Another Chance In Progress

For the longest time, I thought I was meant to be alone. After Lilly, the mother of my only child, I wasn't able to date properly for some reason... No woman could pick my interest in the slightest to start a relationship. Of course I would have s*x, but even that became more of a relief than a pleasure. Before, I would have s*x because I wanted to, and I would go out to hunt women, now... Now it happens sometimes, or not, depends on my mood. Details that weren't important then became a determinant factor now and I can't help it... The thing is... Women don't seem sexy anymore. Most are vulgar and not worthy of my waste of time and that worries me, a lot. I know that aging brings these kinds of problems, but I never thought it would feel this way... It feels lonely. Most of my friends already noticed the difference in me. The fact that I was always hunting for someone to spend the night with and suddenly, after becoming a father, I became picky. Of course that I can be picky, I am one fine looking guy, but still I wish I could meet someone interesting from time to time... - Hey, Chad. Hugh brought me out of my thoughts. I could totally bury myself in them lately and forget everything around me. - What? - I asked. - We were talking about Alice, the blonde bartender... - he batted his eyes - The one with the puppy eyes, flirting with you from the bar... - Hell no! - I faked vomitting - Who knows how many warriors fought their way over that cave... - Hey, that never stopped you before! - Ashton said - You always said that the only thing that mattered was how good of a f**k they were. - He said, pointing at me - And you know, for them to be good, one needs to practice... - he stated raising his eyebrows. - Well, I guess I don't find that as appealing as before... - I huffed - Honestly, I see beauty in many women, but I don't find them attractive or sexy, I don't know... - Well, I guess that a pretty face like yours can be exigent, even with s****l partners. - Ashton says. - It's not like I want to... But my friend, here, - I pointed to my jewels - doesn't feel excited about anyone anymore. You think they understood? They did, but they laughed. In. My. Face. - Man, relax. - Hugh says - We all know what you are talking about. Women seem all the same lately. He is talking but his eyes roam to something else other than me, specifically someone walking through the door. I follow his gaze and I meet a different sight. I can only see her back, but that woman looks gorgeous. She has pale skin and her hair is long and... Red, deep red. Her body it's curvy but toned and fit and she's wearing a dark green top and skirt and black indie heels. Ashton's time to talk: - Well, that's new fish... I look at him and smile weakly, to avoid looking at the girl and give her the wrong impression. And she must have turned, because Ashton continued: - Oh, s**t son! I'm pretty sure you'll skip this one, so you wouldn't mind me having the catch right? His words startled me, why would I skip it for sure? At that, I turn a little to see who she is and I understand him. Alin. f*****g. Rite. So... I thinks this happens to all of us guys at least once in our lives. Once in our lives, we look at someone we always avoided and realise how much we f****d up. Alin was that someone for me, right about now. I've known this one since highschool and she was always pretty, but I always thought she was immature and uninteresting. I never saw s****l potential in her, to be honest. Meanwhile she had kids. I've seen them, cute little versions of her, blue eyed and blonde girls. And yes, she is originally blonde, but red hair suits her really good. To have a better view of her, I turn a bit more and really take in her full frame. For some weird reason, gone is that little and frail girl. What I see now it's a grown confident woman with light blue eyes that hold fire as she walks like s*x. Her body doesn't look like a mother's, with that plain stomach and toned legs that seem to go on forever. But she's curvier now. I don't remember her looking like this. But I do notice something, no man in this bar seems to miss her entrance. - Well, well, well... - Oh no, - Hugh says - I know that look... - Come on man, I saw her first!! - Ashton says. - Hey, if you manage to pull that off, I won't even interfere, I promise. - I say. He looks at me, not really sure of what I mean. Okay, one thing that I can tell already, this one will not give in easily. This kind of girl doesn't usually come out to hunt for s*x, they come out to have some fun. It might happen that they find someone interesting enough for them to think about it, but it's not a requirement. She's hot, she knows it, but she's a mom. s*x it's only a "what if". Meanwhile, my eyes keep following her and my mind rejoices in many different ways. I feel excited. - Do you think she'll spare me a glance? - Ashton is second guessing, and correctly, looking at her now, even I feel intimidated. - She didn't go unnoticed and she can probably have any man she wants here. We follow her steps as she goes to the bar with her friends. I take the chance to watch them. They're all pretty, the other three. One of them it's a natural brunette with long hair, skinny in a red tiny dress. Another one has black hair, short by the shoulders, also skinny and in a very tight light green jumpsuit. The third one also has black hair, some curves and it's also dressed in red. Yes, they are all pretty, but not stunning. Right now they're drinking. I take a close look at whatever it is they are drinking and, again, Alin goes for something unusual for most women. Martini. Plain with ice. - So... Wanna go to the bar? - Ashton asks us grinning. I roll my eyes, but join them. As we approach the bar, momentarily distracted from the group of women someone bumps bumps directly into my front and, man, when I notice whom it is I ignore principles and hold her close to me by her chest and waist. - Oops! - she wobbles. She tries to set free, bit I hold her still. Taking my hand from her waist, I take the hair out of the way so I can talk into her ear. The most delicious smell hits me. - You have to be careful, love. - I feel her goosebumps and her back arching - Don't want to hurt yourself. I set her free and she turns to look at me. When she realises who it is, her eyes open exaggeratedly. - I'm really sorry! - she mutters and take her leave.