A Perfect date… almost!

It’s been more than 6 months since I’ve been out with my friends. Being a single working woman in a man’s world is tough; it takes a lot out of you. Deadlines, pressures and projects had been three major unwanted elements in my life for quite some time now. I decided to take a break from mundane work life and go out with my friends on Saturday night. My friends, who keep complaining that I don’t give them time, were quite surprised when I called to make plans for Saturday night. It was all set, Stone Water Grill at 9PM sharp on Saturday night.

I had selected a beautiful deep blue evening dress with matching high heel shoes, and had let my shoulder-length straight hair fall over my shoulders. I looked quite pretty, one might say. We reached the place and were guided to the table we had reserved. All of us settled down and ordered a round of beer, enjoying the music and having a pleasant conversation. We were about order our third round of drinks when the waiter came up and placed a Cosmopolitan in front of me. I looked at the waiter questioningly and he politely pointed out a gentleman at the bar. When I looked at him he raised his glass and smiled at me. I couldn’t help but notice what a handsome looking man he was, dressed in a black suit, hair neatly gelled back and wearing the most charming smile I’ve ever seen. My heart skipped a beat; I was blushing as I accepted the drink.

My friends who were busy sounding ooh’s and aah’s now started to push me to go and talk to him. How long it’s been since I hooked up with a random, good looking guy at a bar, I didn’t even remember. While I was in dilemma on what to do, I guess he sensed my predicament and came up to our table and politely asked if I’d fancy a dance with him. I blushed a little more, while my friends literally pushed me out of my chair to go for it.

On the dance floor, on one of the slow numbers, he held me close in his strong arms. His body pressed against mine, and I felt weak in my knees. I wanted to kiss him and that was the only thing at the top of my head. I was losing control. Right at that weak moment he brought his face close to mine and I like a fool went ahead and kissed him. He was surprised and I was embarrassed when I realized that he had wanted to say something in my ear. He smiled and asked me if I wanted to get out for some fresh air. I simply nodded. We sneaked out and took a long walk holding hands and ended up near his apartment. He invited me to his place for some wine.

Let me explain why I accepted his invitation. First of all I was high, and second, he was irresistible. Third, he said it was his birthday and he didn’t want to be alone. His apartment was nice and cozy. There was a huge couch, a center table and a couple of bean bags. He asked me to make myself at home while he excused himself and disappeared into the adjacent room. I chose to sit down on one of the bean bags and adjusted my dress. I looked around and saw a few photo frames on a small table near the sitting area. In one of the pictures, he was with an elderly lady I figured was his mother. He looked quite like her. In other frames he was with some random people in different poses…looked like his friends. One picture that caught my eye had him hugging a pretty lady from behind; both of them had a grin on their faces. I picked up that frame to have a closer look. A pang of jealousy ran down me for some strange reason. Here I was on a first date with a handsome, smart guy in his apartment and I was already jealous seeing him with some girl who could well be his sister for all I knew.

“That’s Neha, my first cousin. We are very close.” He said, standing at the door of the kitchen with a wine bottle and two empty glasses.
“Oh I was just checking out your photos, hope you don’t mind” I said meekly.
“That’s all right, I don’t mind.” While saying that he filled the glass and extended one towards me. He then sat down in the bean bag next to mine.
After taking a sip I asked him casually “How come your friends are not here on your birthday?”
“Well, I am surprised myself; no one called me today as well!”
“Aww that’s sad, but don’t worry. I am here to celebrate your very special day with you” I said, smiling seductively at him.
He came close and said “I am really glad that you are here.”
Saying that, he dimmed the lights. He then sat very close to me.
He was so close that I could feel his breath, and I could smell his cologne. We looked at each other and time stopped. I could only hear my heart beating. I didn’t even realize when my lips found his. It was the most sensual and passionate moment I had had in years. He was very gentle and sweet. Slowly the intensity of the kiss was increasing and our hands started to roam over each other’s bodies. I felt the zip at the back of my dress being slowly undone. I didn’t mind that at all. In fact if he didn’t do it, I would have done it myself. In no time we were out of our cloths and in just our undergarments.

Engrossed in such a romantic moment, totally high on love and passion and about to go to the next step when he suddenly stopped, got up, and went for his wallet. It was a rude shock for me.
I said “What are doing? Why are you taking out money? What do you think of me?”
“Its not that silly, I am getting a rubber,” he said.
I flushed. “Oh good idea…” is all I could say, embarrassed.
“Damn it!” he swore.
“What?” I said fearing the worst.
“I am out of it, shit how can I be so careless? Honey, you stay right here, in this same position, don’t move and I’ll back in a flash. There’s a medical store just across the road.”
“But…” Before I could finish my sentence he was out of the door.

I sat there in my lacy undergarments, looking and feeling all sexy. I took the half finished glass of wine and started sipping it. Before I could finish the drink the door bell rang. That was fast, I thought to myself. He seems more desperate than I am. Smiling at my own thoughts I got up, walked to the door in my undergarments, holding the glass of wine in one hand. As I unlocked the door knob, someone pushed opened the door. I fell a few steps back, while a whole bunch of people came in, switched on the lights and shouted “SURPRISE!!”

I froze in shock. So did the rest of the people. The same girl from the picture was standing right in front with a huge cake box in her hand with her jaw hanging open. There were two elderly people who looked like his parents and a bunch of other guys and girls.

I ran inside a room, and someone handed me my cloths which were lying on the floor. I stormed out of his apartment. I heard someone run behind me, asking me to stop and stay back. I heard others burst out laughing.

So much for a Saturday night!

Shoumik De

Edited by: Priya Mallic Kumar

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