I love having music playing in the background, even when I write. I find it relaxing and uplifting, which I think we could all use right about now. And the right song can definitely set the mood for a little romance. So, I thought I'd write a story featuring a few of my favorites, most of them classics.
This one is for the Valentine's Day Contest, so as always, your votes and comments would be much appreciated.
Cheers and Stay Safe
ALI
Turning my head, taking a look in the mirror at my tight little tooshie, I smiled glad now that I'd spent those hours working my buns off in spin class.
Never much for fancy undies, but considering that I was finally getting out for some fun, I decided I might as well go all out and splurge, and go a little crazy at Victoria's Secret. But even as I pulled on my silky lace trimmed thong, I had to face the fact that my sexy new get up was never going to be peeled off by some hot, young stud eager to rock my world, like it desperately needed rocking.
I felt a little like Cinderella going to the ball, but knowing there wouldn't be a Prince Charming there to meet me.
Still, as I clipped the garters on my lacy white garter belt onto my stockings, and smoothed them over my thighs, it still felt nice to dress up for a Valentine's girl's night out with my besties. That hopefully would do something to lift my mood, and get my mind off that cheating ass hat Carlos that I'd been foolish enough to waste a year and a half of my life on.
Once I'd got my girls tucked into the uber sexy matching white lace shelf bra, I was tempted to take a selfie. Because damn, I don't think I'd ever looked so... what was the word I was lookin for? Scandalous? Sexy? Maybe even hot? Well, all I knew was that I looked pretty good for a twenty-seven year old woman, in a bit of a funk, who sadly was dateless on the most romantic night of the year, and off for a night of dining and gabbing with my equally lonely unattached friends.
Of course all my friends who had someone in their lives would be making out like bunnies on a night like this, and who could blame them. If I had someone who was into me, I'd be making out, too.
Once I'd pulled myself together, I decided my money was well spent as eyed myself in the mirror, while sliding my feet into the highest, sexiest pair of heels I'd ever worn. The sales lady was right, and the fire-engine red stilettos went perfectly with my body-hugging little black dress, just short enough to make my legs look like they went on for miles.
I'd also decided to let my hair down in more ways than one, since normally I just kept it up in a messy bun. Working as a kindergarten teacher surrounded with a roomful of active little munchkins, I didn't have much choice. I had to keep my hair out of my eyes, so I could see what they were up to.
The way it was cascading down my back, I thought my light brown hair -- with a few blonde highlights I'd let my hairdresser talk me into -- looked pretty fetching, especially in my daring backless dress.
All the girls agreed to dress up a little sexy for tonight. So it should be fun to see who'd gone to the most trouble to sex themselves up.
I'd just finished putting on my lipstick, and had made my way downstairs to the lobby when I stopped in my tracks. I'd been so busy getting ready, that I hadn't bothered to look outside. And holy smokes, was it ever coming down. It looked like a full-fledged blizzard was happening out there. Everything was covered in white. Even the people on foot, trying to get home, were caked in it, which had me wondering if I should even be going out.
Then I heard my phone ring. When I pulled it out of my purse, I saw it was one of the girls, Julie, a fellow teacher. "Ali, have you looked outside yet?"
I nodded, heaving a sad little sigh as I watched the heavy flakes coming down; realizing our fun night out wasn't going to happen. "I just got down to the lobby, and I can see it's really starting to come down."
"That's why I'm calling. It's supposed to snow all night and maybe into tomorrow. So, I'm thinking we'd better cancel and try and do it another time."
Yikes! Before I could even answer, I gasped as I watched a taxi fishtailing as he struggled to steer his way into the driveway. Relieved that he'd managed to stop without hitting anything, like the lobby entryway where I was standing, I blew out a breath and said, "Yeah, I think you're right. Probably wouldn't be able to get a ride in this weather, anyway. Too bad, since we're all dressed up now with nowhere to go. But maybe it'll be a snow day tomorrow, so there won't be any school."
Julie laughed. "Let's hope."
After I'd hung up, I noticed my neighbor Callum looked like a snow man, pushing open the outer door and stomping the slush off his shoes once he stepped inside.
I held the inner door open for him and said, "Wow, Callum, you look frozen."
He chuckled as he looked down at himself covered in a layer of snow as he shook it off his head. "And I only walked around the corner. I was going out for a steak." He held up the two bags in his hands. "But then I decided I'd better pick up some groceries and eat in instead."
"Probably a good idea with how bad it's getting out there."
After I'd pushed the button to summon the elevator, I noticed the way he was looking at me, kind of surprised, and thought I'd better explain. "I was just on my way out to dinner, and my plans were cancelled because of the storm."
"That's a shame. Were you going on a date?"
I shrugged and admitted, "Just with a few girlfriends, for a Valentine's night out."
"Oh. I thought you had a boyfriend," he said, looking a little puzzled.
"No, not anymore." Thank goodness.
Then he looked kind of thoughtful, the way he was slightly nodding his head, like he was mulling something over as he kept looking at me.
I'd always thought he was a really good looking guy, with such thick, dark brown hair, and just a few distinguished looking wisps of gray at his temples. And the light, sexy GQ beard he was rocking, made him look like a total fox, especially with those piercing silvery blue eyes. He was in amazing shape too; a nice height, about six feet tall, well-built, and actually really quite attractive, the more I checked him out.
As I focused in on his handsome face, while he seemed to be eyeing me pretty closely, as though working something out in his head, I decided he had a perfect mouth, with such nicely shaped lips, that I'd bet would be really kissable, too.
