I was hanging out in my favorite coffee shop one morning. I love to just sit there and drink my coffee during the weekends and enjoy a cappuccino while people-watching.
On this particular morning, I saw a much younger man walk in. He caught my eye immediately. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a button-up shirt. I had never noticed him in the coffee shop before.
He was good-looking and had a great smile. I watched him as he ordered his drink. Since it was Saturday morning, the coffee shop was busier than usual. After the man retrieved his freshly prepared coffee, he looked around the seating area and noticed that there were no open tables.
I was sitting alone at a table for two. The man walked over to me and asked if anyone was sitting with me. As I looked up at him, I had an instant tingle between my legs.
I smiled at him and said, "No, would you like to sit here?"
He smiled back and said, "Yes, please."
I motioned for him to sit in the chair across from me. He pulled the chair out and sat down. He introduced himself as Chance, and I told him that I was Shelia. We started a conversation and talked about many different things.
"Do you come here a lot?" I asked.
"No," he said. "This is my first time."
He then asked me the same question.
"Yes," I said, "I come here every Saturday and Sunday morning."
He smiled that great smile, and I felt that tingle again. We had gotten lost in our conversation when I noticed the time.
"I'm so sorry, but I have to go meet my friend," I told him after I checked my watch.
His smile turned to a frown, and he said, "I'm sorry to see you go, I was really enjoying our conversation."
"Do you think we could meet here again tomorrow?" I asked.
His face lit up, and he smiled again.
With a hurried voice, he said, "Yes."
I was pleased and said, Great! See you tomorrow then, around the same time?"
He smiled and nodded as I rose from my seat. As I walked away, I looked back at him and saw that he was watching me leave with that beautiful smile glued to his face.
I got into my car and said to myself, 'I can't wait until tomorrow.'
***
I woke up extra early the next morning, as I was overly excited. I couldn't wait for the time to pass so I could see Chance again. I picked out a nice summer dress and a light pink lace bra and pants set. After I took a shower, I did my hair and got dressed in a hurry.
I then jumped into my car and was at the coffee shop in no time. I walked in and didn't expect to see Chance, as I had arrived earlier than we had planned. Just then, a man stood up in the back of a corner. It was him, and he motioned me over.
My heart started racing a bit, seeing him. I waved to him, walked over, and sat down across from him.
"Am I late?" I asked, questioning my thoughts on the current time.
"No," he said, "I got here early."
I smiled when I realized that we were both early. I guess he was just as excited as I was.
"What would you like to drink?" he asked.
"An iced coffee, please."
He went to the counter and ordered our drinks. I watched him walk to the counter and come back with our coffee.
We sat and talked as time flew by. I looked down at my watch and saw that two hours had passed. I smiled at him and asked him if he had any plans for the rest of the day.
"No," he said, "not really."
"Would you like to come over to my house?" I asked, "I have a pool; we could go for a swim."
He shined that wonderful smile at me and said, "I would love to, but I don't have swim trunks with me."
"That's not a problem," I said as I took his hand and led him out to our cars.
I gave him my address in case we got separated, and he followed me in his car to my house. When we arrived at my house, I took his hand again, and we walked into my house together.
"Would you like anything to drink?" I said, "I'm going to have a glass of wine."
"Do you have any beer?" he asked.
"Coming right up," I told him as I turned to fetch our drinks.
I opened his beer and then poured it into a glass. After handing him his beer, I showed him my in-ground pool through the back sliding door. I then led him to the outdoor sofa on the patio.
We struck up a conversation again, and we talked and talked. I placed my hand on his leg as we talked. He looked a little surprised, but he didn't move my hand away.