We talked and drank the first glass of wine in the kitchen as we waited for the pizza to cook.When it was ready, we took it and the bottle of wine into the living room.I tried to save it but there's no hope and the doctor said it was time to pull the plug." "Aww! " Julie exclaimed sympathetically as she pulled up a chair next to my desk. "It is so bad that when I woke up this morning I discovered that my vibrator had committed suicide. Those guys always turn out to be such losers," I whined. "Well that sounds nice but money isn't everything and just because he's young it doesn't mean I would like him," I replied, still unconvinced. I thought for a few more moments then said, "Oh what the hell, it wasn't like I was doing anything this weekend anyway. She punched a few keys on it and my phone buzzed, she'd sent me his picture. Most girls I meet that are my age or close to it are just that, girls. I had a big smile on my face as I undressed and crawled into bed.His note said he couldn't handle the pressure anymore." Julie chuckled at my corny joke and then replied, "What if I told you I know this guy that is very interested in meeting you? I normally didn't go for blind dates, they seemed so cliché and painful when I saw them in the movies or on TV, but I wasn't completely ready to give up so I let her tell me about him. He's young, in great shape and owns his own company. "Hang on, let me show you." Julie reached for her phone on her hip, pushed a few times on its screen. " Julie handed me her phone and I looked at the photo she'd found of him. "He was complaining about the women he'd been meeting being shallow and immature so I showed him a picture of you last week when we were hanging out at the bar and told him a little bit about you. He has a lawn maintenance business and about 20 employees," Julie answered with a smirk. "Thanks," I said as I looked at his picture on my phone. I prefer a woman who is more mature." I was pleasantly surprised by his answer. It was nice to have something pleasant to look forward to for the rest of the week.What really sold me, though, was his warm and sincere smile. I didn't want her to think I was really interested. I stared at my monitor as I thought about going on a blind date with him. Julie poked fun at me for it then told me she was happy to see me smiling.
When he brought me home around 3 a.m., he walked me to the door and gave me a soft, gentle kiss that made my knees buckle.
Sure, his kisses were very passionate and they turned me on, but he always seemed to stop just when I wanted more. He said he really liked me, he told me so and I could see it in his face when he looked at me, but every time things got hot and heavy he backed away and would say good night.
I finally asked Julie about it when we were at lunch a few weeks into the relationship.
"He told me he's really enjoying his time with you and I can tell he really likes you.
Maybe he knows you hadn't gone out for a while and he didn't want to mess things up by rushing into anything? "I've given off the right signals when we've been kissing." "Well, step it up. Maybe he's waiting for you to take the lead," Julie suggested. "So listen, the reason why I'm calling is I wanted to know if you wanted to come to my house on Saturday. I have a couple of classic horror movies we can watch," Steve said. " "Sounds great, I'll see you then." We said our goodbyes and I started my plan in motion.We sat next to each other on the couch as we ate the pizza, drank the two bottles of wine and watched "The Teenager from Outer Space." When the movie was over, I put my plan into action.