Hi,
My name is unimportant but for those of you out there, who need one, call me Lance. I’m 26, black/dredhead with no kids about 5’11” I wouldn’t say I was built, but my time playing trumpet & drums in the high school band and being in the Army has had its benefits. Growing up I noticed something about myself that differed from other guys my age I’ve always had one hang up, older women, I love them. As I look back over the past months events it all still seems so clear to me like yesterday. My life then was pretty hectic, I attended community college for Electrical Engineering and worked as a bartender/waiter at a lounge downtown called Cabaño’s. This allowed me to indulge my crush on older women .The crowd there was pretty mixed mostly the office crowd during the week until about 8pm that’s where my life begins its change.
There she was the object of my affection a goddess. A 5’5” educated, well-built thirty-six, twenty-eight, thirty-two bronze dewdrop. Hazel eyes (obviously of mixed parentage) with deep red southern hair. A voice I’d liken to that of the Homer’s siren in the Odyssey, feminine, seductively hypnotic; yet strong and commanding cutting to the very core of your being. Tab (short for Tabitha) had to be the most desirable woman I’d ever meet. She had a walk that was well polished not rehearsed just natural, her hips swayed like leaves on a gentle breeze. Her hair a little past her shoulder natural no perm was the envy of most women who frequented the lounge. But there was something different about Tab, what I would learn later.
Tab was a seriously driven woman single, competitive, successful she’d put all else in her life on hold to achieve these ends. Tab’s crew was made up of women like her all successful businesswomen not an ugly woman in the lot. Unlike her girlfriends she lacked something, a man, a permanent one. Tab’s dates I’d seen were prominent men in coveted positions in the business world elite yet none seemed to last long.
Here it was another Thursday night Tab’s entourage came strolling in giggling like little schoolgirls their regulars so I already know what to fix Alize, Fuzzynavel, Iced Tea, White Zinfandel and Tab’s favorite Ameretto. The buzz was Anna’s kid took his first steps that week and Tabs last date as I walked over with their drinks. It was the usual greetings and cracks by the older ladies about if they were a little younger and not married as I placed the drinks on the table. From what I could hear Mr. Marcus, a gentlemen I was familiar with, was not all he was cracked up to be; and the dirt was being dished.
It was pretty cool in the bar that night, out the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Tab’s nipples stabbing thru her silk blouse and dropped a drink on the floor totally missing the table. I immediately dropped to my knees to clean it up apologizing for the mess. I was directly across from Tab, and from my spot on the floor I was looking straight up her skirt totally fixated on the vision before me; my mind went whirling off on some fantasy instantly. As I picked up the ice cubes one of the ladies told Tab maybe she should try to quit being so buisness like on dates. Meanwhile I was conducting a little business of my own when a hand picked up my jaw and asked me if I was done wiping a hole in the carpet. Totally embarrassed first for getting caught then for what was noticed next (I’m not the largest guy in the world but at a good six and three quarters to seven inch’s long I do ok) my eyes scanned the table as they looked at me like I was on exhibit I’m quite sure I turned three or four shades of red. Tab paid me no attention but told me to fetch another drink. Her voice was a welcome break from the silence that surrounded me I took off in a flash grateful for permission to move. When I returned there were smirks on some of the women’s faces (by now my friend had relaxed) and it was hard to look anyone in the face but the table was quiet. I assumed Tab had put everyone in their place again; she does that at least once a month.
A half hour or so passed, I let Greg wait on the table the rest of the night. The ladies finished drinking and left saying goodbye to me as they left leaving a little extra in my tip jar to remind me of my now most infamous moment. I figured an apology was in order; Tab was still at the table drinking when I approached to clean up. God this is impossible I thought to myself how do you wipe the table in front of a woman whose crouch you were just ogling? I cleared my throat as I collected the glass’s from the table and noticed that Tab was a bit teary eyed, awkwardly I asked if she was Ok; while trying to offer a pathetic apology. Thinking she didn’t hear me I sat down, she said “Yes” she was ok, just a little frustrated with life. After a few mundane comments between us she proceeded to ask me what I was so transfixed by. Jesus I thought I was going to die trying to explain that I meant no offense by my juvenile behavior. Her rebuttal, she laughed at me.
Tab explained that she had known about my crush on her for quite sometime now first by how no matter where she sat her drink always hit the table first and had more liquor in it than required. And that she had on more than one occasion caught me staring at her from across the bar. She asked me why a man my age would be interested in a 34 yr old woman like her. I explained that most of my dating career has been with women at least five years my age and that it was because I truly adored her. She seemed stunned by either my bluntness or admitted affections. I brought her another drink and begin my closing rounds of the bar.
As I finished my last rounds cleaning up I noticed that Tab was gone without even a goodbye, oh well. After about another half an hour later the place was clean, time to go. Hearing a footstep behind me I turned, there stood Tab. The shock of seeing her there must have been obvious; she wore this silly smirk on her face.
Feeling the moment was as good as it would ever get I reached out for her. Her skin was as soft as the silk blouse she wore, the air about us was charged with some unseen force as we drew closer to each other, her breath was intoxicating. Her touch sent cascades of joy unknown throughout my body. Our tongues “
Mmmmm
,” mingled and explored each other’s mouth with eagerness. I had to regain control though, Tab was special to me I wanted this to be unlike any other time in her life.
I slowly caressed her back as she leaned into me, feeling her nipples pressed into my chest I felt as if in a dream yet awake at the same time. We stood kissing and feeling each other for a time. I could hear the blood pulse within me. Tab placed her hand on my heart, she said “
Hhmm
