Kiss and tell
Do you know that going out with a woman is a lot like going out with a man? I actually went out and purchased a new outfit and a pair of the most delicious looking boots! I'm mad now because I spent a fortune for a blind date.
I had to take a drive to Stockton to do research for a story I've been working on. While I was there, I drove past a Dillard's store and decided to stop (because I'm a compulsive shopper anyway) and see if I could find a cute little outfit for Thursday's date. I'm a huge shoe freak so instantly I was in-love with their fall collection of boots. Can you say BOOT HEAVEN?
Well nevermind all that, you want to hear about the date. I wore a taupe-colored tweed pencil skirt that's about two inches from my knees with a cream silk-blend turtleneck sweater (with 3/4 sleeves). I wore my new boots with my chocolate brown leather blazer (which matched my boots PERFECTLY in color). Ben snickered and rolled his eyes while he watched me dress and primp. So maybe I was doing a little more than usual for a night on the town with the girls. In the back of my mind I wondered if he knew something was up, but I continued to dress like nothing was wrong.
Sasha and I met at Cafe Maritime on Lombard Street. I've only had brunch there and the food was fabulous. I got there first and sat at the bar. I felt like pacing mostly because I was nervous. I was really afraid that she wouldn't look like her picture and that I'd be disappointed. I ordered something they called "Man overboard" from their specialty drink menu (one word: YUMMY!). While I sipped my drink I overheard a man next to me say, "WOW, look at HER..." so I turned to see what he was looking at and there stood one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life.
It was Sasha.
She instantly recognized me and waved. The man turned around because I think maybe he thought she was waving at HIM. I smiled and said, "Sorry fella, she's with me!" - loud enough for her to hear me. We giggled and hugged like we were old friends. The waiter took us to our table and we ordered dinner.
The whole time we were talking I couldn't help staring into her eyes. I mean, I've honestly never been in the presence of such beauty. She could be a model. She looked exactly like her picture, but maybe better. Definitely better.
She wore her hair in a ponytail high on her head. Her hair, from my guesstimation had to be waist length. She had on a pair of low-rise, bootcut jeans, a crisp white cotton blouse that cinched at the waist and flared over her hips. She had on a pair of black strappies and a black cashmere cardigan hanging over her shoulders. She reminded me of a sexy, grown-up school girl. Her eyes are the most gorgeous hazel color I've ever seen up close...flawless skin and the most beautiful smile. WOW! I hit the jackpot!
We instantly had great chemistry. She was a flirt, with men and women alike. She must've reached over and grabbed my hand five or six times. We laughed and drank like old friends. Once dinner was over, it seemed like neither of us were ready to call it a night. I even had to tell her that I'm not used to casual sex, but I couldn't resist the temptation to kiss her. She was wearing this perfect shade of pink lipstick. I asked her if it tasted as good as it looked and she offered to let me find out for myself. That was my attempt at trying to by coy.
So there I was, in the middle of a parking lot with a beautiful woman. I took her hand, pulled her close and kissed her. I knew right then that I wasn't going straight home. We got into our cars and she followed me to the Buena Vista Motor Inn. We parked side by side, got out and decided to split the cost for a room. I was a bit worried that I'd enjoy myself so much that I'd stay out longer than I was supposed to. I made a quick call to Ben to check on Amanda and Ben was already sleeping. So I imagined that Amanda was probably fast asleep too.
Sasha registered the room while I waited in the car. She came and got me and we made our way inside. The room was nice...I've always wondered what it looked like in there. Hotel rooms have always interested me. Don't ask, it's a strange obsession I've had for years.
Oddly I wondered what if this chic was a serial killer. I guess it would've been too late seeing how we were in a hotel room - ALONE. Everything from that point on flowed seemlessly. What started with a simple kiss quickly turned into caressing, massaging, kissing and then sucking. She has the most flawless body. She's perfectly toned and her skin was like butter. We took turns being "in charge". It was far more sensual than I ever imagined. We explored every inch of each other's bodies.
I have to keep things in perspective. I have a man in my life. But this woman...she blew my mind. It was the most beautiful and moving sexual experience I've ever had. It wasn't that porn kind of shit you see in those cheap X-rated movies. This was more like two women exploring the depths of their sexuality.
After a marathon love-making session, we realized that it was late. She had to be at work early the next day and I had some explaining to do when I got home. It was 3 am. I don't usually stay out that late. But on this night, it was worth every moment.
We walked each other out to our cars. I think we started something here. Neither of us were trying to make this anything other than what it was - casual sex. But I really liked her...and it seems like she really likes me. I still can't believe it as I'm typing these words. We embraced and pulled back to stare into each other's eyes for a moment recalling what had just taken place. We smiled. I have to go out of town in a few days. She's going to meet me in Los Angeles on Thursday. What have I started?
I got home and Ben was sound asleep. He sleeps pretty hard, so I'm almost sure he didn't wake any while I was out. I told him that I got home at 1:30. He didn't comment and he seemed pretty happy with that answer, so I left it alone.
Who knew? Success on Craigslist...
Oh, and my peg-legged friend Cate sent me an IM the other day while I was at the office. I ignored her. I'm beginning to wonder if she knows that I have her blocked. It was really creepy the way she did that. Oh well...I'm just glad she doesn't have my phone number!
Thanks for reading.