I noticed several women but they usually seemed to be with someone or didn’t look like Barbra’s profile de***********ion. Twelve noon came and went, then twelve fifteen, and twelve thirty. I was beginning to think that either She came and didn’t like what she saw or she just flat out stood me up. I was beginning to doubt myself and feel a little dejected. I was just about to give up and get up and tuck tail and go home when this gal strolled around the fountain and sat at the bench to go through her shopping bags. She had on a Kentucky Wildcats ball cap and sun glasses. With her hair tucked into the back of the ball cap I didn’t realize that it was long and dark red until she turned her head to glance down the aisle. Again, I started to dismiss her when she got up and straightened her sweater and picked up her bag and started walking towards the food court, towards the Juice shop. I guess I had given up by then and I had just started scooting my chair back to stand when she stepped away from the juice shop front and approached my table and said “Fro?”
I was halfway standing up so I straightened up and turned to face her and said “Yes. Are your Barbra?”
“Yes I am. Did you give up on me yet?” she asked a little hesitantly.
“Well honestly I had all but decided that either you weren’t coming or you had been and didn’t feel like meeting me and left.” I said a little sheepishly as the butterflies churned.
“Not at all, well, I was nervous actually I was.. well.. I’m here. I’m sorry if I made you wait. “ She said softly but with a shy smile.
“Please, sit down.” I said as I pulled a chair out for her. “ Would you like anything to drink? Some coffee, juice?” I asked.
“No, I’m fine, really. “ she smiled again, this time a little less shyly.
“We can go somewhere else if you like, Frische’s is just down the street. “ I offered. “
“ This is fine. I’m not really hungry or anything. I’m just a little nervous still. Thank you for offering.. and for waiting. “ She said again sheepishly as she took off her sunglasses and I got a look at her soft brown eyes. They were smiling but still looked.. well.. timid or vulnerable some how? I wasn’t sure.
“ Call Me Jim.” I said and offered my hand to shake in greeting.
“Hi Jim.” She said and smiled the first and brightest smile yet that wasn’t sheepish or shy. She took my hand in hers to shake and I noticed her long delicate fingers with picture perfect manicured nails. Not too long, with a tasteful and attractive nude colored polish.
We sat and talked about other people we knew online at Nightfriends and about the mall and how it keeps changing with different shops and things, traffic, the weather. I kept getting the vibe from her that she was reaching out but was afraid to at the same time. Now I’m not the brightest guy out there but if I could sense it then maybe it was something I should explore. My butterflies were massing for a stampede when I almost choked out the words.
“Barbra, would you like to get out of here and go somewhere else?”
She paused with her head down slightly and looking up shyly again with that half smile as if she were both glad that I had asked the question and yet afraid of her response.
“Where would we go?” she asked so softly I almost didn’t hear it over the hum and noise of the mall.
Pushing the butterflies down I said. “ We could go to my place if you like.”
Barbra’s smiled remained but I could have sworn her lips quivered once and her eyes softened. She swallowed and said. “Okay.”
I told her where I had parked and she met up with me in her car and followed me to my apartment. As I drove home I was absolutely giddy with excitement, the butterflies were in full flight and my nerves were tingling. My god! I felt like a teenager just asking a girl out for the first time. Minutes later, even though it seemed like hours, we both pulled up to my apartment building and parked. I held the door for her to the entrance of the building and directed her up the stairs to my door. We took a seat on the couch and I offered her something to drink and she declined. We sat and talked about my place, humble as it was. She was nice about it but I could tell she was still nervous. Could it be she was as nervous as I was?
“This is the first time I’ve been out in ages other than to work or shopping. “ she said with a little bit of a laugh.
“Or in some strange guy’s apartment..? “ I lead jokingly.
“Hah! Yeah, that too. “ she said and took a deep breath .
I reached out and touched her arm and said “Barbra, I’m not going to jump you or anything, I promise, I’ll be on my best behavior. “ I could feel her tense under my touch but it was electric. She actually gave a small gasp and was that a moan?
She was all but wringing her hands in her lap and kept glancing over at me as if searching my face for a clue with that nervous smile and those big soft brown eyes. “I heard you had some pretty amazing hands… “ she almost whispered.
“Would you like me to massage your feet, I’m told I’m an expert with that.” I laughed Now I knew who she’d been talking to about me online, she had told me that at the mall. Todd told her about Anne raving about my foot massage talents.
