A client asked me to attend the grand opening of his new supermarket. I do management consulting work and the market was one of my jobs. That's where I first met Stephanie. She is a reporter for a local TV station. I always thought she is attractive, well spoken and very easy on the eyes. She is a dynamite reporter; not an airhead.
I waited until she was done with her report and decided to go over and introduce myself. Her and the camera guy were packing up but she took the time to talk to me. Then I did something I've never done. I asked her to dinner. She gave me her business card and put down her private cell phone number and told me to give her a call. I also gave her my business card. I thought her cell number was going to be a phony number but it was really her number when I called a few days later.
Stephanie is very pretty. She has long dark hair, brown eyes, a great smile and is very well put together; she has curves where there should be curves. She's about 5'4" and I'd guess has 36B boobs. She's black and I'm white. I've never dated a black lady before. Plus there is a big age difference. Stephanie is 39 and I'm 60. I'm divorced. Stephanie has never been married.
I suggested that I'd pick her up at her apartment which is right near the TV station on Saturday evening. She agreed and suggested around 7PM. She told me she is usually off on the weekend unless there is a breaking story to cover or to handle vacations.
Saturday rolled around and I left a bit early just in case I get lost. I called her from the parking lot that I was at the front door to the apartment house. She came right down and looked just fantastic in colorful skirt and blouse.
I made some suggestions for dinner. Stephanie liked my idea of a steakhouse. The best one I knew was about 45 minutes away in the next town. I did not mind the drive. We talked about schools. She graduated from a university down south. I graduated from a local university and got my masters from another local college. I told Stephanie how much I enjoyed her reporting. We talked about family. She has three siblings and a lot of nieces and nephews. During the drive I had some jazz on the radio. Stephanie is a fan of jazz.
Before I knew it we had arrived at the restaurant. Dinner was fantastic. I truly had a nice time and I know Stephanie did too. The drive home was nice we listened to some more jazz and talked. I did not want the evening to end. But it did. I asked Stephanie if she would like to go to dinner and a show next Saturday. I had tickets to the local theater company's production of The Music Man. To my pleasant surprise she said yes. I walked her to her building's front door and gave her a kiss. I was totally smitten with her.
