Melody at Monet by markerss

This story starts with a trip to see the Monet exhibit at the museum. A group of friends had planned it for quite sometime, and with that said I never would have expected to meet someone. The visit started out very easy going, it was going to be a fun outing to see the Monet collection. We took an Uber down to the museum, and we were having a great time socializing on the way. The Monet exhibit had been sold out for weeks and as we preceded toward the exhibit hall where the Monet exhibit was housed, we were all very excited as we waited in the museum lobby for our scheduled time. We were soon allowed to go in and as soon as we started to walk around the Monet exhibit, it was apparent just how packed it was. The museum kept the lighting low, probably so it wouldn’t damage the artwork, but it made it a little difficult to maneuver until my eyes adjusted.

We tried to stay together as we looked at the artwork and listen to the audio tour at the same time, but eventually the group became scattered, and it didn’t take long before I was separated from the group. I continued to look around for my friends as I moved through the exhibits, and as I entered another hall, I happened to spot a very attractive young girl just in front of me. She was kind of short, had curly brown hair and as I tried to get a better look at her, I could see she was wearing a light grey sweater, and as I got closer, I could see she was wearing a tight pair of jeans and some ankle boots that definitely showed off her ass.

I tried to be as inconspicuous as possible as I followed her at a distance, continuing to listen to the program and pretend to look at the paintings. It had to be a little obvious that I was checking her out, and I think that once she realized it, I think she was a little intrigued by the fact that I was kind of following her. I didn’t want it to be too obvious, but it did seem that she was looking at me a lot.

As I walked through the various exhibits, It felt that there were more and more people as I tried to move through the halls, and even though I was trying to look at the artwork, I was a little preoccupied by all the people and especially with checking out this attractive young lady, not wanting to lose her. We continually glanced at one another, as we appeared to be looking at the artwork, and at some point in one of the exhibit halls as I tried to not look so obvious, I inadvertently did lose track of her in the crowd of people.

Wanting to find her again and not wanting to be too obvious I was following her, I searched the hall I was in trying to find her in the crowd. Not seeing her, I started to come to realize that she must have moved on to the next hall, trying to put some distance between us. Again, I didn’t want to appear to be stalking her but I wanted to find her, and I wanted to try to talk with her and as I came around the corner in the next hall, there she was. I was relieved that I hadn’t lost her and as I again casually moved around the exhibits, I slowly moved closer to where she was standing. It was crowded and I don’t think she saw me right away, but eventually I was very close to her and as she did turn and looked at her, I noticed that she had a slight pooch but only because as she looked away, she seemed to suck in her stomach when she saw me looking at her.

We did eventually looked at each other, and after a brief smile, she bashfully moved away, walking nonchalantly around the hall. She did seem a little curious because she continued to look over at me as we moved around the exhibits, but maybe it was that she was a little suspicious too.

We were nearing the end of the exhibit halls and as I watched her, She seemed to be lingering, inconspicuously and so I decided to try to make contact with her before she left. I gradually moved closer to her she was trying to look as if she didn’t notice me, but when I got close enough, I leaned over and said, “This is amazing.”

It kind of surprised her I think because as she turned and looked at me, she seemed a little confused. However, after a second or two, she smiled and nodding her head said, “Yea,” and moved away slightly.

There were a lot of people milling around in this exhibit hall and I wanted to talk to her, but I didn’t want to bring any attention to us. When she finally turned and smiled at me again, I casually moved closer to her again and smiling I eventually said, “You look very familiar,” which made her smile, but she didn’t say anything.

I sensed she was curious and so I said, “I think we’ve met before.”

I wanted to keep our conversation going and when she smiled bashfully, I asked her what her name was, she hesitated but gathered herself and confidently said, “Melody.”

I was taken aback with how pretty her name was and as I held my hand out to shake hers, I introduced myself. She again smiled and simply replied, “I don’t think so.”

I asked her if she was in school and she eagerly explained that she was in college and that she was home for the holidays. I figured she was probably in her late teens of early twenties, which made her more than half my age, but I wanted to try to keep the conversation going. She seemed to become a little unsettled, as I tried to talk to her some more, but not know what to say, she started to scan the crowd, obviously looking for someone that she must have come with.

Eventually, I told her it was nice to meet her and as we let go of each other’s hands, and started to part, I ended up asking her if she might want to go get a drink after the exhibit. We looked at each other and after a few seconds, she smiled and seemed a little flattered by the attention, but still seemed a little apprehensive at the same time.

Immediately, I saw her uncertainty; I didn’t want to lose this opportunity and when she smiled and said, “Well I don’t know,” I felt she might actually like to but was somewhat skeptical. Realizing she might be apprehensive because of all the people around us I said, “How about if I give you my number and maybe we can meet up afterwards?”

She seemed to like the attention I was giving her and maybe even a little curious too, because as she nodded, she took out her phone. I quietly told her my number and after she put it in her phone, she smiled as we shook hands again. This obviously gave her an out because if she wanted to call she could and if she wasn’t really interested she didn’t have to call.

After telling her it was nice to meet her and getting her to smile, we went our separate ways. I tried to keep her in my sights and as I continued to walk around the exhibit, I noticed Melody stop to talk with an older lady that I suspected was her mom. They did glance back, smiling obviously because Melody had told her about me talking to her, but her mother’s smile turned to a look of suspicion. I knew exactly what she was thinking and so I turn, appearing to be uninterested as I intently looking at one of the paintings. I tried to distance my thoughts by listening to the audio device, but I continued to be aroused at the thought of her.

When I did look their way, I could see they had continued to walk into the next exhibit hall. I try to follow at a distance, and noticed Melody continuing to glance back at me as they walked. Not wanting to appear to be stalking her, I made sure to hang back and somewhere along the way, I lost track of her. I hastily looked for her, she seemed to have disappeared and as I continued to search for her, I started to become more and more despondent thinking that I would never see her again.

Eventually, I came to the realization that they had probably left the exhibits, and as I worked my way back through the exhibits looking for my friends, I continued to think about her. I didn’t want to think it but I started to feel that I would never see her again. Eventually my friends and I gathered together and as we left the exhibit hall, I continued to search the crowd in the main lobby, even looking in the gift shop hoping for a glimpse of her.

As we headed out of the museum, my friend and I decided to hit a bar near by, and as I tried to resolve myself that she was gone, I suddenly got a text, just as we were leaving. It was her, she started the text with her name and asked me if I wanted to meet her at a bar that was right around the corner.

I became excited and texting her back said, “Sure, I’ll be right there.” I quickly explained to my friends and after saying our goodbyes I hurriedly walked to where she wanted to meet. I became more and more excited to see her and when I went into the bar, there she was, sitting at a table with the same lady from the museum that I suspected was her mother. I was a little disappointed but as we saw each other, she waved.

I smiled as I continued to walk toward them, and as I approached the table, I held out my hand as we exchanged pleasantries. When Melody introduced me to her mother, I immediately sensed that she disapproved and when I shook her hands, she abruptly asked, “How old are you?”

I was shocked, but Melody quickly snapped back saying, “Mom, that’s not right to ask someone how old they are.”

Melody’s mom was probably my age and definitely felt that I was too old for her daughter, and was trying to discourage Melody. However, Melody looked at her mother defiantly, which caused her mother to turn to me and with a half-ass smile, apologized. I shook her mother’s hand again, and as we looked at each other, I could see the concern in her face. I knew exactly what her mother was thinking because I was thinking the same thing, but there was no way I was going to let this woman discourage me, not now.