For as long as I can remember being interested in girls, I was interested in glasses. For whatever reason, I found a girl in glasses to be the absolute sexiest thing ever. When all my buddies in high school where ogling cheerleaders, I was flirting with the quiet girls who spent their free time in the library. That's how I met Taryn.
Taryn was a gorgeous blonde. She had nice thick hips, a round ass, and perky little tits. No one ever seemed to notice just how gorgeous she was under those big round glasses though. We ended up dating from my senior year of high school, until two months ago. I was in the recording studio doing some editing work pro bono for my friend's band, when she called me out of the blue and told me that she couldn't do this anymore. Said she just didn't feel the same anymore, she didn't love me like she used to before.
I couldn't believe it, and I spiraled into a depression. For a while, my best friend was a wise old man named Jack Daniels, with some extra company from my old friend Jim Bean. My buddies had tried to help set me up with some rebound hookups, but I didn't even try with those other girls. I thought there was no way I could ever feel happy again without her around.
I heard a knock on the door as I was just starting to drink in my apartment. I opened the door to see my buddy Jasper standing there with his guitar in hand. I sighed a bit, hoping Taryn had come back. Jasper and I used to play in a fairly popular folky rock band when we were still in college, but we split up after every one graduated. Only Jasper and I stayed in town, everyone else leaving to pursue actual jobs with real paychecks. Jasper and I were the only ones foolish enough to pursue music as a real career, although my experience in the studio could earn me plenty.
"Hey man!" He exclaimed as I stepped aside to let him inside. "I was gonna go down to the coffee shop over on University and play the open mic. Figured I'd stop by on the way and see if you wanted to grab that Casio and give me some backup!"
"I don't know man, I kinda just want to stick around here tonight." I still didn't like the idea of leaving the apartment right now.
"Come on man, it sounds so much better when there's the two of us up there. It'll be just like old times!" I could tell he wasn't going to let it drop, but I really wasn't in the mood to play tonight. "I know it sucks that Taryn left, but I promise you will feel better if you get up there and play a few with me. Hell, there might even be some cute young thing out there who goes all starry-eyed for the handsome keyboard player!"
"Ha!" I managed a laugh, even though it hurt a little. I thought about it for a second then decided that may be exactly what I need to do. "Alright," I said "Let me grab my stuff and I'll be down in like five minutes."
"Faster if you can, Allison is waiting in the car." Allison was his wife of six months now, a pretty little brunette girl we met in college. They were a perfect match for each other, since she could put up with his jokes and he could put up with hers.
"What kind of an asshole leaves his wife in the car?" I joked and chuckled a little. I fumbled around in a pile of cords for something that could connect my keyboard to the P.A. they used for these things.
"This kind!" He exclaimed as he pointed his thumbs towards his face. I finally found the cord and was ready to head out the door.
We reached the coffee house about ten minutes later, and unloaded the stuff in the parking lot. Jasper went to register us with the emcee while I went and ordered an herbal tea. The first step to maybe staying sober for a night I thought to myself as I took the first sip of the delicious brew. After some guy stumbling through Jack Johnson covers and a beat poet, we got called up. The emcee must have recognized us, since he introduced us as the Deep-Sea Divers, our old band name. Allison started hooting and hollering as we hauled our things onto the small stage they had set up.
We played a few of our old songs and then a new one Jasper had written that I just sat back and listened to. Sitting there reminded me how much I missed this. After that was over, we had time for one more song, and Jasper suggested we do the only song we had that I sang the lead for. A ballad called Carolina. I hammered out the first few chords, and starting singing.
About halfway through the song, I saw her. A gorgeous little redhead was staring intently at me as I belted out this song. Big green eyes, big round tits hidden inside her tight sweater, and a pair of jeans that threatened to let her ass out at any moment. Best of all, she rested a pair of wide rim glasses at the tip of her nose. At that moment, I don't think I had ever seen a more beautiful creature in all my time on Earth. I think she noticed me looking at her, and her cheeks became a bright red to match her exquisite hair. She adjusted her wool cap a little and smiled.
We finished the song and were met with a healthy amount of applause. I had almost forgot what it felt like to play in front of a crowd. It was exhilarating! Jasper and I sat back at the table with Allison as she reached over and hugged her husband.
"That was wonderful!" She exclaimed, releasing him so he could grab his beer. "And Zach, I haven't heard you play that song in forever, it was always one of my favorites!"
"Hah, thanks Ally."
"So," she said, looking slyly at me, "are you gonna go talk to that hottie redhead or do I have to go get her and bring her here for you?"
"Whoa babe, hold on." Jasper looked at her over his beer. "I think it may be a little soon to be talking to him about the ladies."
"Nonsense! You couldn't see it from on stage, but he was watching her like if she left his view he would shrivel up!" I hated to think it so soon after being so upset about Taryn leaving, but her words had a ring of truth to them.
"Come on, if he wants to, he will go over and..." Jasper's words just sorta stopped midsentence, as he pulled his drink quickly to his lips.
"Um, excuse me." I heard this adorable voice ring behind me. I turned around to see the redhead standing behind me. I couldn't help but realize her rather large breasts were at exactly eye level. "I just wanted to tell you that that was the best performance I have ever seen here. You guys should play here more often!"
"Th-Thanks!" I exclaimed, Allison giggling to herself across the table. "I'm Zach, and this is Jasper and his wife Allison."
"Pleased to meet you!"
"Charmed!" Jasper smiled and extended his hand.
"I'm Chloe," she said as she shook his hand. "Can I join you all for a little bit?"
"Sure!" I was excited, and I couldn't really disguise it at the moment. "Lemme get you a drink."
"Just a tea will be fine, I have to drive." I quickly got it and returned as she pulled up a chair to our table. Some guy had taken the stage and was murdering some Beatles songs as we began chatting. We sat there talking back and forth for about a half hour when Allison told us she had to leave so she could get to sleep. Jasper got his guitar, and stood up to leave.
"Hey man, do you want a ride or are you good to walk home?" I think he could see the solemn expression on my face, and I knew he felt bad about having to leave now.
"Oh, don't worry, I can take him home!" Chloe chimed in, with a squeak in her voice. She adjusted her glasses, then looked into my eyes. "I mean, if that's ok with you."
I couldn't believe my luck. I was content to just mope around my apartment all night, now I was having a wonderful time with a gorgeous redhead. "That sounds wonderful to me!"
"Ok then!" Jasper said as he turned towards the exit, his wife hanging off his arm. "Maybe we get together tomorrow and work on some new music?"
"I think that's a good idea man." For the first time since Taryn left, I felt the creative urge kick back in. I turned back to Chloe and stroked her hand playfully. We ended up staying at the coffee shop for another hour or so, talking about bands we liked and other trivial stuff. I decided it might be time to take some initiative and make something happen.
"Man, I am starting to get so tired!" I faked a yawn as best I could. "Do you think you could take me back to my apartment now? It's only about ten minutes away."
"Of course, I told you I would give you a ride, didn't I?" She giggled and winked back at me. I am fairly certain my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't take my eyes off the pair of glasses she now held up high on her face.
She was parked about two minutes away, which is a haul for the heavy ass keyboard I was pulling. We arrived at my place, and I invited her up for a nightcap before she had to get going. She eagerly accepted, and we walked the on flight up to my apartment.