I replied.
So for the next three hours we talked while "CC" did my hair and nails and we found out our situations were similar and we had a lot in common.
When she got done, "CC" asked if I felt like getting a drink or just hanging out and talking over coffee.
"A coffee would be nice," I said and she got ready to clock out. I waited in the reception area until she came out and we left deciding not to stay at the mall.
We went for coffee and talked for hours about everything, from family to men to work to music.
We really did have a lot in common and it was nice to meet somebody who enjoyed the same things and really seemed genuine for a change.
We became really good friends and most of the time we would hang out at my apartment and just watch television or talk and just be goofy.
"CC" still lived with her parents at the time, she was 24 and I was 41 but we got along as if we had been friends forever.
One night, we were joking and "toking" and we just got really stupid dancing around until we collapsed on the bed laughing like idiots.
"CC" said to me, "Double, how would you feel, if neither of us is married or involved, we go to the top of the Empire State Building on New Year's Eve 1999 and get married?"
I thought about it for a minute and said, "Sure, it's a deal!" And we rolled around laughing like nuts at the thought!
"Let's seal it with a kiss," CC said and as we turned to face one another, we both got quiet and leaned in towards the other.
Her lips were so soft and before I could think about what was happening, the kiss became more passionate.
"CC" rolled closer and climbed on top of me and proceeded to kiss me harder.
I responded tongue and all because my body was reacting to her tongue's playing with my own.
It had been a while since either of us had been intimate with a man having been alone for at least the past 6 months and it just seemed natural to "go with the flow" of things and enjoy some harmless "making out."