My Mom complained that I'm eating and drinking way too much but I didn't care. Dr Steve shifted the dinner to today and I felt a relief. I actually felt kinda feverish and excessive taking of victuals and sangria made me feel better.
It was exactly 7pm that Steve picked me up. A black Rolls Royce parked in front of my house. I quickly came outside and found Steve in front of the car.
"That's your car?", I questioned, perplexed
"Yes", Steve said then gaped at me. "Whoa!Oh my God, you look swell"
Steve was right but I didn't mind. I was an aura of elegance, I knew that. Patrician features. I knew that. Soft, flowing lustrous ginger hair, lovely figure, lovely looking large and huge ice blue eyes, a heart shaped face, I knew that.
But to be honest, I was stunning. I had the skin of milk and a face that was a photographer's dream. Lovely long legs and a frame filled with erotic promise. Blah blah blah
My dress clung to my figure revealing my huge luscious curves and bulges. My large Bristols, broad hips and my narrow waist. It was a bottle green affair, tight in my huge and big bodice and round my wide big hips and then flowed loosely to my feet. My hair was dressed low to my shoulders and my make up was flawless, startling and provocative
"Thank you. You don't look bad yourself", my huge eyes twinkled as I regarded Steve
He had the perfect strong build and height. With his brown hair looking lustrous and his blue eyes looking so bright. He was dressed in a black suit, a white shirt and a red tie. He was very attractive.
He drove to a huge night club and parked at their parking lot.
"I had a table reserved for the two of us", Steve informed me
"Oh really", I smiled then turned to the hall. The big hall was crowded with people who stood about laughing and talking, waiting for their parties to arrive. A French looking guy led us to the cloak room
Steve arranged everything. The splendor of the dining room was glamorous and I could only gape at it. We settled at a little table near the window.
The dinner was amazing. I loved their champagne and their vodka and their French and Italian dishes
"So what do you plan to do to making sure your mother doesn't know about this", Steve asked me
"Well, I planned to travel out but I don't know where to go and I don't have the money to arrange a flight or where I'll live if I travel but I'll arrange for that soon"
"How old we're you when you went for medicine?", I questioned
"Well, I was very young. I was thirteen when I entered college. I was too young but too intelligent. Even when being young in college, I was a brain box getting excellent grades. So my father shifted me further in my grade. That's it", Steve explained
"Wow", I exclaimed
"Will you go to college?", Steve asked. I always avoided that question
I shrugged
The dinner seemed to go on forever. New clean plates kept appearing before me, dishes holding food I could not name were offered to me. It was fascinating anyways and I enjoyed them.
"What do you want to be in future?", Steve questioned again
I sipped my champagne and looked at Steve."I wanted to study arts".
"What do you mean by 'wanted'", Asked Steve curiously
"Never mind", I answered him
"Now", Steve said looking at me in my eyes
"How would you like to order their Indonesia cuisine?"
"Their rijstaffel meal", I chose
"How could anyone finish that?", Steve laughed
"Well, you can't but I definitely can because I'm loving this place", I made a point
"And because pregnant ladies...I mean pregnant beautiful ladies have gargantuan appetites", Steve commented
It made me blush,"you're right"
Steve chuckled then signaled the waiter
The following evening, we had dinner at a fine restaurant.
"Tell me about yourself Charlotte",Steve said
"Not much to tell. I was born in Miami. My father was a mechanical engineer and my mother was a part time banker. We moved here four years ago and three years back, my dad died in a plane accident"
"I'm so sorry"
"You don't have to be. He was sixty two and my mother has only me. I had no siblings but I really enjoyed my childhood. My mother spoilt me too much. I'm kind of obstinate but fun to hang out with".
After dinner, Steve took me home. At my door, he took my hand and said,"I enjoyed the evening. Thank you"
And he was gone
I stood there, watching him walk away thinking, I'm glad he's a gentleman. I really am glad. Fuck!
It was another evening. I had dressed for the evening in a prim black skirt and a high turtle necked cream blouse so that Steve wouldn't get the idea that I was trying to tempt him in anyway. This was just going to be a casual evening. I found out that I was nervous. Steve isn't really a date, I kept telling myself. He and I are just gonna be friends. Even as I was thinking, the door bell rang.
I took a hopeful breath and opened the door. My mother wasn't around at that time. She went on a trip. Steve stood there smiling, holding a box and a paper bag. He was wearing a grey suit and a black tie with a white shirt and black oxfords
"Come in", I said
"I hope am not late"
"No, not at all"
Steve handed me the box. "This is for you".
It was a fifteen pound jumbo box of chocolates. Exactly what I needed, I thought amused.
I smiled,"Thank you".
Steve held out the bag,"And I got meringues for us to munch on"
"Wow. Very thoughtful"
The evening went well. Steve was a charming companion and I was touched by how obviously thrilled he was to be with me. He was very intelligent and easy to talk to.
At the end of the evening, Steve said,"So where have you planned to be staying?"
I looked down at the floor,"Nowhere I guess"
Steve voice didn't change "I'm going back to Chicago, next week. I didn't tell you that I came to Cleveland for my business trip, right? I'll be returning home to Chicago and I was wondering if you'll go with me?"
I was so stunned,"you really...umm...actually"
"Yes", Steve chipped in. "The only thing that will stop me is if you say no"
My large eyes glistened as I nodded
When the evening was over and we arrived back at my apartment, I found myself tensed. This was always the moment for
"How about a good night kiss…..? Why don't I come in for a bit and we'll have a nightcap…..?You don't want to spend the night alone..." I always dreaded those offers.
As we reached my door, Steve looked down at me and said,"Do you know what if I first noticed about you, Charlotte?"
I held my breath, Here it comes, I thought: You have a great ass…..I love your breast....I'd like to have your long legs wrapped around my neck…..
"No",I said rather icily "What did you first notice?"
"The pain in your huge blue eyes".
Before I could reply, Steve said,"Goodnight"
And I watched him leave.