AFFAIRS OF THE HEART

AT A DISTANCE

He was watching me again ,pretending not to from her table beside the window.The light from the overhead fixture made a yellow pool on the table and he sat just outside it.What could a young thing like that all hip and cool and lithe and lean with t**s like little rosebuds –yes,I would notice want with a  dude like me?

The café door opened.A cool breeze blew in the smell of rain to mix with the fresh-brewed coffee and ruffle paper.

I stirred my mocha and lifted my éclair.When I took a bite ,chocolate stuck to my lip and the sweet creamy filling spurted out.As I cleaned myself up ,she stared at me,short,shaggy roan colored hair falling over my head and across my right eye.

Trying for suavely wicked I licked my lips and put the pastry to my mouth,tonguing it gently.

She stared at me like I was an alien from mars and then ,with ine hand,flipped the book on the table closed.When she picked it up and stuffed it into the messenger bag hanging on the back of the faux vintage chair,I figured  I would shocked or insulted her.

Shrugging ,I picked up my coffee and turned back to the paper folded neatly in quarters on the table.Kids these days.They think they are so sophisticated .When I refolded it to see the next page,I sensed movement and looked up to see her standing infront of me.

The light from the nest table shone from behind her and I saw an outline of her sweet t**s .I was filled with a certain urge to put my arm around her hips ,right above the waistband of those shabby –chuck jeans ,up under the edge of her shirt,and with my other hand ,lift it so I could ,oh so lightly ,trace a finger up that little mound and circle her aureole until her n****e hardened.

Then I would lean in,oh set my mouth down on it and suckle softly.Until she arched into it ,the I would give her a nip and hold her still while I worked it over good ,with plenty of teeth.

My d**k got hot and so hard just thinking about it.Big blue pressed against me ,amplifying the peessure on my hard cock.But a sweet little chickie like her wouldn’t want a dude like me pawing her.She was probably going to chastise me for public lewdness.These kids today ,so good at speaking heir minds .

‘'Do you mind if I sit down here?'' I looked at her like she was some kind of Martian who come down to eart in all her glory.I was stunned.I couldn’t believe that she wanted to sit with me.

‘'Well is this seat taken? ’'she asked,snarky as they come.

I regained my composure enough to shrug and gesture,’Go ahead’

She smiled so that her darling bow lips opened enough to show a bit of tooth .Her two front teeth were  a bit crooked .I imagined her mouth bruised and swollen from kissing .And those teeth running along my shoulder and the inside of my thighs.

'‘Did you hear me?”

I shook off the fantasy '‘What?'’…. She sat down,scrunching her mouth up impatiently.

'‘I’m Grace Fernandez .My friends call me Gee’'…I smiled lewdly .What was this chickie doing at my table interrupting my coffee and paper ritual?

'‘My name’s Evans ‘'I would given up my first name the day I left home and made it legal when I hit twenty-one.’'What do you want?”

Suddenly this hip chick turned nervous .Was she here on a dare?I looked around to se who might be watching us.

‘'I want….’'She twiddled with a ring on her right middle finger,an arty piece of twisted silver with tiny flecks of pink stone mixed into the strands .I wondered if She’d made it.She was artsy looking enough and the school was just around the corner.

I stared at her  remembered when I was unfortified,unbroken.so unworn.When life looked bright and fresh and full of promise.

Where had all that gone?’

I knew where '‘keeping a roof over my head while I chased my dreams and women and hopes at least''.

'‘There is this guy she said leaning in conspiratorially.Did she want to make her jealous?How old was she anyway twenty-one..twenty-two ?young enough …..

'‘I really like him '’Whaaat did her crush have to do with me seriously.?I looked down at my cup ,the éclair …half-eaten,and the paper barely begun.

'‘And so…..?'’She whispered ,He has no idea what to do with me '’I tried to picture her fluttering around this dude ,excited ,puppy-love-struck,insecure,scared and eager all at once.

Then I remembered my first sort of lover.A girl I went to to high-school with.I took the lead and did the things I wanted to,learning as I watched to see how much she liked the way I touched her,the way I liked her p***y and sucked her tits.The way I rubbed my d**k all over her body and her p***y,the way she reacted when I sticked it out and gave it to her,the way I slid it in and could make her squirm…all of that.

We drifted apart when she went foe her ex-lover and I discovered art and nature.I picked up mu cup and sipped ,staring at this little slip of a woman who had a crush on some other dude ,I wasn’t sure if I felt hurt that it wasn’t me or irked that she would share with me.

;And so,whaddya want from me?’

She sighed like I was sense.’You are handsome am sure you know what to do with women’

I was handsome?No one ever told me I was handsome or attractive but Monica who maintained I was good looking,She made me feel some type of way that shocked me.of course I adore Monica and love her and want to be with her but what is this girl doing to me.What is happening to me.I already have a good thing going on with Monica why will I want to ruin it.Cammon Evan snap out of it

I thought of her cuffed to the open frame at the Darker Wings Club,her eyes gazed with pleasure the apples of her ass red where I would been at them with my gloved hand ,the buffalo-hide flogger hanging over one shoulder,she falls tickling her tit.

Yeah I knew what to do with women.I wondered what Gee here would look like after I would have had my way with her for a bit.is that what she wanted to know?Did she even know enough to wonder about that?

I found I rather liked the idea of being handsome ,and that this artsy shabby-chic chickie had told me so.Being handsome is much better that being attractive.

I shrugged ,affecting boredom.’And so?’I had an inkling of what I thought she wanted ,but first I wanted to be sure ,and second ,I wanted her to say it,

She blushed fiercely,but lifted her chin and met my eyes .I want you to show me what it feels to be with a man.’

She wanted me to pop her.She wanted to know what it felt to be with a man .I admit the idea of making out with her had appeal.I mean she was cute and I liked her body,Heck I waned to have her there at that time.I know I know……Monica.I love her don’t get me wrong but here is a woman who believes in me and my skills and I haven’t done anything to her yet unlike my so beloved Monica who just sees me as good looking .Besides she is  way out of my lead is is probably cheating on me in campus with another guy.I was at wore with my thoughts a part of me wanted to run as fast as possible away from it all and apart of me wanted to stay and enjoy every moment with her.

‘lets do this OK..let me have your number and we can talk more.Am actually running late for a lecture and I need to get some stuff from the supermarket and its getting dark.’It took everything in me to decline her offer bu I had to.I couldn’t imagine the disappointment on Monica’s face if she caught us there or worse if she caught us making out,

She looked down in disappointment,I could clearly see she was not happy with what I just said.’Okay..3337880’that’s my number ..’Am sorry,one more time…I said 3337880’

She sounded agitated,,,,,

‘okay thanks I’ll call you ..’

‘You better’