The low hum of conversation hovered in the air as the waiter appeared at the table with a South African rosé. The tables were decorated with a rich cream tablecloth, a decorative centrepiece and two long-stemmed red roses kissing each other in a thin vase. The waiter opened the bottle and poured a small amount in Louise's glass. She smiled as she swirled the liquid, sniffing elegantly and tasting a small sip, she gave a short nod to signify her approval of the selection. He half filled the redhead's glass, moving to fill Jenna's. Thanking him and swirling it slowly in her glass, Jenna looked across at her companion from behind her rimless designer glasses.
"Remind me," she inquired, "Why did I agree to this?" She reached up to tuck a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear.
"Because you would do anything to make me happy," Louise smirked, her emerald eyes sparkling roguishly as Jenna returned a less than amused glare.
"If she looks like the rear end of a rhino, or bores me to tears, I swear to god I will never speak with you again. That's a promise, Lou, not a threat." Jenna hissed through her gritted teeth.
"Relax, J; Sophia assured me that her friend is hot. Besides it's only for tonight, just help me out here okay? I really like Sophia. She needed a singleton for her friend and I knew you were desperate!" Louise's smug expression grew as she watched Jenna's indignant reaction.
"I don't believe you. Expect me to do you a favour and then you insult me!" Jenna grumbled. "Fine! If she turns out to be gorgeous, witty and falls madly in lust with me, don't expect a thank you."
"Jenna," Louise sighed as she began, "I worry about you- immersing yourself in work as you do. I know that your break-up with Rachel was hard on you- but it was three month's ago." Louise paused as she sipped her wine, Jenna sighed as her hand moved self-consciously to her necklace- she didn't have the patience to have this discussion
now.
"I want you to get out there again- have some fun- meet someone. Sod Rachel, there's someone better for you out there, all you have to do is stop shutting people out and start letting someone special into your life." The genuine concern in Louise's voice touched Jenna.
Before Jenna was able to articulate a response, the maître d' arrived at the table with their two dinner guests. Staring down at the table, Jenna shook her head to rid her mind of negative thoughts. She was not looking forward to meeting her blind date- she would hardly do anyone justice when thoughts of another sat heavily on her mind. When she did raise her gaze, her breath faltered. Across the table, she saw a petite woman with dark chocolate hair framing her face. Jenna slowly stood, a shiver running down her spine as the woman's icy blue gaze captivated her attention.
Jenna's eyes widened as the smaller woman slowly shrugged her light coat from her shoulders. An impishly short, curve hugging black dress teasingly came into view and Jenna caught herself before a wide grin spread across her face. With a smile and a subtle wink, the brunette extended her hand.
"Isabella," she introduced herself. "You must be Jenna."
Jenna didn't know what else to do but extend her hand gracelessly and stammer a response. Isabella's slight, tanned hand nestled inside Jenna's and the contact felt electric. Isabella's gaze fell on their locked hands and Jenna realised she had been holding on for longer than necessary. She dropped it and cleared her throat- a nervous half-smile forming on her lips. Hoping that Louise and Sophia had not been observing her bumbling attempt at an introduction, she sat back down and drew her chair closer to the table. Within moments of everyone taking their seats, Jenna felt Isabella's dainty foot moving against her calf. Startled, the blonde pulled her leg away quickly as Isabella raised her eyebrow.
"My god, I haven't seen you go so red in years!" Louise remarked.
The blonde jumped and she turned to offer Louise and Sophia a weak smile as her already rose tinted cheeks grew even hotter, spreading her blush across her nose. Bringing her wine glass to her lips, she shifted her attention back to her blind date. Jenna's powder blue eyes flitted to the subtle flash of cleavage just visible over the top of her simple but effective dress. The dress was designed to elicit a specific response and Jenna was not immune. Her eyes moved back up the smaller woman's neck to her face where she found Isabella's gaze determinedly fixed on her from across the table.
Jenna could hear Sophia's voice as she conversed with Louise, but she wasn't able to make out a word they were saying. All her senses remained focused on the petite woman sitting before her with an amused smile on her face.
"I think I'll nip to the Ladies before we have to order. Jenna, do you know where it is?" Isabella asked politely as she stood, gathering her handbag.
"Uh...yeah...sure I'll take you...um there." She stammered as a torrent of thoughts hit her.
The pair moved quickly to the ladies' room on the far side of the traditional style dining room, slipping past waiters and waitresses as they tried not to break into a run. As the heavy door closed behind them, Jenna pressed Isabella up against it leaning down to kiss her hard. Isabella responded with her small and hungry tongue against Jenna's. The blonde's hands eagerly found Isabella's waist and pulled her tight against her own body as Isabella's fingers danced along the thin material of the camisole against Jenna's stomach.
