The Second Dateā¦
After constant badgering, emails and phone calls you finally agree to meet me for a casual dinner and drink date. Itās a warm Spring evening and as I am driving to the truck stop on Route 56, I run my check off list in my head, shaved legs, used lots of baby lotion so skin would be very soft. I manicured my nails the night before taking great effort not to smudge the polish. My long dark hair was in perfect place with the soft shiny banana curls falling over my shoulders. The outfit I picked out for the spring night was a simple pair of navy Capri pants, a white low-cut cotton gauze blouse with a white pair of slip on sandals. I had lost 35 pounds since the last time we met and I just felt like a million dollars. I was so nervous⦠I didnāt want anything to go wrong. I checked my make-up as I stopped at the 4-way stop. I look over at the truck stop and search for your truck. My heart starts skipping beats when I think about you standing me up. I had worked so hard for this night and you werenāt even there! My heart totally stopped when I seen you pull your truck into the parking lot.
I noticed that my hands were getting sweaty and I try to calm myself down. I pull up next to your truck and step out of the car. With my stomach in knots I walk over to the truck, finally making eye contact with you as you step out of the truck. Seeing your beautiful eyes and long eye ashes I feel a small shutter throughout my body. Yearning for at least a hug, but donāt want to make you uncomfortable, I ask you where you want to eat.
After great debate, we agreed on Chinese at a little restaurant in town and left together in my car. I can feel the tension in us both. You fidgeted with your jacket zipper the entire way to the restaurant. We talk about the weather and such on the way there, but I canāt quit thinking about how good you made me feel the last time that we met.
As we get out of the car and start walking for the door, I feel your hand reach out and brush against mine. First instinct was to put my hand back out there and thatās when your fingers entwined around mine. This really started my heart beating faster. When we walk in I can sense a lot of eyes watching us. But that didnāt stop us from chatting and giggling all the way through dinner.
Sitting across from you listening to you talk, I imagine feeling your mustache tickling my lips. Shaking those feelings off, we pay for our meal and decide to have a drink at a quiet bar. I suggest going to Roxieās, a small country bar where I know we could have some drinks and play some pool. The bar is kind of quite, thereās only a few older men sitting at the bar.
We played a couple games of pool and after you won the last game, you inform me that I HAVE to dance with you for losing my game. I just kind of laugh, but you walk over to the jukebox and played a slow country song for us to dance too. We danced to the song āWe Dancedā, which is one of my favorite songs. You held me close to you. So close I was afraid you could feel my heart beating. As you squeeze me closer, I feel your lips against my neck. You chuckle as you feel me jump when you blew in my ear. We stood there in each otherās arms long after the song ended. I finally whisper in your ear that the song was over you let go. When you let go of me and we started walking back to the table, my legs almost buckled.
My nervousness about whether you were enjoying me and my company subsided when you ask me if you could give me a kiss. I didnāt have to say a word. You can see my answer in my eyes when I look at you. You lean closer and softly lay your tender lips on mine. It was such a light and teasing kiss it just wasnāt enough. But Iām not going to push. We sat there side by side with our legs touching as we talked and laughed about our everyday lives. All the while my thoughts dart in and out of that kiss and you holding me in your arms.
Getting the nerve up or the beer finally loosening me up, I lean over and whisper in your ear that Iād like another kiss. You look at me and say, āI thought you would never ask!ā Only this time when you lean over, you put your arm around me to pull me closer into you. You pressed your partially opened lips against mine, lightly pulling my lips apart so you can slide your tongue against my lips.