“No. no no..” she said smiling and almost laughing. “ I’m far too ticklish for that. I’d probably piss myself.” She added and flashed that big bright smile again. I liked that smile, the shy one was cute but that genuine big bright smile was dazzling.
“ Well in that case I’m pretty good with shoulder and neck massages too, you still seem entirely too tense. I’m sorry if I’m the one causing that.” I offered.
Barbra looked at me uncertain for a moment or two the bright smile dimming just a bit and her big brown eyes searching mine for what I don’t know. Her left hand with her gorgeous nails drifting to the side of her neck unconsciously touching her hair. Then that million watt smile was back and she reached up with her other hand and took off the ball cap and sat forward to the edge of the couch. She paused as if uncertain again then another deep breath and said “Yes, Okay. If you don’t mind that would be.. nice.”
My heart was racing again.. or had it ever slowed down? I couldn’t recall, all I knew for sure was that my pulse was pounding in my ears my hands were all but trembling. I turned sideways on the couch to face her, she turned to face the door to the balcony with her back towards me. She reached up and gathered her long long hair and pulled it to one side over her shoulder and down her front. Her head tilted to her left as if to lean on her own shoulder. I cracked my knuckles and flexed my fingers before gently reaching up to her shoulders and gripping them softly. She tensed as if I’d had shocked her with electricity. A slight gasp again.
“You really are tense Barbra.. I’ll see if I can’t help you to relax a bit.” I spoke softly as I began to knead the muscles in her shoulders and neck. I could feel her still tense but slowly relax as I worked. She rolled her head from one side to the other. She uttered those soft quiet little murmurs of a woman enjoying physical touch. Then when I began to run my hand down the middle of her back she sat bolt upright and tensed again.
“Barbra? Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry..” I began to stumble out an apology .
“No, you didn’t hurt me,” she paused.”I’m just very self conscious of my back.” She spoke softly.
And then I saw it, near her left shoulder blade there was a small rise that shouldn’t be there. Not quite a hump or anything more like a swollen spot. She went on to tell me that she had scoliosis of the spine and had a “HUMP” she called it. It was one reason she kept her hair long to cover it up. I told her that honestly I hadn’t noticed until just now and that she must do a great job of camouflaging it but there was really no need around me. She could relax and be herself. She sat very still for a bit barely breathing. I was afraid that I had gone too far or had hurt her feelings somehow.. “stupid stupid stupid” I ranted to myself unvoiced. Then I noticed she was shaking ever so slightly. She slowly turned to me and I saw that those big soft brown eyes looked so sad when they were full of tears, her lower lip and chin were trembling.
“It’s been so long since anyone, any man has touched me like you do. Thank you Jim.”She said with a slight sob and sniffed the tears back.
I felt a lump in my throat and my heart melted, she looked so vulnerable and soft, there was no more thought, no second guessing. I took her in my arms and held her tight as she softly wept into my shirt. I patted her back and kissed her on the top of her head until she collected herself. I don’t even know how long we sat there on the couch like that. But I remember to this day the look on her face, the need in her eyes as she tilted her head up and looked deeply into my own. “Jim… make love to me.”
“Are you sure Barb?” I asked softly as I looked deeply into her eyes trying to read her intentions. Her answer was to reach both of her beautiful hands up and take me gently by the face and pull me into a long soft sensual kiss. Gently brushing her lips against mine, exploring their texture and then her tongue hesitantly parted my lips and met my own in a slow timid dance that emboldened both of us. Her breath was beginning to become choppy and fast. I could feel her heart racing through her thin sweater under my hands.
I don’t remember standing up or leading her to my bedroom. I do remember her pulling my sweatshirt and shirt over my head as she took it off of me. The warmth of her hands as she ran them across my chest and arms and across my abdomen. The way she smiled as I pulled her blouse from her jeans and with it and her sweater up over her head. I put my hands on her bare waist and softy ran them up along her sides and around her back to unfasten her bra. Then on up to her shoulders again as I pulled her into me for a skin to skin embrace as she tilted her head back and our lips met again. Still soft and gentle but now with a certain hunger that seemed to be growing bolder by the heartbeat. Barb held my head in her hands as she kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. My hands slid down her back one hand gliding over her the rise in her back and I felt her gasp slightly and she bit softly into my shoulder. I slid my fingers under the tops of her jeans and felt the soft skin of her ass causing her to moan softly and tremble. Her breasts smashing into my chest, her hardened nipples poking into my skin demanding attention.
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