"My god...I've missed you." Jenna whispered hoarsely as she pressed her face down against Isabella's soft neck. She began planting soft suggestive kisses against her shoulder.
'Mi sei mancata, anche," Isabella sighed. "I missed you too. I can't believe Louise and Sophia set us up on a blind date. If only they knew!" She chuckled softly.
"They don't need to know yet- it's too soon." Jenna murmured between her lingering kisses. "Please, Izzy, let me take you home?" Jenna whispered as her long fingers moved down against Isabella's golden thighs, carefully slipping up under the hem of her dress.
Isabella's hand moved to still Jenna's, her other hand reached to caress her cheek. Jenna sighed in disappointment.
"If we go now we'll arouse suspicion."
"I don't care. I just want you all to myself." Jenna pressed her forehead against Isabella's.
"Let's just play along for now, and then I promise, just us. Okay?"
Jenna nodded reluctantly, knowing Isabella was right. Isabella smiled softly and pressed her lips against the tall blonde's lips.
"God your lips have gone cherry red. Just
how
turned on
are
you?" Isabella teased as she pulled away and looked into Jenna's sparkling eyes.
Isabella slipped her body out from between the door and the mesmerized blonde and moved gracefully towards a cubicle. Jenna bit her lower lip self-consciously and steadied herself against a basin.
"Whatever level you want to assign it, it's all your fault." Jenna muttered in reply.
"Now, now, darling. I guess I'll have to do something about that, won't I?"
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When the pair returned to their table, Jenna reached for the bottle of wine and poured some contents into Isabella's crystal. Isabella smiled and signalled 'when' by sliding her bare foot up Jenna's leg.
Jenna furrowed her brow, her eyes growing wide as Isabella's foot slowly moved along her thigh. She moved one hand under the table and attempted to swat Isabella's playful foot. Isabella relented for a moment before attempting again- a smile on her lips challenging Jenna to resist. Goosebumps puckered the blonde's bare arms as Isabella's foot brushed against her thigh, determined to coax her into playing the game. Jenna picked up the menu and examined it distractedly, her eyes flicking up from the leather bound pages to meet Isabella's daring grin. When Isabella's foot made contact with the seat of Jenna's trousers, her eyes sparkled wickedly at Jenna's small gasp.
"What's the matter?" Louise turned to her friend and asked in a soft tone.
"Er, nothing...nothing at all..." she stammered as she tried to examine the menu. "Just the um, the price of the food here!" she waved her hand absently.
"Well, don't sweat it, it's not often we get to treat ourselves like this." Louise smiled across at Isabella before turning back to Sophia to continue her conversation.
Isabella rubbed against Jenna with the ball of her foot. She was feeling more daring than usual, and knowing how embarrassed Jenna would get at the thought of being caught, she couldn't help herself. Reluctantly, Jenna relaxed in her chair, rolling her eyes in defeat. Isabella smiled in victory and attempted to pull her foot away; knowing Jenna would become flustered if she continued the game. She found her foot held tightly in place by Jenna's thighs.
"Perhaps we should order?" She smiled coyly, squeezing Isabella's foot between her toned thighs whilst setting the menu back down.
You aren't the only one to not play by the rules
, she thought to herself as she grinned at the surprise that flashed across Isabella's face.
"I already know what you're going to have!" Louise teased.
"Oh? And what's that?" Jenna asked with a dusting of sarcasm.
"Oysters and asparagus in a garlic sauce," Louise predicted. She laughed at Jenna's confused expression.
"They're all aphrodisiacs," she went on to explain as Jenna's face burned bright red.
"Actually, there's no chemical basis to that theory. It's all in perception," Sophia interjected, her tone resembling that of a University lecturer's. "Asparagus and banana's are phallic and cause a perceived reaction, just as oysters and figs smell and look like female genitals when aroused- again a perceived reaction for the opposite sex."
"Hmmm, perhaps I'll have the figs tonight then," Isabella responded. "Asparagus is definitely out. Who's having the oysters?" A small ripple of laughter passed over the four women as Jenna and Isabella exchanged a quick glance.
"Thanks for that, Sophia." Jenna smiled across to her, thanking the exotic woman for her salvation. "And no, Lou, I have decided to have the Caesar Salad. Is that okay with you?" Jenna winked, shifting in her chair slightly, spreading her legs to allow Isabella freedom to play. A lopsided smile formed on Isabella's lips as she gently slid her bare foot against the blonde's inner thigh. She shifted her weight forward in her chair and leaned back. This new position allowed her the leverage to reach Jenna and keep up her tease.
