It happened one chilly October night. I always liked the company of my dads friends. They had a sense of comfort and caring to them I liked. There was one that I partially favored more than the others. He was medium height maybe two inches taller than my 5'8. He had black soft hair that every time I saw him his hair was that wind blown way I found attractive.
Jake was his name. He was happily married or so he appeared to be. When we would get time alone to talk he would tell me his feelings about his wife. He thought she was cheating and using him just for the great paying job he got her. He explained over time his love for his wife Alana was fading away. He didn't want a lot of people to know but he trusted me. Why? I truly don't know.
Well this October night we were having a small birthday party for me. I turned 21 today. Jake was their with some of his friends and they were drinking happily while sharing their recent encounters with some hot women at the club in town. Jake didn't seem very interested but he kept his best guest face on. When he finally broke away he walked over towards me and worked up a conversation.
"Jesse! Hey happy birthday! 21 feels different doesn't it?" Jake said with a smile while offering me a Shocktop beer.
"Yeah, doesn't seem very different. Only I'm able to drink and go on to bigger and better things. Thanks for the beer." I said as I took the Shocktop tasting the apple in the beer.
"Sometimes its like that. My wife Alana and me we finally got the divorce I was hoping for. She wasn't sad. She admitted to cheating on me with several guys. But I'm not going to ruin your fun Jesse!"
"No its ok Jake. Your not ruining my fun. I'm always here if you want to talk. You know that."
I loved how Jake gave me the short nickname Jesse for Jessica. Let me tell you a bit about my self. For 21 I wasn't what I called 'model perfection' but I had a nice rack that attracted guys. I was a runner slim with flat stomach. Long legs for a runner gave me my height. I had a couple of boyfriends but I never really settled down with one. They all seemed to want sex and just sex. I wanted a relationship with a real man. Not a boy. I had told Jake about my feelings about my failed relationships he seemed to understand very well what I meant.
After a few hours the party was over and my family left and so did Jakes friends. Jake and I were the only ones left in the big open barn. Jake smiled and turned on the radio to a soft loving music.
"Jesse I must say you have grown into a beautiful young lady. Might I have this dance?"
"Yes." I replied back. I looked into Jakes eyes. He had light blue eyes that matched his personality. His strong clenched into a grin as I took his hand.
The music played as Jake slowly moved his hand to rest of my lower back. He put his head on my shoulder and sang along softly to the song. He smelled wonderful. Manly, yet with a hint of sophistication to him.
"Jake? Is it wrong that I don't want to go to college?" I asked.